After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

"Five sweet potatoes, two catties of rice bran, plus tofu dregs and distiller's grains..."

Shen Qiuting was stirring the pig food in his hands solemnly, and the little piglet next to him was impatient, and ran over and kicked his feet vigorously.

Shen Qiuting glanced at it, saw that it was still arching persistently, sighed a long time, and kicked it out.

I'm busy, what's the trouble with the brat.

The piglet got angry, and summoned the piglets from the same litter to support Shen Qiuting.

Shen Qiuting accidentally stabbed the pig's nest, and was almost knocked over by a litter of pigs. He was busy fighting with the pigs, when suddenly a beautiful girl came by.

The girl wore a newly-made pink dress, and a pair of butterflies about to fly were embroidered on the skirt, making her face white and pretty. She seemed to dislike the smell of the pigsty, and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief , called out: "Shen Bai!"

Following this movement, the silver bell worn by the red string on the girl's wrist made a crisp sound.

Shen Qiuting knew that he was notorious, so he didn't dare to use his real name to show off. When the housekeeper registered, he made up a name called Shen Bai.

This girl is the biological daughter of Zhou Dahu, named Zhou Xiaoyun.Miss Xiaoyun fell in love with Shen Qiuting's face the first time she saw him, she looked like a young lady, and ran to the pigsty every day if she had nothing to do.

Zhou Xiaoyun called out to Shen Qiuting coquettishly, "A new batch of materials has arrived at Tailor Li's house, why don't you accompany me to have a look."

This place has long been a dead town, where did the new material come from.

Shen Qiuting just pretended not to know what the girl was thinking, and kicked the pig away with his feet, thinking: "The work is not done yet."

Zhou Xiaoyun glanced at the pigsty, frowned in disgust, and pulled Shen Qiuting: "What is this, Miss Ben asked someone else to do it for you."

Shen Qiuting avoided her hand calmly, and said seriously: "Miss, you are an insult to my professionalism."

Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't hold it back when she heard this sanctimonious bastard's words, tears fell down in a snap.

She cried more and more sadly, two dark eyeballs slid down her cheeks and fell to the ground.

Two lines of blood and tears meandered down, paired with the two black holes on the face, it looked very creepy.

Shen Qiuting calmly glanced at the eyeballs that fell to the ground, picked up the handkerchief and put it in Zhou Xiaoyun's hands, and comforted him calmly: "Miss is such a beautiful girl, it will be bad if you lose your eyes when you cry. .”

Zhou Xiaoyun didn't seem to notice what was wrong at all, she put her eyeballs back into their sockets, and said quietly: "It will be the winter solstice soon, and I don't have any new clothes yet."

Shen Qiuting stopped stirring the pig food, and asked casually, "How many days until the winter solstice?"

Zhou Xiaoyun glanced at him, showing a weird smile: "There are three more days, and it's the winter solstice, but there will be sacrifices..."

"After an hour, you come to my yard."

After Zhou Xiaoyun said this, she left.

It's really a ghost that he went.

As soon as Zhou Xiaoyun left, Shen Qiuting put down his work and frowned.

wrong.

It was clearly late autumn when he crawled out of the grave. After living in the town for two days, it was almost the winter solstice, and he never dreamed that it would be so fast.

Shen Qiuting suppressed his doubts for the time being, went back to his room, and took out a small porcelain bottle at the head of the bed.

Logically speaking, after all, he has been a Demon Venerable for several years, and he should continue to practice Demonism after rebirth to return to the peak of his life as soon as possible. However, the ecology of the Demon Realm is too unbearable, and he does not intend to continue to enter the Demonic Way unless it is absolutely necessary.

It's just a pity that the aura here is too thin, there is no way to draw it into the body, Shen Qiuting has no choice but to use the spirit gathering array to try to see if it can gather a little.

He shook the bottle, and there was a clear sound of water coming from the bottom of the porcelain bottle.

Well, the spiritual energy has only gathered to the bottom after two days, it seems that the evil atmosphere here is more serious than what he first judged.

Shen Qiuting held the bottle, feeling a little worried.

God knows what evil he did to enter such a ghostly place as soon as he was reborn.

Worry is worry, I have to live, Shen Qiuting thought about it for a moment, and decided to go out and have a look.

Today is a rare good weather, the sun is exceptionally bright, and the yin that has been shrouding the town has dissipated a little.

People gathered in twos and threes under the shade of the tree to talk, someone saw Shen Qiuting and said hello: "Hey, Shen Bai, go out?"

In the past two days, in order to find clues, Shen Qiuting often wandered around the town and got acquainted with some idlers. Hearing this, he also said hello: "Brother Zhao is in good spirits today."

An idler surnamed Zhao threw a pear over, Shen Qiuting took it, thanked him, and continued walking.

Shen Qiuting played with Lizi and walked half a mile away, when suddenly his footsteps stopped.

Whether it is late autumn or the winter solstice is approaching as Miss Zhou said, it is always cold.Why did those people... gather under the shade of the trees just now?

Shen Qiuting suddenly had a flash of inspiration, took out the small porcelain bottle from his arms, wiped a thin layer of spiritual water on his eyelids, turned around and turned back.

The idler surnamed Zhao saw him coming back in a hurry, and asked with his head, "Hey, did you leave something?"

Shen Qiuting smiled slightly: "Yes, I forgot to take something."

