Anyang Village is located in the northeast corner of Changping County, which is the richest of the eighteen counties of Hezhou in Chu State, and has always been the famous land of fish and rice in Changping County. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But for the only remaining villagers in Anyang Village, all this is like a lifetime ago.

There is a dense forest in the west of Anyang Village, and the canopy of the trees in the forest is as large as a canopy, covering the sky and the sun, which is a treasure of feng shui for the villagers to survive, and it is also a good place for young people in the village to hunt.

A month ago, out of the forest came out of a four or five-year-old boy, a delicate little face is extremely beautiful, like a boy on the New Year's painting, I don't know which lost little girl, although the origin is unknown, but extremely loved, soon captured the hearts of many villagers, as long as his soft voice sweetly called "auntie", so that the lady immediately self-exclusion she is also willing.

The little boy settled down as a matter of course, and the women of the village took turns to take care of it, adding to the joy of the already lively village. But this is just the beginning, and the claws of death have crept down on this peaceful little village.

That little boy is the ghost pattern of the reincarnation of the Divine Stone. After Qi Yunshan and Rong Qing separated, he received an order from the Demon Venerable - to recover his strength as soon as possible!

This ghost pattern is the reincarnation of the Divine Stone, originally with his cultivation, even if the Demon Venerable is gracious, what can be resurrected is just a soulless walking corpse. But when the Demon Venerable was refining his divine stone, he injected a thought, and this became the soul fire of the extremely weak ghost.

One of the drawbacks of this method is that you have to absorb your soul to maintain your soul power. Therefore, the ghost pattern wandered the Five Realms, and under the cover of the Shura Temple, it continued to ingest the souls of innocents, strengthening itself, and gradually recovering its lost strength.

The "Zhu Xian" plan is imminent, and the demon world can't spare the power to help him do it secretly, so he simply lets him enter the human world and recovers on his own. With the strength of the ghost pattern, looking at the entire human world, it is difficult to have an opponent.

When a hungry demon enters the realm of winning people, he kills wantonly.

There is only one thought in the mind of the ghostly vein—the soul! Soul! Soul!

Thanks to the wisdom given to him by the Demon Venerable when he injected his mind, he was able to suppress the urge to devour blood and even draw up a plan.

At night, the phantom pattern that used illusion to hide his body quietly sneaked into a house, looked at the little baby who was sleeping sweetly on the bed, and showed a strange smile, and his chubby little hand dotted the baby's eyebrows, pulling out a milky white soul, which slowly flowed into his mouth.

Yuwen smacked his lips, looking like he was enjoying it. The baby's soul is weak, but it is also extremely pure, and it should be a great tonic.

Overnight, hundreds of baby souls from thousands of households in Anyang Village were all sucked up by the ghost. The next day, there were hundreds of cold little bodies, and the villagers were overwhelmed with grief and buried those little lives that had just come to the world.

I thought it was just an unknown epidemic that had been passed down among children, but the successive deaths made the villagers realize that something was wrong. Sacrifices, worship gods, and even witchcraft in southern Xinjiang have been used, but they still can't prevent the arrival of death, and the entire Anyang Village has fallen into panic, and many villagers have quietly fled the village overnight and embarked on a long road to survival, but what awaits them is still death.

The fresh corpses would be neatly placed at the entrance of the village the next day, so that the villagers who wanted to flee would instantly stop thinking, and the whole village would be filled with a thick color of terror. The gray-bearded old village chief hurriedly reported the situation to the county seat, hoping that someone from above would come to save them, but the news was like a mud cow entering the sea, and no movement came.

In just one month, there were only dozens of people left in Anyang Village, which was originally nearly 10,000 people, and in order to continue to obtain the soul, the ghost pattern set up a formation outside the village, attracting the villagers of the neighboring villages.

The neighboring villages all called Anyang Village a ghost village that eats people, and they have retreated dozens of miles between villages, but they still can't stop the villagers who keep disappearing.

