From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Chapter 112 The Male-Obsessed Beauty of Chu!

Xiao Miao gleaned something from the village chief's expression: "Village chief, do you know something?"

The village chief's eyes darted around, and he seemed about to speak but hesitated.

Xiao Miao's face was serious: "Village chief, don't try to hide anything at a time like this. If you don't deal with that ghost, your village will never have peace, unless you are willing to relocate as a whole."

The situation in the early Republic of China is completely different from that in the 21st century, and collective relocation is extremely difficult.

Seeing that the village chief was still hesitating, Xiao Miao shook his head and turned to the caravan owner: "Get ready, we'll set off when the sun is at its strongest at noon."

The village chief's expression changed, and he pointed at Xiao Miao: "You...aren't you a Taoist priest? You encountered an evil spirit harming people and you didn't care at all, you even tried to run away, you you you..."

click!

Xiao Miao broke the village chief's finger.

"I hate it when people point fingers at me. Also, don't try to use moral blackmail; it won't work on me," Xiao Miao said coldly.

Several lackeys who followed the village chief couldn't sit still any longer. They grabbed torches and rushed towards Xiao Miao: "You fake Taoist priest, how dare you lay a hand on someone! Folks, beat him up!"

The two people who shouted the loudest didn't move. Several villagers who didn't seem very bright were swayed and rushed towards Xiao Miao indignation.

boom!

The burly man at the front was kicked in the stomach by Xiao Miao and sent flying back into the crowd at an even faster speed, crushing a group of villagers.

Now, no one dared to make a move.

They didn't know if Xiao Miao was a fake Taoist priest, but he was definitely a formidable fighter. Just the force of that one kick alone was more than enough for all of them combined to defeat him.

Xiao Miao's gaze swept over the crowd, and wherever it passed, the villagers lowered their heads.

It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. The more assertive Xiao Miao appeared, the more obedient the villagers became, and they even dared not look him in the eye.

Xiao Miao turned and walked back to the inn. Just as he stepped over the threshold, a childish voice suddenly rang out from the villagers: "It's Aunt Mei! She's taking revenge! Waaaaah~~~"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Xiao Miao suddenly turned around and saw the village chief covering a child's mouth with his hand. Despite the pain from his broken finger and the sweat pouring down his face, he desperately tried to stop the child from saying anything more.

"Release yourself!" Xiao Miao said coldly.

Xiao Miao's words made the village chief stiffen, and he put on a fawning smile: "Hehehe, Taoist priest, the child doesn't know anything and is just joking. Please don't take it seriously."

"Let him go, I don't want to say it a third time!" Xiao Miao's tone became increasingly stern.

The village chief swallowed hard and reluctantly released his hand. The boy whose mouth had been covered quickly broke free and ran to Xiao Miao's side.

Xiao Miao bent down and patted the boy's head: "Don't be afraid, I'm here and no one can hurt you. Don't rush, tell me slowly what happened."

Upon hearing the title "Aunt Mei," Xiao Miao instinctively felt a bad premonition, but couldn't quite put her finger on why.

"Uncle, Aunt Mei was killed by them!" The boy pointed at the village chief and his group: "They stoned Aunt Mei to death and dumped her in the mass grave behind the village."

"Nonsense, the little thing doesn't understand anything, don't talk nonsense!" The village chief immediately became anxious.

Several villagers also stepped forward to refute: "It was because that woman was unfaithful and had an affair with someone else behind her husband's back that we followed traditional ethics and beat her to death."

"Exactly! This kind of harlot deserves to be drowned in a pig cage!"

"Teacher Bu is such a good person, how could she still cheat on him? That slut deserves to die."

"That's right, I think..."

3"

boom!

A gunshot rang out, silencing all the chatter. Xiao Miao put away his M1911 and looked down at the boy again: "Don't be afraid, continue. What exactly happened?"

The boy was quite bold; instead of being afraid when he heard the gunshot, he became even more excited: "I saw Teacher Bu and that man called 'the customer' secretly chatting. They said everything was planned, and Aunt Mei is innocent..."

As the boy recounted the events, the cause and effect of the incident gradually became clear.

Bu Wantian, a village teacher, is an intellectual, while his wife, Chu Renmei, is a Cantonese opera actress in the village. During a trip to visit friends, Bu Wantian met a wealthy young lady from the provincial capital and began to consider divorcing his wife to marry her.

Bu Wantian did not want to leave a stain on his life, so he plotted to frame Chu Renmei, falsely claiming that he was addicted to opium and owed a large debt, and demanded that Chu Renmei prostitute herself to pay off his debt.

The naive Chu Renmei believed her husband's lies and gritted her teeth to try taking a customer for the first time. Several villagers caught them in the act, which immediately cemented her reputation as an unfaithful woman.

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest. After learning the gist of the matter, the enraged villagers used stones to kill Chu Renmei and then carelessly dumped her body in a mass grave on the back mountain, leaving it to rot in the wilderness.

In reality, from the clients to the villagers who stumbled upon the transaction, they were all shills arranged by Bu Wantian, all to ruin Chu Renmei's reputation and force her to die with a bad name, so that he could pretend to be an innocent white lotus.

