Knock knock! Knock knock!

In all directions, the wind and rain were blowing, and the creepy percussion sound was endless, shaking people's heads to explode!

Li Zhenshu endured the discomfort in her heart and looked out, and at some point, the scenery on both sides had blurred, as if she was walking in the passage of yin and yang, and everything was gloomy.

Although she was scared, she was not frightened, she had seen such a big formation as the Midyear Festival, and what was in front of her was just a small scene.

The driver twisted his head at an eerie angle, his muscles seemed to stiffen, and he kept a smile for a few seconds before he spoke, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Qin Ye also smiled: "Have you heard of it?" ”

"The real emperor of the Pearl River Delta, you used to be under her."

The driver smiled stiffly: "No." ”

While speaking, the hole that Qin Ye had just scalded out had already burned with a little spark, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, but there was not the slightest smoke.

Qin Ye extinguished the cigarette butt for a long time: "Give you a chance." Tell me why you're here, and I can make your demise a little more painful. ”

The driver smiled.

The muscles of his face didn't move, but the corners of his mouth were upturned, looking extremely uncoordinated, and in the next second, there was a wave in his chest, and his two pale hands, stained with blood, suddenly grabbed Qin Ye's throat!

Qin Ye didn't move at all, and just as his hands were about to touch him, those pale hands suddenly burned with pale ghost fire. The driver screamed, and with a bang, he hit the car door, and the whole person was like a flower composed of hands, suddenly scattered, turning into countless ghost claws and grabbing Qin Ye.

"Nourishing ——!!" However, the result was the same as before, and at the moment before it was encountered, countless pale ghost fires ignited. Although the flame was small, it burned the driver and screamed miserably. Without hesitation, he slammed the car door and flew out upside down.

Brush Lala...... In the process of flying upside down, his figure has turned into a ghostly form wearing a black robe, with hands all over the front and extremely long hair, his body is unscientifically floating in the air, straight back, screaming with extreme horror, and at the same time, Qin Ye's figure rushed out of the car door at the same time, and he had already raised an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and sneered: "It's impermanent, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of the prince." ”

With a hook of his fingers, Quan Jinghao screamed and flew out, and in an instant, the sound of the tide ebb and flow sounded around him, a sea of blood gushed out of the ground, and countless swaying ghost hands grabbed the figure of the ghost.

Strike!

Flashing, the oil-paper umbrella has penetrated the shoulders of the ghost.

"Ahh!!h The screams were earth-shattering, and all hands were withdrawn. Transform into a thin, thin man with a mantle.

He desperately covered his shoulders, his mouth was already a foot wide, and he could see the circles of white sharp teeth inside, and his face showed a look of extreme pain. Qin Ye's subordinates worked harder, the tip of the umbrella pushed forward, and said lightly: "Now, do you know what the yin is?" ”

"Zizi!!" He was met with a frenzied scream.

"Say!" Qin Ye spun the oil-paper umbrella: "Who let you come, who are you!" ”

"Huh...... Heh......" The extreme pain made the ghost gasp for three seconds before he looked at Qin Ye with reddened eyes, and his facial features were already distorted: "Someone...... I don't want you to look it up...... You guys...... They all have to die! ”

Brush...... Before he could finish speaking, he had already turned into a paper figure and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the ghost fire spontaneously combusted and dissipated the heavens and the earth.

Qin Ye withdrew his hand, bent down and picked up a piece of paper ash, frowning slightly.

"Dead?" Li Zhenshu opened the car door and walked down, only to find that they had driven into a small road at some point, and the night wind blew, making a heart-stopping whimper. The city lights don't know how far away they are, as if ...... It's like a ghost cave.

Qin Ye nodded: "How to go?" ”

"I'll drive." Li Zhenshu opened her mobile phone and looked at it: "There are still 80 kilometers away from Anjing Village, and you don't seem to have a driver's license." ”

Qin Ye bowed his head slightly and sat in the back door. Soon, the car drove into the night again.

The scenery on both sides slid quickly through the car window. He didn't speak, but rubbed his chin and groaned.

What happened just now came too suddenly, and the amount of information was also very large. First of all, the ghost doesn't know Yin, he doesn't know Suda, so there is only one answer.

He ...... From 'inside'. He squinted at the backward trees and muttered, "A powerful ghost who has no yin qi and doesn't know how the world changes......"

"But why did he show up?"

"Di Ting and Brother Zhao have both said that the 'inside' can't come to the outside...... What the hell is going on? ”

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no result, there were too many possibilities, and the biggest possibility was that the ten-year spiritual disaster affected the land of God's forsaken. But...... In the world of Yin Spirit, there was no law to follow, and he didn't dare to say that this idea was correct.

If the Huangjia Tulou is a thread group, then now the first thread has emerged, and he wants to pull it, but he finds that it can't be pulled.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the car soon arrived at Anjing Village.

The village is not big, nor is it very developed, and like many villages in China, the farmland is strange, with a strong rural atmosphere of China. Dogs can be heard barking from time to time.

As soon as he got out of the car, several people in black suits walked over, bowed and said, "Miss Li." ”

Lee Jung-sook didn't speak, but looked at the man in front. She didn't speak, but no one straightened up, and the front was polite, looking about thirty years old, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the man with gold-rimmed glasses. At the same time, Li Zhenshu bent down lightly and said in his ear: "The driver you arranged? ”

"Yes......" The young man had a bad intuition in his heart, and his Adam's apple moved: "Excuse me...... What happened? ”

Li Zhenshu smiled: "You were fired." ”

The young man suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Zhenshu in disbelief. She said lightly: "The people who invited me can't find out their feet clearly, and their ability is insufficient." What's the problem? ”

Not listening to the young man's answer at all, she straightened up: "Where are the people?" ”

"Ah...... Yes, Miss Lee, please come with me. "Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, the attitude of the surrounding people is more respectful. A man in his early forties led the way with his shoulders almost crossed, and soon came to a warehouse.

