That wretched vixen has disguised herself as my wife!

Xie Yunqi shivered.

“Yes, I think he will keep the captured people here.”

Jiang Jingming paused for a moment before continuing:

"So after we fell, I didn't try to find any light because I was afraid you'd be scared. I figured there were probably a lot of corpses scattered around here, and the musty and stench masked the smell of blood."

"..."

Xie Yunqi silently moved a few steps closer to him, fearing that there might be a mangled corpse lying behind him.

Jiang Jingming curled the corners of his mouth:

“We’ve just seen how it eats, so I’m sure we’re safe for now.”

Hearing him say that, Xie Yunqi couldn't help but recall the scene he had just witnessed.

The person whose arm was half eaten away by the cannibal... is still alive.

Therefore, it eats raw food.

The two of them are currently locked in the cellar, but the cannibal will open the door sooner or later to devour them.

That's their chance to get out of here.

"Besides, that wasn't a ghost, Miss saw it too, right?"

Jiang Jingming slowly got up, and he could already hear a slight tremor coming from the ground above him.

“That’s something that can be killed.”

He gripped the hilt of the knife and tilted his head back.

A loud crash came from the cellar door. Xie Yunqi stood up and was shielded by Xie Yunqi's hand.

"boom!"

The heavy door panel cracked, and moonlight, like water, poured down.

Aqing carried a heavy axe in one hand, kicked aside the remaining planks, and looked down into the depths of the cellar.

Jiang Jingming, with his long sword slung over his shoulder, smiled slightly at Xie Yunqi.

"It is fate, young lady, you have lost."

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Moon Sets, and So Do I

The two walked up the stairs, adjusting to the light.

Finally, Xie Yunqi mustered up his courage, turned around, and looked at the place where he had just been by the moonlight.

It was a scene straight out of hell.

In the corner were piles of clearly human remains, along with mutilated and rotting chicken and duck carcasses, their murky blood mixed together, making it look like a slaughterhouse that was never cleaned.

No wonder Jiang Jingming didn't try to find candles or anything; sometimes, not seeing is also a form of kindness.

Xie Yunqi forced himself to stay awake and crawled to the ground.

"Miss Xie!"

Lu Zhao was leaning on another axe, panting heavily.

He really couldn't understand how to wield this thing, after all, he had only practiced with a light sword with one hand since he was a child, and didn't know what it meant to split a mountain with force.

He had just felt he needed to take on the responsibilities of a man, so he volunteered to chop down the cellar door. After chopping it down more than a dozen times, the door showed no signs of breaking, clearly indicating that it had been reinforced.

Lu Zhao inspected it and found that the door had several layers, was not only thick and heavy but also cast in iron, as if it was used to imprison some kind of ferocious beast.

"No, it won't split. We need to think of another way."

After hearing his words, Aqing did not speak, but simply picked up the other axe with one hand.

Just as Lu Zhao was about to dissuade him, he heard a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth had been split open.

This seemingly frail woman, who appears to be completely helpless, is demonstrating to him what it means to split a mountain in two.

The gate, thicker than the city wall, collapsed at a visible speed, sending iron filings and splinters flying, sparks flying everywhere.

Lu Zhao was dumbfounded.

what is this?

If I remember correctly, this girl is repairing short swords, right?

Logically, shouldn't it be a weapon that requires more skill than a longsword?

Please, what is the meaning of this majestic aura, which is like that of the god Pangu?

Fang Zhiyi seemed to have foreseen this, and hid far away, using her sleeve to shield herself from the blinding sparks.

"That was amazing!"

Her tone was clearly sarcastic, and for a moment Lu Zhao wanted to find a place to bury himself.

The door was completely destroyed. Aqing kicked away the remaining wooden planks in the corners, frowned slightly, and moved her wrists.

His expression was natural, calm and composed.

Lu Zhao clutched his chest, feeling a little short of breath.

Is this what it feels like for a hard-working individual to encounter a prodigy from a prestigious sect...?

The next second, he saw a certain young lady huffing and puffing as she climbed up.

Lu Zhao felt a little relieved; at least the young lady was alright.

