The moonlight is bright.

It seems that it's been very slow tonight.

"Is there still no signal?" Lin Jianjia sat on the edge of the field next to her and took out a kettle and poured it into her mouth, looking at Fang Yuan.

"Um."

Fang Yuan put away the satellite phone and walked over.

"This Xiqiao Village is very strange. It seems that there is murderous intent hidden everywhere."

The figures I saw in the dilapidated windows during the day, the Grand Master's chair, the dusty coffin, the hanged ghost, and the evil ghost of Chen Ping who was about to recover.

Every piece seems to be something he can't deal with.

Fang Yuan took out a black glove from his backpack, put it on his right hand, and also took out the pistol issued by the headquarters.

Although he knew that the pistol might be useless, it could calm his heart a little.

"You go and help me keep watch, I'll get something." Fang Yuan put the flashlight aside and said while reaching out into his bag.

Lin Jianjia didn't ask anything, swallowed her saliva and watched, looking only three or four meters away.

She knew in her heart that Fang Yuan was deliberately trying to escape from her, but she was not angry, but she was still a little scared, afraid that she would see something unclean when she turned her head.

Fang Yuan spread the parchment paper flat on the ground and pressed its four corners with stones.

"Tell me, what should I do now." Fang Yuan stared at the parchment with his eyes, afraid that he would miss something.

"My name is Fang Yuan..."

"This time, I was designed to come to the legendary Fengmen Village, where the ghosts are so powerful that I imagined.

They are all dead, and the key to survival is right behind the Taishi Chair..."

"Trial Master Chair... are you asking me to die?" Fang Yuan's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. It was because Chen Ping and Zhang Wei touched the Tai Master Chair, which caused Chen Ping to die. Zhang Wei seemed not far away. Moreover, Chen Ping resurrected and there was a hanged ghost guarding where he wanted to die. Isn't this to let himself go?

"Let's leave here first."

Fang Yuan put the parchment paper into his bag, and said to Lin Jianjia on his back.

As for the Taishi Chair mentioned in parchment, Fang Yuan has no idea now. He finally walked out of the ghostly wall. If he goes back now, wouldn’t he fall into the trap?

I don’t know what happened to Zhang Sheng and the others now?

...

"Huh...huh!"

Zhang Sheng gasped heavily, but he didn't dare to stop at all, and he didn't know if Zhang Wei was still alive in his hand.

Lin Youdie followed them closely, sweating profusely.

"Lin Youdie!"

A voice sounded behind her, and a hint of joy appeared on her face. This was her mother's voice. After she gave up, she wanted to turn her head to respond.

In an instant, a figure appeared in her heart. When someone said it coldly, he heard someone shouting, don't look back.

Cold sweat flowed down her head! This is a ghost! You can't look back! She kept repeating this sentence in her heart.

"Zhang...Zhang Sheng."

A faint voice sounded behind Zhang Sheng, and his hand shuddered and almost threw Zhang Wei out.

"Let me down..."

Which voice sounded again, it seemed to be coming from his hand, as if it was Zhang Wei's voice.

He stopped and dragged Zhang Wei to his side, but found that Zhang Wei was opening his mouth wide, and the saliva in his mouth seemed to flow out, like a dementia, but his eyes were filled with horror.

Lin Youdie didn't expect Zhang Sheng to stop suddenly, which caused her to fail to stop completely. She suddenly bumped into the back of Zhang Sheng. Suddenly, a suffocation feeling came. Her eyes widened and watched Zhang Sheng lift herself up and threw it under the ridge of the field. During this process, he didn't even look back.

Zhang Sheng was resting with his body bent, feeling something hit behind him and subconsciously fought back. He didn't expect Lin Youdie to think of something suddenly, his eyes widened, his face turned red, and he seemed to be strangled by something and did not move.

This is the ability of the ghost he controls, and the ghost pinchs people.

His ability has many uses, choking his neck, preventing his breath from being leaked and blinding ghosts.

Of course, it has other ways, such as being able to approach the ghost, then pinch its fate's throat and imprison it.

But this is not insurance.

