After the death of the three people, the ghost keeper fled, and in the end, only Li Tongcheng and Ma Tianjie were left.

He and Chen Qing were fighting, the two were inseparable, in fact, Chen Qing did not show his real strength, which can be seen by a discerning person.

As for not killing him for a long time, maybe Chen Qing felt that the prey in front of him was really interesting, so he just wanted to play more.

With Ma Tianjie's own strength, it is impossible to win against Chen Qing, not to mention that she has not even released the ghost domain yet.

And Li Tongcheng saw that everyone was dead, as if he had lost his mind, he slashed at me with a knife, and he didn't care about his life.

I couldn't resist it, and I was slashed in the leg, making a big cut, and blood flowed out.

"Die! You're all going to die! He roared angrily, and slashed at my head, and I fell to the ground, and I had no time to dodge, and the knife was about to fall.

Suddenly, a large amount of hair flew out from the side, wrapped directly around his hand, and then pulled it back hard, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the knife also fell.

When he wanted to stand up again, Xie Xue's long hair flew out again, directly wrapped around his neck, and in less than ten seconds, he was strangled to death.

The situation is changing rapidly at this moment, and it is on our side.

Ma Tianjie saw that the general trend had gone, and he also began to panic and wanted to get out, but Chen Qing's blood cone attacked frantically and didn't give him a chance at all.

The knife on his waist flew out, stabbed Chen Qing, and while he was relieved, he hurriedly jumped back, trying to escape.

When my brother saw this, he chased after him, threw him to the ground from behind, and stabbed him with a knife.

But where did he beat Ma Tianjie?

When the knife was stretched out, Ma Tianjie reflexively punched my brother in the face, this punch was extremely powerful, and a tooth fell out directly.

Then I saw him kick his legs, and he stood up on the ground, turned and ran.

My brother covered his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and yelled at me: "Poor! Catch up! Don't let him run! ”

I hesitated in my heart, not to kill them all, but when I saw my brother's eyes, I couldn't refuse.

In the end, gritting his teeth, he still chased after him.

I just lifted my feet, and before I could move, there was a sudden "whoosh" in my ears, something flew over, and before I could see what it was, Ma Tianjie in front of me suddenly screamed, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Hurriedly raised his eyes to look, his heart suddenly trembled, and he saw that his entire leg was cut in half along the knee below, and the cut surface was neat, and the blood flowed out in an instant, which was unbearable.

And next to the severed leg, there was a shocking cone of blood.

"Chen Qing..." I looked back in surprise, Chen Qing was tilting his head, expressionless, and seemed to be about to attack.

When my brother saw him lying down, he rushed over with all his might.

Ma Tian broke one leg and crawled forward in pain in the green wheat field screaming, his expression frightened to the extreme, and his previous stability was completely gone.

The blood on the legs was mixed with the dirt, and even the smell of so many wheat seedlings could not stop the pungent smell of blood filling the surroundings.

My brother faltered and ran over with difficulty, as if with all his strength, and finally caught up.

Then he kicked the bones exposed from his broken leg, and the blood spurted out with a "poof".

"Ahh Ma Tianjie let out a terrible scream, lying on the ground, his mouth full of dirt.

My brother turned him over with his foot, his face was full of anger, the knife was against his neck, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This face is really not good-looking, I gave you a choice, but you didn't listen, this is self-inflicted!" ”

After speaking, the knife in his hand was wiped down mercilessly.

My brother shook his body, his face was sprayed with blood, he struggled to stand up straight, his eyes heavy on me, the two of them looked at each other, corpses and blood all around, without saying a word.

Ten minutes later, the young lady also came back and told us that the escaped ghost keeper had been bitten by herself, had been poisoned, and died by the river.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the sun was falling, and the whole wheat field became dim, as if a layer of filters had been added.

My brother and I sat on the ground, covered in blood, both of us feeling extremely tired, but our hearts were still pounding, killing people and killing ghosts are never the same.

"Let's bury them all so that no one can find them." After a few minutes, my brother breathed heavily and breathed a sigh of relief before he struggled to get up.

"It's getting dark, I'm watching here, and I'll bring back the corpse of the ghost keeper later, you go back to your second uncle's house and get two shovels first." My brother said as he dragged the corpse.

