Chen Zhi and several people quietly dived down from the mountain together, and did not rush into the village, but hid in the dark at the edge of the village, watching the villagers walking around.

There were not many people in the village, all of them were carrying torches, and the expressions on their faces were stiff and numb. They didn't speak to each other, and walked towards the middle of the village like a pack of zombies. No one noticed that Chen Zhi's team was hiding in the dark. Chen Zhi and his entourage were silent, following behind the villagers in a stop-and-go manner.

After walking a short distance, Chen Zhi saw the ancestral hall from a distance, he couldn't see it clearly in the dark, it looked like a very old building, and the door was full of villagers from Fox Village, all with torches.

If you want to see more clearly, you have to go in a little more, which is more dangerous. Chen Zhi decided to let Xiao Gu'er and Qin Yueyang stay in an abandoned cowshed near the woods, which was remote and no one paid attention. Their luggage and equipment were also thrown here, and he, Fat Wei, and Ghost Daohao traveled lightly, went to the fox sacrifice ceremony together, and then came back to join them.

Although Xiao Gu'er was unwilling, Chen Zhi's attitude was resolute, and he had to reluctantly agree to wait for their news with Qin Yueyang in the cowshed.

Qin Yueyang seemed to have become very weak during this time, and after she entered the cowshed, she gave Chen Zhi a look and called Chen Zhi aside.

At this time, Chen Zhi found that Qin Yueyang's face was like a blank piece of paper. Qin Yueyang grabbed Chen Zhi's hand and stuffed him with a stacked charm. The spell was very thick, and it was estimated that when opened, it would be a large piece of paper.

"This is the biggest illusion breaking talisman, put it away, maybe it can save your life" Qin Yueyang gasped and said with difficulty. "Actually, since I entered this village, I have felt very uncomfortable, and now it has been determined that there is a witchcraft array in this entire mountain village."

"What?" Chen Zhigang was about to ask, but saw Qin Yueyang make a shushing gesture with his fingers.

She continued to struggle: "I'm at the limit here, the person who set up the formation should also be a demigod, and his ability is much higher than mine, and it is just the same as my ability." I used my blood to draw a shape-shifting array on my body, and I took your place. Go up the hill quickly, I'll confuse your location if I stay here. Even if I die, your position is far away, and I am worthy of the leopard master. ”

Chen Zhi's eyes stared at Qin Yueyang and did not speak.

Qin Yueyang continued: "There must be something on the mountain, after you go up the mountain, it's up to you, don't trust anyone." Remember, even if you enter the illusion of God, as long as your heart is strong, the ghosts and gods will not be able to help you. ”

Qin Yueyang grabbed Chen Zhi's hand, shook it with his last strength, and sat down in the corner with a bang, his breathing became very weak and he didn't move.

Chen Zhi didn't help her, nor did he speak. Seeing all this, Fat Wei and Ghost Knife in the back did not speak, and their expressions became serious.

Chen Zhi left his mobile phone with Xiao Gu'er, and although there was no signal, he asked him to insist on texting, reporting their location, and asking the large army to come and support. After that, Chen Zhi gave the others a sign to go and jumped out of the cowshed first.

In this way, Chen Zhi and several people, using the night to protect their bodies, walked through the village and quickly ran to the vicinity of the ancestral hall. There was an abandoned earthen house there, the roof was long gone, and there was nothing in it except a collapsed earthen kang, but the window was facing the ancestral hall, and Chen Zhi and the others hid here.

In this position, Chen Zhi saw the front very clearly. That ancestral hall is really old, very large, and in no way inferior to the royal ancestral hall in Beijing. It looks like the architecture of the Han Dynasty, all wooden structures, and the steps of the ancestral hall are paved with large blocks of green bricks, and the grandeur of the buildings does not match the poor village.

What caught Chen Zhi's attention was that in front of the ancestral hall, there was a monster carved out of stone, very huge, it looked like a fox and a wolf, with a ferocious expression and long fangs, and the carving was fine and lifelike. It is by no means the work of ordinary craftsmen. On the grand gate of the ancestral hall, there is a huge plaque with three words clearly engraved on it, Hu Ancestral Hall.

At this time, Chen Zhi glanced at the villagers standing in front of the ancestral hall.

Different from the imaginary village gathering, those villagers all stood in a proper manner, although there were many people, but no one spoke. A group of black shadows stood quietly in the night of the deep mountains, like ghosts in the deep mountains.

Suddenly, someone lit the two bonfires in front of the ancestral hall, and with a "bang", a huge flame burst out, and the entire ancestral hall lit up at once. Chen Zhi saw that in the middle of the ancestral hall, there was a person wearing a huge mask, who was wearing a five-red and green robe, with a grimace painted on the mask, and the robe was full of bells, like a shaman he had seen on TV. There were also several masked people standing beside him, also wearing red and green robes, but there were no brass bells, depending on the status of the lower rank.

As the bonfire in the ancestral hall was lit, the faces of the villagers became clearer, and after seeing the faces of these mountain people, a trace of fear appeared in Chen Zhi's heart.

In fact, because he had experienced so many things before, Chen Zhi would not be easy anymore, and he would be frightened by something again, but looking at the faces of these villagers made Chen Zhi feel a chill in his bones.

One by one, the eyes of the villagers were fixed on the altar. The eyes were very cold, as if they had no souls. A ferocious expression that did not belong to human beings appeared on the faces of these men, women and children, and the corners of their mouths rose one after another, revealing the grim smile of the stone monster in front of the ancestral hall. Chen Zhi felt that these people did not seem to be afraid of the law and gods and Buddhas, they seemed to be planning a conspiracy together, if the stinky skin was removed, Chen Zhi thought that their souls were not like human beings, but more like the descendants of demon foxes.

At this time, the shaman-like man suddenly pointed to the sky with both hands, and his whole body writhed violently, and the copper bells on his body rattled, as if he was dancing, and it looked very strange in the night of the deep mountains. His mouth was like a cry, chanting incantations, and his voice was buzzing, like phlegm, very special. Chen Zhi immediately heard that the shaman was Chunhua'er's father.

At this time, Chunhua'er's father shouted, and his voice was as piercing as a wild cat calling for seedlings, "Please son of the gods, fox fairy old mother!" ”

As his voice sounded, a loud "bang" was heard, and the door of the ancestral hall was slowly opened. In the darkness, an old woman with a disheveled hair walked out, supported by two girls, and limped out.

The old lady was very short, about the waist of the girl next to her, her face was very old, her skin was piled up like tree bark, and her facial features could not be seen clearly. The two eyes are exposed in the wrinkles of the face, and they are very bright. The old lady wore her hair, silver white as snow, and she wore a fiery red trailing robe with a frightening heavy makeup on her face. I don't know if it's because of the light, Chen Zhi saw the old lady, who clearly had a fox face.

Chen Zhi told himself in his heart: "This is the old fox fairy mother, the legendary living fox." ”

At this time, Fat Wei became a little excited, he put the folding binoculars he carried with him on his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and said, "It's not right!" It's really wicked. ”

"What's wrong with you? See a ghost? Chen Zhi asked in a low voice.

Fat Wei was still holding the binoculars, and said in his mouth: "True evil door, in the pocket of that strange-faced old lady, why is it my smartphone?" ”