Jiu Po and Lao Zhang, they are the real murderers.

After I came to the village, the two of them followed me the longest. That's why I didn't have much suspicion of them. If I had found out earlier, wouldn't the dozen or so people before have died?

The middle-aged man with a weird smile who looked at me was none other than the Ninth Master.

He has been dead for so many years, even if he dies unexpectedly, it should not be a problem for Jiu Po's methods to make it reincarnate in peace. But why, is it still there? This may be the purpose of Jiu Po and Lao Zhang.

As soon as I arrived at the edge of the village, I saw a raging fire in the tent.

The flames that soared into the sky lit up the entire night sky as red as blood.

I didn't care about the situation in front of me, so I picked up my speed and chased deep into the mountains.

After about 20 minutes, I finally saw the scene in the open space from a distance.

In the middle of the clearing, the stack of firewood that the two men had come to make was burning, illuminating everything around them, and seeing it very clearly.

Dozens of villagers knelt on the ground and faced one direction, that is, the head of the ninth master's grave.

A stage was set up in front of the grave, and the middle-aged Nine Masters smiled and several children were rehearsing. And the ones who rehearsed the play were Zhang Ying, Zheng Ling and their three classmates. The blood-like phoenix crown and the red costume look unusually glamorous in this dark night.

Jiu Po and Lao Zhang stood next to her, watching the scene from afar.

The stage is fake, the singer is fake, and the phoenix crown is also fake, all of which are hallucinations.

The kneeling villagers in the audience looked up at everything in front of them with blank faces.

I must do something to dispel this false illusion. Otherwise, when these villagers fall deeper and deeper, no one will be able to save them.

Desperate, he rushed directly towards Jiu Po and Lao Zhang.

"Ninth Mother, Uncle Zhang, why?" I asked, looking up at the two of them, while the movements of my hands did not stop.

The copper coin sword has been torn by me, and hundreds of copper coins have been thrown towards the other side of the stage.

The stage was washed away by the copper coins and disappeared into the night, and some rehearsals also disappeared.

The middle-aged ninth master, Zhang Ying and several of her classmates were not affected in any way.

The big red costumes were still there, and they were still rehearsing over there, singing babbling tunes that they couldn't understand.

"Zheng Fan, hurry back and take Yingying out of the village, you don't have to worry about the woman in the Zhang family, you can't survive. The Ninth Lady stared at me, her eyes unusually fierce.

Lao Zhang next to him was the same, and once again leaked a fierce beast-like look.

"Why?" I didn't stop, and the rest of the coins were thrown towards the grave.

"If it's useless, all of them have to die, and these people have to die...... If you don't leave, you have to die here with us, why bother?" Lao Zhang limped forward, hugged the ninth woman, and said to me in a persuasive tone.

If it weren't for Zheng Ling's matter, I might never have come to Huangshan Village in my life, let alone take care of some inexplicable things.

But now, it's impossible for me to leave.

The shadow in front of the grave wearing a bright red costume has a copy of Zheng Ling.

If I leave now, then Zheng Ling will definitely not be able to save me.

"I just want to know, why?" I took two steps forward, stubbornly raising my head and looking at Lao Zhang.

"Zhang's family, don't care about him, you go and deal with your affairs. Behind him, the ninth woman directly dragged Lao Zhang away, didn't look at me, and stared at the ninth master and them.

I don't know when, the stage appeared again, and the big red curtain had been opened.

Zhang Ying, Zheng Ling and their three classmates, dressed in costumes, were already standing on the stage.

I had to throw the copper coins again and make the stage disappear...... But the play didn't stop, and he was still babbling and singing.

I used the soul whip to tie Zhang Ying, and I left the soul ruler to Yingying, and the copper coin sword had been dismantled by me just now. Now I don't have anything to take advantage of.

But he couldn't ignore the situation in front of him, so he relentlessly and took out a piece of rune paper from his bag.

Biting his finger, he drew it directly on it, and at the same time, he didn't stop in his mouth, sticking a spell: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Bengen." Extensive cultivation of ten thousand calamities, prove my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one. There is a golden light in my body, covering my body......"

To deal with the situation in front of him, it is obvious that the "Golden Light Divine Curse" is more suitable.

Before, the "Pure Heaven and Earth Mantra" had reached my limit, and this "Golden Light Divine Mantra" was beyond my ability. But in this situation, it can only hold on. Even if the abilities used are weakened, you have to try it.

Moreover, this weakened ability is not a good thing for the current situation.

Zheng Ling and Zhang Ying's shadows are also over there, if this spell directly breaks up these two shadows, then it is a mystery whether the two of them can survive.

The spell fell, and the talisman flashed with a golden light.

I held the talisman between my fingers and flipped it out with a slight force in my wrist.

The rune paper seemed to fly to the unsheath class, and went directly to the middle-aged ninth master.

Without noticing, the shadow of the ninth master directly dissipated into the night sky, and at the same time, the figures of the five girls in costumes also disappeared.

Seeing this, I secretly said no.

But when he turned his head to look at the nine women who were all over there, he felt a little more steady.

It is impossible for the Ninth Mother to watch the Ninth Master's soul fly away, she must have something to rely on.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard a buzzing noise from far and near, and a large shadow loomed over the clearing.

It turned out to be bees, swarms of bees, devouring this way.

I finally know, what is Jiu Po Lao Zhang doing. It turned out that this was their killer weapon, and the murderer who killed these villagers was not the ninth master who sang the opera, but this dense bee like a plague of locusts.

"Zheng Fan, give you another chance, turn around and take Yingying away......" Jiu Po slammed her cane to the ground, turned her head and said to me.

At this moment, I really wanted to turn around and run away.

But if I really go, then it will be the lives of dozens of villagers all over the land who will die.

I asked myself, I couldn't have been so cruel.

"Impossible, Ninth Mother, Uncle Zhang, dozens of people, you can do it too?"

"What's the wrong thing to do, anyway, neither I nor the Zhang family want to continue to live......" Jiu Po waved her hand when she spoke, only to see Lao Zhang's hand move a few times regularly, and the swarm of bees flew directly towards dozens of villagers.

The villagers were still on their knees, unaware of the danger.

I stopped arguing with them and immediately rushed towards the villagers.