The woman's screams in the north room became louder and louder.
The man squatting outside the door got up and walked toward the south room. He coughed through the window, and then asked: "Fifth Master, do you still have any tobacco? As usual, I'll exchange it for rice."
"There are some more, come in and get them."
The man coughed and pushed the door open. After seeing Chu Feng, he was slightly surprised.
"Who is this little brother?"
Xiaoqiang answered: "This is Brother Feng, who just moved in today. Uncle Wang, didn't Huang Ren come here just yesterday? Why are he here again today?"
The fifth master knocked the cigarette rod a few times, and Xiaoqiang did not dare to say any more.
The man laughed dryly, and his eyes changed slightly when he saw the animal head in Chu Feng's hand.
"Is this... a bat-badger brain?"
Chu Feng said: "If it hadn't been for Fifth Master's rescue, I would have eaten this thing."
The man said: "You picked it up from outside, right? Here, the food you can pick up is poisonous. Little brother, can you give me this?"
Xiao Qiang said: "Bat and badger brains are inedible. Uncle Wang, what do you want with them?"
The man didn't say anything, but took out a handkerchief from his arms. The handkerchief was embroidered with a pair of dragons and phoenixes. The man opened it layer by layer, finally revealing a dry piece of dough.
"I'll take this in exchange."
Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up. "Cake? Uncle Wang, are you exchanging bread for bat and badger brains? Are you serious?"
"really."
Xiaoqiang immediately snatched the animal head from Chu Feng and exchanged it with the man. He tore off a large piece of cake and put it away, then gave a small piece to Chu Feng.
"Now, we are clear."
After the man got the beast's head, he put aside the tobacco issue. He took out the beast's head and turned around and left the house.
"Uncle Wang, are you stupid today?"
Fifth Master took a deep breath from his cigarette and said, "He is asking for death."
How could Chu Feng not know the man's intention of replacing the beast's brain? But this time he didn't stop.
The oil lamp in the room ran out of oil and eventually went out, leaving me unable to see my fingers. Chu Feng and the three of them stopped talking to each other, and the screams of the two women became clearer and clearer, as if they were right in their ears. Sister Lang's scream gradually turned into a howl.
Xiaoqiang broke the silence, "The beating started again. Sooner or later, they will have to beat Sister Lang to death."
Fifth Master tapped his cigarette rod again. Xiaoqiang shut his mouth and turned to Chu Feng: "Brother Feng, you eat the cake."
Chu Feng smiled and said: "I won't eat this cake, I'm afraid you won't dare to eat it either."
Xiaoqiang was not embarrassed when Chu Feng told him what he was thinking.
Fifth Master said: "Eat it with confidence. If this cake is poisonous, why would Wang Yan exchange it for the animal head?"
"Maybe this is also his plan?"
Fifth Master took a few deep puffs from his cigarette and looked out the window. The faint flame on the end of the cigarette pole flickered, and the fifth master's old face was vaguely visible in this dim light.
Chu Feng swallowed the noodles in a few mouthfuls, "Fifth Master, do you know the origin of that couple?"
The fifth master did not answer immediately. Chu Feng felt the changes in Master Wu's mood in the darkness.
Xiaoqiang said: "Uncle Wang and we are from the same village."
The child just said this and fell silent. Chu Feng saw him secretly wiping away tears in the darkness.
"When Wang Yan asked for his wife, I drank a glass of wedding wine. Xiaoqiang also ate their wedding candies. Alas, the ghost world..." The pipe in front of the Fifth Master kept flickering.
A short story was told by the old man.
The Litao tribe is a small tribe in southern Xinjiang. One day, a ghost monk broke into the village and kidnapped a dozen people. Among them was a newlywed couple, and the grandsons of Fifth Master and Xiaoqiang were not spared.
Half of the villagers were drained of their yang energy by the ghost released by the monk and died. The remaining seven or eight villagers were temporarily saved their lives, and were left to fend for themselves by the monk in the outer gate of the Xuangui Gate.
Wang Yan's wife Tian was somewhat pretty, and she was spotted by Huang Ren, the inner disciple who guarded the place. Tian Shi refused to obey, but how could the two of them fight against a monk here? Under Huang Ren's coercion and inducement, Tian finally obeyed Huang Ren to save her husband's life.
As for why the fifth master and Xiaoqiang, the old and the young, were able to seize the house, Chu Feng had already seen through it. The Fifth Master possesses low-grade Huang Linggen. The old man's life span was short and he had wasted his cultivation spiritual roots, but when he fell into a desperate situation, his body's potential was still forced out.
The monk who robbed people from the Litao clan was the younger brother of Yao Yuan, the leader of the Xuangui Sect. He is a sect elder named Yao Chen.
Chu Feng was silent for a long time after hearing this story.
"That man is dead."
"died?"
"He died out of anger. His corpse was completely sucked by his disciple's ghost servant."
Xiaoqiang asked: "How do you know?"
"seen it myself."
Xiaoqiang wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Master Wu's cough.
"It's a good death. He deserves to die." Fifth Master muttered, "Everyone in the ghost world deserves to die."
A night of silence.
The sky lit up slightly, and the screams of ghosts gradually faded away.
Sister Lang's screams only stopped at dawn. When Chu Feng saw this woman again, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
She washes herself in the yard. Use only a few pieces of tulle to cover important parts of your body. The bruises all over her body looked shocking. Fortunately, those were just superficial injuries and were not life-threatening.
Chu Feng sat cross-legged on a square stone outside the south room and looked at Sister Lang calmly.
Sister Lang gently wiped her body with the water in the basin. She gasped when she encountered a bruise. Her face was severely swollen, and if you looked closely, the mark of the palm was still faintly visible.
Sister Lang didn't avoid Chu Feng's gaze, and she didn't even care to take off the piece of gauze around her chest under Chu Feng's gaze.
The eyes of both people were extremely calm, as if the other person did not exist.
When Sister Lang wiped her lower body, she couldn't help but moan out in pain.
Perhaps to relieve the pain, she deliberately distracted her attention and asked, "Are you new here?"
Chu Feng didn't answer, so Sister Lang asked again: "Were you also captured by them from the outside world?"
Chu Feng didn't answer and popped out a small pill toward Sister Lang.
A smile appeared on Sister Lang's lips after catching the elixir. "I'll collect the pills first, but I can't be with you for two days. My body is not made of iron, so I need to catch my breath."
Chu Feng was still silent.
Sister Lang sneered and said: "Are you really thoughtful? You are not afraid of being skinned by those people in the Hump Tower!"
Chu Feng also smiled and said: "Then do you really dare to take my pill?"
"You want to kill me, a weak woman?" Sister Lang chuckled: "Xiao Huan Dan. I have taken this high-quality elixir. They often beat me half to death. After eating this elixir, my body I can recover within a day. They can continue beating me at night."
Sister Lang didn't have the slightest emotion when she said these words. It was as if she was just telling a story that happened to someone else.
"May I have your name?"
"Chu Feng."
"Chu Feng." Sister Lang forced a charming smile on her bloated face, "Chu Feng, as long as you dare, you can come to my room at any time."
