MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Yining Village

Having come to this, Shen Yucheng had no other choice. At this moment, he deeply understood the saying “paper can’t contain fire.” To cover up a lie, one had to use countless layers of lies to suppress it, and constantly be wary of whether these layers of paper would burn.

He silently followed behind the group, but he didn’t expect that this training mission would actually come from Yining Village. To be honest, he didn’t want to set foot in that place.

He had visited this place before, and even had some friendship with the people in the village. At that time, he had been recuperating on Hanji Mountain for many years, and had been living in the Northern Region during that period. Once, when his injury had improved slightly, he went down the mountain for a casual walk, and happened to pass by Yining Village. At that time, the village was being attacked by demons.

He couldn’t stand it and helped out. But the villagers regarded him as a god descended to earth…

“Ah, we’re here, is this Yining Village?”

His thoughts were interrupted, Shen Yucheng came back to his senses and looked in the direction of the crowd. At the entrance of the village stood a wooden sign, with the words “Yining Village” carved on it. The writing was already mottled, and it seemed that it hadn’t been repaired for many years. The whole village hadn’t changed much from what he remembered.

Nie Yue compared the words and nodded, “Yes, this is the place.”

The crowd entered the village one after another, Shen Yucheng then took a step, but at the moment of stepping into the village entrance, his heart tightened suddenly, and his steps slowly stopped. No one noticed his abnormality, except for Yan Quanye.

“What’s wrong?” Yan Quanye was no stranger to Shen Yucheng’s sudden stop, and asked casually.

Shen Yucheng’s face was a little unsightly, and he said in a low voice, “…I can’t go in.”

“Why?”

“Do you remember what the villagers did after we helped them clear the demons here?” Shen Yucheng’s eyes sank slightly, as if he could directly see the scene at that time.

Hearing this, Yan Quanye couldn’t help swallowing, his eyes flickered, and finally he shrank back into the contract.

Shen Yucheng took half a step back, Mo Yifeng in front of him seemed to have a telepathic connection, immediately squinted his eyes from afar, staring at Shen Yucheng’s steps, with a posture of “If you don’t come in again, believe it or not, I’ll just carry you in.”

Shen Yucheng was in a dilemma, seeing that Nie Yue had already begun to negotiate with the villagers, Shen Yucheng gritted his teeth, determined in his heart, at worst he would be pestered!

He lowered his head and quickly mixed into the crowd.

Several leaders were learning the details of the incident from the villagers, and the disciples in the rear were waiting quietly for assignments. Shen Yucheng quietly raised his eyes, his gaze swept over the crowd, and finally fell on the villager who was talking to the leader.

The moment he saw the other party, that terrible memory emerged.

Several years ago, he had passed by this place and easily solved the demons. Perhaps because he easily suppressed those things that were considered “big demons” in the eyes of the villagers, this group of people actually regarded him as a god.

At that time, he planned to leave the next day, but the villagers forcibly kept him overnight in the name of a “thank you banquet.”

Shen Yucheng didn’t think much about it at the time, probably because he hadn’t tasted human food for a long time, he relaxed his vigilance for a while, but he didn’t expect the food to be drugged.

The villagers put a dose of sleeping drug in the food that was enough to knock down an adult beast.

When he woke up, he was already bound by a spirit-suppressing rope, lying on the steps of a temple.

The villagers worshipped him, regarded him as a true “god,” and wanted to keep him here forever…

But how could Shen Yucheng obediently stay here and let them control him.

Fortunately, he was born with a violent spiritual constitution, and ordinary spirit-suppressing ropes couldn’t suppress him. He shattered the spirit ropes on the spot and fled in embarrassment.

And now, the villager who was talking to the leader was the one who persuaded him to stay back then. He remembered that the other party seemed to be called…

“Ayan, right? Let’s go and see the injured villagers first.”

This villager named Ayan looked about thirty years old, wearing a beige coarse cloth coat, with a gentle smile on his face, which made people feel defenseless.

“Okay, immortals, please come this way.” Ayan smiled and raised his hand to signal.

Mo Yifeng and the others walked in the front, but Ayan was not at the forefront, but walked side by side with the disciples, chatting about the weather here, giving people a very friendly feeling.

Shen Yucheng continued to walk with his head down, but whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that Ayan’s gaze occasionally passed through the crowd and fell on him.

The sweat in his palms flowed down like a waterfall, but he could only comfort himself that he had disguised himself, and the other party would not recognize him.

Just then, the leader stopped, “Is it here?”

Shen Yucheng was uneasy, and didn’t notice the stop in front, and didn’t stop in time, hitting the disciple in front. He quickly apologized, lowered his head and stepped back, but didn’t realize…

Ayan outside the crowd froze in place as if struck by evil.

His body didn’t move, but his head turned slowly and strangely.

His eyes widened abnormally, the whites of his eyes were more than the pupils, as deep as a bottomless pit, staring fixedly in the direction of Shen Yucheng.

Shen Yucheng was still bowing his head, the voices around him gradually disappeared, and he suddenly had a definite bad feeling in his heart, and a sense of oppression enveloped his whole body.

As time passed, this feeling became more and more intense.

“–Is that you? Immortal Master Shen.”

Thump thump!!

Shen Yucheng’s heart suddenly shrank.

The voice sounded faintly, like a ghost language drilled out from the ground: “Immortal Master, long time no see.”

Shen Yucheng felt the disciples around him gradually disperse, as if making way for that “devil.”

Footsteps sounded, Ayan dragged his straw sandals and slowly approached Shen Yucheng step by step.

“Immortal Master, why are you back? Have you finally figured it out–”

Ayan stretched out his hand blankly, his eyes were fiery, and his eyes looking at Shen Yucheng were like looking at a sacred existence.

