From Liu Mengshu's point of view, as soon as he turned around, he could just see a dead end illuminated by fire in the distance. What his brother is suffering.

Liu Mingming is dead.

Several RB soldiers worked together to pick him on the bayonet and were playing in circles. The one next to him kept stabbing the little boy's body with a bayonet, stabbing a bloody hole...... With their devilish smiles. It really makes people wonder if they have come to hell!

Liu Mingming's eyes were still wide open, but he no longer had the innocent and lively light when he played with Zhenzhen before. There is a monstrous hatred inside, and the face is hideous!

"Cattle, cattle, !!"

Zhao Shanshan scolded, and her tears never stopped from the beginning of RB Soldier Massacre and Village......

Because Liu Mengshu was looking at a place with light in the dark, none of the RB soldiers who were playing with Liu Mingming's corpse noticed him.

Fu Yang turned his head and seemed to meet Liu Mengshu's gaze.

His heart shook.

What kind of eyes are they......

There is no longer half of the vitality and feelings that belong to human beings, only endless hatred!

Liu Mengshu finally turned around and ran desperately towards the outside of the village, and his figure disappeared into the dark night......

He managed to escape.

The entire Ronghua Village was full of cruel scenes that could not bear to witness, accompanied by unbearable screams. But gradually, this sound became smaller and more distant......

The surrounding scene began to blur and distort.

In the end, it was as if a canvas had been torn apart.

Brush it up.

All the sights are gone!

There is no lively Ronghua Village, no wedding of the village chief's son, and no massacre and killing by invaders......

All that was left was the endless black wilderness, the dead trees twisted like ghostly hands, the crows that croaked and flew by, and the cold moon that was half obscured by thick clouds overhead.

They came back to reality from their illusions!

This sharp contrast will make people feel a great sense of discomfort for a moment.

It turns out that there is nothing here at all......

No, there are still any!

Because as soon as Fu Yang came back to his senses, he suddenly found that they were about a few dozen meters away in front of him. There was a broken stone tablet, and on top of the stone tablet was a black figure in the shape of a human being!

Of course, Ah Huang and Liu Zhan also discovered this scene.

In the middle of the night, a deserted ghost place. Sit on a broken stone monument. This is certainly not a good person!

Therefore, Liu Zhan moved quickly, and directly raised his hand to shoot.

Bang!

Bullets whizzed at the shadow.

But nothing happened.

Ah Huang protected the other three behind him, and his right index finger and middle finger were already sandwiched with a piece of talisman paper, and said sharply: "It's a person or a ghost, report the name quickly!" ”

Alas......

A long sigh rang out. It seems to be very helpless and very tired.

In such an environment, it makes people feel very heavy to listen to it.

However, it also shows that the person sitting on the stele in front of him should be a person. Not a ghost.

The clouds in the sky dispersed at exactly this time, revealing a full full moon. The soft moonlight poured down, illuminating the dark wilderness.

Fu Yang: Then they could see the black figure on the stone tablet clearly.

Dressed in a blue robe, he was tall and thin, and wore a grim mask made of steel with green fangs on his face. It looks mysterious and weird.

"It's you! That guy who tracked us at the City Archives before! ”

Fu Yang saw it at a glance, pointed to the front and said loudly.

"Well, it's me. It was my surprise that you were able to track it down. ”

The man in the iron mask said, and stood up.

Standing on top of the sloping stone monument, a blue silk robe fluttered in the night wind, hunting sounded. The moonlight sprinkled on his body, and there was an indescribable strange beauty.

Fu Yang said very dissatisfied: "Grass! But my men were defeated, and I tore off a large part of my sleeve, and fled in a hurry. What are you pretending to be here? ”

The ghost-faced man snorted coldly, "Ignorant ants...... If I hadn't had something wrong with me, I could have crushed you with one finger. ”

This is forced to pretend to be big!

Fu Yang still wanted to speak, but Ah Huang reached out and grabbed him. The other hand slammed out a piece of rune paper, flew into the air, and suddenly burned into a ball of fire. Brighten up your surroundings.

The person standing on the stele didn't move, just spit out a syllable of the word "duh" from his mouth.

Ah Huang's fireball exploded three feet in front of him and collapsed.

The orange glow of the fire illuminated a large area very brightly.

So Fu Yang and the others saw clearly the huge stone tablet that had been tilted at the feet of the ghost-faced man, and there were two words that could be vaguely distinguished.

Only Ah Huang stared at the ghost-faced man's hand, and then his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Banyan, Hua ......"

Zhao Shanshan suddenly changed color, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh my God! Ronghua Village! Here it is, here it is......"

"That's right, where you are standing now. It was Ronghua Village 80 years ago. Now, it's in ruins. Six hundred and fifty-one souls are in the ground beneath your feet. ”

As he said this, the ghost-faced man's tone finally fluctuated slightly.

Zhao Shanshan covered her mouth in horror.

Fu Yang looked at him in surprise: "The illusion just now...... You made it?! ”

He couldn't believe that a guy who was not much better than himself in a fight. There is such a powerful Dao technique!

In fact, this is a misunderstanding in Fu Yang's understanding.

Generally speaking, the strength of spells is not directly related to physical strength, fighting skills, and so on. For example, if Ah Huang and Fu Yang really fight on the street during the day, it will definitely be Ah Huang's beaten nose and swollen face.

Zhao Shanshan frowned, a little puzzled: "Since you are a very powerful master, what does it mean to spend mana to show us this kind of human tragedy?" ”

Ghostface didn't speak.

Ah Huang suddenly spoke: "Because...... He was the only survivor of Ronghua Village back then, Liu Mengshu! The ghost monarch in Jiangda Forest Farm is his younger brother, Liu Mingming. Am I right? ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky. The other three were completely stunned.

"Ah Huang, are you sure this guy is Liu Mengshu? It was eighty years ago that Ronghua Village was invaded by RB ghosts and sons, and Liu Mengshu should have been at least twenty years old at that time. Is it ......?"

At first, Fu Yang didn't think about this possibility. But the time is not right!

"There are three thousand Taoisms, and the changes are endless. It is impossible for Daomen spells to make people immortal, but some are very powerful, and it is no problem for people to live for more than a few decades and hundreds of years. You see there is a wound on the back of his hand, and a large piece of flesh is missing. ”

Fu Yang took a closer look when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw obvious bite marks on the back of the ghost-faced man's right hand.