The attack of the ghost began again, as if there was some mysterious power descending, a woman next to her suddenly grabbed her throat hard, her eyes were open like a goldfish, and her mouth was open like a hippopotamus, and then, she let out two wails, and then fell to the ground, gasping hard.

The black, wet dirt seemed to come to life, squirmed, and in that moment flowed into her mouth and filled her stomach.

The woman was planted on the ground in less than 10 seconds, and she was completely dead, and the body quickly lost its temperature.

One of the woman's faces was buried in the dirt, her eyes full of horror and disbelief, but with an eerie smile on her face.

This woman is from a tour group, and although she has nothing to do with us, I can't help but feel deep fear and powerlessness when I see her die in front of us like this.

"Hurry up!" I yelled and ran.

The sound of my heavy steps came from the rain-soaked ground, and the people behind me were slightly stunned and ran after me.

At this time, it is definitely not a rational thing for anyone to stay, and the way the ghost attacks behind him is close to being unsolvable, whether it is a ghost tamer or an ordinary person, if they are targeted, they will not survive for 30 seconds.

I don't think if I was targeted, I would be able to fend off the attack with the ghost weapon in my backpack.

It had rained, and the sound of our hurried, panicked footsteps came from the silent woods, and everyone was eager to use their strength to feed, just to stay away from the old man behind him.

But the old man is like the almighty god of death, no matter how fast we run, he will always follow us slowly, less than 10 paces away from us, this distance, not far, not close.

The mountain road under his feet became narrower and narrower, like a small snake swimming into the deep mountains and dense forests, and soon he was out of sight.

The original mountain road was overgrown with weeds, and it was already very difficult to walk, but now the road has come to an end, and it is even more difficult.

Further down, even Chen Wenbin didn't know where it was, his face was pale, and he said with a heavy expression: "Only the older generation of villagers have been here in the coffin mountain, and my generation has only been to the periphery, you see, there is no road down, and that place may be even more dangerous." ”

"There may be no way down, but we can still walk, and if we go back, we will die even worse." I said helplessly.

As we spoke, another man screamed and fell to the ground, soon filled with black dirt.

At a glance, it was one of the remaining villagers.

"Although the ghost is killing, every time he kills someone, he will not kill for 10 minutes, just like a skill cooldown, maybe you can take advantage of this time to subdue this ghost." I secretly said in my heart, "But I can't take risks, in case the ghost has other ways to kill, or if I guess wrong, taking the initiative to attack is equivalent to sending him to death." If you want to try, you have to trick others into trying. Take advantage of this time to stay away from the ghosts. ”

Taking a deep breath, I immediately ran into the forest, Sima Zhongqiu and the others were stunned when they saw my action without hesitation, this guy, Chen Wenbin said that it might be more dangerous to go down, but he still ran down.

But then the men followed.

If you keep up, you may die, stay and wait for the old man to attack again, then 100% absolutely sure you will die!

After all, even the ghost riders can't resist the attack of this powerful ghost, and they will be killed directly, and they don't think that they can withstand the attack of the powerful ghost.

The further down I went, the more I discovered the horror of this coffin mountain, the coffins outside were everywhere, and the number of coffins in the deep mountains could only be described in one word, that is, dense!

The whole coffin mountain is planted with unrecognizable old trees, many of which are large locust trees, and among the shadows of the trees, there is a faint coffin with a mouth.

Black, red, and even gold coffins, of all sizes, are hung from trees, cliffs, or directly in a raised cave, and the road down is very difficult.

Although the rain had stopped, the wind in the deep forest made me chill all over, and goosebumps rose layer after layer on my arms.

From time to time, white mourning flags and falling paper appeared, as if someone had just worshipped this place.

After coming to the deep forest, I paid attention to the old man, who was more than 10 meters away from us, stopped under a big locust tree, and his raised face seemed to be watching us, and his slightly raised arm was not lowered.

"Didn't keep catching up, getting farther and farther away from us, is there something in this forest that is competing with this ghost?" I speculated wildly in my heart, and I couldn't understand why the old man didn't continue to catch up, but it was a good thing for us.

After looking at the people around him, there were only 10 people left, everyone's faces were not good-looking, and some people who were a little less courageous were already trembling with fright.

Seeing that the old man did not come again, nor did he raise his arms to attack, I asked the others to stop, not ready to continue walking.

At this time, we were in a place that was neither high nor low, just on the edge of the cliff of the mountain, and the place where everyone stood was just a small place.

There were three or four coffins hanging in the depression on the cliff, and three or four were faintly hanging in the forest, gently swinging with the wind.

When Chen Wenbin arrived here, his face was completely colorless, his lips were blue, and his limbs trembled slightly, which showed that he was very scared.

"Okay, the old man didn't come in any longer, let's take a break and talk about how to get rid of this old man. Although it is not my wish to bully the old man, it is obvious that this old thing is obviously not ready to let us go, and we have to give him a good look and let him know that the young man is not easy to mess with. My eyes twinkle slightly, and I speak.

Kill the old man? Kill a ghost? Chen Wenbin felt incredible, which tendon of this boy went wrong? Still thinking about killing the resurrected dead?

