The figure of the slender man appeared on the plank road again, like a candle in the wind, swaying, and it seemed that he might fall under the plank road at any time.

"Crunch~!"

"Crunch~!"

The plank road is shaking, no, people are walking!

The figure of the puppet is walking towards the plank road, and as the figure of the puppet approaches, the small puddles formed by the mountain rain on the ground also begin to change.

The puddle reflected the figure, and then a stream of black blood spread in the puddle, as if someone had dripped blood into the puddle.

The figure was far away, and the outline was blurred, but by this time, the rain had stopped, and the coffin mountain was so quiet that even the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard, and the sound of footsteps came very clearly into our ears.

"The village chief, the village chief, it's the village chief!" One of the villagers suddenly yelled, his face covered with horror.

Although the figure of Ling Yan is still relatively far away, they have held a funeral for Village Chief Chen, and when they see his body, they can recognize it immediately.

The cold shroud, the thin figure, and the slow action are indeed the village chief Chen.

"Village Chief Chen has come out...... What's going on...... How will it come out? Chen Wenbin said with a frightened face.

Ignoring the panic of the villagers, I watched the figure slowly approaching step by step, holding the mourning stick in my hand, thinking about whether to join my teammates and kill it directly.

But the two villagers who died just now were so strange that I felt an inexplicable uneasiness, and I didn't know how this figure killed people.

Ghosts have to have a medium to kill people with their ghost abilities, and this ghost doesn't know what medium to kill.

"Crunch~!"

"Crunch~!"

A pair of thin, blackened feet stepped on the dead branches and puddles, and soon the water in that place was dyed red, and the slender village chief, with his hands drooping and his eyes sunken, like clockwork toys, continued to walk towards us.

He has already left the plank road and walked towards us, and the target must be us!

"Qin Feng, should we run or join forces to get rid of it?" Sima Zhongqiu threw the question to me for the first time.

Zhuo Longying looked at me, waiting for me to decide.

Now there are 10 people on our side, except for the three ghost handlers, the rest of us either have ghost weapons or extraordinary skills, and it shouldn't be so difficult to fight a powerful ghost.

After all, the figure doesn't look bloodshot, which means it's not a terrifying red ghost.

For the ghosts, we do have a fight.

But...... The two villagers who died just now caused me a little worry, this ghost's killing methods seem to be too weird.

"Fight, can you fight this ghost?"

"Crunch~!"

"Crunch~!"

Two thin, blackened, rotten feet one after the other, one high and one low, the figure bent over, bowed head, looked like a plough return, tired old man, but his face was blue, and under the turned eyelids was a pair of all-white eyes, which was very strange.

"Let's get it, just kill it!" Without waiting for my response, Chen Ping said coldly, he wielded the dagger and stared at the figure.

At that moment, the feet stopped, and stopped on a small puddle, beside which was an old tree dripping with rainwater.

The figure stood under the old tree, looking like an old man who was tired and resting at the head of the village.

After the heavy rain, a little moonlight appeared in the sky, and the figure could be seen lying on his chest together, as if panting violently.

But we don't believe that this is a harmless old man who came out of the coffin and killed three or four people in a row, how can a ghost of this level be said to be a terrible ghost!

A terrible ghost resting under a tree, although far away from us, has already given us a great shock.

One by one, they looked nervously at the figure, and everyone's hearts were full of apprehension.

Several teammates are already ready to join forces to kill this ghost, holding the ghost weapon, ready to rush forward in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, my eyelids jumped and I whispered, "Don't do it! ”

The others looked at me suspiciously, as if they wondered why I had stopped them.

"Why don't you do it? Before the ghost attacks, let's go up and kill it! Lu Qiufeng's face was gloomy and said coldly, his shadow had risen from the ground and stood on his right hand, it looked like Lu Qiufeng was holding a child, but the child was a faceless shadow.

"Look." I pointed to the old man, and the speed of my voice increased slightly: "Where it has passed, you look carefully." ”

The others looked at the puddle that the old man walked through according to what I said, and soon found that something was wrong, the original muddy puddle became extremely black and red at some point, and it looked like someone had poured paint into it, and there were not very obvious bloody footprints in the place where the old man's feet had stepped on.