Then, Zhang Wei's cheeks also turned extremely red, and saliva flowed into his chest. He widened his eyes, his eyes full of pain, and he felt that he was about to suffocate.

"Pu"

Suddenly a drop of water dripped on Zhang Sheng's cheek, with a fishy smell, like feces next to the stinky ditch.

A pair of red embroidered shoes appeared in front of him. They were embroidered shoes wrapped in small feet, with a butterfly carved on it, which was white, but except for this white, they were all red and like ordinary blood.

A drop of sweat slowly remained along Zhang Sheng's forehead. He only controlled a ghost, and only the ability of ghosts to pinch people was available. He chose a method that he thought was safer.

He suddenly remembered a legend, a legend about a ghost village. The headquarters of the three interpols who controlled two ghosts all died suddenly within one hour, and the location was called Fengmen Village.

This is a story that no one dares to recall.

"Zhang...Zhang Sheng."

An old voice sounded above his head, and the sound was like phlegm stuck in his throat, which sounded extremely uncomfortable.

"Swish!"

Zhang Sheng suddenly saw a back of the head, which had two ponytails tied on it, and a musty smell came out of it. Her collar was red and carved with patterns, but it seemed to be a shroud.

His eyes were turning rapidly, and several methods quickly passed through his mind, but they were all rejected by him.

Now he can only choose to pray, praying that this ghost is not too strong and can make him survive by chance.

He couldn't feel any rebellious thoughts in his heart.

"Click!"

A sound of bone-breaking sounded, and then a 180-degree turn was seen as the head with two ponytails turned, and an old face appeared in front of Zhang Sheng.

As if he felt Zhang Sheng's fear, his old face smiled sinisterly: "Zhang Sheng!"

...

Zhang Wei closed his eyes and gasped hard. His body could not move, and he could only look at the sky, so he could not see what happened to Zhang Sheng.

He only felt his neck loose, and the suffocation suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Under the moonlight, a white bone seemed particularly terrifying. The white bone kept arching, and beside it, a man was lying, gasping heavily.

He didn't seem to be scared.

And above his head, a shroud was neatly placed. Under the moonlight, the red character "Fu" on it looked particularly dazzling...

A pale hand suddenly stretched out from the edge of the field next to it, Zhang Wei's expression changed, and then a head poked out from below.

It was Lin Youdie... Zhang Wei felt relieved...

...

"Clang!"

Li Hua opened the door and suddenly a strong smell of blood came from the door. The smell of blood was extremely strong. Li Hua immediately felt a tumbling in his stomach as he breathed.

"How could there be such a bloody smell?"

Li Hua's brows gathered tightly together. He quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and his body retreated back temporarily and gave up the idea of ​​entering.

"Where are Kong Sen? Where have people been?"

"He Xu!"

Li Hua pinched his nose and shouted inside.

However, after a long time, there was no response, only two desk lamps in the house were on.

"It's impossible that they all died inside, right?" Smelling the strong smell of blood, an extremely ridiculous thought flashed through Li Hua's mind.

Then he threw this idea out of his mind. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, otherwise he would not have stopped this activity.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Hua gritted his teeth and endured the feeling of vomiting and walked in.

When he arrived inside the house, Li Huade's face turned pale, and sweat also spread across his forehead like stars.

The tables and chairs were overturned, and the items were scattered all over the ground. The large blood mark on the ground looked very bright, and the walls around them were splattered with blood. This was no longer a room, and in Li Hua's heart, all this was a hell.

Li Hua was stunned in place, his body trembled a little unconsciously. After being scared to the point of being a little lost in his mind, he gradually calmed down.

"Can they be the ones that were the daytime people before?"

Li Hua's body gradually trembled, thinking about the few young people who were greeting during the day, one of them even came here with him...

The more I thought about it, a strong fear covered his heart, making his legs a little weak.

"Yes...phone...phone!" Li Hua was fumbled around his body, trying to find his cell phone to ask for help, but the more he was panicked, he became more confused, which led to him spending a long time looking for a phone call.

"110." He pressed these numbers on the phone, then put the phone in front of his ear, and stepped back.

"Clang!"
To be continued...