The Story of Demon Hunter

Old Stories

By the time they all walked together, the villagers began to tell stories.

“Do you know, Sir? In that village, there were a lot of evil spirits. However, the most terrifying thing was not the evil spirit. There, there's a cursed witch!”

“Yes! The witch is so evil. Not only is he able to tame evil spirits, but he also likes to eat human flesh.”

“I heard, the witch loves to eat baby meat. Baby meat keeps them young. Since the witch had not changed her appearance after decades, it seems to be true.”

“EH? It wasn't just a rumor to scare a child in the village?”

“You're the only one who doesn't know. The evil witch who loves to eat babies is right!”

“...”

Hearing that, Arthur only smiled kindly. He did not justify or blame them. Instead, the young man tried to remember every story. It's possible, there's a bit of real information from a piece of the story from their mouths.

After talking for a while, they stayed at the village chief's house for a while to rest. Though not so tired, Arthur and Jotaro still do it to perfect their disguise.

***

In the afternoon, at the village chief's house.

“Thank you for the food.”

After lunch, Arthur and Jotaro get up and leave the village chief's house. The middle-aged man and his family were delighted that Arthur was staying there because as a courtesy, the young man still gave them some silver coins. For people in the village with little income. It's already worth a lot.

Arthur and Jotaro walked towards a house not far from the village chief's possession, only three houses away. The house belonged to the village elder, the oldest man and had a lot of experience in the village. According to the village chief, if they wanted to hear the story about the Nameless Village, they could ask him.

Not only did he love storytelling, the old man was famous for being money and stingy. A few pieces of copper coins could have made him tell a lot of tales.

Hearing that, Arthur nodded in satisfaction. Let alone a few pieces of copper, silver or gold he will. After all, the information received may be very valuable and useful. It could save their lives in a crisis.

Arthur reckon, gold coins are not at all enough to buy his life.

Arriving in front of the house, Arthur glanced at Jotaro. The man nodded then knocked on the door.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Who?”

The voice of the woman is heard. When the door opened, a middle-aged female figure appeared in front of Arthur and Jotaro. Looking at the woman, Arthur immediately said.

“Is there an Elder, Madam?

We are both wandering cultivators. I have a hobby of writing stories. I heard the elder had many stories during his lifetime, so I was quite interested. Of course, if it's really interesting and decent, a few pieces of silver and copper are not a problem at all.”

Hearing the words ‘coin copper and silver’, the middle-aged woman's eyes sparkled. He immediately put on a friendly expression and said.

“Please enter, the elder is inside. If you are looking for a good storyteller, you have come to the right place, Gentlemen.”

The woman's words made Jotaro feel somewhat annoyed. Arthur patted his shoulder and shook his head. The two of them entered the house and waited in the living room.

After a while, the figure of a skinny old man with dead wood-like skin and gray hair appeared. He brought a stick to help him walk. The old man smiled as he looked at the two people who had come to deliver the money.

The elder sat in his chair and greeted.

“We also feel good to meet you, Elder.”

Arthur nodded lightly. After which, the previous middle-aged woman came carrying hot tea and boiled beans. After the woman left, the elder again said.

“I heard you guys want to hear the story? So what kind of stories do you want to hear?

Yep. Although it is now like this, I used to be a brave warrior from this village. There was a time when we faced the onslaught of ferocious wild beasts. It was really very terrible.”

“While stories about your past sound interesting, we are more interested in mystery stories, Elders.

I heard, there is a village with no name so mysterious not too far from here. Since when did that happen? Do you know what really happened to that village, Elder?”

Hearing that, the old man's expression instantly changed. He looked towards Arthur and Jotaro with a serious face.

“Do you intend to go to that village?”

“We are just curious.”

Arthur said with a smile on his face. However, the elder clearly did not believe the young man's words. After a moment of silence, the elder finally spoke again.

“Don't say I didn't remind you guys, gentlemen. Honestly, there are some people who have asked me since I was quite young. There were ordinary people, even cultivators like the masters who were attracted to the mysterious village.

But as you can see, none of them returned. However, do you still want to ask?”

Seeing the serious expression on the elder's face, Arthur finally stopped hiding his intentions.

“We came here for that, Elder. So please just tell me. Solved cost-“

“Do not talk about money, because it is not so important. Really, after almost thirty years, why there are still people who do not appreciate their lives.”

“Of course we value our own life, Elder. We come digging information, make sure whether it can be safe or not if go there.”

“That's suicide, gentlemen. Suicide.”

The old man took a long breath. Gazing towards Arthur and Jotaro, he finally began his story.

“The incident happened about thirty years ago. At that time, I was still in my thirties, still in the most glorious condition.

At that moment, an accident occurred in that village. I won't mention his name because there are rumors to be cursed. For sure, it was the bloodiest day I knew of in my life.

Everyone in the village died.

They all died and the blood made the river turn red. Our villagers came to try to evacuate and bury the bodies, but eventually came to a halt due to the toxic fog that suddenly appeared there. There were some people from our village who also died because of the fog.

Surprisingly, the bodies in the village disappeared overnight. That's really awkward, isn't it? Many people believe that their bodies were carried by water ghosts. But there are other beliefs as well. Until one day, the villagers finally saw him.

I've seen it with my own eyes. She ... the damned girl.

In the village, there was a little girl carrying a red umbrella. In the past, the girl often appeared and stood across the bridge. He was able to communicate with the evil spirits that appeared after the massacre.

The girl ... was the cause of the disaster that befell the village 30 years ago!”

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