"100 people buried alive?" Zhao Zichuan just woke up, opened his eyes, and heard Mu Zifeng say that sentence, and instantly fainted with a frightened "uh".

"Crazy! This is indeed brutal! Jia Fatzi was stunned by the tragic scene in front of him, he leaned against the wall weakly, and muttered: "But no one can do such a hurtful thing, is it a ghost cannibalism?" ”

Stretching out the fire fold in his hand, the faint light of the fire illuminated the dark courtyard, but it could not illuminate the shadow in Mu Zifeng's heart.

Holding back his fear, he surveyed the courtyard again, and the soil of the courtyard was covered with bare arms of varying lengths. In the middle of the night, if you see this scene, it is enough to scare a normal person into madness. Mu Zifeng has been to the ancient tomb, in the Wu Mansion and in the Ghost Minggang, he has encountered bloody scenes and ghosts, and he can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, so he still maintains a calm and calm mood.

Although he investigated carefully, easy questions still lingered in Mu Zifeng's mind:

Who's who? Who did the iniquity?

After some reasoning in his heart, Mu Zifeng still had no way to verify what the cause of death of the people buried deep in the courtyard was, but he could be sure that it was definitely not ghosts who were killing people, these people's lives were taken away by people who were more fierce and cruel than ghosts!

Why did Mu Zifeng think that it wasn't a ghost who was doing the trick? Because he knew that if it was a ghost murder, why bother so much? Burying alive is a cruel trick that only humans can do.

Although I don't know who they are and why they suffered a tragedy, but meeting is fate, Mu Zifeng remembered his own life, when he was young, his family declined, his father disappeared, and he finally grew up, and he was wronged by killing his mother and friend, and became a lonely ghost at the end of the world, which made him have a strong sympathy for these people.

is the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should he have known each other when they meet, the only difference is that he is still relatively lucky, and he has not yet become a corpse.

Thinking of this, Mu Zifeng picked up the arm, picked up a sharp stone on the ground, and dug up the soil on the ground.

"Crazy, what are you doing!" Jia Fatzi, who reacted from the sad atmosphere, actually questioned Mu Zifeng:

"People have turned into dry bones, so don't dig anymore!!"

"What do you want?" Mu Zifeng sighed and explained: "I just want to bury this bone and put it into the ground, after all, I accidentally kicked him just now!" ”

"Or you think about it thoughtfully, worthy of being a college student!" Jia Fatzi praised.

"Hey, if you have time to come over and help dig the soil, don't just stand!" Mu Zifeng complained about Jia Fatzi, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhao Zichuan lying in Jia Fatman's arms, and was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Sichuan is fine?"

"It shouldn't be fine." Jia Fatzi smiled innocently and put Zhao Zichuan on the ground: "I'm afraid that Jin is mainly sick, and our money will be gone!" ”

Regarding Jia Fatzi's explanation, Mu Zifeng didn't think about it, he tried his best to dig the small pit deeper.

"Huh? What is it? Mu Zifeng dug and dug as if he had touched something as hard as a stone, and when he shone it with a fire fold, he found that it was a sharp wooden horn.

He pulled out the wooden foot with all his might, and when he looked at it again, it was actually a wooden sign one inch wide and three inches long.

The wooden sign is painted with black lacquer throughout, with the surname Mu in red letters, and a number written on it:

“13”

"Thirteen? What does this mean? Mu Zifeng muttered to himself in confusion.

"Madman, what are you doing?" Jia Fatzi shouted.

"Nothing?" Mu Zifeng was worried that Jia Fatzi would get the wooden card and want to dig up the treasure, so he didn't tell him the truth, but just brushed the dust off the wooden card and stuffed it into his pants pocket.

Then he began to concentrate on digging the small pit again.

In a few moments, a small five-inch pit was dug. He carefully put his arm in and slowly backfilled it with dirt.

He thought that this person must have suffered a lot before he died, so try to build him a slightly more comfortable home underground!

After burying that arm, Mu Zifeng silently recited a few words in his heart: "Rest in peace, rest in peace!" ”

Just as he was sincerely wishing the deceased to rest in peace, suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, and the fire in his hand was blown into light and darkness.

"Who ......" A loud roar sounded behind Mu Zifeng, Mu Zifeng turned around and saw that Jia Fatzi mentioned Zhao Zichuan, and retreated to Mu Zifeng's side with a stride.

"What's going on?" Mu Zifeng just wanted to ask, but found two walking corpses wearing ancient helmets like ghosts appearing in front of him.

Those were two extremely ugly, stinking mountain ghosts.

The mountain ghost screamed "wow" in his mouth, and rushed over with a stride.

