The Bat King, named Mo Li, had been suppressed by the combined efforts of everyone under the spell tower. Yun Zun's attitude towards Jin Zun is also the same as before, lukewarm. Lingsenkaku seems to have returned to the way it was when everyone first met. After all, the disciples of this session have also been in Lingxian Pavilion for about half a year. According to the rules of Lingxian Pavilion, the disciples have to conduct a night hunt every six months, and the night hunt lasts for five days, and after the five days, each disciple reports the harvest of this year, and on this basis, gives the final winner a certain disciple something they want. The proof to judge which disciple won was the quantity and quality of the things he hunted in the night. For example, one high-level spiritual power beast can be equal to ten mid-level spiritual power beasts. Or maybe one mid-level spiritual beast is equal to ten low-level spiritual beasts. Hearing this news, Xuan Zhuyi's disciples were a little excited and couldn't sleep, but after thinking about it, they didn't know how many masters were queuing up from their own count, and it was the right thing for them to rest early. However, in the midst of these many decadent thoughts, there are people who are willing to actively fight for it, such as Xuan Zhuyi and others, or people like Mo Yinfeng and Yin Huasheng. Although everyone's night hunting results are counted in the collective, there is inevitably an element of secret fighting. The disciples of the Lingxian Pavilion choose the location of the night hunt by themselves, but they must return to the Lingxian Pavilion before midnight on the fifth day, and those who fail to return within the time limit are not counted in the list of night hunts. Xuan Zhuyi and the others came to an abandoned village in the east about thirty miles away from Lingxian Pavilion. The village was empty ten years ago, surrounded by weeds. When night falls, it looks like a ghost village from a distance. At the beginning, half of the reason why the people in the village moved out was also because of the legend of this ghost village. Ten years ago, the village was called Bai Ming Village. The reason is that there are many cypress trees planted in the village, and there are many tea trees planted on the mountain next to it, and most of the villagers make a living by picking tea, hence the name. As time goes by, the tea pickers in the village often disappear inexplicably. I thought it was because a few people got lost, after all, the road on the mountain is very difficult to walk, and even experienced people may get lost. The villagers were unimpressed by the fact that people had been missing for less than three days, because after three days, people would naturally turn out of the mountains. Gradually, however, people discovered that things were not so simple. The number of people in the village became less and less, and the villagers began to get nervous and scared. There were many people who organized to go into the mountains to search for the missing people, but they found nothing, but some of the people who went in to search for them also disappeared mysteriously. The villagers gave up looking for it in the mountains, thinking that "resigned themselves to fate, wealth and wealth are up to the sky", so they were all at ease, and no one went into the mountains to pick tea. However, such a dull life was finally broken. The villagers found that every night, there would be a man standing at the entrance of the village, motionless, until dawn came, and then suddenly disappeared in a morning mist. Brave villagers approached the man with lanterns, only to find that he was not breathing at all. Everyone was frightened and hid home and closed the doors and windows. But at dawn the next day, the man standing at the entrance of the village disappeared again. The villagers felt that someone must have deliberately scared them, so they discussed together how to catch the person behind the ghost. The villagers lay in ambush near the entrance of the village, waiting for the man to appear, and rushed forward to subdue him, but they never thought that that that night, people did not see the ghost, not even the man who was not breathing. When the dawn was near, everyone said that it was almost dawn, and that the man would not come as a thief. Just as everyone was packing up their things and preparing to go home, a low roar came from not far away. Everyone was alert, and they picked up their hoes and prepared for battle. But after a long time, nothing appeared. Everyone scolded and scolded to pack up and go home. But just as everyone turned around and went back to the village, suddenly, a fog rose, and no one in the way could see the road ahead. The crowd squinted their eyes, as if they saw a person standing motionless at the entrance of the village in front of them. The man slowly turned around and grinned at the crowd. Everyone could see that the person who turned around was the one who was not breathing that he had found not long ago. But since he is dead, why can the man still move? Before they had time to think too much, everyone fainted. When they woke up again, the sun had already risen, and a group of village people were watching them. Seeing that they woke up, they hurriedly asked about last night, but several people were vague and couldn't even speak clearly. Only one man was still conscious, and he finished the matter intermittently, and then suddenly swallowed. The villagers finally couldn't take it anymore and moved out of the village, and the village gradually became overgrown. It has become a veritable ghost village in people's mouths.

Xuan Zhuyi: "I think there must be something in this mountain, otherwise how could someone be missing for no reason?"

Mu Zhixi: "And the dead man who can move." Isn't there really someone behind the scenes? ”

Ouyang Ruolin: "I once heard that there is a technique called the wire pulling technique, which is to use silk threads to control people's activities."

Shang Ling: "How to control it?"

