Shi Kangjian, whose hands and feet were firmly trapped by hemp rope, was lying on the altar in the attic of Lu Gui's house, opening his mouth and staring at the ceiling of the attic with his eyes blank.

He had long since lost consciousness, and his whole body was covered with deep wounds that had been cut open by Lu Gui with a dagger.

Blood flowed from the wound and meandered onto the intricate patterns and symbols around the altar.

"It's too slow."

Lu Gui, who was holding a dagger and his eyes were red, stood on the edge of the altar, looking at the projection of the map of Watsui Village suspended above the altar, and shook his head.

It takes a short time for the mana provided by human sacrifice to completely fill the formation,

On the map projection, the red point of light representing the ghost is constantly hovering on the edge of Watsusho Village, appearing and disappearing, and every time it reappears, it will get closer to the village.

The effect of the rain curtain on it is getting smaller and smaller. Maybe in another ten minutes, it will be able to break through the weakening rain curtain and rush into the village to kill.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Gui asked his son Lu Maocai to use the broadcasting system to let all the villagers gather here on the grounds of "preventing the invasion of demons and ghosts".

Lu Gui has a very high prestige in Dusheng Village, and recently there have been demons and ghosts who have committed murder and killed people.

After hearing the broadcast, the panicked villagers left their homes and went to Lu Gui's house.

The passengers who stayed in different homes (including the hapless temporary roommate who was knocked unconscious by Leon) also left the house in a daze, blending in with the villagers.

When he walked to the center of the village, he was stopped by Tian Yourong.

Tian Yourong claimed that he had contacted the outside world, and that the county had sent a rescue team to help, and asked the passengers to wait with him at the village hall with him.

All the passengers hesitated, but they still broke away from the villagers and went to the city hall with Tian Yourong.

There were two corpses covered with white cloths above the platform of the Great Hall, and Wei Linglan, who was talking to Song Zhen, saw Tian Yourong bringing people back, got up and asked, "Are all the people here?" ”

"One less."

Tian Yourong said with some uneasiness: "That young man surnamed Han is gone, do you think he has been kidnapped by the people in this village?" ”

Wei Linglan retrieved her memories for a while, remembered the social youth who did not give her a good impression, and said with a frown: "It's possible." You guys are waiting here now, I'll go to Lu Gui's house to have a look..."

Her premonition of crisis did not occur, and with the help of some special props, she also predicted that the target of the ghost was not an alien passenger.

It is much safer for Tian Yourong and the others to stay in this idle assembly hall than to stay indoors.

Just as Wei Linglan was going to Lu Gui's house to find out what the village chief wanted to do,

A figure in a black raincoat appeared outside the door of the Great Hall in the light of thunder.

After digging the grave, Leon put the lamp pole that he had temporarily removed from the side of the road next to the pillar at the entrance of the Great Hall.

Ignoring the stunned stares of the passengers, he walked straight into the house and came to the two corpses.

He uncovered the white cloth covering the corpse, and with the palm of his rubber glove, he tore open the deceased's upper clothes, revealing the long, roughly stitched scar on the corpse's chest.

Under Tian Yourong's dull gaze, Li Ang roughly tore open the wound of the dead corpse, and reached in with the palm of his hand to probe, but did not touch the heart of the corpse.

Their hearts have been poached.

Smack-

Li Ang pulled out his palm, shook the flesh and blood on his hand, and nodded calmly to Tian Yourong, "Yo, good evening." ”

“...”

Tian Yourong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "You.... What kind of person. ”

Li Ang stood up, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "To protect the safety of people's lives and property, to guard important secrets, and to strictly guard against evil forces, I am the former chief instructor of the Dragon Group, a special organization composed of the strongest soldier kings.

You can call me A. ”

The god is a dragon group, and the god is a dragon Yaren.

If it weren't for Tian Yourong who had read a lot of online novels on the theme of the king of soldiers in his spare time, I'm afraid he would have really believed it.

"In short,"

Li Ang changed his face like a Sichuan opera, from a serious face to an idle and lazy expression.

"You guys just stay here for now, I'll go to the village chief's house and see if I can send them some warmth or something."

After saying that, Li Ang walked straight out of the Great Hall, easily lifted the street lamp pole, waved it a few times, and then rushed towards the village chief Lu Gui's house.

Wei Linglan, who hadn't walked out of the door yet, looked at Li Ang's back as he quickly disappeared into the rain, and felt the strong wind set off by the street lamp just now, and his body was a little stiff.

This young man who seems to be in a flowing society turns out to be a player...

And judging from the ease with which he wields the street lamp, the level is definitely not low, and the strength and agility attributes of light far exceed the current Wei Linglan.

She recalled the earthy, vulgar, exaggerated, and contrived manner that Li Ang had shown in the past few days, and cold sweat couldn't help but ooze from her back.

She didn't even notice the slightest abnormality of Leon!

It's the perfect camouflage lurk! That's it.... Is the style of the big guy?

Wei Linglan exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked back at the people who were dazed and at a loss.

After hesitating, he still followed Li Ang's path and ran towards the village chief Lu Gui's house.

Wei Linglan's intuition told her that Li Ang would not pose a threat to her life, and even that it would be safer to stay by Li Ang's side.

On the premise of ensuring your own safety, why not watch the big guy operate and enjoy the silky smooth flying experience.

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At this time, the village chief Lu Gui's house was already full of villagers who rushed over.

Everyone huddled together, watching with some trepidation as Lu Maocai led the young man and sealed the doors and windows of the villa with wooden nails.

The rain is not heavy or small, and the wind gradually stops,

From time to time, the thunderous light that bloomed in the distance cast the figures of the people in the hall on the wall through the gaps in the wooden planks of the windows.

Giggle –

The sound of dull and clear breathing sounded outside the door,

Something is like a gecko, clinging to the wall of a house and wandering around.

It's looking, looking for a flaw in this house.

Knock –

It slammed its body into the window of the villa's hall, and a mesh crack appeared in the glass, which crumbled and shattered in an instant.

Glass shards scattered and spilled at the villagers, causing a scream.

The rain poured down on it, and smoke rose billowing up, but it laughed silently and cruelly as if it didn't feel pain,

It writhed its strange spider-like body and tried to climb into the window.

But I saw that inside the wall of the villa, a cyan rune seal slowly appeared, and the palm that stretched it into the wall burned heavily.

The pain that went deep into the bone marrow made the monster finally can't help but howl miserably,

It glanced resentfully at the villagers inside, turned out of the window, and continued to look for flaws in the villa.

Knock, bang, bang.

Outside the villa, the sound of digging walls, hitting glass, and lifting bricks and tiles came and went, and the villagers snuggled together in panic and prayed to the gods and Buddhas.

Finally, the noise stopped, and it was not heard for a long time.

Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, a young man's voice rang out outside the door.

"Visiting condolences to send warmth, targeted poverty alleviation warms people's hearts! Fellow, open the door, I'm here to send warmth! ”