"Oh, boss, what's wrong with you?"

Inside the house, Yu Fei's wife took a rag and ran out anxiously.

"Chest hurts..."

Yu Fei covered his heart, as if he didn't feel the corrosion on his arm.

Su Anlin stood up in shock.

"Little brother, what happened to my head?" the woman asked anxiously.

"Brother Yu is suddenly like this. Could it be that he accidentally ate the poison of the black blood flying insect just now?"

Su Anlin explained casually and removed the Yang Qi at the same time.

As the Yang Qi disappeared, Yu Fei returned to normal little by little.

"Brother Yu, how are you?" Su Anlin helped Yu Fei sit down.

"Huh huh..." Yu Fei gasped: "Okay... much better. I may have had a bad stomach just now. It was too uncomfortable."

"You take a rest."

"Well, Brother Su, I made you laugh." Yu Fei looked at Su Anlin, with a different look in his pupils.

Su Anlin sat back and asked curiously: "Brother Yu, two people died here just now. Do many people usually die in your village?"

Yu Fei nodded: "Someone will die almost every three days. There is nothing we can do about it. The village is surrounded by ghosts. Even if we organize patrols to defend ourselves, it will be a drop in the bucket. Some things cannot be prevented by relying on defense.

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"Well, there are so many dead people, where are all the dead people buried?"

Su Anlin asked again.

"On that hilltop in the north, dead people in the village will be buried there. Hey, why are you asking?"

The couple looked at Su Anlin at the same time, with curiosity in their eyes.

Su Anlin smiled: "It's okay, I'm just curious. I was thinking that your place is too small and if there are too many people dead, wouldn't the population of the village become smaller and smaller?"

His question is actually something that normal people would think of.

But neither Yu Fei nor his wife thought about this. Instead, they glanced at Su Anlin suspiciously, thinking this question was strange.

In their concept, although people often die in the village, it seems that the population of the village has not decreased.

Su Anlin didn't say much more. After having a good meal, he proposed to go shopping by himself.

Then, Su Anlin walked along the middle road of the village towards the north hill.

Wherever he passed, some children and old people enjoying the cool air looked at Su Anlin.

Some of them were curious, some were sinister, and most of them responded with friendly smiles.

"Is it a ghost?"

Su Anlin made a guess in his mind.

He vaguely felt that he was gradually figuring out the truth about this village.

A terrifying truth!

Unknowingly, he came to the north.

Three men pushing carts were coming down, one of whom Su Anlin had seen was the boss of another patrol, nicknamed Lao Mao.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Su?" asked the old cat.

"Yeah, Brother Cat." Su Anlin nodded in greeting.

"This place is the cemetery of our village. What are you doing here? Leave quickly. It's unlucky." The old cat waved his hand.

He was also polite to Su Anlin because of Su Anlin's high strength.

Su Anlin said: "I don't have anything to do. I'm just strolling around."

"What's so interesting about a dead man's cemetery?"

The old cat shook his head and walked straight through Su Anlin: "Then you see, we have been so busy that we haven't even eaten yet, so we are going down the mountain."

"Okay, Brother Cat, walk slowly."

When the others walked away, Su Anlin took a deep breath and came to the top of the mountain.

There are many small mounds of dirt here.

One after another, many in number.

These buried everyone in the village.

The soil in two of the small mounds is still new, and the two unlucky ones who were just killed by black-blooded flying insects should be buried there.

However, is what is buried here really a corpse?

Su Anlin pulled out the big knife from his waist and stabbed it with a thought.

Under the earth bag, it seemed to be empty. After stabbing it down without any hindrance, it felt lonely and there was nothing.

"Bang!"

He flicked the blade of the knife and dug up the soil.

More than an hour later, he dug out two soil bags.

Taking a closer look, it was the same as his guess.

No entity.

Inside the earth bag, there was nothing.

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

"I understand, I understand."

Su Anlin wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

The truth is often very cruel.

swish swish...

swish swish...

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the woods not far away.

When the wind chases something, the leaves over there are blown away.

Vaguely, Su Anlin saw things over there through the dense forest.

There are more small bumpkins there.

And there are tombstones stuck on the mounds of soil there.

What caught my eye was a somewhat familiar name.

【Yu Fei's Tomb】

"Brother Yu...he is really dead."

Su Anlin turned around suddenly. At this moment, he looked down at the small mountain village in front of him and realized why no one was practicing martial arts here.

Why do they practice Qi control?

The so-called Qi Control Technique is not a martial art, but a technique for controlling Yin Qi.

Because they are ghosts themselves and can control Yin Qi.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

In the woods in front of me, footsteps could be heard little by little.

It seemed like someone was coming.

Su Anlin frowned, and he simply walked over and pushed aside the leaves.

Then, he saw the village chief Wang Cunshui staring at him coldly.

Wang Cunshui has been here for a while. He looked at the two tombs dug by Su Anlin with an expressionless face.

"Did you notice?" Wang Cunshui's tone was dry.

"Well, I discovered it. People outside say this is a ghost village. It's not because of the gathering of yin energy here, making it prone to being haunted!"

"It's because the villagers here are all dead." Su Anlin said slowly.

Wang Cunshui turned his head and said: "My senior brother is really amazing. Just look for anyone here, and they are all so powerful!"

"Anyone who is a little more careful can observe it, right?" Su Anlin responded.

"It's not that easy. There are dozens of people coming into this village, and no one will find that everyone here is dead."

Wang Cunshui shook his head.

Walking along a trail, Su Anlin discovered that there was a cave of its own here.
To be continued...