Chapter 1,492: Visiting Jute Village at Night

I sat for a while and got a clearer understanding of Widow Zhang's background, and then I got up and went out.

At this time, it was completely dark, all the lights in the village were turned off, and it was pitch black everywhere.

I followed the location I had just discovered and walked straight to Widow Zhang's house.

Those aunts said that after the death of Widow Zhang, the old lady who had been slumped in bed got better, and her face became rosy and she became more and more energetic.

They said this was retribution! This is because Er Shuanzi has a spirit in the sky. He killed the little slut and restored the life of the old lady.

Although they said these words as angry words to relieve their hatred, there was some truth in them.

Mr. Wu was right, this was most likely caused by Yin spirits.

The biggest difference between Yin spirits in dreams and other Yin creatures is that they only appear during sleep.

Although the barber shop was the first scene, it is very likely that the ghost is still at home. Combined with the strange changes of the old lady, I am sure there must be something fishy!

Widow Zhang's home was built in the west of the village.

Red bricks and white tiles, surrounded by high walls, with several long and short strings of red peppers hanging under the eaves.

Before I figured out the truth, I didn't want to be noticed by the old lady, so I quietly climbed up the wall, took out my phone and took a photo.

The ground in the courtyard is clean and all the farm stuff is neatly placed.

The sweep marks on the ground were all new, and there was not even a trace of dust on the objects placed there. It was obvious that the old lady had cleaned them up after the death of Widow Zhang.

Although I don’t know what disease this old lady originally had or how sick she was. But she remained indifferent despite her daughter-in-law's mischief. It must be very serious. But within a few days, he recovered to such an extent that he could not only get out of bed and walk, but also clean the yard. This was obviously not normal!

I checked around and saw nothing unusual, so I gently jumped in from the corner and slowly approached the door.

The lights were turned off in the room, and it was dark, but there was a louder gurgling sound.

The grunting sound was extremely loud and thick. It was impossible to imagine that it was coming from an old lady who had just recovered from a serious illness. It was more like a tall, broad and strong man!

I couldn't help but feel something in my heart, and slowly took out the ghost-killing swords from my hiking bag.

"Hey, what kind of birdman?" I had just approached the window when a roar suddenly broke out in the room, and then I heard the bed board shaking, and the lights suddenly turned on.

My footsteps are extremely light. From such a long distance, it is extremely difficult for even the masters of Longquan Villa to notice, let alone a sleeping old lady. But how could this old lady be so alert?

I took two steps back slightly, and was secretly surprised when the door opened with a bang, and a skinny old lady swooped out.

The old lady was thin and withered, only a little over 1.4 meters tall, weighing no more than 60 to 70 pounds, but she actually carried an extremely powerful momentum when she jumped!

She held a rusty short knife in her hand, flicked it skillfully, pointed at my nose from a distance and said, "What kind of birdman are you? Why are you sneaking into my house?"

The voice was very rough, and the man's voice roared out from the gap between the old lady's almost missing teeth. It was really weird.

Without even thinking about it, this old lady must be possessed by a ghost.

"Who are you?" I asked coldly while holding down the ghost-slaying swords.

"Who do you care about a certain family? You're such a dirty thief, please kill me first." As he said that, the old lady jumped up and jumped up to a height of more than two meters. The short knife sank and struck straight at my head.

This move was extremely fierce and powerful. If I didn't parry, I would definitely be split in half.

I couldn't think about it that much, so I blocked it with a stack of two swords above my head.

There was a click, and the three swords collided with a loud bang. I was forced back four or five steps by this force, and my wrist was numb and aching!

This Yin spirit is so powerful.

The old lady missed, her eyes widened, and she rushed forward with her little cloth shoes on.

Swish, brush, brush! Three consecutive blows, the knife went straight to my neck and throat. Not only was it extremely powerful, but the knife technique was extremely fierce.

I couldn't resist it for a while, and the danger was everywhere!

"Huh? He's a good guy." The old lady was extremely shocked when she saw that I had to dodge even several blows. He looked me over again and shouted with his head held high, "Come on, come on! Today a certain family is going to fight San Lily with you and take the sword."

As he said that, he jumped up again, vowing to chop me to death.

This guy is extremely powerful, and he won't even die if he fights with him. If he continues to be entangled like this, I won't get any benefit.

But at this time, I also discovered a flaw in him.

This guy is holding a knife in one hand, and the other arm is not only completely motionless, but also hanging down like noodles, as if that hand doesn't obey the orders at all.

But judging from the pepper skewers hanging under the eaves and the neatly stacked debris, this is definitely not something that can be done with one hand. So... the Yin spirit possessing the old lady was a one-armed man during his lifetime? You have long been accustomed to using one hand, but you still haven’t gotten used to it?

This is an opportunity for me to have a head-on confrontation with you to see who you really are!

Thinking of this, I straightened my swords and directly mobilized Ran Min's strength. I went straight to his hanging arm and started slashing wildly.

At first, he could cope with it easily, but slowly he finally showed his defeat.

No matter how ferocious the Yin spirit was originally, it was in a possessed state after all, not its true body. Moreover, this is an old lady who has just recovered from a serious illness. Her body is extremely weak. No matter how powerful she is, she is no match for me.

Moreover, I found a flaw and targeted his weak points to attack. This guy gradually became overwhelmed and retreated steadily.

How can I leave him any breathing space? He was forced into the corner with several consecutive blows, all unique moves in the Yin Yang Sword Technique. While he was raising his knife to parry, he turned around in mid-air and kicked out a beautiful roundhouse kick, which hit his wrist.

With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground. The old lady took several steps back with a pale face, and finally fell to the ground dying.

I took a step forward, put two knives on his neck, and shouted angrily: "Tell me, who are you?"

"Hmph!" The old lady glared at me fiercely, twisted her neck, and shouted disdainfully: "What's the point of bullying me when I only have one arm? You're a bastard. Don't come here to make noise. If you want to kill me, You can shave as you please, if you frown, grandpa is not a good man."

"A hero?" I sneered. "Not only did you take away the old lady's body, but you also killed someone in the jute village. This is your glorious act as a hero."

"That whore deserves to die!" The old lady shouted with eyes split open: "The thing I hate most in my life is the whore. I wish I could kill all the women in the world who do not abide by their wives. Even if I become a ghost, I will not change my original intention."