Strange Tales of the Ghosts

That night, the village chief's home was attacked by a wolf. Although it was not fatal, the family was severely frightened. The next day, the village chief and others stopped Mo Chuchen at the intersection out of the village. The old man knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Please, save us."

"Old man, please get up quickly." Mo Chuchen couldn't bear the old man's kneeling, and quickly helped the village chief and other people who were kneeling up. "What on earth is going on?"

"Something big happened. A wolf came to the village chief's house yesterday. It was so big." A young man gestured.

Mo Chuchen frowned and asked softly: "Wolf?"

"What a big wolf. It opened its mouth as if it was going to eat me alive. Look, these are all injuries." The village chief lifted up his clothes and showed Mo Chuchen.

Mo Chuchen took a look and saw that the wounds were just bruises, with no external scars. It didn't look like he had been attacked, but like he had bumped into something. He couldn't help but sigh. He knew that this incident must be caused by Qing Yu. Therefore, the villagers' exaggeration was just to protect themselves.

"Old man, to catch wolves, you should gather the young and strong men in the village. Why are you looking for me?"

"That's not an ordinary wolf, it's a wolf spirit!" The village chief's voice trembled, and he looked frightened.

Qingyu hid in the dark and snickered. She felt satisfied when she thought about how scared the family was last night, but she was also worried, in case...

At this time, he didn't know what happened. Qing Yu only saw those villagers surrounding Mo Chuchen. Mo Chuchen didn't fight back or resist, he just frowned. Qingyu's first thought was whether Mo Chuchen was in danger. Did the villagers know that he and Mo Chuchen knew each other? So why don’t you leave the dust? After all the speculations, seeing that these villagers did not harm Mo Chuchen, she endured it and prepared to go out to rescue people after dark.

There were many people guarding outside Guan Mo Chuchen's house, all of them tall men. After waiting for a few hours, the sun went down and the number of people gradually became less and less. In the end, only two people were left. Just when Qing Yu was about to show up, the old village chief walked into Guan Mo Chuchen's thatched hut. Qing Yu, who was climbing on the roof, could vaguely hear the conversation inside.

"Old man, how long do you want to lock me up?"

"Hey, sir, don't be surprised. We have no choice but to do this. Although the wolf spirit has not killed us yet, there is no guarantee that he will not come looking for trouble in the future, so..."

"So, you plan to keep me imprisoned here?"

"If sir can help us get rid of that scourge, of course we can leave."

"What if I don't agree?"

"If sir doesn't agree, then don't blame us." The village chief sighed, and Qingyu saw him hand a bowl of food in front of Mo Chuchen. "Sir, you haven't eaten all day, so you should eat something first."

"I'm tired. I'm in the process of fasting and don't want to eat or drink." Mo Chuchen sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.

Seeing that Mo Chuchen was unmoved, the old village chief sighed and left... The only thing he could do was to keep Mo Chuchen. He didn't know if Mo Chuchen could be of any help, but something was better than nothing. , this is a kind of panic in the heart. Some people say that "if a person is desperate, he can ask God", but what if "God is desperate?" ’ Mo Chuchen is like an insubstantial god who may or may not exist. People in this village would rather believe that. Keeping Mo Chuchen is a comfort to them.

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