Chapter 8: Ghost in the Mountain Village

"My dear, where are you going!"

This girl was all white, with white hair, white eyes, and a white dress, and her face was bloodless.

She jumped in front of Ye Yang with bare feet and grabbed his hand.

The woman's hand was cold to the touch, and there was no warmth from a living person.

Ye Yang looked back and found that she was holding a dried baby wrapped in a shroud in her arms, with a purple face and fangs like bamboo sticks exposed.

She curled up, hugged her knees with her hands, but there was a long snake-like tail dragging on the ground, but only bones were left of the tail.

This dried baby actually stood up slowly.

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

The face was bitten and bumpy.

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

Ye Yang shook him off, turning a deaf ear to him, and instead slapped Tuoyunma's horse's butt. Tuoyunma felt pain, screamed, and ran faster, rushing forward madly.

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The strange woman behind him was chasing him closely.

Fortunately, Tuoyunma was fast enough and could control vines, trees and grass, so it could walk in the forest as if it were flat ground, and it could always keep a distance from this strange woman.

Tuoyunma ran all night without rest.

It was not until the next day when the sun rose and a fiery red morning glow burned in the east that Ye Yang felt the coldness on his body turned away and his body gradually warmed up.

Relieved, Ye Yang continued to ride Tuoyunma and rushed towards Bihu Lake.

Bihu Lake is connected by water and lakes, stretching for hundreds of miles, with fertile soil and water. It is an important fishing and aquaculture area of ​​Feitianmen.

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

But now he looked up and saw that the roads were smooth and clean, the houses around were also repaired, and there were already many three- or four-story buildings on the streets, which was a huge change.

Bihu Lake is mainly based on fishing, so there are many docks here. At this moment, as he walked along, he saw many men casting nets on the lake to catch fish and shouting to sell.

However, Ye Yang found many outsiders with messy hair, black faces, tattered clothes, and pale faces.

Their eyes were dull, and some even sold their children and daughters on the street, and sold themselves to bury their fathers. They looked like they had suffered a disaster.

As the nominal manager of Bihu Lake, Chazi Zhang is also the largest family in Bihu Lake.

The family residence is on the largest dock in Bihu Lake, and the entire family residence is not built on land.

Instead, it was fixed by countless sampans, black-sailed boats, iron ships, and giant ships with chains as thick as a human head, thus forming a spectacular castle on the lake.

Ye Yang looked up and saw that on the surface of the green lake, the black boats were united together, like a giant beast lying on the water, with a strong pressure.

The Zhang family of Chazi seemed to have received the news long ago, and wiped the deck of the family residence very cleanly. There were already seven or eight high-level members of the family waiting in front of the dock.

As soon as they saw Ye Yang riding on the Tuoyun horse, they immediately gathered around and said: "Excuse me, is Ye Protector in front?"

Ye Yang nodded, not surprised at all.

It had been two days since he came from Feitianmen to the Zhang family of Chazi. The sect should have passed his information to the Zhang family long ago.

Ye Protector is a respectful title. As a disciple of Feitianmen, if he breaks through to the realm of warriors in the next step, he will be able to obtain the title of protector.

Although he is not a master now, he came to the Zhang family, representing the superior sect. The Zhang family called him up one level, which was quite thoughtful.

The Zhang family is a local tyrant. These seven or eight people are wearing the "Flying Harpoon" style clothing of the Zhang family.

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

"Who is this person? Why is he welcomed by the Zhang family like this?"

"I have never seen him before. Could he be a disciple of Feitianmen?"

"Look at the horse he rides. It is a Tuoyun horse. Only the high-level officials of Feitianmen can use it when traveling."

"Hiss! This man is so young, but he is already a high-level official. Could he be a cultivator in the realm of warriors?"

Everyone was surprised and discussed, with a pair of eyes filled with complex expressions such as envy, fear, and flattery.

Ye Yang sat on the Tuoyun horse and coughed.

"The sect has a rule that you cannot disturb people when welcoming people, you cannot leave the auditorium, and you cannot stand outside the door to welcome people. Don't do this next time."

"That's right, that's right. Ye, the guardian, has been traveling all the way, so we have prepared good wine and food. You can rest first."

Ye Yang got off the horse, and a bearded, pot-bellied monk immediately helped Ye Yang lead the horse.

