Carefree Path of Dreams

"These villagers...not people?"

Chen Xin suddenly sweated, remembering the chopping wood, the old village chief, and the winter flower buds that I saw along the way, and suddenly felt dizzy: "How could they be ghosts?"

"Amitabha...there is no such thing as a ghost in the barren, is it that all of them are evil and evil?"

The monk is also puzzled.

"Although Fang Yuan said it was very shocking, if you look at the anxiety in my heart, maybe it is really the case!"

In the calm voice, "Ghost Village... now is a real ghost village, only ghosts live!"

"Scorpio...we are simply investing in the net."

Chen He mouth still bite a piece of bacon. At this time, he quickly vomited and retched a few times. He complained with a tone: "Since I know that it is not right, why should we come in?"

"Wait a minute!"

Fang Yuan shook his head at this time: "I only said that they are not living people. When did they say that they are ghosts?"

"My mind is a little messy..."

Chen He almost collapsed: "It's not a living person, but you can run and jump. Isn't that a ghost?"

"Hard to say……"

Fang Yuan also sank, and the people in this village gave him a feeling that it was very strange.

Everyone seems to be shrouded in the fog, like the appearance of a candle in the wind, but actually tough and extraordinary, but not a ghost.

"There is a situation!"

At this time, several people in the house who were highly alert were found to be wrong: "Outside... too quiet!"

In this kind of mountain village, livestock such as chickens, ducks, dogs and pigs will never be lacking, but at this time, once the night falls, the outside world is silent.

There is nothing left, but now it is extremely disturbing.

Huh!

Even if the kerosene lamp inside the house has a glass lampshade, it will not sway and will be extinguished at the end.

"It really is a psychic event, it is worth investigating!"

The mask of the ghost guards the face: "What do you think?"

"No matter what, find someone to talk about!"

Fang Yuan got up and walked out of the courtyard.

The dark clouds in the sky are out, and a bright moon hangs high, sprinkling with clear rays and chilling light.

"what!"

Just as a few people were preparing to patrol, a woman screamed and screamed quietly.

"It's the residence of the winter flower garden!"

Fang Yuan and the Taiwanese ghost guards took the lead and went to the front of the house. Fang Yuan flew straight out and opened the door.

boom!

Several people carried kerosene lamps and broke into a dark house.

"Winter flowers?"

Chen Xin’s throat rolled and tentatively called, but no one answered.

"What happened? She was clearly here..."

She took a few steps forward, and the kerosene lamp suddenly illuminated a ‘person’. To be precise, it was a small figure hanging in midair.

"Dead? It seems to be her son and dog?"

Chen Xin feels that her voice has already trembled.

"Oh... this is the standard sorcerer!"

When Fang Yuan came forward, through the light of the kerosene lamp, it was very clear that a child was wearing red clothes and hanging on the beam. It had already been mad for a long time, and even there seemed to be something deep in the head. Deep into.

"Amitabha, this arrangement, the poor seeing, is the Nanyang sorcerer, used for the soul!"

The colorless monk touched the bald head.

"Is it... this is the origin of the curse?"

Chen He was a little surprised: "A sorcerer who has harmed the entire village, his purpose? Is it just for the sake of the soul, or is it a curse?"

Oh!

At this moment, he numb his scalp in a flash, and saw the child who could not touch the ground suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at him.

"There are ghosts!"

However, Chen He is an elite spoiler after all, and the reaction is rapid, and a water splashes directly.

boom!

The rope broke and the body fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

"Boss, just this kid, absolutely scams!"

Chen He was amazed to retreat a distance.

"I don't have any induction..."

The face of the ghost guard is very ugly, cut his own palm, and a drop of blood is spilled around: "Go up and see what clues the child has."

"no problem!"

It seems that I am very convinced of the ability of the ghost guards in the ring. Chen He stepped forward and looked at the child's body.

"Well... the body is already iced. It seems that the time of the attack is not short. The red clothes on the body are added later, and there are nails on the top of the head. It is a veteran."

He has some doubts in his heart. The more so, the more he proves that this murderer is just a person. The ghost is going to kill, and he will not be so meticulous.

"And... the most important thing is whether this magic is successful..."

Chen He stood up and clap his hands: "In general, this is indeed a corpse, not a ghost camouflage. To be honest, if there is a ghost, under the blood of the boss, it has long since retired? Haha... ..."

When the voice just fell, his whole person seemed to see something incredible, and his face showed a faint expression, and disappeared.

"Chen River?"

"brother!"