The moon was not bright tonight, and the woods were too dark, and no one would have noticed it without my reminder.

Of course, if I hadn't received the "eyes that saw the truth", I wouldn't have been able to see the black blood left by the old man walking by.

"This ghost will dye red wherever he walks, and it is very likely to be red, and even if it is not, it is almost the same." I breathed faster and spoke in a solemn tone.

If it's Hongli, it's very likely that we won't be able to survive even half the night tonight, and if not, we may suffer heavy casualties if we rashly confront this ghost.

At this moment, suddenly, the old man seemed to move, and his eyes seemed to be looking at us.

At this time, I noticed that the old man's drooping hands seemed to be grasping something, something similar to a lamp and candle, and I don't know if it was an illusion, that thing seemed to be dripping candle tears.

Before I could see what the old man was holding, suddenly it raised its right hand, and its thin, blackened fingers clung to something that resembled a candle, and there seemed to be a little light on it.

Then, the candle in the blackened right hand seemed to flicker.

Immediately after, an indescribable panic filled my heart, and I didn't even know why I became very uneasy after the old man made such a move.

There seemed to be a murderous aura in the air, and the moist black soil seemed to be wriggling, and something buried in the black soil seemed to be about to move.

At this moment, Zhuo Longying suddenly raised her head, opened her mouth wide, and her eyes were suddenly full of horror and disbelief.

"Giggle...... ......As if the air in her lungs had been exhausted, Zhuo Longying tried hard to breathe, but no matter what, she couldn't breathe fresh air, and a pale but beautiful face suddenly distorted.

Then, like a fish on the shore, she fell to the ground hard, slamming the ground hard, and her mouth let out a painful gurgling sound.

Her mouth opened wide, and she inhaled hard, and the moist dirt on the ground squirmed like weightless air into her mouth.

Zhuo Longying's stomach soon swelled, her eyes were about to vomit, her still delicate face became pale and swollen, extremely weird, and then she swallowed the last mouthful of black dirt, and at the last moment of her life, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Everyone was still in a state of confusion and shock, and Zhuo Longying died in front of us, exactly like those two villagers.

I reached out and pulled Zhuo Longying, her body was extremely cold, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time, and her stomach was swollen, looking like a pregnant woman in October, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, but her teeth were covered with black dirt.

I was so frightened that my hands and feet were cold, and Zhuo Longying died in front of me like this, and in less than 30 seconds, she died before I even reacted.

You must know that Zhuo Longying is not an ordinary person! She also has a grimace on the back of her head, a half-human, half-ghost existence.

But he also died in front of us like this, and he didn't even resist before he died.

I thought that a lot of people would die in this game, but I didn't expect that the first person who died would be a ghost handler, a ghost handler with a lot of secrets.

Zhuo Longying shouldn't have died like this, she still has a lot of secrets, she has a relationship with the principal, and she has a relationship with the Psychic Association, and the grimace on the back of her head is extremely powerful.

She is deep in the city, smart and clever, and she pitted me in an abandoned hospital, how could such a person die so simply.

This kind of death made me feel unreal, and I didn't want to believe that she would die so easily.

But the corpse on the ground was announcing a fact, Zhuo Longying was dead.

The others watched Zhuo Longying die, and only then did they show a frightened look on their faces, although there were not many people who knew that Zhuo Longying was a ghost handler, but such a girl died in front of them so quickly, which was enough to make them frightened and desperate.

In less than half a minute, Zhuo Longying frantically swallowed the soil on the ground, and then planted it on the ground like a dead dog, without even using the grimace on the back of her head.

"Ghost, ghost!" The remaining three villagers collapsed in fright, slumped on the ground and yelled.

