"How so! Impossible...... How is that possible!"

Looking at his body lying in the wreckage, Shen Xiaolang took two steps back in disbelief.

"I.... Is it really dead?" As he spoke, Ding Xiaofan also subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Seeing this, the doctor shone a flashlight on the two of them, "Don't worry, you're not dead." For ghosts have no shadow, but you do. Moreover, the two corpses on the ground were neither ghosts nor shadows. ”

Hearing this, Shen Xiaolang seemed to have suffered an electric shock, and hurriedly glanced at the compass in his hand, "Could it be that we have unknowingly entered that legendary spell, the mirror enchantment!"

"Mirror Enchantment?, what is that?" Hearing the words of the doctor and Shen Xiaolang, Ding Xiaofan asked curiously.

"The so-called mirror enchantment, that is, ......" Hearing this, just as Shen Xiaolang was about to answer Ding Xiaofan's question, there was a sudden sound behind the two of them like a wooden board hitting the ground.

Turning around, Ding Xiaofan was horrified to find that the coffin lid of the black coffin had fallen to the ground.

Discovering this strange scene, Ding Xiaofan and Shen Xiaolang invariably aimed their pistols at the coffin parked at the end of the valley.

At the same time, even the doctor hurriedly clenched the scalpel. "Did you already have red hair? I knew that I shouldn't have let it go when it was still a white-haired ghost!" muttering to himself, the doctor subconsciously glanced at the scar on the tiger's mouth on his left hand.

As time passed, the tension gradually sublimated to the limit. At this time, the valley was so quiet that only the heartbeats of Ding Xiaofan and Shen Xiaolang could be heard.

However, after a full three minutes, the black coffin did not make any movement. "What's going on?" As he spoke, Shen Xiaolang held a pistol in one hand and a compass in the other, and cautiously walked in the direction of the coffin.

"Wait for me!" Seeing this, Ding Xiaofan also took a pistol and a flashlight, and quickly ran to the coffin with Shen Xiaolang.

But when Ding Xiaofan and Shen Xiaolang came to the coffin, the two were surprised to find that the coffin was empty! Not to mention the red-haired ghost, even the cloth pads in the coffin interior were brand new.

"Strange, how could the coffin be empty? If we can't find the thousand-year-old corpse fungus, wouldn't we be just a trip for nothing?" Looking at the empty coffin, Ding Xiaofan couldn't help but sigh.

"No, even if the Mirror Charm tampered with the fact that the host of the red-haired ghost was dead more than five thousand years ago, it is impossible for the Millennial Corpse Fungus, a Yin plant that uses corpse qi as nutrients, to disappear, just like this coffin. ”

While speaking, Shen Xiaolang lifted the cloth cushion in the coffin by himself.

Sure enough, as the cloth pad was lifted, Ding Xiaofan found that a translucent cylinder about the thickness of an adult's wrist, about half a meter long, and with a light green glow all over its body, like a plant rhizome, was lying flat in the mezzanine of the coffin.

"This is the legendary thousand-year-old corpse fungus?" said Ding Xiaofan, who directly stretched out his bare hands towards the green cylinder. But as soon as he touched the corpse fungus, he quickly retracted his hand behind his back as if he had touched something terrifying.

"Because it has absorbed a large amount of corpse qi, and corpse qi is extremely yin and cold. Therefore, once ordinary people touch it, they will be frostbitten by the cold qi it contains. Before the words fell, the doctor had already come to Ding Xiaofan's side and took out the corpse fungus in the coffin.

Seeing Shen Xiaolang staring at him suspiciously, the doctor hurriedly explained, "I am neither a human nor your enemy, at least for the time being. That's all you need to know. ”

While explaining, the doctor first took out a black leather case to wrap the thousand-year-old corpse fungus, and then handed it over to Shen Xiaolang.

"Okay, now that all the medicinal materials have been found, let's go back quickly. Otherwise, Lixue's cousin would really be hopeless. With that, Ding Xiaofan returned to his normal state and walked in the direction of the valley exit first.

So in this way, after more than ten minutes of thrilling and dangerous travel, Ding Xiaofan and his party finally walked out of the gloomy and dark Owl Valley. But at this time, it was already half past ten in the morning, and there was only more than an hour left before Zhang Tianlin died of poison.

Bathed in the long-lost and warm sunshine, Ding Xiaofan lazily made a hache, and handed over the collected ox tongue grass, mandala and ghost head eagle left eye to Shen Xiaolang, and then rushed towards the direction of Yongle Village.

I don't know if he is worried about Zhang Tianlin's safety, or if he is in a hurry to go back to see his girlfriend. Looking at Ding Xiaofan's gradually disappearing back, Shen Xiaolang shook his head and left the mass grave that had long been turned into ruins with the doctor.

After a few more minutes, Ding Xiaofan and the other three finally converged on a deserted highway. But they didn't notice that this road, which had not been repaired for more than 20 years, was still brand new, completely opposite to the old appearance when they came!

"Alas!" On the way back to the village, Shen Xiaolang suddenly sighed. Along the way, in just three minutes, this is the fifth time he has sighed.

"I said, why are you sighing all day long? Aren't you looking for all the things you are looking for?" Seeing Shen Xiaolang's sad face, Ding Xiaofan couldn't help but complain.