Just as his hand was about to fall on Shen Yucheng’s shoulder–

“Pa–!”

A crisp sound suddenly exploded.

Shen Yucheng suddenly felt a warm touch coming from his side, Shen Yucheng raised his head blankly, and what came into view was Mo Yifeng’s tall and straight figure, blocking his whole person behind him.

He stood in front of Shen Yucheng, neatly slapped Ayan’s hand away, and glared coldly, “What do you want to do?”

This crisp sound was like a demon-repelling bell, awakening everyone from their trance.

The disciples realized that they had made way for Ayan at some point. Nie Yue was also stunned for a moment, and then vigilantly stared at Ayan.

Ayan took back his hand blankly, looked down at the red mark on the back of his hand, and after a moment of silence, when he raised his head again, the mania just now disappeared, and he returned to his original gentleness: “Ah, sorry, maybe I mistook someone, I hope I didn’t disturb the immortals.”

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd. But at the moment he turned around, Shen Yucheng clearly captured his empty eyes, as if silently saying, “It must be you.”

Shen Yucheng stood in place, his nails embedded in his palms, exuding blood, he could only use this to suppress the trembling of his body.

This village is more wrong than before.

Mo Yifeng looked down at him, as if he had a lot to ask, but in the end, he didn’t say anything, and turned to follow the crowd to check the condition of the injured.

“Are you okay? Do you want to rest first?” Yan Quanye ran out, looked at Shen Yucheng’s face, and his tone unconsciously softened.

Shen Yucheng shook his head.

Yan Quanye frowned: “It’s different now than it was then, you have already successfully transcended the tribulation, and you won’t be…” Speaking of this, his voice gradually lowered, and finally said: “If you really can’t, then sneak away when they are not paying attention.”

Shen Yucheng didn’t answer, just sat silently outside.

Soon, the disciples walked out one after another, and the leaders gathered together to discuss what they had just seen.

Nie Yue thoughtfully, nodded: “That kind of wound… does not seem to be caused by humans.”

“Even extremely sharp spikes, it is difficult to achieve this level.” Another leader echoed.

Li Juemu frowned: “But I have a question, that kind of injury has basically penetrated the skull, logically speaking, the injured person should die on the spot, right?”

“But we just clearly investigated that they… still have breath, and even the vitality in their bodies is still flowing.”

Shen Yucheng closed his eyes and meditated. After a short rest, he was much calmer than before. He hadn’t considered Yan Quanye’s suggestion, but he didn’t want to run away like this before things were resolved.

At least, he had to figure out what was going on here.

“The injured’s body has no other external injuries, the only fatal injury is the hole in the head.”

Shen Yucheng raised his head and saw Mo Yifeng walking towards him, his tone calm: “There is a hole chiseled in their skulls.”

Finally stopped in front of him: “What do you think of this?”

Shen Yucheng was stunned, his thoughts were a little distracted, and his reaction was a few beats slower than usual.

This is… specifically asking for his opinion?

Mo Yifeng looked at him quietly, his eyes clear, without the slightest sense of oppression, as if he could directly penetrate his layers of defenses and look directly at his soul. This kind of gaze did not make him feel uneasy, but made him feel a lot calmer.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth: “With such a big hole in the head, even if there was a divine doctor present at the time, it would be impossible to save him.”

Mo Yifeng didn’t speak, but his expression showed that he agreed with his words.

Recalling the discussion of Nie Yue and the others just now, Shen Yucheng frowned slightly: “The vitality is still flowing, but it can also be faked… Has anyone checked if there is anything in their brains?”

“That person has been staring at us, not allowing us to carefully check the condition of the injured.” The person Mo Yifeng was referring to in his words was Ayan.

Shen Yucheng instantly had a bottom line in his heart, the things Ayan was guarding must have something strange about them, things he didn’t want them to discover.

Just as he raised his head, as if guessing what he wanted to say, Mo Yifeng said one step ahead: “Sneak in at night to see.”

Shen Yucheng paused, then breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn’t help but smile lightly: “Okay.”

It was strange, just now he felt that this village was suffocating, but now staying beside Mo Yifeng, that feeling disappeared.

Mo Yifeng returned to the leader’s team, Shen Yucheng was still sitting, at this time, several disciples nearby seemed to be whispering, but in fact they deliberately amplified their voices.

“Hey, some people, relying on their good looks, are obviously here for training, but they are pampered, this place is uncomfortable, that place is also uncomfortable, and they don’t even dare to go in and see the injured.”

Others echoed: “In my opinion, he is just incompetent, so he pretends to be weak, and he needs Sword Master to take care of him.”

“How did this kind of person come to train? Let’s go back quickly, this place is not suitable for him”

The more they talked, the more energetic they became, but in a blink of an eye, Shen Yucheng, who was originally standing there, was gone.

“Tsk, is he gone? How boring.”

“Heh, could it be that he was scared and left directly? That’s why I said–ah!!!”

A wisp of white smoke floated by, and the disciple who had just spoken suddenly screamed.

“Snake! There’s a snake!!”

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he ran forward in terror, but he didn’t notice a tree in front of him, and crashed into it, seeing stars on the spot.

Several disciples who were talking to him also screamed, panicking.

But in the eyes of outsiders, they were just screaming wildly on the empty grass, as if frightened by something.

Nie Yue looked over at the sound, her brows furrowed slightly, the next second, Mo Yifeng slightly turned his body, blocking her sight, and smiled faintly: “It’s okay, the disciples are just playing around.”

His smiling eyes fell on Shen Yucheng not far away, who looked like it had nothing to do with him.