The Heartless Mage Chapter 169: Shadows (1)

Inadvertently, he ran and shouted. After shouting two or three times, he suddenly closed his mouth and realized that what he shouted was not quite right. Looking back, there were no chasing troops behind, the village alley was still empty, only the nearest courtyard door opened slightly, and one eye was bewilderedly behind the door, a trembling voyeur.

Wuxin stopped and moved his gaze to meet the eyes in the crack of the door. The eye immediately shivered away, and the crumbling Chaimen immediately closed tightly. At the same time, the militia team from a few alleys heard the sound, and because they recognized Wuxin as a cadre from the county, they were extremely nervous: "Comrade, what's the matter?"

Wuxin slowly raised her hand and pointed to Xiaocui's house deep in the alley: "There are enemies over there that are sabotaging."

As soon as the militiamen heard it, they immediately came to the spirit: "What did they do?"

Wanxin replied without thinking, "I passed by her house, and her family... robbed my shirt!"

The militiaman is a little dumbfounded: "Ah? His family dares to rob it? The two immortals are really fascinated. Don't be afraid, comrade, we will go there!"

The voice fell, and several militiamen walked forward in a hurry. When they arrived at the door of Xiaocui's house, the two courtyard doors were wide open, and the militiamen led by them strode into the courtyard to take a look, and immediately said stupidly: "No, his family's Xiaocui, isn't he buried tomorrow?"

The rest of the people followed closely. Since there were only two houses, the search was completed in an instant. Xiaocui is gone, and so are the old couple. The twilight was bleak, but the horizon was a rouge red. The militiamen stood in the courtyard looking at each other in dismay, and someone said, "The two old men are not buried, right?"

One of the audience yawned and stuck his head out of the courtyard gate to look at the alley: "The county cadres have already left, let's go back and rest. What if we don't? Go to the cemetery to find someone?"

As soon as I said this, I was immediately echoed by others: "Yes, let's talk about it tomorrow. Let the captain make up his mind tomorrow."

When the militiamen wanted to withdraw, Wuxin had already seen Chen Daguang. After recounting what he saw tonight, he finally told Chen Daguang: "Wake up a little at night, not afraid of 10,000, just in case."

Chen Daguang almost wanted to invite Wuxin to sleep with him, but after thinking about it, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed and embarrassed: "Wuxin, if something happens—I mean if, what can happen? Like in the county Like, the dead are resurrected to seek revenge from the living?"

Wuxin was stopped by him: "I'm not a ghost, so I don't know her mind. Probably... right!"

Chen Daguang nodded thoughtfully, and said no more, he just hid a hatchet before going to bed. As long as the enemy is tangible, no matter how fierce he is, he has the confidence to chop the opponent into minced meat.

Wuxin had done enough for Chen Daguang, hurriedly went out and entered the door, and returned to the small courtyard where he lived. Pushing the door and looking inward, he found that Su Tao had just washed her hair and was now sitting on the edge of the kang wiping water droplets all over her face. Holding her long, heavy, wet hair in one hand and a half-dry white towel in the other, she held her chest, as if she couldn't carry her hair, and turned her face to look at Wuxin. The really good shirt on the outside and the close-fitting vest on the inside were taken off, leaving only a thin layer of undershirt on her body. The collar and cuffs were washed and lost their shape, and the loose outline of her body was drawn, and her chest was bulging. Yingyingchaochuo has two peaches.

There was an oil lamp in the room, and while closing the door unintentionally, he took a breath of water vapor in the air: "Have you washed your hair?"

As if she was always on guard against eavesdropping by outsiders, Su Tao replied in a low voice: "Well, it can be considered a wash. Yesterday, I untied my braids, and my hair smelled sour."

Then she put down the towel and tossed her hair, her pink face half hidden in the long wet black hair. Raising her hand to tuck her messy hair behind her ear, she raised her foot and shrank up on the kang: "I left a basin of water for you, it's on the ground."

Wanxin went to get her towel, but she automatically turned her back to the bottom of the kang, and lowered her head to tease Bai Liuli with a lock of hair. Wuxin took a sloppy shower, then twisted the towel and wiped the sweat all over. After blowing out the oil lamp, he closed the door on the kang, patted the pillow and said, "Tao Tao, we will sleep on one end tonight."

