Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

Fei Yuzhen was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he deliberately went in along the outermost part of the village. The girl's home was at the other end of Yulin Village.

It was a somewhat dilapidated wooden house, standing quietly a hundred meters away from the sea, as if it had been forgotten by the years.

Eroded by the sea breeze for many years, its outer wall had peeled off, revealing the wooden structure inside, which looked particularly vicissitudes and desolate.

The layout of this wooden house was very strange, and it was a few hundred meters away from the village, as if it did not belong here.

Fei Yuzhen glanced at the Holy Blade in the sky, and said meanly: "Blade, you are not following the girl here, are you?"

"Otherwise, how do you know she lives here?"

The Holy Blade rolled his eyes at Fei Yuzhen, and said with a hint of anger in his cold tone:

"My lifesaver, I'm just going to take a look, you useless master."

Fei Yuzhen did not refute, a meal of kindness really needs to be repaid.

Suddenly, a strange idea flashed through his mind. Yiyong is here, can we match them up?

Hehehe! ＜(*ΦωΦ*)＞

Yiyong, do you want a wife or not?

Feiyuzhen was very excited when he thought of Yiyong's expression at that time.

Looking at his master's rolling eyes, Shengren was extremely disgusted. This guy must have been holding back his fart and was thinking about causing trouble again.

After a while, Shengren stopped on the roof of the wooden house, and Feiyuzhen squatted under the window, like a thief.

But squatting under someone's eaves like this did feel like stealing.

But there was one thing he cared about, that is, there was still a fire in the house. It was very unreasonable to not sleep so late in this era without smartphones and the Internet.

Just look at the village in the distance and you will know that there is no light in the house.

"Sanlang, look at what she is doing?" Feiyuzhen poked the old crow who was dozing on his shoulder and whispered.

"Ah?"

"What's wrong?"

"Is there a ghost?"

Kuan Saburo asked three questions in a daze. The most important thing was that its voice was about to poke the sky. Fei Yuzhen hurriedly covered its mouth, but it was too late.

The little girl carefully poked her head out and saw Fei Yuzhen. She frowned tightly. After all, anyone would be scared to find a stranger squatting outside the window in the middle of the night.

After seeing who was coming, she spoke faintly and said puzzledly: "Mr. Traveler, if you are hungry, please knock on the door. This will scare people to death."

The little girl pouted and retracted her head. Soon, the door opened. She looked at Fei Yuzhen and found the crow on his shoulder and the knife on his waist. She immediately asked vigilantly:

"Mr. Traveler, what do you want to do?"

"Didn't I say, stay away from this village!"

Fei Yuzhen scratched his head awkwardly and glanced at Kuan Saburo with resentment. The old crow really pitted his teammates.

"Well, I want to ask you about someone." He stood up and said with a smile. Anyway, he was discovered, so it was better to tell the truth. "It's a guy who looks like he deserves a beating. He's about my age, a man."

Feeling that the description was not so accurate, he continued to add: "It's the guy who smashed the shrine in your village. I'm his friend."

Who knew that Fei Yuzhen had just finished speaking when there was a loud bang. The little girl closed the door and an unhappy voice came from inside the house.

"Mr. Traveler, I haven't seen the friend you mentioned, and I don't know how the shrine was broken. Please leave my house immediately!"

The little girl's words were excited, and anyone who was not stupid could hear what she knew.

"Alas!" Fei Yuzhen sighed. Why did this girl become a different person when she mentioned the matter of Yiyong and the shrine? She was deliberately covering up something.

Before he could continue to ask, the door opened again. This time, the little girl came out with a kitchen knife. She rolled her eyes at Fei Yuzhen and said:

"I don't want to fight. Please leave my house quickly!"

Fei Yuzhen was completely dumbfounded when she saw this, because the little girl put the knife on her neck.

"Okay, okay!" Fei Yuzhen backed away and comforted the other party, "I'll leave right away. Put the knife away. It's dangerous. Children playing with knives will wet the bed at night!"

"Go quickly, don't try to threaten me with force. I know you guys know some kung fu..." The little girl regretted it after she said it. Doesn't this mean that she has admitted in disguise that she has seen people like Fei Yuzhen.

She blushed and urged: "I'll count to three seconds. If you don't leave, I'll die, and then you will indirectly kill a life!"

Hearing this, Fei Yuzhen turned and ran, and disappeared in the village in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!" The little girl sighed, closed the door helplessly, and muttered, "Why don't you listen one by one?"

It was three o'clock in the morning, and people had already fallen asleep. Fei Yuzhen lay on the beach, observing the small wooden house on the beach with a telescope.As expected, the door of the wooden house opened, and the little girl, carrying a fish basket, closed the door quietly. After looking around vigilantly, she walked quickly towards the cliff on the other side of the village.

Fei Yuzhen saw that the other party was far away, and hurriedly followed. The other party really knew where Yiyong was imprisoned.

Following all the way, Fei Yuzhen followed into a small forest. Among the lush branches, a dilapidated temple with a faint light could be seen faintly. In front of the dilapidated temple sat two adult men sleeping soundly, who seemed to be villagers of Yulin Village.

The little girl quietly pushed open the door of the dilapidated temple without making any sound.

"I remember, Yiyong is there!" Seeing the familiar place, Kuan Sanlang suddenly had an idea, and he remembered everything.

Fei Yuzhen rolled his eyes at it, and complained helplessly, saying: "Uh... I know it too!"

"Yes..." Before Kuan Sanlang could speak, Fei Yuzhen pinched its mouth and signaled it not to speak. The exposure in the wooden house was still fresh in his memory.

Please stop using your magic, Master Kuan Sanlang.

After Fei Yuzhen went around to the ruined temple, he found that it had no windows. He had no choice but to climb onto the roof. The ruined temple was not even as high as Taoshan's house, so it was easy to climb up.

He moved a tile and looked through the gap. The flickering candlelight reflected two figures.

One was Yiyong, who was tied up like a caterpillar, and the other was the little girl.

It can be seen that the villagers were really afraid that Yiyong would escape. In addition to wrapping him with hemp ropes, they also tied Yiyong's hands and feet with chains.

The little girl emphasized again and again that Yiyong should not make a sound. When she saw him nod in agreement, she took off the hemp cloth stuffed in Yiyong's mouth.

"Let me out, there are ghosts in the village!" Yiyong did not shout loudly, but said calmly. He did not look like a kidnapped person at all.

"Also, I only smashed one shrine, the rest are not mine..."

Before Yiyong finished, the little girl put her index finger on his lips and said with guilt: "I know it's not you, but please eat well."

"When I steal the key to the chain, I will let you out."

Yiyong nodded, the little girl smiled, and then took out the rice ball and water from the fish basket.

She put the rice ball to Yiyong's mouth and said something involuntarily.

"Be good, open your mouth, ah~"

Yiyong bit it expressionlessly. The other party was right. He had to fill his stomach, otherwise he would not have the energy to kill the ghost.

When he got out, he must find the ghost.