The voice came from the inner courtyard. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yin Fan'er and Yao Qi walked forward when they heard the sound, and after making eye contact with each other, they pushed the door open.

The courtyard was dilapidated, with only one stone table, four stone benches in good condition, and an old man drinking tea at the table.

Yao Qi walked over slowly, stood near the old man, and asked, "Old fellow, are you a ghost?"

I don't want the old man to slap the teacup on the table with a "snap", and said angrily: "How can you talk so rudely at a young age!"

Yin Fan'er also walked over, found a stool opposite the old man and sat down, and laughed in a low voice.

"What are you laughing at, girl?" The old man didn't get angry anymore, but poured a cup of tea for Yin Fan'er.

"Because I'm going to disturb the old-timers tonight, I'm embarrassed to speak, so I smiled." Yin Fan'er didn't touch the cup of tea, but stared at the old man calmly and said.

"What do you mean?"

"We've traveled so far, and there are no more people within a radius of several miles, and we want to find a place to rest in the old-timers." Yin Fan'er was silent, and then said, "By the way, the group of unclean things in the hall will be solved for you together, and we will pay for the accommodation with you, how about it?" ”

The old man's hand after drinking tea was paused, and he returned to normal, and promised: "The house is empty and empty, and you can clean up and live in the two rooms on the west side." With that, he got up and went back to the house.

Yao Qi on the side was full of questions, and rushed up to Yin Fan'er and asked, "That old man has a problem at a glance, not to mention that there has just been a zombie here, why did Fan'er decide to live here?"

Yin Fan'er glanced at the tea in the cup and said, "This village is very strange, and it's getting late, so there is no place to go, so it's better to stay in this place and check the details of the old man by the way." He poured the cup of tea.

Yao Qirao said interestingly: "Maybe it's because Jialan has cultivated well, and Fan'er's thoughtfulness is not comparable to me."

Yin Fan'er was slightly stunned, feeling that what Yao Qi said was good.

She is now acting like a fledgling hundred-year-old demon, who has long since lost her ignorance and ignorance of the world, but like a veteran who has been around for a long time, with insight into personnel.

She thought, maybe it's the wonder of the source of all demons. Not only the skill, but also the mind has become mature.

From this point of view, Gu Wuxin, what kind of perfect existence should she be, so that her legacy can be so strong. Yin Fan'er thought so.

Yin Fan'er took persimmons to live in a room, and Yao Qi was alone, and agreed to go out of the room together to meet if there was anything wrong. The room was normal, although simple, but there were no strange things.

Persimmon was always uneasy, her round body jumped up and down on the bed, and said worriedly: "Master, those zombies are still so scary to think about, why do you have to live here?"

"Are we persimmons really scared?" Yin Fan'er sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the persimmon, and jokingly continued, "The persimmon is a powerful spirit beast, just a few zombies, right?" ”

"Of course it's not worth mentioning! But... Persimmon just can't figure it out. The little fat ball on the bed muttered.

Yin Fan'er picked up the persimmon and said, "Looking at the clothes and the breath on their bodies, that group of zombies should be ordinary people before they die, maybe they are people in this village." ”

"And how did they turn into zombies?"

"I don't know, but it definitely has nothing to do with the old man."

"So we're going to stay and figure things out?"

"Persimmons are very smart." Yin Fan'er touched the small hairball in his arms and praised, "What's more, Bu Tianjing has a strong sense here, maybe you can find a lord through this matter." ”

Persimmon nodded as if he didn't understand, in short, just follow the master, and the rest, whatever.

The long time of rushing made several people very tired, Yin Fan'er and Yao Qi cast spells in the room respectively, and then lay down to rest, after all, it is a demon, nothing to fear, but also sleep soundly.

In the middle of the night, Yin Fan'er was awakened by a shock sound. When I opened the door, I saw another group of zombies, trying to enter the room but being hindered by the spell barrier, constantly ramming, letting out "Bang! Bang! Bang! Voice.

Yao Qi was also woken up by the impact sound, and flew out of the door with Yin Fan'er, and stood still in the courtyard, looking at the zombies coming from all directions.

"Bad luck! Where did so many come from, it's really troublesome! Yao Qi complained.

"In the well." Yin Fan'er replied in a deep voice.

Yao Qi and Persimmon looked at the side of the courtyard, and sure enough, they saw a well, and zombies were constantly crawling out of it.

"I'll seal the well, fan, and you continue to carry the fire." Yao Qi said to Yin Fan'er.

Yin Fan'er let out a fire, turned around and flew to the bedroom in the middle, and smashed the door.

Unsurprisingly, there was no one in the room.

Suddenly, Yin Fan'er felt something attacking from behind, reflexively, slapped a palm, flew forward and choked the throat of the visitor, and the action was done in one go.

"Sure enough, it's you."

"You're not mortal."

Two voices came out almost simultaneously.

Yin Fan'er looked at the old man and said coldly: "Who are you, why do you raise so many zombies?" ”

The old man snorted and said, "It's just a group of dead people, what is it worth!" ”

"Then let me ask you, how did the people in this village die?"

"Disease."

"What disease?"

"The plague."

The force in Yin Fan'er's hand suddenly increased, and he said fiercely: "Tell the truth! ”

At this time, Yao Qi also rushed over and said to Yin Fan'er: "The well is full of dead people, piled up in a pile, like a villager. ”

Yin Fan'er asked and stared at the old man again, waiting for him to speak.

The old man knew that the matter had been revealed, so he simply said: "I killed the entire people in the village, and I turned them into zombies. ”

"Why did you do that?" Yao Qi asked.

"For practice." The old man replied.

"Who told you to do this?" A mere mortal, if no one instructs him, how can he understand this soul-sucking spell.

Yes, what this old man did was to suck souls. By absorbing the souls of mortals, they can prolong their lifespan and enhance their skills, so that mortals can become people who are not ghosts or ghosts.

It's just that this spell is not accessible in the human world, and there must be alien commands.

The old man didn't speak, making a silent appearance, Yin Fan'er condensed some power in his hands, oppressing the old man's internal organs.

"Yes...... It was a man who called himself a ghost who took mine. "The old man really couldn't stand Yin Fan'er's oppression, so he recruited from the truth.

Yin Fan'er and Yao Qi were shocked, when did the ghost clan participate in the affairs of the human world, and what was their purpose?

The ghost clan is inseparable from the demon world, neither friend nor foe, but the ambition is really not small. This move seems to be to do something big, which is undoubtedly not good for the demon world.