The dark night, the bleak wind, like a ghost crying wolf, and bursts of drums like a dull heartbeat echoed in Baili Village.

One hundred and twenty-six people in Baili Village, the whole village was manipulated like a demon at this time, raising a desolate hill and walking.

Not only the villagers, but also the flower thief Tian Bodang, his martial arts are not weak, but at this time, he also lost consciousness.

Except for Li Qiushui and Wang Shu, none of them were sober.

Wang Shu was afraid for a while, if Li Qiushui hadn't helped him just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But he also blames him for being careless, after all, he still doesn't know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky.

"What should I do, how can I save these villagers?" Wang Shu asked.

"Save? It's useless, once the villagers are forcibly awakened, they will die retrograde through the meridians.

There is no way unless you find the source of the Dementor drum sound and take the person hiding behind it. ”

Li Qiushui said, her eyes were solemn, many thoughts flashed in her eyes, and she already had some guesses in her heart.

In addition to Miao Jiang's witchcraft technique, this kind of corpse expulsion method can only be used by the four corpse ancestors of the Xuanming Sect.

But the four corpse ancestors had disappeared from the rivers and lakes many years ago, and who would make such a big move.

"So serious!" Wang Shu's face changed.

"Hehe, is it possible that you still want to save these villagers? The most worthless thing in this troubled world is human life.

It's just a hundred or so lives, and there are hundreds of people who eat every day in this world, and they can't be saved. Li Qiushui sneered and put on a hard-hearted appearance.

Indeed, Li Qiushui's words are a little ruthless, but there is still some truth.

Wang Shu and these villagers have just met in Pingshui, and they have not known each other for a day, is it necessary to go to the soup for them?

Moreover, if it were not for him, these villagers would sooner or later be so controlled and lose their lives.

"To save or not to save!"

Seeing that the villagers of Baili Village were about to disappear into the darkness, Wang Shu was entangled for a while.

"001, what do you think I should choose?" In his heart, Wang Shu contacted 001.

"Rationally speaking, the host must understand the difference in strength and can not save people, and there is no danger at all.

Because the traffic package task is not triggered, there is no profit driven. And the host should not have a psychological burden because he did not save people, which is not necessary.

From a perceptual point of view, judging from the education received over the years, as well as the orientation of values, the host still has to save Baili Village, but his life is in danger. 001 said.

"Forget it, take one step at a time. It's a big deal, if you are really in danger, you can't escape. ”

Wang Shu is not ready to be a pure good person, but he also does not want to be the kind of indifferent bystander who turns a blind eye to life.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Shu chased after the figure of the villagers who had been hundreds of miles away. It's just that as soon as he left, he was stopped by Li Qiushui:

"Why are you going? Young and hot-blooded? Do you want to die with your martial arts! ”

"No, I'm just going to check it out. If you can save it, you can save it, and if you can't save me, you can just run away. Wang Shu glanced at Li Qiushui, then turned around and left, gradually disappearing into the night.

Li Qiushui stood motionless, but with a look of indignation on his face, he said angrily:

"What a stupid guy, if you want to die, it's better to go, this king will never care about you, absolutely not!"

Standing in place for a while, Li Qiushui remembered everything that happened in the marriage room tonight, and a strange feeling arose, the temperature on his face rose, and he secretly hated it in his heart.

He stomped on the ground a few times, as if he was venting his irritable emotions. In the end, taking advantage of the dark night, I still chased after him.

In the nameless mountains, it was even darker, and the air was filled with gray smoke and a faint smell of fishy tide.

Everything is silent, and there is not the slightest sound of cicadas chirping, or cicadas can't survive in these environments.

A biting cold wind blew, and I only heard the branches of the trees swaying and the endless leaves fluttering.

The moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds and did not appear for a long time.

Hundreds of unconscious villagers walked step by step in the mountains like puppets, like the Yin soldiers in ghost stories, and hundreds of ghosts walked at night.

Wang Shu followed behind the villagers, his face was solemn, he held his breath deeply, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

As we went deeper, the air became more and more polluted, the wind blew more violently, and the smoke drifted faster.

When they reached an overgrown cave on the top of the mountain, all the villagers stopped and remained motionless.

There was no light in the cave, it was dark, like a gateway to hell, and from time to time there was the sound of terrible ghosts howling.

At the top of the hole, a peculiarly shaped cowhide white bone horn drum hung there, and the drum sound was repeated over and over again without anyone controlling it.

The villagers were motionless, their expressions glazed, and they were completely like fish to be slaughtered

This is the sorrow of ordinary people in troubled times, unable to resist and dying.

Wang Shu saw the drum and wondered if it had been destroyed so that the villagers could recover.

But if he destroys the drum, he will inevitably attract the attention of the mastermind behind the scenes, and it is difficult for him to escape with his martial arts.

Moreover, this is the enemy's base camp, even if you save the villagers, it is estimated that you will not be able to escape.

"Gotta figure it out!" Wang Shu fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a strong whistling sound came from the mouth of the cave, like a ghostly ghost.

I saw a thick cloud of black smoke floating out of it, slowly forming a human form, suspended three feet above the ground.

The black smoke sometimes turned into skulls, sometimes into evil spirits, sometimes into spirits......

"Whoosh!"

Wang Shu blinked, and the black smoke disappeared immediately.

But at the same time, a deadly crisis struck him behind him, and a demonic palm emitting black smoke slapped towards him.

"So fast!" Wang Shu's pupils widened, his heart hung up all of a sudden, and he couldn't dodge at all.

Danger warning from the body, although protected by the passive mechanism of the divine body, this palm is enough to hit him hard!

After all, his Sun Flame gene is only a quasi-first-generation super soldier now, and the god body does not have the strength to resist nuclear explosions.

At most, it is better than ordinary people, and it is better than the martial artists who have practiced kung fu.

"Bang!"

At the last moment, Li Qiushui suddenly appeared, blocked in front of Wang Shu, and stretched out a fair-skinned palm to blast into the black smoke.

The palms of the two peerless masters slammed together, and they began to compete for internal strength, only to see the sound of the wind rising, and the strong air flow continued to radiate to the surroundings with the two of them as the center.

"Boom!"

The two didn't stalemate for long, and the strange black smoke retreated in an instant. And Li Qiushui's body was undetectable, taking a step back, with one hand behind him, and his bearing was extraordinary.

"Brother Qiushui, why are you here?" Wang Shu's face showed a sense of happiness as if he had been saved.

Li Qiushui ignored Wang Shu, but looked at the strange black smoke and asked:

"The Soul Drum is a sacred weapon of the Xuanming Sect, which can capture people's hearts and control people's bodies. Your Excellency has deep internal strength, and I don't know which of the four corpse ancestors of the Xuanming Sect is. ”