Shu Yan said "yes" and began to narrate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Yesterday, the disciple inspected the northern and southern regions of Khotan according to the plan. At first, we didn't find anything abnormal, but when we arrived, the disciple suddenly received a message from the junior disciple, and there was a riot in the northern 'Tong Jiatang', and the disciple was urgently called to support. So, the disciple led eight junior brothers and sisters to immediately rush to the 'Tong Jiatang'. ”

When the disciple arrived, the scene was chaotic. Those villagers attacked each other frantically as if they had been caught in a Gu. The disciple knew that this matter was different, so he kept an eye on it and recorded the scene at that time with a shadow charm. As he spoke, he took out a shadow talisman and urged it with spiritual power. The Shadow Charm is summoned, inspiring a soft white glow. In an instant, a square image suddenly appeared in the void where the light converged, as if it were there in person.

A noise spread through the hall.

Jin Huang looked at the image, and as Shu Yan said, the scene was chaotic.

I saw that in the video, two groups of people were fighting violently. Judging by the clothes, they should all be villagers of Tong Jiatang. One of them, each holding a hoe, a pole and other weapons in their hands, was vigorous, his expression was angry, and his mouth was shouting the dialect of Khotan.

This group of people is so sane that it is clear that they have not been stripped of their souls.

And the other group of people they fought against were all strong young men, but their movements were very slow, their expressions were dull and sluggish, their mouths let out a roar like the roar of a beast, and they only blindly pushed their flesh and blood forward, as if they didn't know the pain.

When everyone in the hall saw this, all of them showed solemn expressions. And this scene fell in Fu Li's eyes, and it was as if the catastrophe had reappeared.

The images recorded by the Shadow Charms continue.

I only heard the noisy noise of the whole hall, mixed with an old hoarse call, "No tile, no tile, no tile, no tile, no tile, Kuku, !!."

Jinhuang carefully identified the image for a moment, only to realize that the source of the sound was a gray-haired old woman caught in the crowd. The old woman was pushed forward and backward by the angry villagers around her, but she was still desperately squeezing forward. Jinhuang looked at it for a while before she realized that she was calling her son, one of several young adults who had been replaced by a soul.

The old woman looked excited and sad, and was finally squeezed in front of her, but unfortunately, she was full of excitement, but her son did not recognize her for a long time. The man stepped forward and clamped her firmly with both palms, and let out an excited roar from his mouth, and opened his mouth to bite down on the old woman!

At this moment, a whip struck from behind the young man, and the tip of the whip rolled around his waist like a snake, dragging him backwards. But he didn't want to, although the man's movements were slow, his strength was amazing. In the eyes of these cultivators in the hall, the whip that went up knew at a glance that it was an eight-point force, and the person was swept backwards, but he only staggered back a few steps, and soon his right foot was propped back, resisting castration.

The other villagers only held on for a few sucks before the young men wielded their clumsy weapons. Without these villagers, the disciples of the Ghost Sect would not have many scruples and fears, and the spells in their hands were seventy or eighty percent, and the "Phantom Trace" made them supernatural, and the black robe melted and condensed like a smoke screen, disappearing and appearing in the crowd, intending to restrain those young adults who had lost their minds. But I didn't want to, the strength of those people was so great that for a while, the disciples of the Ghost Sect couldn't even restrain them.

The scene in the video is constantly changing, and Jinhuang's eyes are sharp, revealing a corner of his clothes at the corner of a thatched hut in the upper right. The color is an extremely vivid rose red, with about gold thread embroidered on it, and a faint golden light looms in the image. She took a look at the clothes of the other villagers, there was no doubt that such fabrics and workmanship were definitely not from Tong Jiatang!

It's not the villagers of Tong Jiatang, it's such sneaky hiding in the shadows, what else can it be if there is a ghost in his heart!

At this moment, the noise that resounded through the hall stopped abruptly, and the shadow collection talisman lost its spiritual power support, and fluttered down. For a while, the entire hall was silent, so quiet that there was no sound.

After a few breaths, Qinglin spoke: "Yan'er, what happened later?"

"Back to Master," said Shu Yan, "Later, when the disciples were subduing those people, a whistle suddenly sounded out of nowhere, and those people began to retreat as if they had received an order. The disciple knew that the whistle was different, and in a hurry, he ordered the junior brother and sister to restrain the person, and the disciple turned around to chase the person behind the whistle, but unfortunately, he found nothing. After that, the disciple received a summons from his master. ”

"You lock everyone up in the 'Tong Family'?" this time it was Fu Li who interrogated.

"Yes. Shuyan bowed to him.

Fu Li nodded, looked at Qinglin and said, "Master Qinglin, if it is really as the noble disciple said, it is obvious that these people are not just injected with new souls. I'm afraid we will have to go to Tongjiatang immediately, and in addition, I think we need Daoists from Guiyi Valley to come to help. ”

Hearing this, Qinglin nodded silently, "What His Holiness said is reasonable. After that, he immediately began to give orders.

After a cup of tea, a group of six people, including Fu Li and Jinhuang, left the Valley of the Living Dead and headed for Tongjiatang.

Jin Huang followed behind Fu Li, only to hear him turn his head sideways and tell himself to "hurry up as a teacher", and when she took a breath, her whole person followed the Kunwu sword like a meteor, "swooping" into the sky. Behind him, the whistling sound of wind/flow scraping magic weapons was endless, and behind the layers of cloud barriers formed by the condensation of water mist and aura, the black robes of the ghost sect members loomed.

Kun Wu is an ancient artifact, and as soon as it comes out of its sheath, it is like a wild horse that has escaped from the reins, and it rushes forward with its legs, and no one else can compare with it. It wasn't until it entered the Northern Regions that it slowed down under the drive of Fu Li.

Behind him, Qinglin and his party chased after him. Shu Yan was instructed to deliberately lead the way at the forefront, and after a cup of tea, the group landed at the entrance of Tongjiatang Village.

Although the Ghost Sect is unpredictable, it is quite strict and cautious. The village, where there was a riot not long ago, no trace of a fight is now visible. Not only that, but when they arrived, the disciples of the Ghost Sect who had stayed in Tong Jiatang were patrolling the entire village with some kind of magic circle.

The entire Tong family seems to be quiet and casual, but if there is really an enemy attacking, it is not easy to break through.

Seeing the head of the Ghost Sect and a group of elders coming in person, the disciples of the Ghost Sect hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to each other. Then, Qinglin told everyone the identities of Fu Li and Jinhuang, and it was another courtesy of you coming and going.

By the time everyone was led to the hut where the unconscious villagers were being held, it was already a few moments later.