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Chapter 14 The Goatman's Secret 【4】

Compared with reincarnation, no one knows better than the poor monk

The mayor's house was not far away, and behind him was the sun rising lazily, piercing through the fog and casting a layer of warm sun on several people.

Unexpectedly, in this situation, I felt a long-lost relaxation, and Jingchen's pace became a little lighter.

But there was a strange sound at the end of the line that made people a little concerned. It sounded like a faint cough.

He stopped, but only saw Shen Gong who was walking at the end in an unhurried pace, and the gloominess surrounding his brows was even heavier, mixed with a few traces of strange sternness.

The man with glasses and Peng Yun were immersed in their own world and didn't notice anything.

All this seemed to be just Jing Chen's illusion, but he knew that he was not yet at the age of hearing hallucinations, so he was more on guard against Shen Gong.

But now the other party has not done anything dangerous, so it can be temporarily put down.

Just because the distance is not far, it didn't take long to stand again at the mayor's house, which he had avoided before.

Across the high courtyard wall, I heard the sheep bleating from inside. It seems that this is not the home of the "mayor", but a farming family.

When knocking on the door and no one responded, I could clearly feel the depressive feeling around me relieved a lot.

Peng Yun let out a long breath of pent-up breath, they now knew that the mayor and even the whole town residents are half-human, half-goat monsters, not to mention that the old man killed Ying Wu.

Of course there is fear.

"Is the mayor not at home like before, so let's go in directly?"

Indeed, the previous mayor was not at home every morning.

Naturally, Jing Chen did not reject the proposal, he used his actions to push open the door.

Go one step ahead.

There is still no change from when they left in a hurry. A few sheep are wandering aimlessly in the yard, and there are still black particles of sheep droppings scattered everywhere on the ground, giving off a strange smell.

Jingchen's amber pupils looked at the flock of sheep as if they were looking for something, but they didn't find anything, so they could only lower their eyes and walk in another direction.

He stirred up a breeze as he walked, and in a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the door of the mayor's wife's bedroom. Out of politeness, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Peng Yun also recognized where it was, she lowered her volume: "Are we here to get the other half of the map?"

"Probably." Jingchen thought that now is not a good time to chat, and the answer was relatively concise.

There was no response for a long time, and when everyone thought that no one was inside, there was a weak voice.

"Who..." Although it was only one word, it seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, and it was very difficult.

"It's us, is it convenient to come in?" Jingchen's demeanor was unmistakable, and his speech was slow and orderly.

Even the always weak man with glasses felt that if it was him instead, he would only think of kicking the door open, get his things and leave here quickly, although it would appear rough and unmannered.

After agreeing, Jingchen pushed the door that made a "squeak" sound. When the door was opened, a strange smell came from the room.

The strange smell of mutton, which seemed to be emitted by animals, filled the room and slapped their faces.

After staying in this town for a few days, Jingchen didn't feel much discomfort with the smell.

But other people may not be so adaptable, some pinch their noses, some frown.

When ignoring the strange smell and looking at the bed in the room, you will be shocked by an even more unacceptable scene.

The body of the old lady lying on the bed was obviously deformed. Her body was covered with a layer of white wool, her fingers became sharp and slender, and her legs looked exactly like those of the monsters. Only her face remained unchanged from what she saw before.

It cannot be called a human, nor can it be called a monster, because a process of transformation from a monster to a human is going on right now.

The hair on the old lady's body began to fade, revealing the vicissitudes of human skin, the sharp fingertips gradually disappeared, and the black hooves changed into feet with curled toes...

This process, which lasted nearly 5 minutes, made the old lady very painful, she could not speak a word with her eyes closed and trembled all over.

When she slowed down and opened her eyes again, her eyes didn't have the crazy look before, but were wise and rational.

She looked around the four young men, her eyes skipped unnaturally when she was about to meet Shen Gong's gaze.

After a little thought, it seems to understand why they came.

"Did you find what you wanted in the library?" Although it was an interrogative sentence, she was a little weak when speaking, resulting in a weak and flat tone.

Peng Yun and the man with glasses were a little uncomfortable with the old lady's different appearance from before, but seeing Jing Chen and the way they talked with each other familiarly, they were a little curious about when the relationship between the two became closer.

But Jing Chen was very mysterious along the way, but he never did anything to hurt them, and his behavior was just the opposite, so they didn't get too entangled.

Shen Gong just folded his arms, and was more silent than before, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and something was brewing in his eyes.

"I found it, but a part is missing. Do you know where it is?" Jing Chen took out the half-remaining map and unfolded it to the old lady.

The old lady has recovered a lot of strength, and she is no different from usual, but the unhealed wound on her body prevents her from getting out of bed.

