Chapter 472: The Last Dead
When he had just jumped off the wall earlier, Mo Kongjing saw a black mist condensed in the air drifting towards an unknown place in the village. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
But in the blink of an eye, I couldn't see it.
Just when Mo Kongjing was struggling whether he was dazzled, the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and his skin was stinged by the wind.
Immediately, she didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurried in the direction of the black fog she had seen earlier without saying hello.
Not long after leaving, Mo Kongjing felt weird, the night in Luoshui Village was really dead and silent, and the barking of cats and dogs could not be heard at all. The whole village was dead silent, and there was no light at all in the black rumbling.
So in Luoshui Village, the old cow's house that doesn't turn off the lights all night is absolutely conspicuous.
After walking a few steps, Mo Kongjing, who frowned, lifted the Water Moon Sword at his waist in his hand, and the bad premonition in his heart became worse and worse, and his eyelids kept jumping.
'Rustle'
The rustling sound of the wind blowing, and the sound of the 'creaking' door made Mo Kongjing a little concerned.
In a dead end, she suddenly saw a black shadow flashing quickly, and Mo Kongjing quickly followed, but the black shadow suddenly appeared in the opposite place of her.
I didn't have time to think about it, so I followed without saying a word.
After going around and around for half a burnt incense, Mo Kongjing, who suddenly stopped, sneered, and the black shadow really appeared in the opposite place she was chasing.
This time, Mo Kongjing didn't rush to chase after it, the black shadow quickly disappeared, and the previous rattling yin wind suddenly dissipated a little.
It's a terrible feeling to play hide-and-seek with a ghost.
But for some reason, the ghost just doesn't greet her head-on, and the thief who doesn't chase and runs away is really troublesome.
was secretly thinking about a way in his heart, and Mo Kongjing, who was suddenly illuminated by the moonlight on his cheek, suddenly raised his head and was stunned. Can't you even see a little starlight tonight? Why did the moonshine suddenly appear!
Looking up at the stars dotted in the sky, Mo Kongjing's face turned pale for a while, regardless of the three seven twenty-one walked two steps quickly, until he walked to the mountainside where the entire village of Luoshui Village could be seen by her. She silently condensed the spiritual power flowing to her eyes, and often heard others say that she opened her eyes, but in fact, it was just the monk condensing her spiritual power to her eyes.
There is nothing suspenseful about doing this, it just takes a little spiritual power, but you can see scenes that you can't usually see at any time, and your eyes are a little sensitive to those filth. Ghosts have nowhere to hide.
When he opened his eyes, his eyeballs were blue because of the spiritual power.
Mo Kongjing, who was a little stiff at the corner of his mouth, didn't know how complicated his mood was, and just looked at the village below.
The entire Falling Water Village was no longer as peaceful and peaceful as it seemed during the day, but was blocked by a layer of hazy black air. The black qi was firmly imprisoned above the Falling Water Village, forming a semi-circular black cover that enveloped the Falling Water Village in it.
Those black gases, full of resentment, and countless other negative emotions that are suppressed and make people on the verge of madness.
In layman's terms, these are the yin qi that emanates from those ghosts.
Where the yin qi is condensed, there are either heinous murders or ghosts. Nothing good is going to happen anyway.
Rubbing his jumping temples, Mo Kongjing's eyes had returned to normal, and he sighed faintly, these two hundred spirit stones are really difficult.
In the village of Falling Water, there is no light at night. This is true of mortal beings in the flesh, even with their monks.
What does this mean?
It shows that the ghosts here can be high!
Walking to the entrance of Luoshui Village in an extremely complicated mood, staring at the old tree in front of the village for a while, Mo Kongjing sighed faintly, and stepped forward to stroke the rough trunk.
The old trees were strewn with scars, such as those caused by blunt instruments such as axes. The old tree was really old, and it took the two of them to hold hands and keep the rough trunk.
It's just that the trunk of the tree has deep scars one after another, and the bark is tumbling layer by layer, and it looks disgusting. It's really a not very pleasing old tree. There wasn't even a single leaf, and it was so dry that people couldn't bear to take a second look.
If it weren't for the fact that the legendary Du family boy planted it, I'm afraid that the villagers of Luoshui Village would not tolerate such an ugly tree pestle standing in front of the door.
Just staring at the intricate scars on the old tree, Mo Kongjing's chest was stuffy, and he didn't know why.
The old tree was like a wise man who had been hurt by someone, standing tremblingly with a crutch in front of the Falling Water Village, and those deep scars that could be seen in the bones took away the breath of life on which it depended.
"Boss, boss, boss!" Panting and running out, Su Yuan's eyes were as red as a rabbit, and he was anxious for some reason.
"Tell me something slowly." Slowly rubbing the vertical and horizontal scars, a ray of light flashed in Mo Kongjing's eyes. She couldn't see the variety of this old tree, but it was definitely not something that ordinary people could plant.
"Boss, there was another dead man just now! This time it was two children, the babies of the Liu family and the Zhang family, who died miserably. After saying this dryly, Su Yuan stared at Mo Kongjing with a pair of big eyes and wanted to speak, and he didn't say anything in the end.
Since Su Yuan didn't ask, of course Mo Kongjing couldn't say it himself, and he didn't have to think about it to know that Su Yuan must have wanted to ask her where she went.
The village, which had been dead just now, suddenly seemed to be revived, with the lights on and the roosters and dogs barking for a while.
Before I entered the fence, I heard a crying scream and sobbing from inside, crying and crying myself, it was really a burst of chickens and dogs.
The villagers' cries, shouts, and comforts are all there. But when it was put together, it made people feel upset and irritable, and I don't know why, Mo Kongjing stood in front of the door, and he didn't want to go in.
Su Yuan, who shrugged his head, was tortured by the villagers, and when he saw that the movement inside was so powerful, he was suddenly timid, and he didn't dare to step into it for a while.
After pondering for a long time, Mo Kongjing still didn't go in, if he was just dyed with karma because of the task, it would be a thing that outweighed the loss. Now the villagers' emotions are very out of control, and tonight's events are too coincidental.
It's autumn now, and most of the year has passed, and only three people died in the previous half year, and four of them died in just two days after they came. One is still one corpse and two lives.
Out of control, I don't know what these villagers think.
If you want to avoid suspicion, you still have to avoid it.
So after thinking for a moment, Mo Kongjing turned around and took Su Yuan straight back to the village chief's house.
Seeing the three people with different expressions holding teacups inside, Su Yuan stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground. Make no mistake! It's only been a spin and they've all come back!
(To be continued.) )