Her white and tender skin is particularly conspicuous under the moonlight and red clothes; her watery eyes make people feel moved, soft-hearted, and then love her.
She kept covering her mouth with her hands and crying.
"Girl," the old blacksmith asked curiously, "Why are you crying?"
The old blacksmith really wanted to see her face without covering her mouth.
"Let's go." Her voice was old and hoarse, and the old blacksmith immediately felt horrified after hearing it.
"Girl...what did you say?" The old blacksmith noticed something strange and asked because of his boldness.
"I said let's go -" the hand covering his mouth dropped, revealing a blank face with no mouth or nose.
The old blacksmith was so frightened that his teeth trembled and he could no longer utter a word. He felt that the cool night suddenly became hot, because a heat was coming from the woman in red, boiling the air around her.
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Down the hillside, the Chen family.
There were many footsteps in the woods, very light but many.
Although the mountains and forests are dark, you can still see clearly in the dark night. There are many different people, all dressed in red, walking in groups. This scene is only comparable to the excitement of the Lantern Festival.
There were children, girls, and old women, all dressed in red, but they were all very quiet, or just whispering something inaudible as they headed toward the village at the foot of the mountain.
Chen Dacai had just gone to bed when he heard a lot of strange rustling noises, as if there were groups of people dragging on the grass. It was very strange at night. He woke his wife up, and the two of them looked out the window together, and couldn't help but be fascinated by what was happening outside the window. The scene was so frightening that he shivered all over: "The Taoist priest was indeed right, something strange happened!" Then he thought about it and thought suspiciously: "He asked me to kill them. Could it be that he had a conspiracy to kill people with a borrowed knife?"
Looking back, I felt something was wrong: "No, this group of people appeared too strangely. Why did they appear here in the middle of the night? Could it be that they are really weird?" Looking at his wife, he saw that she was also trembling.
Chen Da became worried again: "If there are so many monsters, how can I chop them down?" Then he turned to his wife and asked, "Where is Ahan?"
"Asleep." Sister-in-law Chen took his arm and asked worriedly: "Ada, what's going on? Is what the Taoist said true?"
"I don't know either," Chen Da said calmly, "From what the Taoist priest said, it's probably a monster."
Among a large group of people in red, one of them suddenly said softly: "Oh, there is a room over there!"
Chen Da was secretly surprised. He was the only one in this mountain forest.
"Well, eldest sister, I'll go first." The little girl in red said this and left the group, smiling sweetly as she walked towards Chen Da's home.
Chen Da turned around and whispered to his wife: "Go and wake up Ahan and clean up Xinrui." Chen Da's sister-in-law was panicked for a moment, and she didn't know what her husband's intention was, so she had to sneak into the room to clean up.
At this time, another voice said: "Sister, I'm here too." It was another girl in red, who seemed to be slightly older than the previous one.
"Oh, eldest sister, we have a small thatched hut, why do you need to use your centuries-old skills?"
"Sister, eldest sister, please give me a helping hand to prevent you from wasting too much energy."
"Okay! Sister, let's see what I can do first." As he said this, he walked to the door.
Chen Da had already opened the door a small crack, and now without saying a word, he rushed out with a lunge and swung the ax vigorously. The little girl in red screamed and fell crookedly to the ground.
Then he heard the sound of someone falling on the grass. It was a solid, hard sound. Chen Da took a closer look and almost screamed.
That's a broken broom!
The woman who claimed to have practiced Taoism for a hundred years was furious when she saw it. She shouted loudly and rushed towards Chen Da. Chen Da was so surprised that he almost forgot to fight back. He dodged the woman and struck her from the waist. The woman immediately fell to the ground.
A burst of dust stirred up on the grass, and an ancient coffin board hit the ground heavily.
The group of men in red found that their two companions had been killed, and soon some more ran over, while others continued to move down the mountain.
Chen Da was in a hurry. Fortunately, he had cut down a lot of trees on weekdays, so he had some strength in his arms. He shouted loudly and swung his ax to chop at random, one at a time, and two at a time to kill a pair.
More and more people in red clothes rushed forward. They were men, women, old and young. Chen Daye chopped them all indiscriminately. He chopped down a few, but more people in red clothes came forward, and his arms gradually became sore. , feeling more and more fearful.