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

Looking at the butler Zhang, who is above the tens of thousands of people in Bihuze and can decide the fate of countless people, holding the stirrups for him.

Even though Ye Yang felt that he was very cunning, he couldn't help but feel a little proud at this moment.

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

And this time it was so grand.

On the one hand, the Zhang family already had family members in Feitianmen. Ye Yang's performance, martial arts, and talent in Feitianmen were well-known and he had been listed as a key target of care by the Zhang family.

On the other hand, it was because Ye Yang was a descendant of an old friend of the sect's senior leaders. The current three elders, four Vajra, and the hall master and protector had contact with his father when he was alive.

Although he is no longer popular now, he fought to the death in Taohuawu of Feitianmen at that time and was a role model. The sect naturally had to take care of his descendants.

Third, today, the ancestor of the Zhang family followed the head of the sect and disappeared. There were few masters in the family and the combat power was limited, so they allowed the fierce crocodile to show off his power and had to ask Feitianmen for help. Next, they will ask for help from them.

"Why are there so many refugees on the street?"

Walking into the gate, Ye Yang spoke with a little confusion.

Zhang Tong spoke.

"It was a disaster that befell the old Yangzhou and the surrounding areas. First, there was no rain for three years, and the land was barren for thousands of miles. Then there were floods and locust plagues. The people were living in misery, so bandits were everywhere and the people fled."

After that, Zhang Tong said, "In the past few years, under the leadership of Feitianmen and the governance of the Zhang family, our Bishuize has prospered and merchants have gathered."

"So the refugees flocked here to make a living."

Although the Zhang family's residence was connected by a giant ship, when you walked into the gate, you could see a huge courtyard built by ramming the earth.

"Protector Ye, I have already arranged fine wine, beautiful maids, and delicious food. Take a rest first, and then report to you about the ferocious crocodile."

"Simple meals will do, and don't prepare spiritual wine."

This time he came with the mission of exorcising monsters, and there might be a fierce battle, so he naturally had no intention of enjoying it.

If the fine wine delayed the matter, it would be a loss.

"That's natural, that's natural."

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

Ye Yang sat in the main seat, looking at his nose and his heart, without saying a word, and it was unknown what he was thinking. On his left sat Zhang Liaoyuan, the current patriarch of the Zhang family.

Zhang Liaoyuan has the eighth level of Tongqi cultivation, but many years of pampered life have made his eyes a little slack, his muscles loose, and his belly has a lot of fat.

Although he has the eighth level of Tongqi cultivation, Ye Yang estimated that if he really fights for life and death, he may not be able to beat even the sixth level of Tongqi cultivators.

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

Zhang Feng has a cold face and is serious. He is not very old, about thirty years old, and has a hand-wrapped Chi beast spitting fire sword on his waist.

Although he sat down, his left hand never left the hilt.

Ye Yang guessed that the other party was good at left-hand swordsmanship. He had heard of Zhang Feng's name, known as the Zhang Family Fire Sword.

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

Although he also has the eighth level of Tongqi cultivation, the water vapor is full in the thousand-mile Bihu Lake.

I'm afraid that it would be good if he could use 70% or 80% of his skills.

Seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly. After a conversation with everyone, he already knew that the newly discovered five-point water spirit field of the Zhang family was deep in the Bihu Lake.

Zhang Feng's fire sword may not be able to be relied on in a big battle.

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

"Although this person is not bad, his cultivation is too low, only at the seventh level of Tongqi. That giant crocodile is not an ordinary person."

"The sect seems to underestimate the giant crocodile, or overestimate Ye Yang?"

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

If he had to accompany any disciple from Feitian Sect, he would not have to do anything all day, and he would not be able to receive them.

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 strong crossbows and hard bows, but when the giant crocodile met many people, it dived into deep water, and the means on the shore were completely ineffective.

Ordinary people are far from being opponents. If the great patriarch of the family was not there, why would they go to Feitian Sect for help? Even the five-point water spirit field was exposed.

Thinking this in his heart, Zhang Liaoyuan's face was still calm, and he asked Ye Yang about his well-being from time to time.

Zhang Feng had a cold expression on his face, sitting next to Ye Yang, but he had nothing to say, just sensing Ye Yang's breath.

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