The others were silent, and while I was right, this old thing did have to be killed, but the point is, did it win?

"Do you have any ideas? Qin Feng. Su Mei asked.

Although she is extraordinary, she also feels powerless in the face of real ghosts. In the past, she had almost no opponents in the butcher game, but now she has to worry about being killed at any time in the face of the old man.

"Nope." I said truthfully, and then turned my eyes to Chen Wenbin: "I want to know one thing, after the death of Village Chief Chen, what funeral goods are in the coffin." ”

"It's important, you know what you have to say. Otherwise, it is very likely that all of us will be killed one by one by this village chief Chen who has come back from the dead. ”

The reason why I want to know about Village Chief Chen's funeral goods is because I want to know if what that guy has in his hand will be a certain funeral object.

Moreover, the dead village chief was determined by Zhuo Longying, Lu Qiufeng and several ghost handlers, it can't be a ghost, so what is the reason for the change of the corpse?

Chen Wenbin held a funeral for Village Chief Chen, and he should know what funeral goods there were.

Chen Wenbin's expression was stunned for a moment, he thought for a while, and said: "There doesn't seem to be anything, it's all very normal things, and we people in Chen Cuo Village won't put any funeral goods in the coffin." ”

"Ah, by the way, I remembered, after the death of the village chief, it seems that there was indeed a funeral object, which was a very broken bronze lamp, and the surface was all patina, but I didn't pay much attention to it."

Chen Wenbin's words made my eyes narrow, and I guessed something in my heart: "Very broken bronze lamp? Maybe it's a supernatural thing, and the figure is holding it in his right hand, could it be the lamp? ”

"I know that lamp, that broken ancient lamp was in the hands of the village chief a few years ago, and I don't know how it was at that time, it seems that it was picked up on the coffin mountain." Another villager remembered something and said.

"Broken ancient lamp, coffin mountain, maybe the reason why the village chief will be corpse is because of this lamp. What kind of supernatural thing is this lamp? Did it give the corpse supernatural powers, or did the corpse turn out to be like that? "There are many things I don't understand in my heart, and now if I want to know the truth, I am afraid that the only way to do this is to approach the corpse.

However, judging from the killing method of the corpse, I am afraid that it will have to be killed before it gets close.

We rested for a while, and everyone's faces were blank.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from the side.

The sound of "hiss, hiss, hiss......" resembles the sound of a fingernail planing wood, and is extremely abrupt in the silence.

What's even more creepy is that the direction of the sound comes from the coffin hanging from the cliff!

"! What's the situation? Suddenly, Lu Qiufeng stood up, and the ghost figure behind him stood up.

And I got up with a mourning stick in my palm.

The others threw horrified glances at the coffins that were floating in the wind.

"Hiss, hiss......" The sound of nail planing wood became more and more, at first there was only one, followed by a second, third, and even fourth, fifth......

The coffin, which was originally just swinging gently, shook violently, suddenly, violently, and the hissing sound coming from the coffin became louder and louder, as if something wanted to push the lid open and run out.

"Yin people, Yin people, Yin people!" The villager screamed in horror, and Chen Wenbin's face was as ugly as swallowing shit: "I said that you can't come in here, you can't come in here, you still have to come in, now it's okay, the Yin people are coming out!" ”

"Don't panic, maybe it's just a little emotion, and it will be quiet after a while." I stared at the seven or eight coffins nearby, and found that each one was trembling violently: "Yin people are also zombies on TV, right?" I don't know if the glutinous rice and black donkey's hooves are useful, but even if they do, we don't seem to have anything like that. ”

"Don't be kidding, let's go!" Chen Wenbin may have been terrified to the extreme, and yelled at me.

I reluctantly pointed to the way I came: "You ask first, there is an old uncle there who wants to ask you to sing k to wash your feet, by the way, find a **!" ”

With a click, the lid of the nearest coffin was lifted, and a corpse in tattered clothes stood in it.

The corpse was almost decomposed, but I don't know what medicine was rubbed on the surface of the body before death, and it was not completely decomposed.

The corpse came out of the coffin, sneering and exhaling in his mouth, as if he found that there were many "living people" next to him, tilted his head, and suddenly threw himself at one person.

"Ghosts? Be careful! The person who was looked at by the corpse was Sima Zhongqiu, he was shocked in his heart, and immediately retreated.

The others were taken aback and moved away from the body.

This is not an ordinary corpse, there is a high probability that it is a terrible ghost!

Then, before everyone could react, there was another click, and one coffin was pushed out of the coffin, and another rotting male corpse turned out of the coffin.

The two male corpses seemed to take the lead, and the other five or six coffins vibrated one after another, accompanied by the sound of clicking, clicking, and soon four more rotting male corpses rushed out of the coffin.

"Fuck, it's fucking alive!" Sima Zhongqiu couldn't help but burst into a rough snort.

I swung my mourning stick and slammed it on the nearest corpse......

Needless to say, the others started to do it, and most of the students had one or two props and were more than capable of self-preservation, but they were powerless to kill the rotting corpse.