Ouyang Ruolin: "I don't know, I've heard of it." I think the dead man who can move must be someone behind him. ”

Mu Jinggong: "There is one more question. Why did the villagers suddenly wake up delirious? And why did the man who told the truth die all of a sudden? ”

Xuan Zhuyi: "I think someone must have drugged them when they passed out."

Yu Tzu-hyuk: "One more thing, every time something happens, there will be fog."

Shang Ling: "Yes, yes, yes! The man disappeared in the morning mist, and he appeared in a burst of fog. ”

Mu Jinggong: "There must be something wrong with this fog."

Several people were discussing, only to hear the sound of "rustling" in the grass. Several of them were on their guard, ready to take a look at what was in the grass. After a "rustle" sound, several heads were exposed from it, and in a blink of an eye, I saw Mo Yinfeng and the others standing up from it.

Mo Yinfeng: "Oops! What a coincidence! You're here too? ”

Shang Ling: "Why are you everywhere?!"

Mo Yinfeng: "What's wrong?" You're the only one to come, and you're still in charge of us? ”

Xuan Zhuyi: "Okay, good! Everyone is on the same team, don't hurt the harmony and give the reward to others. ”

"What team?" A female voice came, "I don't think she cares about this at all, she's just absent-minded all along." I saw Yin Huashang pointing at Yu Cihe from not far away and walking towards everyone.

Mo Yinfeng: "Yo! Isn't this Miss Yin's Mansion? Fortunately, I will be honored. ”

Yin Huashang smiled arrogantly, and then turned his gaze to Yu Cihyuk.

"I don't think this feather girl cares about this night hunt at all, right?"

"More important than you."

"You!"

"That's it! Stop arguing! Xuan Zhuyi finally played the role of a senior brother and said, "Everyone is a disciple of Lingxian Pavilion, where did you get so many resentments!" ”

Ouyang Ruolin hurriedly eased the atmosphere and said, "It's still early, why don't you find a place to rest first?"

Mu Jinggong: "It's okay. Since it is to find out the truth, then we might as well go into the village to live? Think of us as villagers in this village and see what happens. ”

"That's a good idea." Shang Ling looked at Mo Yinfeng and Yin Huasheng, "We don't care about others, anyway, I live here!" Shang Ling entered Baiming Village as soon as he slipped away, Mo Yinfeng looked at Yin Huasheng, and the two also entered the village together.

The village looked like it had been uninhabited for many years, and the dense cypress trees lined the road to block the sky from black. After years of rain and wind, the grass house has long since become dilapidated. Everyone found a few grass houses that were convenient for observing the movement at the entrance of the village, and reluctantly cleaned up and moved in. As night fell, and the cold seemed to be deeper, the people made a fire out of haystacks, and waited quietly around the fire for what was to come. Xuan Zhuyi implements a rotation system here, and each person observes the situation at the entrance of the village through the cracks of the grass house for two hours, and when the time comes, he goes to sleep, and the next person takes over. Just when Ouyang Ruolin and Shang Ling were handing over, the door of the grass house suddenly rang. In this silent night sky, the sudden sound can really scare people into a cold sweat. The two looked at each other for a moment, Ouyang Ruolin hurriedly leaned down to the gap in the grass house and looked at the entrance of the village, everything was calm and normal, nothing special. Shang Ling plucked up the courage to stand by the door and look out, but he couldn't see anything. The door was still ringing, Shang Ling gently opened the door with the ochre fan in his hand, and violently pulled out the ochre fan and pointed it at the door, it was the sleepy-eyed Mo Yinfeng.

"What are you doing? Put your fan away and want to scare me to death?! ”

"You're going to scare me to death! What are you doing here in the middle of the night? ”

"When you wake up, get up and hand in a shift, it's really boring, so come and see what you're all doing?"

"What can you do? Of course, it's the sleep that should be slept, and the shift that should be handed over. ”

"Hey!" Mo Yinfeng stretched, "It's all ugly, isn't it coming?" ”

"When it's ugly, the show should be in the back!" As he was talking, he heard Ouyang Ruolin whisper: "There is movement."

Shang Ling hurried over and looked at the entrance of the village through the gap, only to see a burst of fog spreading, faintly, in the center of the fog seemed to be standing a two-meter-tall person, motionless, looking into the village. Shang Ling hurriedly turned around to extinguish the fire, and Mo Yinfeng also entered the grass house on Shang Ling's side with interest, and closed the door tightly.

"Huh? How did you get to us? ”

"That man is out there now, and you're going to let me go back and die?"

"But didn't you hand it over? You're here, what if something happens to them? ”

"What can it be? He was motionless again. ”

"He's gone!" Ouyang Ruolin exclaimed, "Shang Ling! He's gone! ”

Shang Ling and Mo Yinfeng hurried over to take a look, only to see that the fog at the entrance of the village was thick, but the person who was about two meters tall suddenly disappeared. When all three of them were a little panicked, they heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then an equally rapid knock broke the silence of the night sky and the tension and fear in the hearts of the three of them.