Chapter 8 The ghost in the mountain village

Chapter 8 The ghost in the mountain village

"Little lover, where are you going!"

This snow-white girl has white hair and white eyes, dressed in white clothes, and has no color on her face.

With her bare feet, she actually jumped in front of Ye Yang and took Ye Yang's hand.

This woman's hands were cold, and she couldn't feel the warmth of a stranger.

Ye Yang looked back and realized that she was holding a mummified baby wrapped in a shroud in her arms. Her face was purple and blue, and her fangs were exposed like bamboo sticks.

His whole body was curled up, his hands were hugging his knees, but there was a long snake-like tail dragging on the ground, but only bones were left in the tail.

The mummy-like baby stood up slowly.

The tail hanging on the butt of the corpse kept shaking, and there was a human head hanging on the tail.

People's faces were chewed into pits and pits.

"Don't run, don't run, don't you want our child?"

Ye Yang shook him off and turned a deaf ear. Instead, he slapped the horse's butt. The horse felt pain, screamed, and rushed forward crazily at an even faster speed.

…

A strange woman is chasing after him.

Fortunately, the horse carrying the cloud was fast enough and could control the vines, trees and grass, so it could walk on flat ground in the forest and always keep a certain distance from this strange woman.

Without resting all night, the horse carrying the clouds ran all night.

It wasn't until the sun rose the next day and a fiery red morning glow appeared in the east that Ye Yang felt that the coldness on his body had gone away and his body gradually warmed up.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Yang continued riding the cloud horse towards Bihuze.

Bihu Lake stretches for hundreds of miles with water and water, and the water and soil are fertile. It is an important fishery and aquatic industry territory of Feitianmen.

Ye Yang had not been to Bihuze for many years. Ye Yang remembered that when he came a few years ago, the roads here were still potholed and the houses were dilapidated.

But looking up now, the roads are smooth and clean, and the surrounding houses have been completely repaired. There are already many three or four-story buildings on the streets, which have changed greatly.

Bihuze is mainly about fishing, so there are many docks here. Along the way, there are many men casting nets on the lake to catch fish, shouting and selling.

However, Ye Yang found many outsiders with messy hair, dark faces, ragged clothes, and pale faces.

Their eyes were dull, and some even sold their sons and daughters on the street, or sold their bodies to bury their fathers. They looked like they had suffered some kind of disaster.

As the nominal head of Bihuze, Chazi Zhang is also the largest family in Bihuze.

The family base is on the largest dock in Bihuze. The entire family base is not built on land.

Instead, it is made up of countless sampans, awning boats, iron boats, and giant ships fixed with iron chains as thick as a human head, thus forming a spectacular castle on the lake.

Ye Yang raised his eyes and saw that on the surface of the green lake, there were numerous ships united together, like a giant beast lying on the water, with extremely strong oppressive force.

The Chazi Zhang family seemed to have received the news a long time ago and wiped the deck of the family's residence extremely clean. There were already seven or eight senior family members standing in front of the dock waiting for them.

As soon as they saw Ye Yang riding a horse carrying clouds, they immediately gathered around and said, "May I ask, but Protector Ye is in front?"

Ye Yang nodded, not surprised.

It had been two days since he arrived at the Zhang family from Feitian Sect. The sect should have passed his information to the Zhang family long ago.

Protector Ye is an honorific title. As a disciple of the Feitian Sect, if he breaks through to the warrior realm in the next step, he can obtain the title of Protector.

Although he is not now, when he comes to the Zhang family, he represents the higher-level sect. The Zhang family has raised one level up, which is quite thoughtful.

The Zhang family is the local hegemon, and these seven or eight people are wearing the Zhang family's "flying harpoon" style clothing.

Waiting for a young man to lecture, he immediately attracted the surprise of countless passers-by.

"Who is this person? The Zhang family welcomed him like this."

"I've never seen him before. Could it be that he is a disciple of the Feitian Sect?"

"Look at the horse he's riding. It's a cloud-carrying horse. Only high-level officials from the Feitian Sect can use it when traveling."

"Hiss! This man is so young and is already a high-level person. Could he be a monk in the warrior realm?"

Everyone's faces were full of surprise, discussions were going on, and their eyes were full of complex expressions such as envy, fear, and flattery.

Ye Yang sat on the horse carrying clouds and coughed.

"The sect has regulations not to disturb the people when welcoming guests, not to leave the auditorium, and not to stand outside the door to greet them. We can't do this next time."

"That's right, that's right. Protector Ye has been working hard all the way, so we've prepared fine wine and delicious food. Please take a rest first."

Ye Yang dismounted, and a bearded and pot-bellied monk immediately stood next to him to help Ye Yang hold the horse.

Zhang Tong smiled: "This is the chief steward of our Zhang family."

Looking at the tens of thousands of people in Bihuze, Zhang Daguan, who can decide the fate of countless people, leads his horse to the ground.

Even though Ye Yang felt that his city was extremely deep, he couldn't help but feel a little carried away at this moment.

