Chapter 135 Demonic Monster

After studying the body, the monk actually dug a hole on the spot and buried the body.

Two days later, Wang Shen saw another corpse floating down from the upper reaches, but this time he did not see the monk.

Wang Shen came to the river, hid his body with the grass, looked at the corpse floating over, inserted his hand into the green river, and controlled the water flow to make the corpse float slowly to the shore.

Huh?

Wang Shen was slightly startled when he saw the corpse.

Only the skin was left on this corpse, and the internal organs had been hollowed out. This scene reminded him of the corpses he found when Wuyang was haunted by water ghosts a few years ago.

"What's going on?" Wang Shen looked upstream of Qinghe River.

About ten days later, another body floated down from the top.

"Isn't this over yet?"

During this period, Wang Shen went to Wuyang County and heard people in the city talking about water ghosts. Wang Shen did not pay attention to this matter, but continued his practice.

In the days that followed, Qinghe also became quiet, and no more bodies continued to float out.

Seeing that the New Year was approaching, Wang Shen went to Ninglong Mansion again to see if Dong Wenbo had any new letters delivered to him.

On the way to Ninglong Mansion, there were snowflakes in the sky, and the north wind was blowing the snowflakes. After traveling through a pipeline for more than ten miles, no one was seen.

Exactly, no one is seen in front of him, and no one is seen behind him.

In the wind and snow, as the sky gradually darkened, Wang Shen found a place to spend the night.

The next morning, when it was just dawn, the snow outside had not stopped yet, and a thick layer had already fallen on the ground.

After eating some dry food to pad his stomach, Wang Shen rode on his horse and continued forward.

Hey, when passing by a mountain village, he suddenly stopped, moved his nose, and looked in the direction of the mountain village.

In the wind and snow, he smelled the smell of blood.

"There's something wrong with that mountain village." Wang Shen just glanced at it and then rode away.

When he arrived at Ninglong Mansion, the snow in the sky became heavier and heavier, and he came to the dilapidated hut.

The hut is getting more and more dilapidated, and maybe it will collapse by this time next year.

Wang Shen came to the hut, raised his hand and opened the bluestone weighing hundreds of kilograms, and there was a letter underneath. He hurriedly picked up the letter and opened it. There was not much in it, but there was news about Shen Jingsheng.

A caravan going to the Western Regions once saw an old beggar in a tribe. He seemed to look like Shen Jingsheng. When he saw him, he was drinking with the leader of the tribe.

"If you can drink, it means you are in good health." Wang Shen thought.

"I should also write him a reply."

Wang Shen looked at the sky, led his horse to Ninglong Mansion, first bought some pen, ink and paper, and then found an inn to stay.

He wrote a simple letter in the inn, expressing his gratitude to Dong Wenbo. The next day, he walked around Ninglong Mansion, bought some New Year's goods, and left the city, pressing the letter under his Under the bluestone, and then left the city.

The north wind is howling, and everything is covered with white snow. Although the snow has stopped, the weather is getting colder.

On the way back, when Wang Shen passed by a small village, he unexpectedly met a man riding a horse galloping down the country road.

After seeing Wang Shen, the man immediately tightened the reins and the horse stopped.

"Wang Shen?"

"Master Pei, what a coincidence!"

Wang Shen glanced at the mountain village in the distance. It was the village where he smelled the smell of blood when he arrived.

"Master Pei, is this business?"

Pei Jin nodded. Something big happened in the village behind him. Almost all the people in the village died, and the death was even miserable. Their stomachs were empty.

Seeing that the New Year was approaching, such a big case occurred, and the place was not far from Ninglong Mansion. The prefect ordered them to solve the case within a time limit.

The two chatted for a few words and were about to leave when they suddenly heard shouts from the village, followed by the sound of whistle arrows.

Pei Jin's expression changed drastically when he heard the whistle and arrow. He immediately turned his horse's head and rushed towards the mountain village where the whistle came.

"Master Pei, do you need help?" Wang Shen shouted.

"No need!" Pei Jin waved his hand.

In the mountain village, several officers from the Ninglong Mansion surrounded a man. This man turned out to be a young monk wearing tattered monk robes.

They were searching for clues near the mountain village. The monk suddenly appeared and picked up the corpses of the villagers when he saw them.

Seeing that he was so abnormal, the officers surrounded him and fired whistle arrows to warn Pei Jin who had not gone far.

"Amitabha, please don't panic, the donors. The young monk is also here for these deceased donors." The monk clasped his palms together and said.

"Do you know who killed these people?"

"Young monk knows that he has been chasing the monster all the way. Unexpectedly, he was still a step late and caused so many innocent people to be killed. This is his fault." The monk spoke with a look of self-blame.

While they were talking, a horse galloped over, and the person who came was none other than Pei Jin.

