Sanqing and his party followed Lai Quan, walking slowly on the dark road, and unconsciously passed by the rumored haunted town of Lai Quan.

Although there were others following him, Lai Quan was still weak-hearted, and subconsciously accelerated his pace. After all, he had just encountered a female ghost incident, and although the tiger's mouth was out of danger, he still had palpitations, thinking that if a group of zombies or something jumped out at this time, even if there were a few fairy-like characters behind him, he would have to break his muscles and bones anyway.

"Follow what happened in my town!" Sanqing stopped and looked at the town in the dark from afar. Over there, it was unusually quiet, a kind of dead silence, as if the whole town had died. Sanqing also confirmed that the resentment that Shi Cai felt came out of this. There are indeed unclean things in this town.

"Ahh Lai Quan fell into a contradiction and was stunned on the spot.

"Then let's go further, find a place to bury your buddy first, and then slowly!" Sanqing felt Lai Quan's dilemma, so he gave him a step down.

"Okay!" Lai Quan hurriedly agreed, and then took a step and continued to walk forward, and walked faster and faster.

After walking about three miles like this, a mountain range appeared in front of them, and the road under their feet also led to the mountain range, which became a winding road.

"That's it!" Sanqing stopped, pointed to the mountain range and said: "I think this mountain feng shui is okay, and then pick a good place to bury your buddy, I promise that he won't have to be a monkey in the next life!"

Listening to Sanqing's half-joking words, Lai Quan and Chen An, who was carrying the corpse, were stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or be sad.

"Bing, lend me your sword!" Sanqing whispered to Soul Haoxuan.

"Are you calling me?" Soul Haoxuan looked at Sanqing suspiciously.

"Someone else here with a sword?"

"No, but I don't call a soldier!" Soul Haoxuan replied coldly, thinking to himself, you, it's not enough to have a big soldier, and you have to send out a whole soldier?

"You see you've been cold all day long, it's perfect to call you ice!" Sanqing pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"You ......" Soul Haoxuan was speechless for a while.

Fan Youwei, who was at the back of the seat, listened to the conversation between the two, smiled from ear to ear, and kept talking: "Bing is good, Bing is good, your name is too awkward, I will call you Bing in the future!"

"Don't give me a nickname! I went to dig your father's grave!" Soul Haoxuan turned his head and said viciously to Fan Youwei.

"You go dig it! Go ahead, I still think it's not good feng shui!" Fan Youwei said disapprerovingly.

"Then even your mother's will dig it together!" Soul Haoxuan said coldly.

"Okay, I won't scream!" Fan Youwei was invisibly poked in the weakness, so he shut up and stopped talking.

Lai Quan and Chen An were stunned when they listened to the conversation between Sanqing and others, and sighed that these individuals and themselves were really not in the same world.

"Okay, give me your sword quickly!" Sanqing stopped laughing, said sternly, and then stretched out a hand to Soul Haoxuan.

"Don't borrow!" Soul Haoxuan tilted his head, holding the ancient sword tightly with both hands.

"Why don't you borrow your hands to dig the pit?" asked Sanqing in a deep voice.

"Planing is planing!" Soul Haoxuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said fiercely. Then he walked in front of Chen An, snatched the body from his shoulder, carried it with one hand, and walked towards the mountain.

Sanqing blinked his eyes and said contentedly: "You go to the south, find a place where there are three trees side by side, and bury him under the tree in the middle, move quickly, we are still in a hurry!"

"Don't be verbose!" Soul Haoxuan said in a deep voice, and then began to exert force under his feet, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes after a while.

"Sanqing, are you really going to use your hand planing?" When Soul Haoxuan went up the mountain, Fan Youwei came to Sanqing and asked softly, and used the title of Bing, because he still thought it was better than the strange name of Soul Haoxuan, and it was much more pleasant.

"He has a way!" Sanqing smiled, and then walked to the side of the road alone and sat on a big rock.

"Can you tell me about that town now?" Sanqing said to Lai Quandao.

"Hmm!" Lai Quan walked to Sanqing's side, took out a cigarette, and handed one to Sanqing, who shook his head, Lai Quan lit a cigarette himself, and then squatted aside, smoking a cigarette while telling the story.

It all started about three months ago, when someone found the corpse of a stranger carved with strange runes by the river that morning. The man immediately called the police, who also came, took the body, and put him in the morgue. But the next day, the body disappeared into thin air, much to everyone's surprise. From that day on, the town was cursed, and every day people were found dead by the river, and their bodies were carved with the same runes as on the corpses of the strangers. And the dead ones are all surnamed Liu!

The old man of the Liu family is a demon asking for his life, but the young people of the Liu family don't believe it, thinking that there are no ghosts in this world. Until that night, someone knocked heavily on the door of Liu Jiyuan's house, the patriarch of the Liu family, and as soon as the door opened, Liu Jiyuan saw the body of the strangely missing foreigner standing straight outside the door and staring at himself with two empty eyes. Immediately afterwards, the corpse actually said to Liu Jiyuan: "Everyone surnamed Liu has to die!" and then disappeared out of thin air.

"At that time, Liu Jiyuan was so frightened that he sat on the ground with his ass, and the middle-aged man in his forties actually peed on his crotch! Haha......" At this point, Lai Quan laughed, but when he found that no one found it ridiculous except himself, he immediately stopped and continued to tell the story.

After this incident, Liu Jiyuan didn't believe in evil anymore, he asked people everywhere to find all kinds of characters who claimed to be able to catch ghosts and subdue demons, what monks, Taoist priests, monks and the like, I don't know how many. Every time he left, he told Liu Jiyuan that he had subdued the evil ghost, so that although he could rest assured, the Liu family was still dead!

"That's probably the way it is!" Lai Quan finished telling the story about Qianbian Town, subconsciously glanced back, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"This evil ghost should have a grudge against the Liu family!" Mu Yi, who had been groggy all the way, finally regained his consciousness at this time, and seriously expressed such an opinion that any normal person could imagine.

"Nonsense!" Fan Youwei said with a smile and a smile, and then glanced at Mu Yi.

"Or you?" Mu Yi immediately returned the color.

"Hmph!" Fan Youwei snorted coldly and turned his head.