He smiled while watching, and continued: "The other half was originally placed in a drawer in the room, but it was destroyed by him yesterday."

This sentence is like a cold wind that suddenly blows from the North Pole, chilling the heart that is beating because of hope.

The man with glasses even felt his legs go limp at the thought of his fate of becoming a meatball, and all the blood on his face faded...

"Oh, it's a pity that I haven't left here for decades, otherwise I could try to restore the map for you." What the old lady didn't finish was that the mayor's mind would definitely have a clearer way to leave.

After all, the mayor is the only "person" here who still has contact with the outside world. He can even know the news of the outside world. From time to time, he can bring back some people who came to the town because they got lost or were curious.

But the mayor would not help them leave. From what she knew, even if it took the old man's life, he would not let the food leave.

Everything seemed to be deadlocked again.

Jing Chen was not infected by the desolate atmosphere around him, but in this situation seemed to be talking about an irrelevant topic, with the usual tone: "If I remember correctly, there seemed to be a pregnant ewe in the yard, but now it seems No trace."

These words seemed to be endless and somewhat abrupt, but they made the old lady's face suddenly calm down.

Her pale and chappy lips were tightly pressed, and it took a while before she let go: "You guessed it? If you can know it just because of one sentence, it really admires me."

Her words seemed to be asking and answering herself.

The conversation between the two looked like a riddle to the man with glasses and Peng Yun. It was clear that every word could be understood but connected together, but people didn't know the meaning.

Under Jingchen's acquiescence, the old lady knew that her mind was not enough to help with the map, but she still knew where the ewes were.

"It just finished giving birth and is still resting with Dr. Huang."

A flash of light flashed across Jing Chen's eyes, and he felt that it might not be too long before he left here.

Just as he was about to say goodbye and leave, he suddenly heard the sound of violent footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps were noisy and disturbing, and they all carried a certain weight, so there were quite a few people when they heard them.

These footsteps surrounded them, they were all grown men, most of them were strong men.

Perhaps the few young people in this town are already here.

The old lady who was still weak on the bed seemed to have a stress response and tried to shrink her whole body to the corner of the bed, but her body with limited mobility did not cooperate.

It just made her look a little more pitiful.

The leading mayor was still smiling, and he stroked his goatee with his hands, standing there quite calmly.

The temperament of the whole person has become stronger, as if he no longer bothers to pretend in front of them, after all, there is no need for that.

"A-Lian, what have you told these outsiders? How many times have I told you not to do this kind of betrayal of the town again. Okay?"

His last two enunciations were relatively light, which seemed to be a little tender, but if you noticed the hands clenched into fists behind his back, you could easily see through the superficial calm.

No wonder the old lady was afraid.

Seeing that the old lady did not respond to him, the mayor turned his attention to Jingchen and the others.

"I advise you not to waste your efforts in vain. No matter what, you can't leave this town. It's better to enter reincarnation and get rid of it early." The mayor persuaded with "kindness", but his eyes were fixed on the net. Dust, with a raging appetite.

This fair and delicate skin, and the light fragrance emanating from the long-term vegetarian diet, are simply the supreme delicacy!

He couldn't hide his thoughts, and he didn't want to hide them. Even the residents with those other weapons cast their salivating eyes on the monk.

This made Jing Chen feel psychologically uncomfortable, and even very helpless as to how he would be so suitable for the appetite of monsters.

Goosebumps appeared on his neck because of these malice, but the mayor's words made him chuckle: "Actually, when it comes to reincarnation, the poor monk should know better."

"Life and death are like wheels turning..."

"A Buddha once said: See dependent origination everywhere, in everything, in everything."

Mayor: Huh? ?

Knife-wielding crowd: ...

Jingchen felt that the uncomfortable sight on his body finally disappeared, but these people still showed doubts and inquiries. It seems that even monsters still have the heart to study.

"You don't understand just because it's too profound. The poor monk knows a thing or two about Buddhism, why don't you sit and talk first?" If the mayor can pick up his beliefs and do good deeds, taking them out of here is the next step. It's good.

Before the mayor could speak, a certain man behind him put down the stick in his hand, "Is this the case, it's not impossible..."

"What are you talking about?! Arrest them all and lock them up!"

The author says:

small theater:

Jingchen sighed again and again: Oh, is my meat so popular with monsters?

Author: It's okay, it's okay!Master, you are not Tang Seng meat, you are not that exaggerated, really don't need to be sad!

Jing Chen: I am not sad about this.

Author: What is that?

Jing Chen: It is the poor monk's failure to convert this group of lovely little goats to Buddhism.

The author's fantasy - [goat people queuing up to shave their heads] and goose screaming with laughter!