"What do you know? I call this worrying about the country and the people. Moreover, there is only one hour left before the pumpkin juice is invalid, and Zhang Tianlin is poisoned. There wasn't even a taxi along the way, and it was impossible to walk back to the village in an hour. ”

As he spoke, Shen Xiaolang sighed and took out a cigarette from the bloodstained cigarette case.

However, before he could light the cigarette in his mouth, eight big men wrapped in animal skins and iron armor appeared in the woods not far from the road.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road!" Carrying the buckle knife in his hand on his shoulder, one of them, who looked like a leader, roared at Ding Xiaofan and the others.

"What, do you want to act in a costume drama?" As he spoke, Ding Xiaofan quietly took out the pistol in his pocket.

Lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, Shen Xiaolang frowned tightly and said, "I don't think so, they should be robbers who have been erased by the mirror spell and have their death history erased, and they happen to live nearby." ”

Seeing the movements of Ding Xiaofan and Shen Xiaolang, the other seven big men showed their respective weapons with fierce faces, and pointed at the heads of the two with weapons such as maces, red tassel guns or mountain axes, looking like they would do it at any time.

"Since you know that Uncle Ben is a bandit, then hand over all the silver on his body! If you dare to hide it privately, Lao Tzu's ghost-headed big knife will be killed and buried!" As he spoke, the bearded beard waved the big knife violently and cut off the cigarette that Shen Xiaolang was holding in his mouth.

Obviously, this move of the beard successfully angered Shen Xiaolang. "We don't have any money, but there are a lot of bullets!" As soon as Hu Yin fell, Shen Xiaolang quickly raised his jacket pocket and shot directly through the chest of the beard.

Shen Xiaolang's speed was indeed fast, but the bandits' reaction was really not slow.

At the moment when the beard was shot and fell to the ground, the remaining seven bandits grabbed their respective weapons and rushed towards Ding Xiaofan and the others with a strange scream.

"Bang bang!" only two gunshots were heard in a row, and Ding Xiaofan first shot the heads of the two bandits closest to him, and then kicked the next bandit in the face. After kicking him to the ground, he stepped on his chest and shot him several times in the face.

"What an uninteresting barbarian!" Using the animal skin on the bandit to wipe away the blood stains splashed on the leather shoes, Ding Xiaofan kicked the bandit's body aside in disgust.

Soon, with a burst of gunfire and screams, eight more male corpses appeared on the side of the road, looking like ancient hunters. Of course, these corpses are nothing more than empty shells at the moment, because their souls have long been eaten by the doctor's ghost-headed eagle.

In order to prevent TX or the police from discovering the whereabouts of the others due to the exposure of the bandits' bodies, Ding Xiaofan and his party hurriedly turned into a bustling forest not far from the road.

"It looks like things are getting more and more troublesome. Walking on this overgrown wilderness road, Ding Xiaofan said thoughtfully.

After the robbery incident just now, Ding Xiaofan at this time changed his previous hippie smiling face and became serious.

Hearing this, Shen Xiaolang lit the last cigarette with a solemn face, and casually threw the empty cigarette case on the ground, "Yes, I only heard my grandfather talk about the mirror spell when I was a child, but I don't know how to crack it." ”

With a sharp puff of smoke rings, Shen Xiaolang continued, "Now all we can do is to go back to the village as soon as possible to find the fourth master and Mr. Zhang to help break the spell." ”

But at this moment, this small road that was just enough for three people to stand side by side suddenly rushed out of a runaway carriage and crashed into Ding Xiaofan and the others.

However, when it was too late, he only heard a muffled sound of "Peng!", and before the people in the carriage could react, Ding Xiaofan, who had already entered a demonic state, punched the horse's neck.

Immediately, under the astonished gaze of the coachman, the horse, covered with a red mane, let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground along with the cart.

So in this way, intimidated by the obscenity of Ding Xiaofan and others, this middle-aged man wearing iron armor, with a ruddy complexion, and who looked like a battle-hardened general, had no choice but to temporarily "lend" his carriage to Ding Xiaofan and others to return to the village.

After the three of them drove the carriage away, the middle-aged man who lent the carriage to Ding Xiaofan pinched the long beard on his chin, nodded slowly, and said, "In order to save my friend's life in time, I even dare to rob my carriage!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the cyan dragon pattern on the middle-aged man's battle armor turned into a glaive knife that was more than a zhang long! And the owner of this glaive knife was none other than Guan Yunchang, the legendary martial saint who could not have appeared in this era.

Turning the picture back to Ding Xiaofan and the others, setting up a carriage powered by a Chitu BMW, the three of them finally returned to Yongle Village at the moment when Zhang Tianlin was about to die of poison.

But at the same time as Ding Xiaofan got out of the car, an ominous premonition suddenly came to his heart. Because he found that the entire Yongle Village was lifeless, without the slightest sign of life.

Sure enough, after returning home, the first thing that caught the eyes of the three of them was the corpses of Liu Siye's family and the Zhang family! "Lixue!" Seeing the familiar corpse covered in blood in the courtyard, Ding Xiaofan was like being struck by lightning, and temporarily lost his ability to think.

This story is pure fiction and will be continued