The curls of smoke filled.

Floating into the distance.

There are stars in the sky,

Quiet and peaceful.

Dilapidated mountain village, easy night.

I don't know when a thick misty cloud in the sky will cover the blood-red moon.

The sky and the earth are bleak.

Someone is chatting,

Someone is cooking,

Someone is intoxicated,

Someone is ranting.

The old way took Lin Xi for a long time.

I walked almost an entire village.

His face became more and more gloomy, and Lin Xi's face became more and more pale.

The live broadcast room on the veteran mobile phone has already surpassed 100,000 in popularity.

But it's like an absurd black-and-white picture scroll.

No one speaks.

Even the joking friend stopped his voice.

them...

Watching quietly...

Quietly scared...

Obviously there are no ghosts, but I have seen a village even scarier than ghosts...

here...

It has really become a Jedi in the world.

If the owner of the previous post bar entered this village, it was just a patient with initial disease.

More than 20 years have passed, and now this patient is already dying.

It is the existence that is already in collapse.

Lao Dao took Lin Xi around.

Finally stopped in front of an ancestral hall in the middle of the village.

This ancestral hall is regarded as the most magnificent building in the whole village.

Although it is not tall, it is completely incomparable with the current buildings.

But compared to the adobe houses in the village, it is simply heaven.

Next to this ancestral hall, there is a small house.

In front of the house sat an old man with gray hair.

The old man was neatly dressed, and he had eyes that few people in that era could bring up.

An old and pedantic painting.

This is by far the most normal human being that Lao Dao has ever seen.

At least,

He doesn’t have a brain full of food,

Nor was it being eaten.

The old man approached the old man, greeted him with a grinning face, and at the same time passed a cigarette.

"Old man, what do you call it."

Old Xue Xue raised his eyes and looked at him with old ways. When he looked at Lin Xi next to him, there was a hint of greed in his eyes that was not easily noticeable.

This greedy old way has more knowledge...

he...

I want to eat Lin Xi!

Fortunately,

The old scholar seemed to be restraining himself, just taking the cigarette from the hands of the old Tao.

Put it on the nose and sniffed vigorously.

Then in the stunned expression of the old Dao,

Open your mouth,

He swallowed the smoke directly into his mouth.

Chew vigorously.

"I'm the village chief, you can leave, we... can't help it..."

The village chief swallowed the cigarette into his throat like aftertaste, making a hoarse voice.

It seems that eating this bit of food has even more stimulated his urge to eat.

The veteran could see that he was gripping his sleeves forcefully and restrained.

He was right.

This village...

All ghosts...

And all...

A ghost who was starved to death!

But the old way didn't move.

Although there are all ghosts here,

But he was carrying a ghostly bodyguard.

Even if the ghosts here are all **** up, the old man thinks that they will probably not be able to beat Zhou Qun.

"Brother, what is going on here?"

The veteran imager asked the village head, he wanted to know the answer, why a man from a village that had been dead for a hundred years appeared in this time and space.

What's the reason? They still have this merit in them.

Why did they become what they are now.

"I'm so hungry, I really want to eat...no, I can't eat...these things must be kept for the children...they are what they need..."

The old village chief was talking to himself.

Did not hear the old words at all.

"But, that girl doll looks so delicious~ the red face, like a pig's head, and the waist, like spare ribs."

"Can't help it... I really want to eat..."

He talked to himself for a long time, and finally his consciousness seemed to be struggling:

"Go, go quickly."

He shouted at the old two.

Unfortunately, where can the old ways of this time go?

He can't go anywhere.

He hasn't solved what is the reason for the ghosts staying here.

"Be more sober! Tell me what's going on here?"

However, the old village chief seemed to have completely lost his mind.

The body was trembling constantly.

There was also a blood-red light flashing in his eyes.

He let out a stern roar.

In line with the old ways and Lin Xi rushed over.

Zhou Qun frowned.

The long knife in his hand slashed again.

Snapped--

This group of ghosts is as vulnerable as a baby to the ghost chase,

The old village chief was directly hit with a scabbard and flew out.

And at this moment.

I don't know when it started outside.

Slowly there was more voice.

It's the sound of footsteps.

The old man turned his head back.

The hairs on his body exploded upside down.

Outside,

One villager after another, their expressions were dull, with saliva in their mouths.

Staggered to gather here towards the old way.

There is that old couple carrying hoes.

There are women working on the bench,

There are girls in the garden,

There are kids with feet boiling in the kitchen.

A lot of people,

There are old people, women, girls, and children.

Almost people from the entire village gathered here.

There are hundreds of them.

Unfortunately, there is not a man.

There is not a man of a mature age.

Their eyes were red, staring at the old way.

The old Dao shivered, and subconsciously hid behind Zhou Qun.

So many ghosts...

All came out!

But....

Why don't they have a man...

The husband of the woman, the son of the old man, the father of the child, where did they go?

Ye Luo Village?

What is Ye Luo?

"What the **** is going on with you! Obviously you all have merit in your body, obviously you are all good people... why did you become like this!"

"I'm here to help you, Tianjun asked me to help you! Can you be more sober!"

"If you really become ghosts... but there will be no turning back!"

"It's really...going to hell!!!"

The veteran feels a little choked for no apparent reason. These people... still have merit... why do they become ghosts...

What are they clinging to!

They were obviously already so miserable, they were killed in the war that almost shook the nation's fortunes.

now...

Why even give up the opportunity of reincarnation.

"Eat him!"

"It smells good,"

"He smells of meat."

No one cares what the old way is saying.

They are just growlers, rushing towards the old way.

Each body is becoming distorted.

Large pieces of flesh and blood are falling off.

Some of them had their heads turned halfway, and some of them were naked and covered in blood.

Some stomachs were thrown away.

This is what it looked like before he died...It's really a ghost...

Zhou Qun's brow furrowed even more severely.

[Author's digression]: Three more immediately! ! !