Su Tao was stunned for a moment, but didn't ask any further questions. She crawled to Wuxin and lay down beside Wuxin on all fours. Without thinking, she put Wuxin's arm on the pillow. Looking up at Wuxin, she suddenly asked, "Wuxin, at what age can you get married?"

Wuxin raised a hand, spread out five fingers and put her palms together: "How old are you? I don't know, either eighteen or twenty, or twenty or twenty-two, in short, it has to be a big girl."

Closed his fingers and held Su Tao's hand, he lowered his head slightly to look into her eyes: "What? Chen Daguang urged you to argue with me again?"

Su Tao didn't see Chen Daguang's face at all that night, but she didn't make any excuses, she just plotted in her heart. Take an intermediate value, let's say twenty. She was still five years away from her twenties, and for a teenage child, five years was a long and almost scary time.

Tentatively pressing her forehead against Wuxin's collarbone, she asked in a low voice, "Wuxin, the cosmos in the broken house, is it already a film?"

Inadvertently pushed her shoulders and turned her back to him. Concentrating on the movement inside and outside the house, he replied absentmindedly, "Of course."

Su Tao is a pessimistic person, and doesn't even know if she can live to talk about that marriage certificate in five years. Recalling the ruins where they lived in late spring and the unopened cosmos on the ruins, she closed her eyes full of desolation. There was a little weight moving on the calf, and it was Bai Liuli who was shaking her head and waving her tail. A warm, round head touched the palm of her hand, she moved her fingers lightly, and touched Bai Liuli's back.

The room is getting darker and quieter, and the landlord and couple next door can be heard snoring. The kang was built against the wall on three sides under the window, and I opened my eyes to look out the window. The entire Heishuiwa is located in the mountains. Of course, slanting yang and yin is not a big thing, it's just a small problem, neither hurting people nor killing people; but the new ghosts in the village, adding yin to yin, it is a bit difficult to handle. Wuxin wrapped an arm around Su Tao's waist loosely, and at the same time, she saw that it was pitch black outside, and there were no stars or moon above the sky. Suddenly, an unusual breath alarmed him, and he sat up suspiciously, feeling that a goblin seemed to be coming outside the door.

Goblins belong to the evil way, and they are closer to ghosts than people. Wuxin winked at Bai Liuli, then got off the kang, put on shoes, and walked out quietly. The closer to the door, the stronger the demonic energy, but this demonic energy is different, very fresh and bloodless. Pushing open the door and looking out, he saw that there was indeed a living creature on the top of the courtyard wall, it was a large gray owl.

The owl is very common. It is a nocturnal animal. It is not very beautiful, and it is not very bad. No one will provoke it. Suddenly found someone came out, it squatted on the wall motionless, only made a series of shrill and hoarse screams.

Generally speaking, villagers turn a blind eye to it because they think it is not a lucky thing. As soon as it made a sound, it indicated that it would kill people, but Wuxin ignored its warning. Creeping all the way to the front of the courtyard wall, he held his head high and looked at the owl. Owls have big eyes, and he has big eyes too. The two sides stared at each other for a long time like big-eyed thieves. Finally, the light in the owl's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he turned sideways and raised a wing to cover his vicious beak. Wu Liuliu's big eyes filled with sparkling tears, and it changed to a pitiful face.

Inadvertently, I bent down and took off one shoe, and raised my arm to face the owl, which is the sole of the shoe: "Don't pretend to be cute to me, you can go far away!"

The owl was slapped by him, and immediately flapped its wings and flew away. It turns out that this owl has lived for hundreds of years, and it really has a bit of demonic aura. Those who make monsters and monsters like to go to places with heavy yin, because it is beneficial to practice. Now that it is aware, it flew to the black puddle in the night, trying to absorb some ghostly essence. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped on the wall of a house, he met Wuxin's eyes. Although it also has sharp beaks and claws, it is extremely timid and values ​​peace. It hit the sole of a shoe for no reason, and it didn't dare to fight, and flew to someone else's house with its big wings.