"Aren't you alive?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly. The man was stunned and retorted: "Of course..."
"Shh, it's coming!" The person next to him interrupted the man. The man quickly pulled Fang Zilan and squatted behind the bush, signaling her not to make a sound.
Fang Zilan looked around curiously and saw a black shadow flashing past. It looked like a whole piece of black gauze as wide as two people, but there were faint patterns flickering in it, as if gold powder had been sprinkled.
The man held down the restless Fang Zilan and whispered: "You don't want your life?"
"Have you ever heard of a saying?" Fang Zilan stood up suddenly and said arrogantly: "People who are skilled in art are bold."
Before she finished speaking, she jumped up and pointed the plum sword in her hand directly at the black gauze. Her speed was not slow at all, which made everyone tremble with fear.
"Be careful!" The man couldn't help but warn. Fang Zilan pierced the black gauze with the plum sword without any care, causing it to fall straight down.
Only then did everyone dare to step forward and take a look, only to find that it was actually a giant flying kite made of black gauze. When they were dumbfounded, they saw Fang Zilan lift open the black gauze with a sword and unfold it in front of everyone. A picture of plum branches sprinkled with gold.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Fang Zilan looked disdainful, her eyes falling on the silk thread at the lower corner of the black gauze. If she didn't admit her mistake, this silk thread...
"This plum branch pattern..." Someone shouted, attracting everyone's attention, "It is exactly the same as the hilt of your sword..."
Fang Zilan raised the plum sword in her hand, glanced at the suddenly silent crowd, and asked: "Apart from this black gauze flying kite, what else are you talking about?"
"There are many more." The man took a step forward, as if he saw a savior, "What whimpering sounds in the night, flags and flags that appeared inexplicably..."
"Stop it." Fang Zilan impatiently stopped the man's words and said coldly: "What I'm asking is, is there any hidden agenda? Like killing people or something."
"Yes!" The boy next to him screamed and cried as if he had been stimulated.
"What kind of harm is this?" Fang Zilan asked indifferently, and the woman holding the young man turned her head away, "Why are you asking these questions?"
Fang Zilan looked at the pattern of plum branches on the black gauze and thought of a plan. She coughed lightly and said solemnly: "I am a disciple of Kunlun Mountain. I am going down the mountain under the orders of my master to eliminate evil spirits." .”
She said with a sword flower on her arm, "I think you all have seen it. The pattern on this black gauze is exactly the same as the hilt of my sword. That's why Yaoxie stole my Kunlun Mountain treasure. If not, how could I be sure that Yaoxie Killing people’s lives?”
Everyone was doubtful and exchanged glances with each other. However, because Fang Zilan was intimidated by her skills, they naturally believed a little bit of what she said. They simply treated her as a doctor and told everything.
Due to the remote location of Yuzhou, there are some legends about strange things. However, the law of Dajing prohibits people from making false claims to mislead the public, so no one believed it. Who knows that since the heavy rain, people have been missing, and some people have been found missing. There were so many wrecks that people were panicked.
At this juncture, landslides blocked the road, and Mr. Su Heng was trapped in Shi County. For a while, the local people lost their backbone. I heard that the prefect also sent a letter to Beijing, but there was never a reply.
This group of people were all villagers from nearby Taoyuan Village. They were closest to Shi County, so they worked together to clear the road and asked Mr. Su Heng to take charge of the overall situation.
So about a month ago, when the heavy rain stopped, they and the people from Shixian County finally worked together to clear the damaged mountain road. However, for some reason, it was blocked again by falling rocks the next day. At the same time, a fire shot into the sky from Shixian County. , strange things began to happen one after another in the village. First, children disappeared, then headless corpses were found, and there were erratic flying kites in black gauze...
"This is exactly the same as the legend!" The man became more and more excited as he spoke, with an almost crazy look in his eyes.
Fang Zilan frowned and asked, "What legend?"
"We have a legend about flying kites in Yuzhou." The old man next to him said quietly: "It is said that there were many flying kites in Yuzhou in the past, but they were hunted and killed. The flying kites were closer to the sky than humans, so they prayed to the gods. Reborn, turned into a vengeful black bird, pecking people's heads and drinking their blood..."
The low and hoarse voice was filled with indescribable gloom, and Fang Zilan felt a thin layer of goosebumps rising on her body. She originally wanted to say, "It's just legends about strange things, there are too many things to do." However, when she thought about how she had just been a disciple of Kunlun, He deceived everyone in his name, so he swallowed these words back.
After all, which flying kite can be so unique, with a pattern of plum branches sprinkled with gold on its body? What's more, the plum branch pattern is exactly the same as her Zixiu logo. It's not an exaggeration to say it is hers.
Therefore, she knew very well that all this was caused by ghosts, trapping Su Heng, blocking news, pretending to be gods, and causing harm to the people.
If this approach is effective, the land of Yuzhou will be deserted in the future. Is the prosperous scene that Su Heng had worked so hard and worked so hard for so many years to be destroyed in one fell swoop...
"Mr. Su..." Fang Zilan read it softly, then asked everyone as if remembering something: "Since you have cleared the road, why didn't Mr. Su Heng come out of Shi County?"
"This..." Everyone looked at each other in confusion. After a while, someone whispered: "I heard that Mr. Su wanted the people who were injured by the falling rocks to evacuate first, but they refused, which delayed the effort. No one expected that the next day... …”
"In other words, no one has left Shi County?" Fang Zilan's expression was dark and unclear, and no one spoke until she spoke again to break the silence, "Besides your Taoyuan Village, are there other ways to Shi County?"
"Of course." Someone responded immediately, and then his voice weakened, "But the roads we took are all blocked, otherwise why would you be here?"
Fang Zilan pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, "How long will it take to clear the road again?"
"This..." Everyone looked confused, and one of them stood up and said, "Girl, our place is still haunted by ghosts. Isn't it bad to clear the road?"
"As long as you can clear the road, I will eradicate all the evil spirits and sneaks." Fang Zilan pointed to the sky and the ground and vowed: "Kunlun disciples hereby swear that if they do not wipe out all the evil spirits and sneaks in the world and are ashamed of their ancestors, they will do so. Apologize to death."
As expected, some people were soon inspired by her oath, patting their chests and saying that clearing the road would be no problem. Others were doubtful and refused to say anything, and some were completely unbelieving, with the word caution written all over their bodies.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Fang Zilan followed everyone back to Taoyuan Village. It was already the end of the moon when she arrived. Although she was very tired, she had to do what she said, so she mustered up the energy to check the victim's body and Walked around the village and asked about the situation.
Fang Zilan almost stayed up all night, but everyone in the village slept soundly, which was a rare peace.
