The three of them were in a position, although they were a little flustered at times, but compared to the panic at the beginning, they finally began to stabilize at this time.

Zhang Meng calmly aimed at the fat man and Lady Na, and Lady Na aimed at the other two people, and a balance was formed between them, but this balance was also based on the fact that they could all hit every shot.

From this moment on, their lives are in the hands of someone else, and if the marksmanship is even the slightest bit worse, this balance will be immediately upset.

"What the is this, old man Wang?"

The fat man took advantage of the effort to change the magazine, shook off his arm that was numb from the submachine gun, and asked Wang Daxian loudly.

Wang Daxian squinted his eyes, and his body trembled a little: "This ...... How is this possible? ”

"There's no way to deal with these things."

Zhang Meng became more and more anxious, even he didn't know how many bullets had been fired at this time, anyway, with his current reserves, at most a dozen more bullets, the Desert Eagle in his hand would not have a single bullet.

"A guillotine, how can it be a guillotine!"

The expression on Wang Daxian's face was a little frightened, and it seemed that even his voice was a little incoherent.

"What a severed head, you fucking be clear." The fat man shouted.

At this time, I don't know what happened, there were actually two same monsters that appeared in front of and behind the fat man, scaring him so much that he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Zhang Meng reacted quickly, and the monster behind him was dealt with with two shots.

The fat wolf bèi scattered the monsters in front of him, and he scolded: "Damn, what is the origin of these ghost things, why do you fight more and more, you are going to die!" ”

Zhang Meng also felt creepy, could it be that these monsters hit by them did not dissipate, but dissipated and then converged? Otherwise, how could there be more and more of these things?

Wang Daxian squinted, he took a deep breath, grabbed the dagger with one hand that was tied to the rope, and the blade pierced into his thumb, and drop by drop of blood seeped out of his thumb, staining the blade red.

He squinted and stared intently ahead, where a monster suddenly appeared.

"Don't shoot!"

Seeing that Zhang Meng raised his pistol and was about to shoot, Wang Daxian stopped him. He squinted and suddenly reached out his finger and pointed it at the monster's transparent body.

What made Zhang Meng's eyes fall to the ground was that the monster that had been pointed at Wang Daxian's finger actually seemed to be scorched, emitting a thick puff of green smoke from all over his body, and then the next moment, its blood-red body exploded and dissipated.

"Damn, what kind of trick is this?"

The fat man hurriedly leaned towards Wang Daxian's side, this dead old man was really hidden! Such a terrifying thing was actually destroyed by him with a snap of his fingers.

"Sure enough, this isn't a monster at all, it's a real geist ghost! What the hell is this place, and how can such a thing live? Could it be that this place really doesn't have any yang energy at all......"

Wang Daxian said to himself, the expression on his face was very bad.

"I don't understand, uncle, you can make it clear." The fat man almost cried when he saw that Wang Daxian had been saying these inexplicable words.

"These are all ghosts?"

Wang Daxian's words were like a stone, falling in Zhang Meng's calm soul lake, and the turbulent waves turned up in his heart, and he suddenly felt that his head was a little bad.

Shade?

This thing actually exists, and it can attack people as recklessly as it does now, doesn't it mean that the Yin Soul will be afraid of people?

One by one, thoughts popped out of Zhang Meng's head, but at this moment Zhang Meng didn't have the heart to pay attention to these, he suddenly saw that around them, I don't know what was going on, three or four blood-red monsters of that kind appeared at the same time, and then bared their teeth and pounced towards him.

This time can scare Zhang Meng into dissipation, at this moment, the barrel of the Desert Eagle in his hand is already hot to the point that it is impossible to shoot continuously.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a dagger with blood on the blade slashed in front of Zhang Meng, and the three monsters were torn apart in an instant, turning into points of light and ashes.

Wang Daxian suddenly shouted: "It is estimated that there are some yin souls here that can condense into human form, and now what appears is a tongue-pulling ghost, hurry up, they can't be killed!" ”

Wang Daxian spoke, and the nylon rope in his hand was pulled, and the dagger spun, like a boomerang, and flew out of an irregular arc, and in an instant, it slashed the three or four tongue-pulling ghosts that had just appeared.

He turned around and continued: "With blood! Blood contains human yang energy, it is the nemesis of these things, don't use bullets, the efficiency of bullets is too slow......"

"Sooner on."

The fat man was in a hurry, and at this time, these tongue-pulling ghosts seemed to appear more and more intensively due to Wang Daxian's wanton killing.

The fat man pulled out his paratrooper knife, then slashed it on the back of the fat hand, and then slammed the blood-stained paratrooper knife into several tongue-pullers, the dagger swiping over their bodies.

Sure enough, as Wang Daxian said, these tongue-pulling ghosts turned into ashes in an instant.

The fat man was overjoyed, he could finally raise his eyebrows at this time, he looked around with a hideous expression, and said arrogantly: "Who else is the damn?" Come out! ”

"Fat don't ink, you hurry up and put Gao Jin on your back, lady Na, you carry Wang Daxian on your back, and Xiaolou follows. Wang Daxian is responsible for dealing with the monsters around Lady Na, and I will clean up around the fat man. ”

Zhang Meng hurriedly ordered, he did realize that these yin spirits seemed to be inexhaustible, and every time one dissipated, more yin spirits emerged, which was simply endless, and the killing was endless.

"Wang Daxian, what kind of place is this? How come there is even such a thing as a ghost? And it's such a terrifying number of ghosts. ”

Zhang Meng stabbed the dagger in his hand into the head of a tongue-puller, and then asked in a somewhat hurried voice.

Zhang Meng had heard an old Taoist priest who helped people go over in the past to say that after a person dies, the three yang lights in the body are extinguished, leaving only seven yin spirits, if these yin spirits do not enter the underworld, then once they come into contact with yang energy, they will be wiped out, which includes sunlight, flames, human blood and so on.

There are also three yang lamps in the human body, especially the stronger the body, the better the person, the more vigorous the yang lamp in the body, some people feel that he is vigorous and vibrant, these people are more vigorous, so we rarely see the appearance of ghosts in densely populated places, even if there have been some harmful ghosts in some places, most of them are in some deep mountains and old forests, or bad water abysses and other places that cannot see the light.