Two white lights flashed, and the mountain ghost, who was holding a scimitar-like weapon, slashed towards Mu Zifeng and Jia Fatzi's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Fatty, get out of the way!" While Mu Zifeng dodged the mountain ghost's knife sideways, he threw the fire fold in his hand into the face of the other mountain ghost with a "brush".

Because he knew that Jia Fatzi was holding Zhao Zichuan and had difficulty moving, he had to be born to win time for Jia Fatzi to reflect.

The fire fold that flew suddenly smashed into the mountain ghost's face, causing it to stop abruptly and take a few steps backwards.

"Could it be that mountain ghosts are afraid of fire?" Mu Zifeng had a quick move, and ignited another fire breaker, smashing it into another mountain ghost.

The fire fold had not yet smashed into the face of the mountain ghost, and the mountain ghost who attacked Jia Fatzi had already stepped on the fire fold on the ground with one foot, and also stepped on Mu Zifeng's hope.

"It doesn't work!" Mu Zifeng saw that Fat Jia was still around, so he was anxious and scolded: "Fatty, run!" ”

In fact, you can't blame Jia Fatzi, they can't escape for a long time, the mountain ghost blocked the courtyard door, and for now, they can only escape into the wooden house behind.

But the mountain ghosts entangled them, and they were fighting fiercely, and there was no time to turn around and run for their lives.

I felt a dilemma in my heart, and my limbs had to resist desperately, seeing Mu Zifeng throwing fire folds at them, the two mountain ghosts were suddenly a little annoyed, and they actually picked up the "scimitar" as if they had reached an agreement, and slashed at Mu Zifeng's chest.

Facing the combined attack of the two mountain ghosts, Mu Zifeng couldn't parry for a while, and retreated again and again, seeing that the "scimitar" was about to slash at Mu Zifeng.

"Madman, get out of the way! Move! Jia Fatzi's cry sounded, Mu Zifeng did not hesitate at all, and an iron plate bridge lay on his back.

"Let you taste the fat man's serial kicks!" Flying up with the voice, there was a huge shadow, and Mu Zifeng could really see it, it was Jia Fatzi's body.

Just now, Jia Fatzi settled Zhao Zichuan by the wall, and saw Mu Zifeng being attacked by two ghosts in a row, he took advantage of the opportunity of the mountain ghost to concentrate on attacking Mu Zifeng, and suddenly jumped up with his strength, and kicked the mountain ghost helmet with both feet.

After two "bangs", the mountain ghost's helmet flew aside.

The two mountain ghosts were stunned for a few seconds.

Jia Fatzi hurriedly pulled Mu Zifeng and ran away, but the two mountain ghosts obviously reacted fast enough, they only stopped for a few seconds, and then jumped behind Mu Zifeng as if they were resurrected.

With just one jump, the two mountain ghosts chased after Mu Zifeng, opened their big mouths respectively, and bit towards Mu Zifeng's stamina from the left and right directions.

At this time, the moon in the sky disappeared into the clouds, and there was only a faint light on the earth.

At that critical moment, a shadow rushed over from the oblique thorn. The man crouched on the ground at once, folded his five fingers, pointed in the direction, and hit the kneecaps of the two mountain ghosts with force.

"Whoa......" With the terrible howl of the mountain ghosts, one of the legs of the two mountain ghosts fell to the ground, and their bodies were suddenly unstable, and one stumbled together.

"Let's go!" The man spat out a word succinctly, and led the way to the hut.

Mu Zifeng and Jia Fatzi didn't dare to delay, so they immediately followed while the mountain ghost was passing by Zhao Zichuan's side, and Fatman Jia held up Zhao Zichuan and carried it on his shoulder.

At this time, Mu Zifeng saw the wooden house clearly, there were five doors on the wooden house, and the man entered through the middle door without hesitation, and Mu Zifeng and the other three also chased in.

Jia Fatzi hurriedly pulled the deadbolt shut.

There were a lot of things piled up in the wooden house, there were benches, wooden tables, and even items like hammers, sickles, shovels, and shovels.

When Mu Zifeng saw this scene, he was really strange in his heart, could it be that he had entered the tomb robber's house?

Just as they were wandering around, there was a "click" sound from the wooden door, and Mu Zifeng knew that it was the mountain ghost scratching the wooden door.

Sharp nails cut through the windows of the wooden door and reached into the wooden house.

"Ahhh......h The ceiling is getting farther and farther away from them.

It's not that the whole room is descending rapidly, and it is quickly plunged into the dark abyss.

"It's over, I'm going to explain it here." Mu Zifeng sighed

Mu Zifeng saw a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth when he saw "a little white".