The moonlight was bright and everything in front of me was too clear. After the shower, all the dust in the air seemed to have been washed away.
The overflowing Xiaoliu River flows quietly, and the bridge made of wooden beams on it changes slightly. The talisman drawn on the white cloth seems to be a little deeper, as if it has been traced by someone.
Yang Qingshan put his hands behind his back and looked across the Xiaoliu River.
My eyes were round, red, and so hot that they seemed to bleed.
Because on the other side of the Xiaoliu River, there was a neat row of people kneeling.
The Taoist priest who had just left with Chen Xiaopang and the other surviving villagers was kneeling on the left. They stared straight ahead with their eyes wide open and their expressions particularly painful and ferocious.
The first one on the right is Chen Xiaopang, and the others are the villagers.
Their expressions were duller, as if they were dying without even realizing why they were dying.
Under the moonlight, I can clearly see a crack in their eyebrows, showing the appearance of sudden death and short life!
But when they left before, I didn't see anything strange in their faces!
"Little Fatty..." I shouted tremblingly, and felt a surge of blood in my chest. With a pop, I spit out blood again, and the dizziness in my head was also extremely strong.
"Yuan Huashao..." I gritted my teeth, almost bleeding from my gums.
I stood up from the ground again and walked towards the bridge made of wooden beams.
When passing by Yang Qingshan, he glanced at me but said nothing, and I ignored him.
This time, the wooden beam bridge was extremely stable. In my state, it was obvious that my steps should be loose and easy to lose balance, but there was no problem in the end.
And the water below has no effect at all, and even the feeling of being watched by eyes disappears.
I was almost on the other side, and my feet were moving faster.
But just at this moment, a strong wind blew!
The wind was surprisingly strong and fierce, and it also conveyed an unprecedented coldness.
My body shook violently, almost knocking me over, and the coldness made my whole body stiff.
Originally, I was afraid of falling, so I leaned down to protect the wooden beam bridge, but the body on the shore fell down towards the Xiaoliu River under the blow of the wind.
I watched helplessly as Chen Xiaopang's body fell into the dark river, and only the severed arm was left on the bank.
No longer caring about the wind, I jumped up and rushed down the wooden beam bridge. I ran to where Chen Xiaopang was just now and stared at the water.
There are still some ripples in the water, but Chen Xiaopang’s body is no longer visible...
The cold wind was still there, so I turned my head and seemed to vaguely see a person at the end of my sight.
The distance was too far, I couldn't see his face, let alone his eyes, but I noticed a special emotion, like amusement? This wind was not a cold wind. After I calmed down for a while, I recalled how familiar this wind was. When I brought my grandfather out, there was an evil wind blowing on the back of his body. The wind at this time was not normal. Is this how it feels?
In an instant, the figure disappeared.
I fell silent, calmed down, and turned back to look at the water again. My face was a little wet and my eyes were a little stinging.
There was an unprecedented hatred in his chest, a determination and cruelty to kill.
"Brother Sixteen is sorry for you." "Brother Sixteen will kill him to avenge you and your whole family." The pain came from all over my body, and I looked at Xiaoliu Village opposite, a dead village. No more life left.
The crescent moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be dimming at this moment.
Yang Qingshan disappeared. I don’t know when, but Chen Xiazi and Liu Yushu also came to the entrance of the village. Liu Yushu’s expression was very scary. He stared at the water without blinking.
Blind Chen has been supporting Liu Yushu and following me. He must have also seen the deaths of those Taoist priests and villagers?
I feel uncomfortable. The most uncomfortable thing is that Chen Xiaopang is gone.
Liu Yushu regards human life as the most important thing and wishes to kill all evil people. Seeing these people being killed, I'm afraid his mood will not be any better than mine.
Suddenly, Liu Yushu pushed away Chen Xiazi's hand.
He shook his body, and without Chen Xiazi's support, he almost fell.
At this time, Liu Yushu was really desolate. The Taoist robe on his chest was completely torn, and his wrist was still pierced by a golden pen. In addition, his feet were also dripping with blood, and the wet rain mixed with blood made him feel miserable. His clothes were also soaked.
He raised his right hand, put his index and ring fingers together, and raised his fingers to the sky.
"Confucius gave me the exquisite heart. I swear to heaven today to kill the cruel and evil people, otherwise I will tear out my heart and pay back my innocence." His voice was too loud.
Explodes in my ears! Explodes in the night sky! The echoes linger.
After slowly putting down his hand, Liu Yushu's body swayed again, but after he stood firm again, he was extremely straight.
Step by step, we walked out of Xiaoliu Village, walked onto the wooden beam bridge, and reached the other side.
Blind Chen walked behind. He was still vigilant and looked around.
"Taoist Master Liu." I whispered the Liu Yu curse.
Liu Yushu was silent and solemn, and did not answer my words.
Blind Chen also got off the wooden beam bridge. He took a deep breath and said: "Leave as soon as possible. You all need to go to the hospital. This matter still needs to be discussed. We can't defeat the things in the village, and the man outside the village is too powerful." .”
"We can't let Yuan Huashao get Li Yinyang first." I shook my head and whispered.
Liu Yushu then spoke: "He has too many murderous thoughts in his heart, too much blood on his hands, and too many innocent souls behind him. He can't cross this bridge." He pointed to the wooden beam bridge. I couldn't tell his emotions at the moment. And the look in his eyes was too calm.
I know the reason clearly in my heart. Yang Qingshan made up a talisman. This is the key.
"If he can't get in, maybe he won't come first, but will watch us and reap the benefits. This still needs to be discussed. We don't know anything about him at the moment." Blind Chen said again.
My heart suffocated. Speaking of ignorance, we are not all ignorant.
Turning around and looking in the direction of my yard, I said in a deep voice, "Uncle Chen, I'm going to the village again."
Blind Chen's face changed slightly, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No. It's too dangerous, and you can't do anything in there."
"We are not ignorant. I want to bring something out. It is very important to Li Yinyang and Yuan Huashao."
"Zhang Er just took back the Tiangan Inkstone and took away the compass from me. I must go into the village and take out that thing." I said solemnly every word.
Blind Chen still wanted to speak.
I forced a smile and said, "I'm safe, at least now, someone is watching me."
As I finished speaking, I had already stepped onto the wooden beam bridge and walked quickly towards my home.