This is a warehouse for seafood, and you can smell the smell of seafood inside even through the door. Li Zhenshu frowned slightly, and before she could speak, the middle-aged man said in a low voice: "His situation...... Some are not very good. ”

"He is a member of the Huang family's tulou, named Huang Yunqing, male, 26 years old, unmarried. At the age of 18, he went out to work. Every year around the end of October, they will return to the tulou to worship their ancestors. The local investigation office did not know about it, but ...... Something has happened since he came back......"

"Just say it." Li Zhenshu spoke a little impatiently.

Everyone around fell silent. The atmosphere became a little weird, the middle-aged man swallowed his saliva fiercely, and was about to speak, Qin Ye suddenly said: "October Dynasty, ghost head pass...... This stink...... Open the door. It's not easy to live for so long. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Ye in amazement, and without waiting for him to ask, Li Zhenshu said lightly: "Open the door." ”

"Miss......" The man hesitated, not that he didn't want to open the door, they were all ordinary people, who would have thought that everything inside was completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"I said, open the door." Li Zhenshu said quietly: "Don't worry, it's okay with him." Stay around, and no one is allowed to come in. ”

"Yes......" The middle-aged man took a deep breath: "Huang Yunqing has been tied up by us, you ...... Be careful......"

Click...... As he gritted his teeth and opened the door, Qin Ye stepped in, Li Zhenshu followed behind, and the door closed with a bang.

A fishy smell of seafood wafts into your face. Li Zhenshu frowned and took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, and the warehouse was brightly lit, it was an old-fashioned round lamp with extremely long wires. Under the dim light, the aquatic tanks and pools are classified. Right in the center, there is a chair, and ropes can be seen on the chair, but ...... Empty!

"What about people?" Li Zhenshu let go of a handkerchief and said in amazement: "Aren't people tied here?" ”

Qin Ye didn't answer, since he entered Anjing Village, he could hardly feel the yin qi. But...... He could hear it.

Hearing the sound of the churning of the water waves, there is also a ...... An eerie and oppressive gasp.

"Uh...... Uh-uh-uh...... "It was a short, breathy sound, like the flutter that comes out of the throat before a person dies. And this voice is in ......

Brush, he opened the Yama seal without warning, the oil-paper umbrella opened, and at the same time, a sharp roar came from the top of his head, and the umbrella surface seemed to be grabbed by something, and then, the other party's roar suddenly turned into a terrible scream, all the way away above his head.

"If you die, you can be a ghost, what should you do if you come out and scare the flowers and plants?" Qin Ye took back the umbrella, and Li Zhenshu immediately followed the traces of the voice. Immediately after, the corners of his eyes trembled violently.

No...... I don't know if that's a human anymore.

The whole body was rotten, and the pale human faces, only the size of fists, stretched out from the rotten cracks, looking extremely disgusting, as if the human body condensed by countless human faces. The smell is not only seafood, but also ...... The smell of rotting human body!

He seemed to have no bones, his whole body was curled up in the electric light line, and the yin qi in the wound slowly spread, and in the dim light, countless people looked at them with black bean-sized eyes, which made people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

Like...... Look at hell.

Even if Li Zhenshu had already seen the big scene, she retched a few times disgustingly by this lump of human face, and unconsciously leaned towards Qin Ye's side.

Qin Ye: ......

"Why are you so close?"

Lee Jung-sook: ......

"Are you afraid of being sick?" She gritted her teeth.

"You're doing this to affect my performance." Qin Yeyi replied solemnly.

Li Zhenshu hanged the handkerchief with hatred, and the teeth were two centimeters away, yes, you don't have any problems if you are single with your strength!

"What the hell is this?" She really didn't want to discuss this kind of straight man problem with this little kid, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Qin Ye's gaze was extremely complicated: "There are three major ghost festivals in Huaguo. But...... Narratives vary. ”

"Qingming Festival, Shangyuan Festival, Zhongyuan Festival. These are the three popular Halloween festivals. But in the north of China, there is another name. Qingming Festival, Midyear Festival, and ...... Winter Clothes Festival. ”

As if he wasn't worried about the monster wrapped around the wire like a snake at all, he said slowly, "Winter Clothes Festival...... The first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, around the end of October of the solar calendar, originated in the Zhou Dynasty. On this day, the shroud will be cut and burned to the ancestors, so it is called the Winter Clothes Festival. Also called the October Dynasty, the ghost head pass, there are poems in ancient times: laurel leaves brush the wind and cinnamon pendant, the civet cries blood and the fox dies...... The hundred-year-old owl has become a wood charm, and the laughter rises in the nest. If I'm not mistaken, it was written about the Winter Clothes Festival. ”

"The day...... Ten thousand ghosts walk at night. The Ghost Gate opens from mid-October to closes after the Winter Clothes Festival. But ......"

He sneered and looked at the flesh-like monster: "This official has never given an order, and today the ghost gate will be opened." ”

Where the hell did this monster come from?

It's obviously a terrible ghost, why can he live in the crowd?

The faces of the people looked at the two people below with distorted faces, and at this moment, the thing that was barely counted as Huang Yunqing suddenly spoke: "Dead ......"

"All going to die...... You guys...... Going to die!! ”

"Dare to enter Huangjia Village...... They all have to die...... Hehehehe...... Zizizizi! ”