Bu Wantian succeeded, and the plan went smoothly. However, the worst thing a person can do is to become complacent. When he hosted a dinner for his helpers, he proudly reviewed his plan, which was overheard by Li Qiang, the boy who is now revealing the information to Xiao Miao.

Li Qiang was an orphan who usually studied Cantonese opera with Chu Renmei. After hearing the truth, he wanted Chu Renmei to rest in peace, so he secretly went to the back mountain and told Chu Renmei's body the whole truth.

Then Chu Renmei was so angry that she came back to life.

The entire incident had just begun. Two days ago, Chu Renmei came back to life and killed five people in the village. Last night, she went on another killing spree, not only killing three people at the inn but also taking away a family of six from the village, for a total of nine people killed. No one knows if her killing spree will continue.

Holy crap, it's the old corpse from the mountain village!

"Ha, others' sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable." Xiao Miao sneered, pulled Li Qiang into the hotel, and suddenly frowned as he looked at the mist.

Thick fog rolled in, and before the morning sun had risen, a strange opera melody emanated from the depths of the dark fog.

"It's her, it's her voice!" Teacher Bu Wantian was standing in the crowd, and he was the most flustered when he heard the opera.

He was very familiar with Chu Renmei's voice; she often sang to him during their intimate moments.

The singing grew louder and louder, the sounds becoming increasingly indistinct. Xiao Miao had never properly listened to Cantonese opera before and didn't know what Chu Renmei was singing.

The caravan owner, however, was a seasoned veteran. He approached Xiao Miao and said tremblingly, "Taoist Master, it sounds like she's singing the 'Perfect Harmony' verse from 'The Story of Liu Yi'!"

Xiao Miao's expression turned solemn: "What were you talking about?"

"It tells a story of a loving couple." The caravan owner became more and more frightened as he spoke, especially after hearing Li Qiang's account of the truth. The woman who was framed and killed by her husband was still singing songs about a loving couple, which gave off an indescribable eeriness.

A thick aura of resentment swept over us!

The mist churned and rolled towards the crowd like ocean waves. Xiao Miao frowned, pulled out five Soul-Suppressing Talismans from his waist, and threw them out.

Five talismans were lined up in a row, blocking the fog like a city wall. When the two met, the talismans spontaneously combusted without fire, and the churning fog was also suppressed by an invisible force. The opera singing paused for a moment, and a woman's cry of pain came from the fog.

huh~~~

After a brief respite, a sudden gale arose, whipping up sand and stones. The thick fog was blown into the inn by the strong wind, and apart from Xiao Miao, the others couldn't even stand firm in the wind.

Xiao Miao grabbed Li Qiang with one hand, his legs firmly planted on the ground, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and he drew a peach wood sword with his right hand.

"Go and hug the pillar yourself!"

Xiao Miao pushed Li Qiang to a corner of the inn with one hand, and made a hand seal with his left hand, causing the peach wood sword to emit a red light.

He took a step forward and suddenly swung his peach wood sword. The red sword light left a dazzling mark in the air, and the ghostly energy in the strong wind immediately fell into chaos.

As the strong winds gradually subsided, the sound of opera singing grew closer. Everyone looked up and saw a woman dressed in a dark blue, loose-fitting opera costume quietly appear, standing at the forefront of the mist.

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of a clapper rang out, and the woman's figure flashed by, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye. She waved her wide sleeves and sang opera lyrics that Xiao Miao couldn't understand.

"Hehehe!!!"

In the crowd, Chu Renmei's former husband, Bu Wantian, suddenly grabbed his own throat, veins bulging on his arms, and his face turning red at a visible speed.

The villagers nearby immediately rushed over to help pull Bu Wantian's hands away, but they themselves seemed possessed, raising their hands to choke themselves.

Click!Click!

Chu Renmei's singing grew louder and louder, and the crowd's grip tightened, until finally, she snapped her own neck.

"Help! Help!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Sister Mei, this has nothing to do with me, Sister Mei. I don't know anything about it."

The villagers completely broke down. Some ran into the fog screaming, some rushed into the hotel and hid behind Xiao Miao, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and then died suddenly amidst the opera music.

Xiao Miao summoned five more Soul-Suppressing Talismans, laying them out on the ground in front of him for defense. Holding his peach wood sword, he stared at Chu Renmei: "Chu Renmei, the ringleader and his accomplices have all been executed, why aren't you leaving?"

"Hehehehe, damn it, all men deserve to die!"

Chu Meiren suddenly waved her wide sleeves, her head thrusting forward to reveal a face covered in scars and a pitiful sight.

Her face was covered in sores, her pupils were gone, and her split mouth was oozing black pus and blood.

huh~~~

Chu Renmei's body disappeared again, and the surrounding fog expanded. Goosebumps instantly appeared on Xiao Miao's back. He turned around and thrust out his peach wood sword.

Stab it!

The peach wood sword pierced through the wide, dark blue opera costume. Chu Renmei appeared behind Xiao Miao at some point, a chilling, gruesome smile on her face. Then, she lowered her head, and her wet, long hair flew towards Xiao Miao like a serpent.

[Character: Chu Renmei]

[Current Synergy: Level 3]

[Draw Cost: 220 Fate Points]

Is the initial impression level negative three? That's definitely a sign of male dislike!