Legend of Monsters: The Prince Saw a Ghost Alive

Chapter 3
Unknowingly, the night thickened, and the wind outside blew the pagoda tree forest, making it sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling.The clear moon in the night sky couldn't shine through, and the surroundings were pitch black, and there was not even a trace of starlight.Only in the lobby of Yizhuang, a few candles were flickering and might be extinguished at any time.

The Qingchi side was busy, and the village chief took people to clear the pit, and even put more firewood in the pit.Some family members of the deceased also bravely came out and took the lead in throwing some yellow money into the pit as a way of seeing off their loved ones.

However, at this moment, suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes in the valley outside the village. The villagers looked up and saw a faint light of fire coiling in the valley.Everyone watched quietly for a while, and whoever said loudly as if waking up from a dream first: "Did the officers and soldiers come!"

The villagers were in an uproar and were also very panicked.If it is really an officer and a soldier, it will be a disaster.Because no one knows how the officers and soldiers will deal with it. I heard that the safest way is to kill and burn the entire village to prevent the epidemic from spreading.

When the sound of horseshoes was getting closer and a large group of people and horses gradually appeared in the distant night, accompanied by the metal friction sound of iron weapons, the villagers were all in a mess, like ants on a hot pot, panicking. Go round and round.

Sure enough, they are officers and soldiers!
They wanted to escape but they didn't know which direction to flee, not to mention how they could escape the fast horses of the officers and soldiers.After a while, the horse team surrounded them and drove all the villagers towards the village without letting any one escape.

The villagers were terrified, and they knelt down and cried, "Master Guan, please forgive me! Lord Official, please spare me! None of us are sick! Others will recover soon!"

As the voice fell, the wind in the valley lingered and flew, as if blowing away the haze that spread across the sky, revealing the starry night and the lonely moon.

The surrounding officers and soldiers moved away from the middle to the two sides, and the horseshoes rattled a few times melodiously and slowly.A figure riding a horse slowly came out from the darkness. Under the firelight, it looked like a golden sand painting. The closer it got, the brighter it became, until the contours of the facial features were clearly visible.

This person was dressed in white, with a black robe loosely draped over his shoulders, and he was holding the rein in his hand.He has a deep silhouette, his eyebrows fly into his temples, his eyes are like sparks from distant mountains, he wears a forehead guard on his forehead, inlaid with a blue gemstone, glowing with a deep and faint light, his hair hangs down and falls between the black robes on his shoulders, Under the oily yellow light, it adds a bit of smoke and fire, otherwise, I would have thought it was some kind of god who came to the world on a horse, with a nobleness that is hard to ignore, as if he was born to be superior to all living beings wait.

The villagers were all stunned, too shocked to even speak.

He sat on the horseback, leaned slightly, and said in a clean but indifferent voice: "Are you villagers from Wu Ji Village?"

The villagers nodded hesitantly in trepidation.

He asked again: "How is the epidemic situation in the village?"

The village head stood up tremblingly, and replied: "Master Huiguan, all the sick people have been locked up. Tonight we plan to deal with the sick corpses. The village just invited a Taoist expert back. She is here It must be fine, please forgive us, Master Guan!"

He was noncommittal: "A master of Taoism?" Then he looked down at the villagers and said, "Take me into the village."

As soon as the words came out, the officers and soldiers around him hesitated.The leader said in surprise: "His Royal Highness Zhan Wang, absolutely not! Wuji Village is plagued by plague. According to reliable news, once infected with the plague, there will be no survivors!"

This shout of "His Royal Highness the King of War" made the hearts of the villagers tremble.Wuji Village is located in a remote place, with little news. The villagers here are simple and unpretentious. They may not know the great reputation of the King of War in Beiheng, but he is a prince anyway. What kind of person is the prince? They enter the village.

That night, the officers and soldiers surrounded the village and set up defenses at the entrance of the village in order to prevent the villagers from escaping.

Bei Jiuyuan wanted to enter the village, but no one could persuade him.He brought a figure who looked like a doctor by his side, and followed the villagers into the gloomy village entrance as if nothing had happened.

After entering the village, Bei Jiuyuan asked the doctor to check on the patient's condition, while he went to Yizhuang to have a look.

The village head rubbed his forehead in a cold sweat and was very worried: "All the people parked in the yizhuang are dead people. What is the prince going to see? It's better not to go. I'm afraid it will stain the prince's eyes and scare the prince..."

Bei Jiuyuan walked on the dead and dark village road, with only the faint moonlight above his head, which made the white corners of his black robe pure and flawless. place.He said: "Isn't there still one alive? I also want to see, what kind of master is that?"

"This..." the village head struggled, "Actually...she is a disciple of a master..."

If the prince finds out that the so-called Daoist is just a young Taoist priest...would he have committed the crime of deception?That Qingchi Xiaodao leader is a master of Taoism, let alone the prince doesn't believe it, he himself doesn't believe it.Just now, in order to save his life, he said it out of desperation.

Seeing Yizhuang, he felt that the village chief was afraid, so Bei Jiuyuan didn't put pressure on him. He stopped under the shade of a pagoda tree and looked sideways at the village chief: "Aren't we going to deal with sick corpses tonight? What should be prepared? Do not continue to prepare."

The village chief agreed, turned his head and retreated.It seems that they met a reasonable prince, and the prince will definitely reward good people... He was afraid that if he ran too slowly, he would be held accountable for deception.

Bei Jiuyuan looked up at the shadow of locust tree covering the sky and closing the moon, with its teeth and claws stretched out, frowned faintly, then raised his foot and walked to Yizhuang in front of him with lights the size of soybeans flickering.

Facing a room full of dead bodies, Qing Chi probably did too much work and forgot to be afraid.First of all, she helped each corpse to tidy up and groom, which was her specialty. When Master took over the job of expelling corpses, she was responsible for grooming the corpses.

After smoothing the corners of their clothes, Qingchi took out a set of tidying tools, trimmed eyebrows and shaved, cut hair and wiped cheeks, and did everything in an orderly and meticulous manner.While doing Qingchi, he babbled: "Don't think about thanking me, the poor are paid for doing these things, and I want you to live a little bit more decently, so that you won't be ridiculed by those little ghosts when you get to the underworld... Pindao's make-up skills are very good, all the dead ghosts in a hundred miles like my make-up, I promise to make you a beautiful corpse..."

When Bei Jiuyuan was at the door and was about to raise his front foot and walk in, he suddenly heard Qing Chi's godly babble, and he was a little... not sure how to comment.

This is what the village head said about the Taoist master's apprentice?
(End of this chapter)