Ye Yang didn't know that although the Zhang family valued ordinary sect disciples who came to perform tasks, they would not welcome them with such a high standard and grand ceremony.

And this time it was so grand.

On the one hand, the Zhang family has children in the Feitian Sect for a long time. Ye Yang's performance, martial arts, and talents in the Feitian Sect are well-known and have been included in the Zhang family's focus.

On the other hand, it is because Ye Yangnai is a senior member of the sect, and many of the current three elders, four kings, and the guardian of the hall had contact with his father when he was still alive.

Although the tea is cold now, at that time he fought to the death in Taohuawu, Feitianmen, and was a role model. The sect naturally had to take a lot of care of his descendants.

The third thing is that today, the ancestors of the Zhang family went out with the leader and disappeared. There are few masters in the family and their fighting power is limited, so they allowed the vicious crocodile to show off and had no choice but to ask the Feitian Clan for help. There are still other requests for help. To others.

"Why are there so many homeless people on the street?"

Walking into the gate, Ye Yang spoke a little doubtfully.

Zhang Tong spoke.

"It was a great disaster from the sky in Jiuyangzhou and the surrounding areas. First, there was no rain for three years, and the ground was red for thousands of miles. Then, floods passed through the territory, and locusts plagued the area like clouds. The people were in dire straits, so that bandits were scurrying around and the people fled in all directions."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Tong spoke again: "In the past few years, under the leadership of Feitianmen and the governance of the Zhang family, our Bishuize industry has prospered and merchants have gathered."

"That's why refugees flock here, looking for a way to survive."

Although the residence where the Zhang family is located is connected by a giant ship, when you walk through the gate, you will see a huge courtyard built from newly rammed earth.

"Guardian Ye, I have already arranged for good wine, beautiful maids, and delicious food. Let's take a rest first, and then report to you about the crocodile."

"Just a simple meal, and don't prepare spiritual wine."

This time he came with the mission of exterminating demons, and there was probably going to be a fierce battle, so he naturally had no intention of enjoying it.

If the good wine gets in the way, then the gain outweighs the loss.

"That's nature, that's nature."

In the main room, there are antique tables and chairs, with plates of delicacies on them.

Ye Yang sat in the main seat, looking at his nose and heart without saying a word. He didn't know what he was thinking. Sitting on his left was Zhang Liaoyuan, the current patriarch of the Zhang family.

Zhang Liaoyuan is at the eighth level of cultivation, but his years of pampered life have made his vision a little blurry, his muscles flabby, and he also has a lot of fat on his belly.

Although he was at the eighth level of ventilation, Ye Yang was probably going to fight to the death. He might not even be able to fight against a monk at the sixth level of ventilation.

On Ye Yang's right is Zhang Feng, the leader of the Zhang family's generation.

Zhang Feng has a cold face and an unsmiling look. He is young, about thirty years old. He has a hand-wrapped Chi beast fire-breathing sword slung around his waist.

Although he was sitting down, his left hand never left the hilt of the sword.

Ye Yang guessed that the opponent was good at left-handed swordsmanship. He had heard of the opponent's name for this sword, and it was known as the Zhang Family Fire Sword.

Although he is a direct disciple of the Zhang family, he does not practice the Zhang family's "Flying Harpoon" inheritance, but is good at the "Fire Dance Sword Technique".

Although he also has the cultivation of the eighth level of ventilation, in the vast swamp of Bihu Lake, which is thousands of miles away, there is plenty of water vapor.

I'm afraid that if one's kung fu can be used to its best advantage, it will be good 90% of the time.

Seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly. After everyone had talked before, he already knew that the Wufenshui Lingtian newly discovered by the Zhang family was deep in the Bihu Lake.

Zhang Feng's flaming sword would be difficult to rely on in a big battle.

While Ye Yang was observing the two of them, Zhang Liaoyuan and Zhang Feng were also secretly observing Ye Yang.

"Although this person is good, but his cultivation level is too low. He can only ventilate to the seventh level. That giant crocodile is not an ordinary person."

"The sect seems to be looking down on the giant crocodile, or is it looking up to Ye Yang?"

Zhang Liaoyuan frowned inadvertently. As the patriarch of the Zhang family, he would only accompany the senior members of the sect.

If a random disciple from the Feitian Sect comes to him and he wants to accompany him, then he won't have to do anything all day long, and he won't be able to just receive him.

The reason why they accompanied him this time was because they knew Ye Yang's life experience in advance.

The giant crocodile was huge, and they prepared powerful crossbows and bows. However, when the giant crocodile encountered many people, it dived into deep water, and the methods on the shore were completely useless.

Ordinary people are far from being opponents. If the big boss of the family is not here, there is no need to go to Feitianmen for help. Even Fenfenshuilingtian has been exposed.

Thinking this in his heart, Zhang Liaoyuan's face remained as calm as water, and he would greet Ye Yang from time to time.

Zhang Feng had a cold face, sitting next to Ye Yang, but he didn't have a word to say, he just felt Ye Yang's breath and said.

The weirdness of this chapter is the introduction to many subsequent stories, such as Chapter 123. It is not a useless and mixed setting.