Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"No need, just watch him. If anything goes wrong, put this talisman on him." Zhao Xuan refused and glanced at Yin Shuze who had been lying there all night and had not woken up.

Yin Shuze's face turned pale. Even with a hemostatic talisman on his chest, the bleeding stopped. After all, he was injured by a fierce ghost. Even if there was no ghost energy eroding Yin Shuze's body, excessive blood loss was a big problem.

Although Zhao Xuan expelled the evil spirit from Yin Shuze's body neatly afterwards, the big hole was still there, and there was no professional doctor to treat it...

The longer time goes by, the faster Yin Shuze's life will pass away.

He took out a yellow talisman that Wang Chenhan couldn't understand and handed it to him, saying, "Remember to pay attention to his condition. If it's too late, he won't be able to be saved."

After Zhao Xuan finished explaining, he walked out of the village chief's house.

Jiang Yurong and Wang Chenhan wanted to follow, but Zhao Xuan's words clearly showed that he didn't want them to follow. Even if they were so tactless, they would not follow.

Zhao Xuan had just walked out of the gate, down the stairs, and walked down the slope a few steps when he saw a tall figure standing under a jujube tree with his back to him.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, approached Yu Zhengqiu, and asked slowly, "What a coincidence, you are here to digest your food too?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhengqiu turned around and faced Zhao Xuan, "Yes."

He did not refute, but Zhao Xuan smiled, a smile that was meaningful, as if silently saying to Yu Zhengqiu - Really! That's really a coincidence.

Facing Zhao Xuan's smiling peach blossom eyes, Yu Zhengqiu said nothing. His black and white eyes calmly moved away and turned to the field where the village chief's house was!

When they entered the village yesterday, it was almost dark. Not only in the fields, but even on the flat ground in front of each house, there were few people out to admire the moon.

There is a kind of quietness of a paradise.

Just after breakfast, I saw people working in almost every field. Some used the most primitive cattle, while others used newer electric tillers. The busy and natural scene was quite harmonious.

The scene at sunrise today is very different from the dead silence last night which was as quiet as a cemetery.

"Tell me, how many people in this village truly welcome our arrival?" Zhao Xuan didn't care at all about Yu Zhengqiu's indifference.

The two walked together on a country road. Yu Zhengqiu was quiet and spoke little, so Zhao Xuan took the initiative to speak.

“...I don’t know.” Yu Zhengqiu had an exceptionally good-looking face, coupled with a cold expression. He didn’t make people feel that he was effeminate. Instead, his appearance was too delicate, so delicate that no one could replicate it.

Zhao Xuan didn't care about Yu Zhengqiu's perfunctory attitude. "Tsk, it's okay. They are busy. Let's enjoy the scenery of the village first."

He seemed to be speaking to Yu Zhengqiu, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Yu Zhengqiu had long guessed that Zhao Xuan's coming out was not just for digestion, and these words proved that his guess was correct.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. These eight short words are full of the simplicity of rural atmosphere, as well as the tranquility and beauty unique to the countryside.

However, after what happened last night, the Mu family was still able to act calmly as if nothing had happened and continued to repeat what they had done before. This... was quite weird no matter from which angle you looked at it.

Most of the houses in the village are newly built. Although they are in the mountains, judging from the exterior decoration, they are not inferior to those in towns.

It is a remote little village, and they rely on ordinary farming for their livelihood, but everyone seems to be quite satisfied.

It is quite surprising to see quite a few young people working in the fields. Most remote villages have difficulty in economic development, and young people are forced to go to big cities to work.

Those who stay in the village to farm are usually middle-aged and elderly people over 40 or 50 years old.

Of course, there are a few exceptions in the village. I don’t know if it’s because they have no money, but some of these families are located at the foot of the mountain, and there are cracks on the outside of their houses. It looks like they are at least 20 or 30 years old.

Zhao Xuan noticed that one of the houses looked the worst. Not only was it a thatched house like those in the early years, it was also made of mud and had only three simple rooms.

This kind of house is frightening to look at, as if one is afraid that the house will suddenly collapse at any time.

Moreover, the flat ground in front of the house has not been repaired, unlike other houses, which either use cement to pave the ground or have not been repaired. At least it is clean and has no flowers or plants.

But this family's house was different. The flowers and plants were quite deep, and only near the door did it seem like someone was walking around, which was slightly better. Other places... were almost up to Zhao Xuan's calves.

He walked straight to the house. One of the doors was open, but the other was not.

Before Zhao Xuan reached the steps of the earthen house, a figure suddenly walked out of the dimly lit room.

The other person was an old woman with a hunched back. The degree of bending of her waist was exaggerated. It was obvious that she had worked a lot when she was young, which led to such a hunched back.

The old woman had completely white hair and many wrinkles on her face. She was holding a bamboo basket in her hand and seemed to be going out to pick vegetables. She saw Zhao Xuan and Yu Zhengqiu standing in front of the house.

Her numb eyes froze for a moment, and then she seemed to be planning to bypass them without even closing the door...

Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows. The old woman's reaction was quite strange. If it were an ordinary person, since they had already walked to her doorstep, and were strangers at that, even if she didn't ask where they were from, she would definitely ask them what they were doing.

He noticed this, but did not point it out. Instead, he smiled and took the initiative to greet her, "Grandma, the grass in front of your house is too deep. It must be inconvenient to go in and out. Can I go into your house and get a sickle to cut it all?"

Hearing this, the old woman stopped walking and looked back at Zhao Xuan, who was smiling. "No need. I'm the only one at home, so I can't hurt anyone else if I fall."

Her coldness did not repel Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan could tell from her face that she was the only poor person in the village who was not affected by the karma and had a lonely and miserable face.

Perhaps the torture of fate had made her heart cold and hard, and her eyes were particularly numb.

But Zhao Xuan believed that as long as he could pry open her mouth, what she said would definitely not be false!

"Even if you're alone, a clean front door is much better than having weeds growing wildly." Zhao Xuan continued to speak with a smile.

Yu Zhengqiu glanced sideways at Zhao Xuan who was speaking, and was surprised to find that when Zhao Xuan said this, the emotions in his eyes were full of seriousness and sincerity.

It was not as he imagined, that he was trying to please her just to get the truth.

The old woman said nothing. She just left a cold and ruthless back and walked unsteadily towards her own vegetable garden.

It was only at this moment that Yu Zhengqiu noticed that the old woman...actually had a lame leg.

The old man with a disabled left leg seems to need to drag his lame leg to walk, which makes people feel...uncomfortable discomfort.