The loss of two spirits in the room at once eased the originally somewhat oppressive atmosphere, and Xia Min's feeling of being watched was also eliminated a lot.

"It seems that I was careless before, and I didn't check every corner properly." Xia Min sighed.

Who would have thought that a tall-looking, but small cabinet could hide a person on top?

If there were at least two spirits in each house, the village would have to have hundreds, to say the least.

Although the mysterious spirits for ordinary people are just normal objects that can be touched in Xia Min's eyes, hundreds of spirits are undoubtedly a huge threat.

To use a simple analogy, even a professional football player cannot break through the defense line of hundreds of elementary school students.

Even if these spirits simply threw themselves at Xia Min, they could crush him to death.

Through Han Shui's words, Xia Min probably figured out the composition of this village.

The most powerful is naturally the "mother" in Han Shui's mouth, which is probably the resentful spirit that Han Lin said the village chief fears, and at present, she will not appear for the time being.

Down, it should be these kidnapped children, if Han Shui and the dumb children can represent the vast majority, these children's spirits also have basic sanity, but it seems that their IQ and ability are stuck at the time of their death.

Further down are these frames.

According to Xia Min's speculation, these picture frames could not all be like Han Shui's father, and if so many adults died, they would definitely attract attention.

Most likely, there were some of the original villagers, and a few who later died in the village.

These framed spirits are sane, enslaved tool men, and they look very easy to handle, but at best they are slow-moving zombies.

However, all speculation is based on the current situation, and if the evil spirit wakes up, it cannot be ruled out that these frame spirits will be strengthened as if they were beaten with chicken blood.

Xia Min thought for a moment, thinking that it was not very likely that he would be able to leave the village naturally, and he would need to face the evil spirit anyway.

Xia Min looked at the short sickle in his hand, and suddenly felt powerless:

"It's just this thing, it's too cold to defend yourself."

It's a pity for me, this dog thing of life will not let you go because you are weak and helpless, he will only ravage you more unscrupulously.

A slogan from college suddenly appeared in Xia Min's mind, lingering:

Please enjoy the pain you can't avoid.

Sitting still is not Xia Min's style, just a few minutes of weighing, Xia Min decided to do a big cleanup-

Before the evil spirit strikes, kill as many frames as you can!

Xia Min clenched the scythe, and the moment he pushed the door, he felt like he was the modern-day John Baslon.

According to Han Shui, after tearing up the photo, the photo frame spirit will die, Xia Min concocted the same method, every time he entered a room, he directly crushed the photo frame first, and then destroyed the photo, and then found the hiding child from the top of the big wardrobe or from the bottom of the bed.

Xia Min didn't bother to distinguish it, anyway, the one who was hostile to him must be from the evil spirit's side, and it was also an enemy, and it would be a hundred with one sword.

If it's not hostile, there's no way to resurrect it anyway, and it's not a matter to be trapped here, so it's better to help them get rid of it.

But just when Xia Min thought that he could slowly clean up all the spirits in the house and finally have a one-on-one fair battle with the evil spirit leader, the mutation he had expected appeared when he least wanted to face it.

Maybe it was Xia Min's actions that finally caught the attention of the other children, or maybe it was the evil spirit leader who realized his existence, in short, the entire village woke up at this moment.

At this time, Xia Min had just finished physically surpassing an unfriendly child who showed a disdainful sneer in the face of his kind smile, and before he could go to the next room, he heard a slight noise from the next room.

Xia Min didn't think about it, he directly climbed over the window, followed the escape route that had been planned a long time ago, and ran quickly in the shadows against the wall.

At the beginning, Xia Min did not clean the picture frames next to each other, he cleaned them at intervals according to the layout of the village, and then made a mark on the door of the cleaned house.

If they are cleaned next to each other, then if the other spirits start attacking them before the cleanup is completed, then as long as the outer spirits are surrounded inward, the safe range will become smaller and smaller.

And if there is a gap, then there is always a chance to find loopholes and gaps, fly a kite with these stupid people, and quickly cut through the mess when you get the opportunity.

The essence of guerrilla warfare is nothing more than that.

When you seize the opportunity and change places with one shot, the number of spirits is getting smaller and smaller, and there are more and more loopholes, and your chances are getting bigger and bigger.

Just as Xia Min thought, under his twisted snakeskin escape route, he did not collide with the spirit head-on, and the closest distance to him was nearly twenty meters, with the speed of those spirits, Xia Min could completely escape.

However, what surprised Xia Min was that the child would act with the framer, and the way they acted together was that the child rode on the shoulder of the framer, acting as the brains of the framer, and wisdom the framer's action.

Several times, Xia Min was seen by the child, and the escape route was also guessed by the child, but because the photo frame spirit was too slow, it was too late to chase and intercept Xia Min.

The children were scratching their ears and cheeks in a hurry, but there was nothing they could do.

As a result, the originally murderous pursuit was really brought alive by Xia Min to become the Dawn Killing, the difference is that there are only others who escape, but there are dozens of butchers.

However, Xia Min still made a serious mistake.

From the entrance of the village to the well in the center of the village, he searched only a corner of the village, and when the hundred spirits were eating, he only glanced at it in a hurry, and immediately hid it in the cupboard.

That is, he doesn't know all the picture frame spirits.

"I fucked a DJ, how can I still have a strange thing!"

Xia Min gritted his teeth and sprinted for the 100-meter sprint, while secretly scolding his carelessness.

I thought that the bigger I was, the slower I would move, but I didn't expect that after a sharp scream from the child with an underbeaten face, the head of the big guy who was close to two meters turned directly 180 degrees, and then rushed towards him with his hands and feet.

The distance of nearly thirty meters is almost half in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the beastly man who was covered in tendons and flesh, Xia Min suspected that it could send him away with a single hit, and he couldn't raise the mind to fight at all, so he turned around and ran away.

But Xia Min did not get rid of this strange species, on the contrary, the more he ran, the more he moved, the more spirits followed him, and more strange species were also attracted.

jumped three meters high, the wall thief Jill was fast, and there was even a tongue that almost tied Xia Min's legs.

Unconsciously, Xia Min rushed to the well again, and at this time, he had no way to retreat, and was surrounded by picture frames on all sides.

But the strange thing is that these spirits only surrounded Xia Min and did not make any further moves.

And Xia Min held on to the big iron chain, hunched his back and panted, his face was a little pale, and he felt that the moisture in his mouth had become extremely viscous.

This long-lost feeling is what he had to experience every year when he was in college.

"My mother... No more... Kill me... I... I can't run anyway..."

Xia Min took a deep breath, trying to regulate his breathing, and then choked on the saliva he accidentally swallowed.

However, the noisy and chaotic voices that must have been made before disappeared at this moment, and all the picture frame spirits stopped moving, and the few strange people led by them waited viciously for Xia Min, letting out a low roar, but they also did not dare to step forward.

Xia Min raised his flushed face, followed their gaze, and looked at the most imposing courtyard by the well behind him that he had not had time to enter before, only to find that at some point, the gate that had been closed before was actually opened.