......

The colorless monk and Chen Xin changed their face, but the ghost guards of the ring were looking at their palms.

On top of that, a drop of blood is constantly splashing on the ground.

"I am careless... The horror of the ‘ghost’ in this village is completely beyond my imagination, and there is no sign of restraint!”

He sighed.

"I have not found the slightest clue..."

The golden light in Fang Yuan’s pupils converges, but his expression is somewhat excited: ‘A strange curse? ’

At this point in the present, you can kill in the case of his attention, and only the curse of the weird level can be done.

"Children...the child has disappeared!"

Suddenly, Chen Xin screamed again.

At this time, the talents of the monks and monks found that the bodies on the ground did not know when they had disappeared.

"brother……"

Chen Xin was soft on the ground, and two lines of tears had flowed down.

Even if it is a ghost guard, I know that the possibility of living in this curse with Chen He’s ability has been reduced to a minimum.

"Ugh……"

He thought about it, grabbed Chen Xin's palm, and painted a curse with his own blood.

‘Chen He’s death for a lifetime, I can’t let his sister have another accident. ’

"The current imperative is to find other people first, even if it is a ghost, it is better for us to be confused, we must find the root cause behind all this!"

Fang Yuan stood up loudly and his ears moved, capturing a very subtle voice: "Follow me!"

boom!

The next moment, he stepped out of the door and rushed to a certain place. The ghost guards and the singer and the singer followed closely. Even Chen Xin wiped his tears and quickly followed.

Behind the kitchen stove, in the firewood, Fang Yuan saw a shivering black shadow.

"Winter flowers?"

"The egg is dead...I killed him..." At this time, the winter flowers were numb, and I only knew that I repeatedly muttered: "I should not tell him at the beginning... let him know." that!"

"what?"

Chen Xin grabbed the wrist of the winter flower bud: "Tell us, don't you want to avenge your son?"

"Can't report... oh..."

The winter flower gaze glared at Chen Xin, his eyes became very sultry, and suddenly became a stupid color: "It will die! All those who know ‘that’ will die!”

"Know it... will die?"

It’s a curse of the super-kill type, and it’s very easy to spread, the killing power is unparalleled, and it’s impossible to save.

"Interesting, then... tell me, let it curse me!"

When Fang Yuan came forward, the whole body was full of blood and there was a kind of calming force in his eyes: "Tell me..."

"No... no!"

Winter flower scorpion's face was struggling, and immediately became numb and sluggish: "... don't go... 祠堂!"

"Ancestral hall? It seems that the thing has been enshrined?"

After hearing the information he wanted, Fang Yuan asked the location of the temple. Unfortunately, the winter flowers at this time did not open.

"This village is so small, it is still easy to find a iconic thing like a ancestral hall."

The ghosts of the Fujian and Taiwan are full of confidence.

"Is it? I always feel that it will not be that simple..."

Fang Yuan turned to the roof and began to scan the entire village. Every household was dark and there was no light at all.

Even the buildings are all the same, and no particularly conspicuous places have been found.

"Be careful!"

At the time of the down, Fang Yuan spoke to the ghosts of the Fujian and Taiwan, and immediately said: "At this time, the division is a big taboo. It is better to go out and look for it together... The ancestral hall is right, right, winter flowers? ”

"It was originally... it was still here, and suddenly it disappeared."

Chen Xin trembled: "President... Boss, will I die here?"

"No, we can be saved! It will also solve the curse here!"

The scorpion guards cheered on his subordinates: "I have spent so much time and energy, not to get here to die."

"Amitabha, too poor!"

The singer-colored monk has a look of righteousness, and his body has a golden light.

The remaining four people walked out of the winter flower home and walked aimlessly in the village.

But what makes people feel cold is that there is no response, as if all the people or living things in this village have disappeared, leaving only four of them.

"what?"

Suddenly, the color of the monk’s footsteps seems to have found: “That is...”

In a cluster of vegetation cover, a building appeared in front of his eyes, although the appearance is very similar to the surroundings, but the heart-rending feeling can not be dispelled.

"Here... is it a temple?"

Under his great joy, he stepped forward. Suddenly, his right hand was pulled by an cold palm, and the whole person was awake.

"this is……"

At this time, the colorless monk discovered that the building in front of him was an illusion. If he went forward, he stepped into the ditch.

With the evil spirit of this village, it is a ghost to survive.

"Thank you for saving the donor!"

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but show a cold sweat on his back and thanked Fang Yuan with sincerity and sincerity.

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