The town was shrouded in a slightly lighter black mist on the other side of the river bank. Under the trees, there were several bone frames with carrion hanging on them. When the bone frames poked their heads, the meat hanging from the top would rustle down.

Shen Qiuting turned his eyes to other places, and he saw the same walking dead.

These corpses seemed to have been dead for some days, some only had shriveled skin left, and some had rotting flesh hanging on the bone rack, and each one looked more eerie than the other.

The people in this town... should all be dead.But judging by their looks, they don't seem to know about it.

The time for the spirit water to work is limited, but within the time of a cup of tea, the surrounding environment returns to a normal town.

Shen Qiuting returned to the Zhou Mansion calmly, but saw a roll of bedding at the door.

He looked at his bedclothes for a while, then looked up at the two servants.

A servant explained to him with a bitter face: "Shen Bai, Miss Cai told you to go to her yard and you didn't go, but now Miss is angry, let us throw out your bedding."

Another servant persuaded: "Miss cares about you, you go and admit your mistake to miss, and our brother will send your bedding back."

Shen Qiuting: ...Miss Zhou is quite rebellious this week.

Left and right have already confirmed that the town is full of walking dead, and there is no difference between having a place to live and not having a place to live. Shen Qiuting decided to rebel for a while, and left Zhou's house with his own bedding on his shoulders.

He found a dilapidated Town God's Temple in front of the town, first confirmed the situation here with the little spiritual water left, spread his bedding in front of the statue, and began to take a nap.

Things like gods and temples are protected by the gods, and all evils cannot invade. If you have to find a foothold in this hellish town, the Town God's Temple is the best place.

Shen Qiuting fell into a deep sleep this time, and was awakened by the sound of beating at night.

The pale moonlight shone all the way into the Temple of the City God through the holed window paper, reflecting the benign statues in the daytime also a little eerie.

Shen Qiuting stood up, lit the oil lamp in front of the altar, and walked to the window.

It's not that Shen Qiuting hasn't been out since the nightfall of the previous two days, but there seems to be some strange changes in the town after nightfall today.

Although he lost his cultivation after rebirth, after all, he was used to seeing things in the underworld in his previous life, and his intuition in this regard has always been accurate.

The sound of clappers beating the watch was getting closer.

A snow-white skeleton walked in front, holding a clapper in its hand, opening and closing the bones of its mouth as it walked, and shouted: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire!"

While talking, the skeleton turned his head, as if looking in the direction of the Town God's Temple.

Shen Qiuting immediately turned around and extinguished the oil lamp on the altar.

The skeleton stretched its neck and watched for a while, but saw only darkness, then turned back and continued walking.

The crisp sound of clappers resounded throughout the long night, and the doors in the town that had been closed after nightfall suddenly opened one after another.

Corpses in different states stuck their heads out from the crack of the door, greeted each other, and came out following the sound of the clapper.

As the more skeletons walked along, more and more corpses followed behind them.

Corpses of different heights were silently lined up in a row, one after the other, forming a kind of weird comedy.

This group of corpses walked around the town, the sound of clappers changed its rhythm, and the corpses walked in another direction.

This direction... seems to be going to the river at the end of the town.

Shen Qiuting's expression changed, he got out from the Town God's Temple, and sneaked into the end of the corpse line under the cover of night.

In this kind of ghostly place, the living can't find a way out, and the dead bodies of ghosts...you can't say for sure.

The corpse in front of Shen Qiuting had already exposed half of its skeleton, and was wrapped in a layer of old pink cloth. There was still half a butterfly left on the cloth, and it was walking mechanically following the corpse in front.

Looking at the half butterfly on the corpse cloth, Shen Qiuting's heart moved, and he tentatively called out in a low voice: "Zhou Xiaoyun?"

The corpse in front stopped, and the head that had been completely turned into bones turned to face Shen Qiuting. His dark eyes seemed to stare blankly at the person in front of him for a while, and his voice was hoarse: "Sacrifice...go together...to participate in the sacrifice?" ?”

Seeing that Shen Qiuting didn't respond, she looked around blankly, then turned her head again, and caught up with the large army.

Sacrifice?

This kind of ghostly sacrifice looks a bit like a method of demonic cultivation.

Zhongzhou is not the territory of a demon cultivator, and it is not something that ordinary demon cultivators can do to kill a person in a town quietly, but a demon cultivator with this ability...

Shen Qiuting has been in the Demon Realm for more than ten years, and he is familiar with the big things and small things in it, and after counting for a long time, he still can't count one who is worthy of the title.

While Shen Qiuting was thinking, a group of corpses had already reached the river.

In the night, the thick darkness on the other side of the river seemed to be more restless, constantly rolling and twisting, like thick and dark blood.

The skeleton who was playing the watch stopped his movements, and knelt down with the corpse behind him.

Shen Qiuting didn't intend to stand out from the crowd, so he also squatted down and secretly surveyed the surrounding environment.

A group of corpses knelt and kowtowed on the bank of the river. After three kneelings and nine kowtows, they stopped.

The night wind blew over with the fishy smell of the river, almost freezing to the bone.

The skeleton who was playing the watch stood up first and knocked on the clapper.

After the sound of the bang, the corpses kneeling in place stood up again and formed a long line, walking back one by one.

Shen Qiuting took a step behind and looked back.

The river water had formed a thin layer of ice at some point. The color of the ice was light red, and it shone strangely under the pale moonlight.