Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"No…no…not me…not me!"

Now that they had arrived, the control technique was almost ineffective. The mayor's legs completely weakened, and he sat down directly. The scene he had just witnessed had frightened him to death. Now he didn't care about what to say or not, and he just poured out everything he knew.

"I...I was forced into this! The one who actually wanted to do these things was that guy named Wu! He was the one who came up with the idea in the first place!"

"Wu"?

"say clearly."

"A few years ago, a disfigured beggar came to town to beg. He was nothing special at first, but since he helped the people in the town catch a runaway, we let him stay in the town."

"He's a quiet man, but he's always willing to offer advice when things get tough, so I gradually came to trust him."

As the mayor spoke, he warily observed the two men with unfriendly looks. Seeing that they showed no signs of impatience or anger, he moved his throat and continued, "Actually... everything I said before was half true and half false. The idea of ​​sending women and children up the mountain was proposed by Wu Yu. He said that the resentment of the Zhaluo people who were forced to die in the mountains back then was too strong. If we leave it alone, they will come down the mountain to kill people in the future!"

"Who designed those masks they were wearing?"

The mayor quickly confessed after hearing Shen Qiao's belief, "It was him! He said that it was only worn by the Zhaluo tribe's divine messengers during sacrifices! Only by wearing that kind of mask and sending people to the mountains to imitate the sacrifice can it be effective!"

As he said these words, those "scholars" who were already familiar with the mayor's style had gathered here.

The mayor panicked and quickly tried to grab Shen Qiao's clothes, "Please! I beg you! I've said everything I need to say! Let's go back!"

Before his hand touched the edge of his clothes, he was suddenly fixed in place by an unknown external force. His pupils dilated instantly, and looking at Shen Qiao's strange smile, the fear in his heart continued to grow.

"You've finally come here, why are you going back?" Shen Qiao looked down at him. Although he was smiling, his expression made people feel cold.

"You said... you haven't seen them eat people."

"What a coincidence! I haven't seen it either." Shen Qiao took a few steps back, completely exposing himself to these "smart guys" who came here after smelling the scent.

After realizing what she meant, the mayor finally panicked. Unfortunately, he couldn't move. He could only kneel there and watch Shen Qiao slowly walk away in despair, "No..."

More than thirty goblins gradually stood around him, as if they were curious about why he was the only one who had food to eat today.

But having something to eat is better than nothing, the only problem is... you have to rush to eat it.

“No…no! Ah——!”

The sound of flesh being torn apart continued to fill my ears. First an ear, then a finger... an eyeball...

At first, these monsters still maintained their "human" habits. They were not in a hurry to tear their prey into large pieces like those wild animals, but tore them from him piece by piece.

But they were no longer human. By the time they had ripped off and devoured all the tiny details, the air was already filled with the smell of blood. Tearing them apart bit by bit could no longer satisfy their greater desires. Human nature was forgotten, and the ghosts' bloodthirsty nature was fully exposed.

They used their "hands" to cut open his stomach, and the bloody stuff flowed all over the ground. Like hyenas, they could no longer control themselves and rushed forward to scramble for food.

The mayor was killed bit by bit. The situation was completely out of control in the end. It was a mess. A man weighing over 100 pounds was eaten up in just a cup of tea.

Once desires are satisfied, they will continue to grow until they get out of control.

If these "dead things" are like this, what about humans?

Shen Qiao stood by and watched coldly. She didn't care about the bloody scenes at all, and even felt a little excited.

She closed her eyes and shook her head.

Not enough, not enough!

She originally thought that as long as she let these evil people suffer the consequences of their own actions, she could quell the resentment, but now, every incident along the way is challenging her original idea.

She doesn't want to kill and hates death.

But if the matter is irreversible, why can't these criminals receive the same punishment...

They should be punished like the victims...

The murderous feeling in her heart gradually took over, and the coldness in her eyes became even heavier.

The hand under the long sleeve turned over and pressed down, and the snowflakes on the ground were immediately stirred up from the ground and turned into water droplets.

She raised her hand and countless water droplets instantly penetrated the monsters that were enjoying their meal and scattered them all.

"Let's go back." She turned around, walked past Wangyou and went down the mountain.

This was not the first time he felt the strong murderous intent from her.

Wang You took a look at the bloody corpse.

She just looked at it like that, without missing a single glance.

"..."

After all, there is no way to escape this disaster.

He withdrew his gaze indifferently, but the corners of his lips were raised.

That’s all.

Oh my God...this time, you bet on the wrong person.

After going down the mountain, the two returned to the town.

The residents who had been under Shen Qiao's spell had all left. Returning to the main road leading into the town, a small patch of red light and a figure sitting next to a corpse could be seen from a distance.

"It seems like you don't really want to live anymore." Shen Qiao stopped in front of him and glanced at the woman who committed suicide.

"Are you monks?" Wu Yu lowered his head and tidied up the woman's face, putting a mask on her face.

"The Zha Luo people attach the greatest importance to the integrity of the body after death."

Shen Qiao looked at him coldly, "You didn't commit suicide, nor did you leave. Do you think you can still leave a complete body?"

"I've been disfigured for a long time. How I die is meaningless." As he spoke, he folded his hands and touched them to his forehead.

This is the Zhaluo people's respect for the dead.

"The reason I'm staying here is to tell you everything."

"I want the people of Chu to know that our Zhaluo clan will always exist like ghosts. I want the Sihuang family of Chu to never be able to completely rest in peace." He said viciously and stood up from the ground.

"I am a descendant of Wuqi, the great-grandson of the 30th Zhaluo clan leader."

"My last name is not Wu, it's Wu." He became more and more excited as he spoke, and could even be said to be very happy.

"You know what? There are many people like me. His Sihuang family has been planning for so long, fearing that what they hold in their hands will one day fall into the hands of others."

"But they will miscalculate! My Zhaluo tribe is the real chosen one!" He couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Because the Sihuang clan's world will sooner or later belong to my Zhaluo Wu clan!"