I don't know how long it took, Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and felt that the tip of his nose seemed to really have a bloody smell constantly drilling into it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He immediately got up, but saw a figure in the room walking out stiffly. Zhuang Yichen hurriedly chased out, only to see that under the moonlight, the old farmer who stayed with them had his eyes wide open, and walked out with a numb face.

This scene is even more amazing than the most terrifying zombie movie, Zhuang Yichen listened intently, and there seemed to be a faint flute sound in the same place.

"This is a requiem!" Su Li's voice came from behind him, Zhuang Yichen turned his head to see that the three of them were awakened together. And Su Li's face was pale and very ugly.

"Requiem? Isn't this a funeral song that people send to bliss after they die?" Zhuang Yichen said strangely.

"Yes, it's just that this requiem has some changes that can make the living move like dead!" Su Li said through gritted teeth, no matter who this person is, he is the scum of the scribes.

"If this person is not removed, it will be difficult to feel at ease!" Luo Wuxi was also very angry.

"Let's go, what are you waiting for!" Fang Luo went first, and the pen and paper in his hand were already in place.

"Everyone should be careful, don't scatter!" Zhuang Yichen naturally couldn't object at this time, that is, he explained, lest they be carried away by anger and lose their calm judgment.

The four of them came out of the courtyard and saw the same stiff bodies walking towards the hill in the distance, a terrifying number.

"I'm afraid the whole village has lost their minds!' no wonder they woke up in the morning and didn't remember anything!" Fang Luo said with a deep breath.

It is sad to think that these ordinary and innocent villagers are like animals in captivity, and people are slaughtered every day without the slightest resistance.

"Let's go!" Su Li quickly wrote a swift poem and blessed the four of them, and his feet were like a living wind, and he quickly walked towards the distance.

Due to its proximity to the Tianlong Mountains, the weather is cold for nine months of the year, and not only do not the crops survive, but also do heavy work that is extremely damaging to the body.

By this time the hour had passed, the temperature had become colder, and the bodies of the villagers who had been hit by the requiem were becoming more and more frozen and stiff.

If this continues, even if you are not sacrificed, your life will not be long. Although the four of them were angry in their hearts, the evildoer had not been found at this time, so naturally they could not think about it.

"I'm afraid we have to cover up our whereabouts, otherwise if we are discovered, the thug may escape!" Zhuang Yichen reminded halfway through.

"You're right!" Su Li was reminded, and immediately took out a second-grade jade page from the official seal, and after reciting it silently, the jade page turned into a huge talent, enveloping the four people, completely covering up their aura.

This is at least a hidden poem written by people, and for Xiucai, it is definitely a life-saving thing, but Su Li used it without hesitation at this time.

"Hmm, strange?" At this time, on a platform in the mountains, a gray-robed man with blood-red eyes and black qi suddenly showed a puzzled look on his face.

For a split second, he suddenly became alert to a huge force appearing in his place, but it was very short, and it was more of an intuition than something he felt.

This platform is very large, at least it can accommodate thousands of people crowded into it for square dancing.

On the ground, an unusually terrifying reddish-brown circle was on the periphery, exuding a cold and evil smell.

In the middle of the platform was an altar with a blood-colored ashlar, about the size of two people lying side by side.

Above the blood-colored ashlar, a fist-sized black bead hung in the air, and wisps of black qi and blood qi continued to come from inside, linking with the gray-robed man.

The deranged villagers were now walking up the hill one after another, as if they had practiced countless times, towards the platform where the altar was located.

Zhuang Yichen and the other four people were also mixed in, looking at everything in front of them, they also felt that it was extremely weird. Numerous torches have been lit around the altar, and it is very bright.

When everyone arrived, the gray-robed man's mouth suddenly shouted loudly, all of which were extremely difficult syllables.

With the difficult syllables muttered by the gray-robed man's mouth, the villagers began to move around the reddish-brown circle in a strange rhythm.

Although their movements were stiff, they were neat and uniform, and the rows of arms were raised in unison, making people feel goosebumps all over their bodies when they looked at them.

The black beads suddenly let out a sharp whistling sound, as if they were anxiously waiting for something to urge.

A figure staggered out of the crowd and walked straight towards the blood-colored ashlar.

The voice from the gray-robed man's mouth became more rapid and sharp, and the speed of the villagers suddenly increased.

"The bloody jade and the black beads should be the key! the bloody jade can suck the blood in the human body, and the black beads are the magic treasures that connect with the evil existence!"