I glanced up at the sky, and the transparent moon was already faintly visible.

I picked up my second uncle, who was still unconscious, and rushed home when it was dark, first put him on the bed, and then rushed back with two shovels.

Back in the wheat field, under the white moonlight, my brother was dragging a corpse on the ground with his left hand, and staggered over from a distance.

He put all six bodies together and began to dig a pit, and in order to avoid being found as much as possible, we chose a relatively hidden place and buried the bodies together, and when they were buried, it was already about early in the morning.

In the empty wheat field, there was only the miserable white moonlight and the strange grave, and the two of us began to walk home, along the way, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or other reasons, I always felt a gust of wind, as if someone was blowing cool air on the neck behind my back.

When I passed by a cemetery, I saw people squatting in front of the grave and weeping, others pulling weeds in front of the grave, and even some sitting in front of the grave and talking.

At night, everything is not silent, but seems to wake up.

The two of us passed through the tomb, neither of us spoke, they had no shadow in the moonlight, gathered in front of the tomb, whispered ghostly, wandering around, walking back and forth.

It was them talking, and the smell of blood on our bodies attracted attention, and they began to stand up, silently following us, without sound, without words, as if they had a plan, but hesitated.

Just went all the way back home in a trance, took off his clothes first, went to the RV to change and then went to see his second uncle.

My second uncle was still in a coma, and my brother and I sat in the room, thinking about things, but no one spoke, and finally we fell asleep on the stool in a daze.

The next day, I was woken up by the roosters in the yard, and through the window, I saw my second uncle feeding poultry in the yard.

My brother didn't know where he went, so I stood up, felt sore all over, and came to the yard to call my second uncle.

He looked at me and smiled, "Coming back?" ”

"I'm back." I nodded, and he didn't ask anything more, and went on feeding the fowl.

"Second uncle, where is my brother?" I walked over to help him feed the ducks, and the second uncle shook his head and said, "I don't know, he just answered a phone call and said that he had something to do and would come back soon." ”

"Phone?" I was stunned for a moment, vaguely curious, my brother usually rarely contacts people, and only a few people know his phone number, Liu Kuaikou, Liu Xin, or Yuan Lao and others.

But now that things have become like this, these people will not be able to contact him, and they will go out after answering the phone, who will call?

"The meal is ready, I'll feed this, and when Fugui comes back, let's eat it together." The second uncle said.

I nodded absentmindedly, my mind was a mess, what happened yesterday, until now, when I think about it, it looks like a stone is pressing.

And this time I came back to find my second uncle, the main purpose was to ask him what was going on with the photos in my phone.

But the question is, how can you ask it?

What if the answer isn't what I want, or what I want, but not what I can afford?

I don't want to lose anyone around me anymore.

I always felt faintly in my heart, like a heart disease, and always felt that if I asked this question, I might even lose my second uncle.

Half an hour later, my brother came back, I asked him where he had been, he just said that he hadn't been back for a long time, and he had walked around the village.

I hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Second uncle said that you answered the phone before leaving." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Oh, the one who sells the advertisement, I just walked around the village twice, look at the place where we were children, it's nothing, let's go eat." ”

I could tell from his words that he was hiding something from me and not telling the truth, but the question was, what is there that even I have to hide?

My heart was a little heavy and I asked him, "Brother, what happened yesterday... What do you think? ”

"I didn't think much of it, but this kind of thing will definitely happen, and we need to be on guard." He didn't do anything.

"What I'm talking about is, you and I, killed six people.... Living people. ”

When he heard my words, he was silent, turned to look at me with heavy eyes, and only said after a while: "Tu Qian, why don't you understand?" Things have come to this point, we have no turning back, they are here to kill us, if we don't kill them, it will be you and me who will die today. ”

"I know... But have you ever thought that if we kill them, we really have no possibility of washing ourselves, no matter what happens in the future, even if the demon slaying order is over, these people will no longer tolerate us. ”

"I don't need them to let me go." My brother's tone became cold: "What they think is their business, since they have decided to deal with us, let them come, it is not certain who loses and who wins, I tell you, all the people in this world do not treat you and me sincerely!" ”