Chapter 11

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The Enemy (3)

There are more than ten strong men in this line, all holding hoes and kitchen knives in their hands to defend themselves.

Pei Yu did not rush forward.

She turned around and dived into the thick blood mist, and ran to the flower lady.

Hua Niang’s body couldn’t help trembling, her nails in her hands were as sharp as blades, and her festered skin was slowly recovering.

“Has it become a wandering corpse?” Pei Yu wondered to herself.

Corpse puppets also have levels. The most inferior is the walking corpse, and then the crawling corpse, the traveling corpse, the wandering corpse, the leaning corpse, the living corpse, and the most superior one is the magical corpse. The king of them all is called the king of corpses.

Hua Niang only stayed in this blood mist for one day, and she has evolved from a walking corpse to a wandering corpse equivalent to the fourth level of qi training. Of course, there are reasons for it, but in any case, the speed is still too fast.

Pei Yu squatted down and put her hand on top of Hua Niang’s head, a flash of red light flashed in her clear eyes.

The blood mist turned into wisps of red thread, pouring in from the seven orifices of Hua Niang’s nose and mouth.

She retracted her chin slightly, and said softly: “Take my surname, crown your name, rise!”

Hua Niang stood up straight, and several charms fell behind her back.

Pei Yu held her hand and said, “Follow me.”

Hua Niang slowly followed behind the child. Her walking posture is slightly stiff, her hands and feet have not been bent, like a puppet being manipulated by a thread.

But it is much better than before.

Sui Han suddenly stopped and lowered her head.

“Han’er, what’s the matter?” the village head asked.

Sui Han raised her hand, “Look.” On the back of her hand, a drop of darkened blood dripped.

The village head frowned, “Are you injured?”

Sui Han shook her head, looking at the rolling mist, her complexion grew whiter and whiter.

Dididi.

Such a voice rang in their ears. The village head looked up blankly.

The red and black blood mist was like a suppressed dark cloud, and the thick, foul blood dripped from the mist and splashed his face.

“This, what the hell is this!”

Everyone’s face was full of blood. They wiped out the cold and unknown liquid in a panic, and the screams of horror were suppressed in their throats, and their anxiety spread quickly.

“Don’t be afraid.” The village head tried to maintain his composure, “Go out slowly according to the original arrangement.”

The blood rain was getting bigger and bigger, all the torches were extinguished, and the land was dyed crimson.

With each step, a slender wisp of blood will be pulled out. The resistance on the feet is getting bigger and bigger, but the blood mist is still boundless.

Finally someone couldn’t help it, sitting on the ground and crying desperately, “What the hell is this! Wow! I’m not leaving!”

A cold light flashed in the village head’s eyes, “Shut up! You will provoke a corpse!”

The man has collapsed, how can he think about so much, still crying.

The village head walked quickly to the person, slid out the dagger in his sleeve, raised his hand to cut off his neck, and then said coldly: “Who wants to die and run out! Don’t drag everyone to the funeral!”

Perhaps because of the blood rain, the mist gradually faded, and there was also a faint starlight leaking in, so they could barely see things.

When everyone saw this scene, they all trembled and walked forward bitterly.

The blood is raining and the clouds are like smoke.

The thin child came slowly from the rain.

The blood rain seemed to avoid her side consciously. She is dressed in a light cotton robe with white sleeves and arrows, and the outer cover is a specially cut green feather cloak. The short shoulder-length hair is untied and draped on her side, making her small face paler and eyes brighter.

This situation is strange to terrifying.

Everyone’s eyes widened, and with the atmosphere they didn’t dare to come out, as if seeing something incredible.

It seemed that an ant at their feet suddenly grew into a beast that could swallow them.

The village head secretly clenched the small mirror in his sleeves and smiled reluctantly: “Silly girl, why are you here?”

Pei Yu raised her head and looked at him quietly. After a long time, she asked softly: “Who is the monk who broke my mother’s soul?”

“What are you saying……”

The cold light flashed, and the Flower Viewing Mirror fell silently to the ground.

The village head screamed, looking at the right hand pierced by the knife, his mouth kept trembling and his face was as white as paper.

“You, you.”

Sui Han said in a crisp voice: “Don’t be afraid, she is just an ordinary person, just playing mystery, we will subdue her together…”

Before she could finish her words, a blood-red figure jumped out from behind Pei Yu and rushed towards everyone in the Sui family.

Suddenly, the crowd became a mess, desperate howls and screams sounded one after another, and the broken hands and legs flew around in the sky, like a hell on earth.

Sui Han stared straight at the woman who was killing all around in the crowd. It was obvious that Ms. Hua was dead. Why? Why?

“You are an evil cultivator!” Her shoulders trembled because of fear, and phoenix eyes lost the usual look of the proud Girl of Heaven, “You secretly practiced witchcraft!”

Pei Yu ignored it.

Step by step, she came from the rain of blood on the dead mountain.

The white clothes are like snow, and the dust is not stained.

“I said,” she pulled the knife from the palm of the village head, her expression unchanged, “who broke my mother’s soul?”

The severe pain from the right hand left the village head’s brain blank for a moment, and he couldn’t help but screamed: “Ahhhhhh!”

His hands were as pale as paper, and the gurgling blood flowed down from the lifeless fingertips and fell into the bright red soil.

Pei Yu tilted her head, watching all this with interest, with a childish childishness on her face, “Don’t tell me, don’t you know? Then I have to…” She raised the knife in her hand.

The village head knelt down at her feet and hurriedly shouted: “I said! I said!”

“Daddy!” Sui Han hurriedly called.

But the village head confessed everything, “It’s Han’er’s senior brother, the son of Elder Zhang Li, Zhang Ru! This has nothing to do with me, I said just send your mother away. He has to break her soul. I tried to stop it!”

Pei Yu nodded and said politely, “Thank you.”

After speaking, she did not put down the knife in her hand.

The village head opened his eyes wide, “You can’t kill me, I am your father…”

Before he finished speaking, he was pierced in the throat with a knife, and in the end he only made a quick breath.

“Do it again, I won’t listen to you talking nonsense again.” Peiyu tilted her head and looked at Sui Han. The girl who has always been held in the sky has lost her original proud appearance at this moment, and she is frightened to the ground, shivering and shrinking.

“You, you killed so many people, my master will definitely find you!” She tried to threaten with Asura towards the child in a cloak.

Pei Yu laughed as if she heard something funny, “Yes, you don’t know yet, people who die in the blood mist have no souls.”

Their corpses will turn into corpse puppets, and their souls will be directly absorbed by the blood mist and become their nourishment.

“Okay, it’s your turn.” Pei Yu walked towards the girl slowly.

Hua Niang has slaughtered all those people and followed her stiffly.

Pei Yu lowered her head, looked down at the desperate girl, smiled and said, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t kill you. My sister.”

My good half-sister.

The author has something to say: I changed it a bit, and I feel that the sentence of controlling the corpse is too second… Although it is also very second now orz

(T/N: second is short for second year disease which describes early teens who have grandiose delusions; search up chuunibyou and you’ll understand what kind of character that is)

Then, regarding Pei Yu’s character, I divided her into 1.0, 2.0, 3.0, and now it is 3.0. Her character and the reasons for forming this character will slowly be laid out. I hope everyone will be interested in watching it.

Translator here! I’ll be updating this novel every day starting from today and the chapters will be released at 2 PM EST from now on.

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