"Shut up!" Lu Qiufeng glared at them and gritted Bai Sensen's teeth, "I'll eat you if you quarrel again!" ”

Zhuo Longying's death even made him feel terrified, because he was also a ghost master, but he didn't dare to say that the ghost he controlled could beat Zhuo Longying, Zhuo Longying died inexplicably, does it mean that if the person attacked by the ghost was him, even if he had a ghost, he would fall to the ground like a dead fish like her?

Xu Simiao's face turned pale, and the hand holding the boning knife was trembling, "Qin Feng, go quickly, this ghost is terrifying." ”

This is the first time Xu Simiao has spoken to me here, her tone trembled, and she called out my name directly, which shows that even she is afraid of that ghost.

At this time, the figure was still standing under the low tree, tilting its head, motionless, its drooping hands as if broken, and the lamp and candle held in its right hand seemed to be still dripping with candle tears.

But then, the figure began to move again, like an old farmer who had rested enough, ready to pack up his things and go home to take a bath, and then rest.

The blackened feet of the rotten candles were raised again, one high and one low.

"Let's go, let's go!" The two people of the tour group didn't need to be reminded, and they rushed in the opposite direction of the figure.

Just now they still had the idea of fighting with the old man, but now after witnessing Zhuo Longying's death, there is only one thought left in their hearts, that is, to run.

Chen Ping glanced at the figure of Ling Yan, and ran away, he was not a ghost master, only a ghost weapon, and he cherished his life even more, so he ran without hesitation and was very decisive.

"If you don't want to die, come with us." I took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in my heart, shouted to the three villagers who were paralyzed on the ground, and then called Xiao Hong and Sima Zhongqiu, and ran together in the opposite direction of the figure.

At this time, it doesn't matter if the three villagers can keep up, anyway, it is impossible for me to stay because they stay, my own life is important, and it has little to do with us whether others die or not.

Although the three villagers were so frightened that they were about to collapse, they staggered to follow us when they saw the resurrected Chen Village walking towards them.

The mountain road ahead had already been walked once, and it was not difficult to walk again, and the staggering old man behind him slowly followed, for us, it was death, and I could not think of any way to fight it, at least for now.

We ran through the mountains and forests, and ran when we saw the road, regardless of whether there were coffins hanging from the trees around us.

At present, although the coffin seems terrifying, at least the contents inside will not come out, and the thing behind it is a grim reaper.

The old man behind him seemed to be moving slowly, but he was only 10 paces away from us.

Every time we were about to cross this distance, the old man would stop and rest for a while and continue walking towards us.

In front of us is San'in, and the cave above is where we just ran out, but there is a mountain road in the upper left that winds upwards.

It seems that we have been forced to run back to this thief hole.

My eyes shrank, and I stared at the thief hole, "Chen Wenbin, apart from this thief hole, where is the rest of the mountain road going?" ”

At this time, I can only hope that the local Chen Wenbin can bring us a safe road, there seems to be something in the cave, maybe it is even more terrifying than the revived Chen Village Chief, we can't go in, and the rest of the mountain road doesn't know where it will lead.

Chen Wenbin's face turned pale, looking at the rugged mountain road in the upper left, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "This road is deep in the coffin mountain, we come to the cave at most, and rarely go inside." It's not safe inside, though. ”

Chen Wenbin still hasn't said anything, there is the depths of the coffin mountain, there are countless coffins, if the Yin people don't recover, it's okay, if the Yin people recover, it will be a terrifying scene of demons dancing and ghosts walking at night.

"There's nowhere to go, do you want to go in and hide?" I frowned.

"Crunch~!"

"Crunch~!"

By this time, the figure had come behind us, facing us, and then stopped at the side of a protruding rock.

He was like a cold old man who was close to death, had no feelings, and looked at the children walking together.

Suddenly, the dead village chief Chen raised his right hand again, flat to his chest, right in front of us.

All of a s......udden, goosebumps rose all over my body, like I was suddenly exposed to cold water in the middle of winter.

"Devils are attacking people again? Who is the person you want to kill this time? ”

All of them felt creepy and hairy all over their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's right hand was lowered again, and at this time, one of the people next to him let out a painful gurgling sound, and his body twisted and fell to the ground.