Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Chapter 102 A Bunch of Beasts!

"Waaaaah~"

I was already terrified by the red and white things scattered all over the ground under the locust tree.

And now another blood-red hand is covering its mouth and nose.

Although it was only partially closed, the force was not strong.

But the chilling cold and the pricking pain were still challenging Bai Jingzu's mental limits.

These aren't human hands!

Definitely not manpower!

Bai Jingzu, who felt as if he had been strangely shoved onto the shoulder, instantly had tears welling up in his eyes. As tears streamed down his face, his trembling vocal cords emitted a mournful sob.

As the saying goes, if you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear.

Of course, there are also those purely evil people who believe they are doomed to die no matter what, and they have no respect for ghosts or monsters, or even for gods or Buddhas.

Clearly, although Bai Jingzu had a bad temper, he hadn't reached the point of being completely unrestrained.

Moreover, he was not afraid of the cunning hand, but this boy in front of him, who seemed to be a lackey of the imperial court and had no sense of rules or reason, was far more terrifying than the monsters. He had also brought back some distant memories for him.

Back when the imperial court above us was still the Qing Dynasty.

This is what the adults who came to collect grain and poppies looked like.

They were arrogant and prone to beatings and scoldings. If they were unlucky, they could even be whipped to death by the adults.

However, while the officials and yamen runners of that time were fierce, they were not as brutal and cunning as they were back then.

But the current officials...

Feeling the hands gripping his shoulders like iron clamps, feeling the bloodied hand gradually appearing in his vision from behind his scalp and through his hair, its bent fingers hanging over his eyes, Bai Jingzu's resolve was finally broken by fear: "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

The desperate scream abruptly stopped the bloodied hand that had already grabbed down.

The bright red fingers were almost touching his eyelids, and the chilling coldness made his eyes ache.

In the face of life and death, he couldn't care less about anything else and was about to tell the whole story when, at that moment, one of the villagers, who had been stunned by the pool of blood and stood there dumbfounded, suddenly came to his senses and cursed at Bai Jingzu: "Third brother, you dare to say a word?"

"It's fine if you die, but do you want to drag everyone else down with you?"

"Oh, right, think about your stupid son. If you die, the villagers will still take care of him, but if you kill everyone, we'll go to the underworld with you. Forget about leaving your stupid son any inheritance; even the ancestral line will end with you!"

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The more people came to their senses, the more chatter they became.

The threats that struck at his sore spot gave Bai Jingzu, who was on the verge of collapse, a little confidence back.

Zhang Wei frowned. With his will, the bloody hand that had been crawling all over Bai Jingzu's head suddenly dissipated. A gust of foul wind swept by, accompanied by a wail. The group that had spoken earlier collapsed to the ground in agony, vomiting a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Those villagers who dared to speak were immediately beaten until all their teeth were knocked out.

The crowd, which had been eager to move, now cowered like quails.

Despite their fear, getting them to leave was absolutely out of the question.

This was not simply due to the intimidation caused by Zhang Wei's methods; similarly, they also attempted to use a human wall to prevent Zhang Wei from entering the village.

The idea is ridiculous, but if it's not an inspector but some bad guy, doing this will only provoke them and cause them to start a massacre.

pity!

It wasn't the heretical cultivator who arrived, but Zhang Wei.

Although he sensed the intense resentment and sinister aura in the village through the blood demon after landing rapidly, he was ultimately both a patrolman and a human being.

He can act first and ask for permission later to a certain extent, but he cannot arbitrarily kill innocent people!

I wish this were a demon village.

Or perhaps these guys are all just talkers, like those few at the beginning who came up with kitchen knives and hoes and started waving them at Zhang Wei's head.

A legitimate counterattack, which involved merging them, was somewhat against the rules, but it was in accordance with the law.

Now, he is certain that these people are involved in some underhanded dealings, and he is also certain that the so-called golden silk grass is definitely not a legitimate thing. But he still needs some video evidence to prove their crimes.

But this didn't stop Zhang Wei from temporarily restraining the villagers who were in the way while waiting for the recording equipment to be installed.

"Brother Zhang!"

After waiting for about ten minutes, An Yixi and Ge Junxie, who had parachuted separately and landed in a nearby location, also arrived at the big locust tree in Anhe Village following the location on their ID cards.

Watching the villagers circle the old locust tree, their eyes vacant, Ge Jun, who was working with them for the first time, was a little dumbfounded. But he quickly recovered and subtly gestured towards the recorder in his collar: "Zhang Xun, what's this?"

"Oh, I'm not too sure either. They were just walking around here when we came over. Maybe it's a local custom." Zhang Wei raised his hand.

During the filming, Ge Jun deliberately avoided the controversial areas, focusing instead on filming the circling crowd and the pool of blood on the ground: "And what about the bloodstains on the ground?"

"It should be part of the custom." Although Zhang Wei is not an actor, he knew what he was doing at this moment: "You know, some places in Taihang have blood festivals, and there may be similar customs here, but whether the blood on the ground is poultry blood or something else, we have to wait for professional equipment to test it."

"Okay, Zhang Xun, I'll collect the soil samples and test them when we get back!"

Regardless of whether this process seems rigid, just tell me whether there were any records!

Zhang Wei and Ge Jun worked together to fill in the missing footage of him from the recorder, while An Yixi, standing to the side, didn't seem to care.

He knew that Brother Zhang only talked about the rules, but when it came to real-life situations, he was more decisive than him.

"Alright, since there's an event in Anhe Village, let's go check it out while they're too busy!"

Seeing that Ge Jun had obtained enough records, he gave himself a subtle hand gesture, and Zhang Wei understood and changed the subject.

The three of them walked together, bypassing the circling crowd, and went straight into the village.

"No, you can't go in!"

"Murder! Help! Help! The imperial court is abusing an old woman!"

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As soon as the three entered the courtyard, an old woman ran towards them.

The other person's gaze lingered on An Yixi and Ge Junxie's collars for only a moment before they immediately lay down on the ground, hugged their legs tightly, and began to howl like a pig being slaughtered.

Upon hearing the noise, the sound of doors opening could be heard from the surrounding courtyards.

The three exchanged a glance, and An Yixi picked up the old woman and carried Zhang Wei and Ge Junxie straight into the courtyard.

Before the person even arrived, the bloodthirsty aura followed.

One by one, the tightly closed doors were smashed open by the strong wind.

A low, panicked shout from the room on the west side caught Zhang Wei's attention.

Driven by the Blood Fiend, he rushed into the room first, and then immediately retreated like the wind. Following closely behind, Ge Junxie, who peeked into the room, also turned pale instantly, but he still had to record the footage and could not leave as easily as Zhang Wei.

In the pitch-black room, where only a few rays of sunlight shone through the cracks in the window, a pretty girl lay on the kang (a heated brick bed).

The darkness of the room could not conceal her beautiful face, nor could it conceal her scantily clad body and the iron chains binding her hands and feet.

Unconvinced, Ge Junxie took advantage of the commotion outside the courtyard gate to jump over the wall and enter another courtyard.

A few minutes later, he jumped back over the wall from another direction and looked into the courtyard. He nodded with difficulty to the two patrol officers who were looking at him from the gate.

There are no lucky breaks, no exceptions.

In Anhe Village, almost every household has a room like this for raising animals.

The only difference was the number of heated brick beds in the room. The more heated brick beds there were, the more people there were. However, most of them were not as lucky as the girl in front of them, as most of them were already pregnant.

Scenes that were once only seen in videos are now being presented to the three of them in real life.