After all, if something happened to her, he wouldn't need to report back to Shenduwei; he could just find a hole and bury himself.

"..."

Lu Zhao gasped, covered his face, and cried out in anguish:

"Young Miss, why are you dressed like that?!"

"Oh."

Xie Yunqi looked down and caught a glimpse of his bare, slender legs.

"Don't make a fuss! It was just a cut I got while chasing that man-eating monster."

Jiang Jingming followed behind her, and took off an outer robe and handed it to her.

Xie Yunqi took it, wrapped it around his waist, and impatiently shouted:

"Alright, alright! You old fogey!"

"Fortunately, Commander Xie is not here."

Lu Zhao sighed deeply, feeling that he must have aged ten years in the past few days.

Aqing casually tossed the axe aside and came forward to greet him.

Jiang Jingming approached, casually patted her head, and said with a smile:

"It's a little faster than I expected."

"Ah."

Aqing nodded, her soft hair brushing against his palm.

Lu Zhao caught up, patted him on the shoulder, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you're alright. Thank goodness Jingming was here!"

Jiang Jingming simply smiled and then asked:

"What happened when you were walking ahead of us?"

"When we entered the village, we felt only death and could not sense the presence of any living people. We vaguely saw a light in the distance and wanted to investigate, but when we got closer, the light disappeared. When we realized what was happening and went back to look for you, we couldn't find you either."

Lu Zhao was still somewhat frightened as he recounted this.

"Fortunately, with Miss Aqing leading the way, we were able to find you so quickly."

"Hmph! We actually saw that man-eating demon!"

Xie Yunqi became smug again, even though he had been trembling with fear just moments before.

"What? What does it look like?"

Jiang Jingming shrugged and answered truthfully:

"It looks just like the picture on the notice posted by the tea stall owner."

"But how could such a thing exist in the world?"

Lu Zhao stared wide-eyed, incredulous.

"Its body is swollen like a ball, but it has a child's head on top... Oh dear!"

Xie Yunqi suddenly felt the inadequacy of language, unable to describe just how bizarre that thing was.

It wasn't until Fang Zhiyi, who had been standing at a distance, suddenly spoke up.

"Oh, is that what it looks like?"

She turned around with a smile and pointed to the back of the house.

In an instant, everyone gripped their weapons and crept stealthily toward her.

Behind the house was a well, and the man-eating ghost sat beside it.

He was holding an embroidery needle in his hand, threaded with hemp, which gleamed faintly silver in the moonlight.

He is sewing an arm back onto his body.

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the surroundings.

Everyone fell silent, and then you could hear the sounds coming from the cannibalistic demon.

The sound of a long needle piercing flesh, and the long, muffled sound emanating from its throat.

What is he saying?

Xie Yunqi huddled behind A Qing and Jiang Jingming, not daring to look.

"I can't hear clearly."

Jiang Jingming shook his head.

The arm was gradually sewn onto its belly, and it seemed quite satisfied with this, so it excitedly jumped up and down, looking like a child dancing with joy.

"Is this... hell...?"

Lu Zhao's face was deathly pale, as if he had been dead for three days.

He now feels he shouldn't have left the capital. He thinks it would have been better to stay in the city and be a nobody, living a muddled and uneventful life.

How could the world outside the capital be like this?

The cannibal seemed to be immersed in its own joy, completely unaware of the five people standing to the side.

"It's using well water to look in a mirror."

Aqing looked up and quietly gazed at the moon in the sky.

Under such moonlight, the water reflects people very clearly, like the best mirror.

"It can even look in a mirror..."

Xie Yunqi was stunned for a long time.

She had thought that after locking them in the cellar, the cannibal would find a place to hide or escape, but it just stayed in its house and even had the leisure to admire itself.

At this moment, Fang Zhiyi clapped her hands lightly, as if she had suddenly remembered.

“Lord Lu, when I came in just now, I saw what looked like tea leaves drying on the rack by the door.”

"Really?!"

Lu Zhao's expression hardened, and he immediately turned and walked into the courtyard.

"Tea? It's from that boss!"