Chapter 6 Pride third

Within a few days, Wei Wuxian realized that he might have made a wrong choice.

It is obviously just a donkey, but it only eats fresh and tender grass with dew, and the tip of the grass is a little yellow, so don't eat it. Passing by a farmer, Wei Wuxian stole some wheat straw to feed it. After chewing a few bites, it vomited, louder than spitting on a living person. If he doesn't eat well, he refuses to leave, loses his temper, slaps his son, and Wei Wuxian almost gets kicked by it several times. And the sound is extremely unpleasant.

Whether as a mount or as a pet, it is useless!

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but miss his sword. That sword is probably hanging on the wall by the owner of some big family as a trophy to show people.

Pulling and dragging for a few distances, he passed a large village field. The sun was scorching hot, there was a big locust tree on the edge of the field, the bottom of the locust tree was densely shaded, and there was an old well. The villagers put a bucket and a scoop by the well for passers-by to quench their thirst. Hua Donkey ran here and refused to leave, Wei Wuxian jumped down, patted its buttocks and said, "You are still a rich and noble life, and it is harder to serve than me."

Donkey sprays him.

Among all kinds of rogues, a group of people came from a distance in Qian Mo.

These people weave bamboo baskets with their hands behind their backs, cloth shirts and straw sandals, and they have the rustic vibe of villagers from head to toe. There was a little girl inside, with a round face and a pretty face. Maybe she had been walking under the scorching sun for a long time, and she wanted to come over to drink water. A lunatic with red and white disheveled hair, dare not come.

Wei WuXian, who has always been known as a person who loves fragrance and cherishes jade, moved his nest, moved out a piece of land, and tossed the flower donkey. The group of people saw that he was harmless, so they came to rest assured. All of them were sweating profusely and their cheeks were flushed. Fans fanned and fetched water. The girl sat beside the well, as if knowing that he was giving in, and smiled at Wei Wuxian.

One of them held a compass in his hand, looked into the distance, lowered his head and asked in confusion, "Why is this pointer still moving when we are almost at the foot of Dafan Mountain?"

This compass carving and pointer are very strange, not an ordinary compass. It is not used to refer to the east, west and northwest, but is used to refer to the "wind evil disk" that is ferocious and evil. Wei Wuxian knew in his heart that he had met a poor and poor rural retail businessman. In addition to the wealthy and wealthy families in the spring and snow, there are also many such small families who study behind closed doors. Wei WuXian pondered, maybe he came from the countryside to join a big family with a close relationship, or maybe he went hunting at night.

The leading middle-aged man greeted people to drink water and said: "Is your compass broken? I'll replace it with a new one. There is less than ten miles to Dafan Mountain, so we can't rest for a long time. , If you just slack off here and let people get ahead of you when you fall behind, it's not worth it."

It's definitely a night hunt. Many immortal aristocratic families like elegance and call it "safari" to travel around and eliminate demons and subdue demons, and because these things often appear at night, they are also called "night hunting". There are so many Xiuxian families, but there are only a few who are famous and come and go. If it is not for the rich accumulation of ancestors, ordinary families want to be listed in the upper ranks and become famous, and gain prestige and respect in Xuanmen, they must show actual achievements. When the ferocious monsters are captured or the Li Sha who is responsible for the disaster, the family's words have weight.

This is Wei Wuxian's specialty, but he has been running around on the road these past few days, breaking through a few graves, and the ones he hunted are little ghosts. He was on hand with a ghost general who would help him make a fortune, and he made up his mind to go to Dafanshan to try his luck. If it is useful, then grab it and put it away.

The pedestrian had rested enough and was ready to go. Before leaving, the round-faced girl took out a small half-green apple from the trunk and handed it to him: "This is for you."

Wei Wuxian smiled and reached out to pick it up, but the donkey raised its head and bit its teeth. Wei Wuxian hurriedly grabbed it. Seeing that the donkey coveted the little apple, he was so blessed that he picked up a long branch and a fishing line, hung the apple, and picked it in front of the flower donkey's head. Hua Donkey smelled the fragrance of the apple in front of him and wanted to eat it. He chased the apple that was a little too short, and rushed forward with his head held high. It was faster than all the famous foals Wei Wuxian had ever seen, and he rode absolutely in the dust. !

The donkey didn't stop, and Wei Wuxian arrived at Dafan Mountain before it got dark. It was not until the foot of the mountain that he knew that this Brahma is not the other. From a distance, Yamagata looks like a dwarf Buddha with a wide heart and a fat body, hence the name. There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, which is called Buddha's Foot Town.

There were far more monks gathered here than he had imagined. They were mixed with fish and dragons, and people were dazzled by the clothes and colors of each family, walking through the streets. For some reason, everyone looked nervous, and when they saw his ghostly appearance, they didn't have time to laugh at him.

In the middle of the long street, a group of monks gathered together and were talking seriously. There seems to be a lot of disagreement, Wei Wuxian heard them talking from a distance, it was fine at first, but then he got excited for some reason:

"...I don't think there are any soul-eating beasts or soul-eating evil spirits in this place. It is clear that all the indicators of the Fengxie Pan have not changed."

"If not, how did these seven townspeople suffer from the disease of lost souls? They must all have the same strange disease, right? I have never heard of this disease!"

"The Fengxie Pan must not have been pointed out? It can only point to a general direction. It is not precise enough to be trusted. Maybe there is something nearby that can obstruct its pointing."

"I don't even think about who made the Fengxie Pan, and I've never heard of anything that can disturb the direction of its indicators."