"Monk?" He was slightly startled when he saw the monk. The monk looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

"What do you call a monk?"

"Little monk is not empty." The monk said. "Fu Kong, Buddhist disciple of Fahua Temple, Master Fu Kong?"

"The donor has given you too much praise. The young monk's cultivation is shallow and he cannot be worthy of the word "master"." Monk Nafu Kong said modestly.

"What's going on?" He turned to ask his subordinates. After figuring out the reason, he turned around and said sorry to the monk.

"What did the master teach these villagers to be killed by?"

"The young monk chased it all the way, but there were some mistakes on the road. Unexpectedly, it ran here and killed these innocent lives."

"May I ask, Master, what kind of monster is that?"

"A monster that specializes in eating humans and is cultivated using human blood and flesh using evil methods." Monk Fukong said.

After saying this, the expressions of several people nearby changed, and they subconsciously looked around, fearing that the monster was still nearby and would spring out from somewhere to kill them.

"The young monk still needs to chase the monster. Please don't stay here any longer. You are no match for the monster." After saying this, the monk jumped up and disappeared into the forest after a few ups and downs.

Outside the mountain village, Wang Shen stared in the direction of the village and saw a figure suddenly leaping up and then disappearing into the jungle.

"Monk, that monk again?"

When he saw Pei Jin coming out of the village on horseback, he patted the horse's butt gently, and the horse raised its hoofs and sputtered away.

The sky was getting safer, and Wang Shenzhen was about to find a place to spend the night, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two people sneaking around not far away.

"Brother, we are so lucky today, this is simply a fairy!"

"We made an agreement just now. I found him, and I have to come first later."

"Hey, that's it, that's it, let me say let's give it to her directly in the field."

"Are you stupid? Why don't you try taking off your pants in the cold weather? This fairy-like person, we don't have to sleep twice more, what if she freezes?"

"Yes, brother, you are very thoughtful."

These two people were walking, and one person and one horse blocked their way.

Wang Shen looked at the two guys in front of him. One was tall and the other was thin. They were wearing tattered cotton-padded jackets. The tall man was carrying a woman on his shoulders. It looked like he had passed out.

"Get out of the way!" The tall man pulled out a short knife from his waist.

After a while, the two fell straight to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Click, click, the rhythmic sound of horse hooves, and there is an extra person on the horse.

The night wind was as cold as a knife, and in a dilapidated house, there was the sound of crackling and burning bonfires.

Wang Shen looked at the woman in front of him. The woman's skin was very white, and her eyebrows were a little red. Even in a coma, she exuded a special smell, charming, this woman is very charming!

The woman's eyelids moved twice and opened a crack. She saw Wang Shen sitting cross-legged and meditating with his eyes closed. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at her clothes. Her expression changed drastically. Someone had searched her body.

"Are you awake?" Wang Shen opened his eyes and looked at the woman.

When he saw the woman's eyes, Wang Shen was slightly startled. When the woman opened her eyes, she became even more charming.

She has a soft figure and charming eyes, is she a vixen?

"Thank you for saving my life, sir." The woman's voice could easily make a man tremble.

Wang Shen said nothing and turned to look at the bonfire, seemingly in a trance.

He searched this woman's body just now, and it was quite handy, no, it was fruitful.

He found a piece of paper from the woman's body and kept it close to her body. There was a line of thick ink on the paper, and there was only one line of thick ink. He cut the piece of paper horizontally.

Seeing Wang Shen's reaction, the woman closed her eyes and lay on the ground.

The man and woman in the broken house got along in this strange way. Time passed slowly, and it was late at night before they knew it.

The woman lying on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Wang Shen, and moved her slender fingers.

Suddenly a gust of fishy wind blew in from outside.

"Be careful!" the woman shouted. Wang Shen opened his eyes, and then he saw a figure rushing in and heading straight for the woman. The woman raised her hand and pointed, and her slender fingers touched the figure.

The figure flew backwards and opened a big hole in the wall of the broken house. The woman's body swayed, and her face immediately turned pale.

Wang Shen turned his head and looked outside.

"What was that just now?"

By the light of the fire, he saw the appearance of the monster. It looked like a child of five or six years old, but his body was bloody, even his eyes were bloody, and his mouth was shockingly big, split directly behind the ears.

After the monster left, it did not go far away. It kept spying on the two people in the broken house not far away.

Wang Shen looked outside, then looked at the woman in front of him in the room. Her lips were red, showing blood. What Wang Shen saw was her fingers, which were slender and delicate, white and tender, but the finger just now was very wonderful.

"Why is the young master staring at the little girl like this?" The woman looked a little shy.

Tsk tsk, Wang Shen praised twice.

Suddenly, he looked up into the night and heard someone coming in the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)

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