I don't know how many years have passed since these corpses, although the skin and flesh are rotten, but the body is as hard as stone, and ordinary ghost weapons can't do much harm to them.

My mourning stick can certainly kill these so-called yin people, but there is only one.

"Quick, don't stay here, there are so many yin people on the coffin mountain, if we disturb them all, we will die!" Chen Wenbin shouted in horror when he saw us fighting with the Yin Man.

Others don't know, he knows how terrifying the number of things on the coffin mountain is, not to mention that there are only 10 of them, even if it is 10 times more than 100 people, it is difficult to survive on the coffin mountain.

Chen Wenbin didn't say that it was okay, but when he said it, it seemed to remind other yin people, and there were three muddy corpses crawling in the deep forest.

"That makes sense, but there's an old man blocking the back road, what should I do?" Sima Zhongqiu said while avoiding the attack of the male corpse.

is in a dilemma right now, entering is a mountain full of yin corpses, and retreating is the old man, no matter which side it is, it seems to be a mortal ending.

"Retreat!" Suddenly, I swung my mourning stick hard, pulled one of the corpses away, and ran out of the way.

The corpses in the forest have changed from five or six to dozen, and if we continue to wrap around, we will all be drowned in the corpse tide!

"Crazy? Do you want to die? That old thing......" Sima Zhongqiu just wanted to say something, but suddenly, he thought of something, and shouted: "Follow Qin Feng!" ”

The old man will only attack one or two people at a time, and there will be a 10-minute pause for one attack, and there will indeed be deaths when you go back, but many more will be able to escape!

Of course, whether or not he will be attacked by the old man can only depend on whether he is lucky enough.

I rushed out to the old man, although I had the idea of fighting, but I was not unprepared for anything.

When I galloped out, my right hand took out the black suit from the backpack, divided it by two, and put it directly on my body!

The dead man's clothes are also supernatural creatures, and they may help me avoid the attacks of the old man!

After putting on the clothes, suddenly, the cold breath was like a tide, and in an instant, it invaded my body!

At this time, I was only 10 steps away from the old man, and in the faint moonlight, I could see him raise his right hand.

The devil's attack is coming! Who will it attack?

Burst!

The man behind him suddenly fell to the ground and immediately convulsed.

I looked back, it was Chen Wenbin, this unlucky guy became the target of the ghost attack, and he almost didn't have the strength to resist, and he was already dead.

Is there a pattern to ghost attacks? I was in front of Chen Wenbin, but the ghost attacked him, because I was wearing a black suit, did the ghost treat me as the same kind?

If that's the case, then I'm an outlier in the uninhabited graveyard, no goblins will attack me, and the danger of this horror game is minimized.

"The ghost attacked a person, theoretically it would stop for 10 minutes, and run out quickly while this time was in time!" I thought to myself, running fast.

At this time, there are more and more yin corpses behind him, and the number of coffins nearby is definitely a lot, so there will be so many yin corpses coming out.

The ghost figure behind Lu Qiufeng had already come to him, and it quickly became larger, enveloping Lu Qiufeng, at this moment, Lu Qiufeng seemed to have become a master wearing battle armor, rampage, fearless.

Chen Ping, Su Mei and Sima Zhongqiu dodged and followed, they didn't have the ability to fight the ghosts, so they could only run away quickly.

Xu Simiao fell to the end, her face was extremely pale, her limbs were stiff, but with a weird smile on her face, she muttered: "You are so cute, he likes you so much, just make it into meat pulp for him to eat, he will definitely praise me for my wit." ”

Suddenly, three yin corpses rushed in front of Xu Simiao, about to tear her apart! Xu Simiao held the boning knife, but did not react.

When she saw that the yin corpse was about to pounce on her, three hemp ropes suddenly hung down from the sky!

The hemp rope was tied with a rope noose, and in an instant, the three yin corpses were put on and hung in the air.

Xu Simiao tilted his head, a trace of excitement appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "Hehe, you are so beautiful, I will give you to him to eat, and then eat him, you are all mine." ”

Xu Simiao was petite, jumping up and down, and every time she laughed, a cold and weird hemp rope hung down behind her!

If someone looks back at this time, they will definitely find that more than a dozen hemp ropes have hung down behind Xu Simiao!

What's even more terrifying is that each hemp rope has a corpse wrapped around it!

If you look closely, you will find that among these corpses, there are some familiar faces!

……

I ran out of the house, and soon approached the old man.

The old man stood on one side, leaning against a low tree, his head tilted, his eyes not knowing where to look, and his hands drooping weakly.

5 steps away, 10 steps away!

I could see the old man, a blackened, stinking corpse! His face was covered with dense corpse spots, and his eyes were cloudy whites.

The cadaver held a broken bronze ancient lamp in his right hand, and at this time, this broken bronze ancient lamp actually had a green flame burning, and the sparks were still sneering.

Suddenly, the old man lifted the green lantern, aimed it at me rushing in front of him, opened his mouth and blew, and the green fire suddenly dimmed!

Suddenly, my eyes widened and my face was full of horror.

The Devil has made a second attack!

People die like lights go out, and when lights go out, people die, this is the attack method of powerful ghosts?