In a dilapidated house in Anyang Village, the remaining dozens of people are tightly gathered in a circle, crying and crying, lamenting and lamenting, and crazy madness, showing the helplessness and despair before death comes.

Youwen sat quietly in the corner, looking at these weak mortals, a fierce light flashed on the face of the delicate porcelain puppet, and he looked impatient.

Soon, after sucking this last batch, he can change places, his strength has recovered seventy percent, and when he is in his prime, he can return to Lord Shaozun! However, who is Lord Shaozun?

The dark lines gradually turned dark purple, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"On official duty, idlers dodge-"

On the official road, hundreds of officers and soldiers galloped towards the northeast, and saw a thin woman in ragged clothes standing in the middle of the road.

Shao Chen frowned and looked around, completely ignoring the officers and soldiers who were about to march in front of him, his dark purple eyes had a look of chagrin, this broken place spiritual power was very thin, I am afraid that it is no longer in the fairy world.

Yu Guang glanced at the leader of the officers and soldiers with an angry face, and suddenly understood, it seems that it should be the human world! Mortals who don't know whether they are alive or dead, let me vent my anger on you today!

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

"Stinky beggar, get out of the way!"

Although the leader was drinking, the horse's speed did not decrease at all, and in an instant, she could already feel the horse's fiery snort.

"Humph!" Shao Chen didn't dodge, and a purple light flashed in front of him.

But at this moment, there was an extremely terrifying scene, the leader and the horse passed through the body of Shao Chen, the man and the horse, a scream and a neigh, just like tofu, was split in half by the purple mang, the only intact huge head bowed and hung in half and ran out to the left and right, did not take two steps, and finally fell to the ground with a "snap".

The man stared at the bronze bell-like eyes, dead and blind, and gurgling blood gushed out, soaking Zhang Yu's official road.

There was not a trace of blood around his body, and he looked down at the leader who had turned into a puddle of minced meat, and smiled lightly, his face covered with wrinkles and blood marks was like a bloodthirsty killing god who had come out of hell.

He knew how little he had ever given way to a man, let alone a mortal, and he had committed a great taboo -

Except for Shizun Fengxiu, she has never looked up at anyone!

A purple light spread throughout his body, and after a while, what appeared in front of everyone was a face that was extremely beautiful, with a smile and a flick giving people a sense of tranquility and elegance, and the smile was like moonlight, cold and warm.

She had already regained Rong Qing's appearance, and even the ragged dress soaked in dark red blood had become her usual black robe. Although the appearance is beautiful, but in the eyes of the remaining officers and soldiers, it is more and more frightened, this, what kind of demon is this?

"You, who are you?" A slightly bolder officer and soldier asked in a trembling voice, glanced at the leader who was gradually turning into a pool of blood, and swallowed his saliva.

Shao Zhi stepped forward slowly, standing quietly three feet away from the horse, and looked at it very curiously, and its eyes reflected Shao Chen's faint purple eyes.

"Where are you going?"

No one answered.

"Huh?" Shao Chen frowned, and stopped his right hand, which was about to reach out to the horse, in mid-air, and a trace of anger flashed on his face.

Don't answer, damn it!

The phalanx of hundreds of people was instantly shrouded in a purple light curtain, all of them looking drowsy. After a short time, Shao Chen withdrew the illusion, and at the same time, the hundreds of officers and soldiers disappeared, and the entire official road became empty again, so quiet that there was no trace of life.

Shao Chen clapped his palms with satisfaction, and flew away in the northeast direction with great interest.

Trolls? Interesting!

Since you won't be able to return to the fairy world for a while, you might as well go and join in the fun.

As he walked away, a trembling head poked out of the grass, and a young man crawled backwards, muttering, "Hell, it's daylight!" ”

―――――― Dividing Line――――――

Zhengtai Youwen: Do you miss me?

A certain ghost: Think about it-

Zhengtai Youwen: Serve your soul obediently!

A certain ghost: ... Uncle..., for the sake of our names, spare your life......

A certain Qin: Ahem, I'm just here to ask for a ticket! You go on -- (To be continued.) )