"What do you mean? Why do I listen to you so weird? Of course I know that the Fengxie Pan was made by Wei Ying, but what he does is not perfect, isn't it allowed for others to question it?"

"I didn't say that you were not allowed to question it, and I didn't say that what he did was perfect, why should you spray people with blood!"

So they started arguing in the other direction, and Wei Wuxian passed by on a donkey. I don't want to think that after so many years, he is still in the arrogance of the monks. The so-called "everyone will quarrel with Wei", if you vote for the most popular one among the hundreds of families, whoever he is.

In all fairness, what the cultivator said was correct, the current general Fengxie Pan was the first version he made, and it was indeed lacking in precision. He was in the process of improving it, and he was smashed by someone before he finished changing the old nest, so he had to aggrieve everyone and continue to use the first version with insufficient precision.

Having said that, most of the low-level people who eat flesh and bones are like walking corpses; only the more gentle and elegant high-level monsters or ghosts can suck and digest their souls, and even eat seven in one go. No wonder so many families gather here. Since night prey is no trivial matter, it is inevitable for Feng Xie to make some mistakes.

Wei Wuxian restrained the rope, jumped off the back of the donkey, and brought the apple that hung the donkey all the way to its mouth: "One bite, just one bite...Bah, you're going to eat my whole hand with this one bite. ."

He picked up the apple and took two bites on the other side, stuffed it back into the donkey's mouth, and reflected on why he was reduced to sharing the same apple with a donkey, and suddenly bumped into someone with his back. When I looked back, I saw a young girl. Although she bumped into him, she didn't pay attention to him at all, her eyes were blank, her face was smiling, and she looked straight in a certain direction.

Wei Wuxian followed her gaze. That direction is from the dark top of the mountain, which is Dafan Mountain.

Suddenly, the girl danced in front of him without warning.

Wei Wuxian was watching this wild dance posture, showing his teeth and claws, when a woman ran over with a skirt, hugged her and cried, "Aro, let's go back, let's go back!"

Ah Rou struggled to get rid of her, the smile on her face did not fade from the beginning to the end, with a kind of creepy love, she continued to dance and dance, the woman had to run after her all over the street, running and humming cry. A trader on the side said, "A rouge from Blacksmith Zheng's house ran out again."

"Her mother is so pitiful. Ah Rou, Ah Rou's husband, and her husband, none of them are good..."

Wei Wuxian wandered around, and from the scattered words of people from all walks of life, he sorted out the strange things that happened here.

On Dafan Mountain, there is an ancient burial ground. Most of the ancestral tombs of the townspeople in Buddha's Foot Town are here. A few months ago, there was a night of thunder and lightning, and the storm raged. The rainstorm washed away, and after one night, a landslide collapsed in Dafan Mountain, which was the cemetery. Many old tombs were destroyed, and several coffins were dug out of the earth, and the coffin lids were blown away by a lightning strike, and even the corpse and the coffin were scorched black.

The townspeople of Buddha's Foot Town were very uneasy. Who knows, since then, people who lost their souls began to appear frequently in Buddha's Foot Town.

The first is a slob. This person was a poor man, and he was idle on weekdays, because he always liked to go up the mountain to catch birds and play, but he was trapped in Dafan Mountain on the night of the landslide, and was scared to death. Fortunately, his life was safe. The strange thing is that a few days after he came back, he suddenly married a daughter-in-law and married with great fanfare.

On the wedding night, he was so drunk that he lay down on the bed and didn't get up. When the bride called him, he should not. After pushing it, he found that the groom's eyes were straight and his whole body was cold. Except that he could breathe, he was no different from a dead person. After lying down for a few days without eating or drinking, he fell into the ground with peace of mind. The poor bride was widowed before she got married.

The second is Ah Rou of Zheng's blacksmith's house. The little girl had just booked a marriage, but the future husband-in-law was killed by a jackal on the mountain while hunting the next day. After she learned about this, the situation of the previous lazy man also appeared. Fortunately, after a period of time, her delusional disorder was cured by herself. But since then, people have also become crazy, dancing outside with a smile every day for people to see.

The third is A Yan's father, Zheng Blacksmith. Seven people have been killed in a row so far.

Wei WuXian pondered that it was probably a Soul Eater, not a Soul Eater.

Although the two are different, they are completely different things. Sha is a ghost, and a beast is a monster. In his opinion, it may be that the landslide collapsed the ancient tomb, and the thunder cracked open the coffin, releasing the old old man who rested in it. Whether or not it is, let him take a look at what kind of coffin it is and whether there is any seal left. But the townspeople of Buddha's Foot Town must have buried the charred coffin long ago, and re-converged the bones into the ground, so there must be not many traces left.

To go up the mountain, one has to take the mountain road from the town. Wei Wuxian slowly walked up the slope on his donkey. After walking for a while, a few people went down with a bad look on their faces.

Some of the pedestrians had wounds on their faces and were talking nonsense. The sky was dark, and they bumped into a donkey rider with a hanged ghost makeup face. Qi Qi was startled, scolded, and hurried downhill around him. Wei Wuxian turned his head and thought, could it be that the prey got stuck in his hands and returned home by blowing feathers? After a little thought, he patted the butt of the donkey, and trotted up the mountain.

He just missed the following complaints from this group of people:

"Never seen such domineering!"

"The owner of such a big family needs to come here to grab a Soul Eater from us? He killed a lot of them when he was young!"

"Is there any way, whoever makes others the suzerain. No one can offend the Jiang family, and no one can offend Jiang Cheng. Pack up your things and go away, admit it's your own misfortune!"