The empty and desolate tombs, the faint moonlight reflected in the night, and a light rain began to fall in the sky.

The desolate cemetery at midnight is eerie and terrifying, giving people a chilling sense of fear.

"Brother Xian, what's going on?" Wang Xianzhi asked in shock, which was far beyond his expectations.

"I don't know. Old Chief, have you checked how many graves have been excavated?" Huang Chao asked in a calm tone, and the strange scene in front of him did not move him.

"We didn't count them, because we were afraid that no one would come near them, but it seems that at least half of the graves were inexplicably dug up. The old chief said in fear.

"Then let's count now, everyone be careful, it's dark here, watch your step, don't fall into those graves. Huang Chao instructed.

Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao both dismounted and tied their horses to a nearby tree. If you ride a horse into the cemetery, you are afraid that even people and horses will fall into the grave.

The soldiers, each holding a torch, drew their sabers from their waists, and the villagers also raised their dung forks.

Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao took the lead and walked in front of everyone. In this way, the two of them walked slowly through the cemetery, shoulder to shoulder, back to back, waving the torches in their hands, for fear that something would happen to them again.

The sparse light of the fire pierced through the thick night, and a little light illuminated the words engraved on the tombstones.

"Brother Xian, in your opinion, could this have been done by a wild wolf?" Wang Xianzhi asked in a low voice. He knew that Huang Chao was well-informed, and he was a rare scholar in the rebel army, so maybe he could have his own opinion on this situation.

Wild wolves, robbers at night, are often seen in such villages, and the villagers' livestock are often lost to their stomachs.

"No way, wolves don't dig graves. If that were the case, the grave of a mountain here would have been wiped out long ago. There are many graves here that are no less than 100 years old, or even thousands of years. This kind of thing has not been done in the past, and it cannot be done by wild wolves. Huang Chao replied loudly.

The reason why Huang Chao raised his voice was actually intentional, one was to appease the villagers, and the other was to show his ability in front of people. Huang Chao did it intentionally from time to time, which made Wang Xianzhi feel a headache, it seems that this son is not a person who is satisfied with the status quo.

Huang Chao continued to the soldiers behind him: "Everyone, please pay attention, this place may be very dangerous, hold on to the weapons in your hands, and do not let go. ”

"Yes!" replied in unison.

"What a bird thing, it's fucking weird. It seems that after returning to the camp, it is necessary to further strengthen the vigilance, and the more strange things are, the more we must improve our defense. Wang Xianzhi said.

"Did you all hear that? General Huang is right! General Huang, do you think it is really the ghost of the dead corpse?" asked the old chief curiously.

"I don't know why, so I don't want to talk nonsense. Huang Chao felt that at this time, asking such a question would only lead to discouragement of the army.

"Maybe there are really unjust souls, but not necessarily. The old chief argued in a very small voice.

"Dashuai, let's take care of the present, we can't be careless. Huang Chao didn't pay attention to the old guard's muttering, and turned sideways to whisper to Wang Xianzhi.

Before they could finish speaking, they suddenly heard a heart-rending scream, and everyone present stood on end.

A gust of wind blew in the face, and the biting chill made people tense every nerve even more.

The crowd didn't know why, and they all ran in the direction of the screams.

By the faint light of the torches, they saw the corpse of a soldier lying on the ground, a dead body without a head.

Under the firelight, blood glistening with the dark light of the night was gushing out of his neck.

Attacking so quickly, taking people's heads in an instant, it can be seen that the murderer is agile and ruthless.

Seeing such a scene, an inexplicable fear made everyone tremble.

All of a sudden, all the terrible things in the world that could be guessed were rushing into their thoughts.

"Be careful, everyone, watch out for your feet and around you, and hold on to your weapons, I don't think it's good to come. Huang Chao said to the soldier whose legs trembled and he was unsteady on his feet.

Everyone clenched their swords tightly, held their torches high, and watched the darkness in front of them by the faint light of the fire.

"Old chief, have you noticed that these excavated tombs seem to be people who have just been buried. Huang Chao asked.

"Indeed, all the graves that have been dug up are new. The old chief replied with a look of horror.

"Now we don't care about that, we need to find out who killed our soldier and took his head. Concentrate and prepare for battle, this place will become even more brutal than the battlefield. Wang Xianzhi shouted loudly.

A soldier was vaguely aware that something seemed to be dripping on his face.

It's raindrops? No! Raindrops on your face don't feel like that.

He reached out and touched his face, and when he looked at it, he saw blood on his hands.

He jerked his head up and looked into the night sky, and a dark shadow fell from the sky and slammed into him, he was so frightened that he screamed, and everyone was summoned by his cry.

It was a head, the head of the dead soldier!

When they looked up at the night sky, they saw only the withered branches swaying in the wind and the waning moon faintly hidden by the clouds.

"Ancestor bless, little old man has never done anything bad. The old chief shouted in panic.

"General Wang, General Huang, this can't be a ghost, is it? When I was a child, I heard people say that when night comes, there will always be a ghost in the cemetery. Some of the villagers began to shout.

"Ridiculous, those are all tricks used by old people to scare naughty children, how can there be such a thing in the world, you are no longer a three-year-old naughty child, how can you have such a ridiculous idea. That guy is just like us, but he is agile enough and has never been discovered by us under the cover of night, so everyone must be cautious. Huang Chao scolded loudly.

In order to avoid any more unnecessary casualties, Huang Chao asked everyone to form a large circle back to back, cautiously observing the surrounding morning and trees.

Vaguely they seemed to hear someone laughing, like a woman or a child in a trance, like a mockery of their group of cowardly men.

Suddenly, a soldier's feet, entangled in something inexplicable, dragged him to the ground and dragged him deeper into the cemetery.

Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao immediately led everyone to rush over, wanting to save the soldier, but saw a black shadow flash in front of their eyes in an instant.

When they held their torches aloft, they saw nothing but withered and swaying branches of pine and cypress.

Once again, they turned their attention back to the depths of the graveyard that had devoured the soldiers, where there was nothing but darkness and hollowness.

When everything seemed to be calm again, a strange figure fell from the sky and flashed behind Wang Xianzhi.

The two soldiers who followed closely behind Wang Xianzhi, fearing that the strange guy would surprise and sneak attack their commander, immediately swung their swords and slashed at the black shadow, and the moment the blade touched the black shadow, an extremely strong force shook the soldiers away.

The two soldiers flew high and crashed into the branches of the pine and cypress, vomiting blood and dying instantly.

Wang Xianzhi realized that it was not good, and jumped forward suddenly, rolling out on the spot, dodging the black shadow behind him.

Huang Chao quickly led everyone, surrounded the black shadow, pointed at the black shadow with the seven-star jade golden dragon knife in his hand and asked, "What are you doing, what are you doing here?"

The black shadow didn't answer, nor did it make any sound, but kept emitting wisps of black smoke and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"Dashuai!, are you safe and sound?" Huang Chao didn't care about the disappearing black shadow, and was busy checking whether Wang Xianzhi was ill.

"It's okay, I'm fine, what kind of strange thing is that, do you see it clearly?" Wang Xianzhi asked in shock.