"Madam! Come quickly!" He shouted into the house, hoping to break out of the siege and escape from here together.
As the screams came one after another, many inexplicable things were added to the ground, including rotten firewood, flint, bamboo sticks, wooden boards, old books... scattered all over the floor!
"Lady!"
Chen Da's feet couldn't help but retreat and retreated into the house.
The people in red quickly surrounded the house, and with a roar of a bear, the house fell into a sea of flames.
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The old blacksmith suddenly understood that the voice of the woman in red in front of him, that dry voice, was something he would hear every day, a voice he had never stopped hearing for decades.
That was the sound of the bellows he used for making iron!
He looked back into the house and found that the bellows was indeed gone.
The woman just now didn't cry at all, it was just the sound of the bellows handle being pulled out!
"Let's go──" the bellows sounded, and the woman chirped: "Let's go──"
The blacksmith rushed into the house and, regardless of whether his wife was awake, grabbed her and ran out.
When he ran out of the door, he looked at his "bellows" and asked her: "Why do you want me to leave?" He was not too scared anymore. After all, it was the bellows that was passed down from his grandfather and grew up with him!
"Because there will be a big fire here."
The old blacksmith's mind was filled with questions.
At this time, his wife had already woken up. She saw her husband and a woman in red talking strange words. Although she felt strange, she could only stare at them blankly.
"We want to destroy - the person named - Yun Kong -"
"Yunkong? Who is Yunkong? There is no one named Yunkong in the village!"
Under the faint moonlight, the hillside seemed to be bleeding, slowly flowing down the mountain.
A blood-red ribbon poured down from the mountain. It was a large number of people in red.
No, not people.
I don’t know what to say.
The people in red came rushing forward, making noisy noises and muttering: "Yunkong...Yunkong..."
"Where is he?" "Who knows?"
"Ignore it, burn it all, then you won't be wrong..."
They poured down the mountain like a tide and poured into the village. Like a group of shocking plagues, they surrounded the village and carried out a horrific massacre!
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Polu and Yankong ran as hard as they could, inhaling the cold late night air. They gasped for air, their anxiety getting worse with their heartbeats.
Their momentary oversight, miscalculation, may be too late.
Unexpectedly, without paying attention for a blink of an eye, Chen Da's house suddenly burst into bright light in the dark night and turned into a ball of fire.
Chen Da's hut at the foot of the mountain has been completely surrounded by fire, and not even a little gap can be found.
They haven't gone far since evening. They stayed uphill not far from Chen's house and monitored their house.
However, they didn't notice anything unusual before the fire burst out.
It wasn't until a fire broke out in Chen Da's house and the fire illuminated the red river next to the house that they knew the fire spirit had launched an attack.
"It's over! It's over!" Yankong kept complaining, not knowing whether it was disappointment or self-blame.
What is disappointing is that Chen Han, who was favored by the master and was a perfect Taoist seed, died in the fire! I blame myself for not being able to prevent the disaster in time.
"Where did they appear? Why did they appear silently?" Yan Kong was stunned. How did those spirits escape their gaze?
Polu gritted his teeth: "Because they were already there." Yankong still couldn't understand for a moment.
"And Master, there is still a long time until Yinshi!"
"The devil wants to do his thing, why should he care about the time?" Polu shouted.
When they arrived at Chen Da's house, they raised the mahogany sword in their broken shoes, pointed their two fingers between their eyebrows, focused on their fingertips, chanted a curse quickly, then pressed their fingertips on the sword body, and shouted at Li Huo: "Quick!" Li Huo instantly Open a round hole and let them see what's inside.
There is nothing special worth mentioning inside. Fire, fire, layers of fire, except fire, is still fire, engulfing everything that fire can burn, including the human body.
The fire in the room suddenly surged, and a ball of fire burst out from the fire like a bubble and rushed toward his face. Polu quickly jumped away, and Yankong immediately pulled his master away: "It's too dangerous! Master!" Polu was about to do it just now The fire opened a hole and instantly sent in a large amount of oxygen to create a "flare" that almost swallowed him.
