Zhong Kui recklessly broke into the tomb and got carried away when he saw Vanilla, and shouted loudly, "Vanilla ......", when he noticed that there was a live human implant hanging upside down above her head.

There is no time to take care of the village chief, Zhong Kui's first priority is to rescue Vanilla. Just as he was about to get closer to Vanilla, she suddenly turned around...... A miserable white face, a pair of blood-red eyes, and the mouth and nose are almost out of shape. She wasn't vanilla at all, but the haze was possessing her......

He was taken aback and instinctively took a step back. As he retreated, his fingers were already working, and he held Zhong Kui's sword and danced sharply towards the possessed demon.

"You don't have to be nosy...... Vanilla snorted, her voice hoarse and oozing. The facial features were distorted, and the evil qi skyrocketed, and as soon as he said this, a pair of withered claws had already stretched out to directly attack Zhong Kui's face.

Zhong Kui did not move, and the sword went straight up...... there was a soft 'ding' sound, and the evil spirit did not avoid it, and directly stretched out his claws and grabbed the blade of the opponent's stab. In an instant, a cold cry followed the sword body and passed to Zhong Kui, who was holding Zhong Kui's sword.

Zhong Kui only felt a numb in the tiger's mouth, and an ice cream was attacked. The blade of the sword immediately froze, and if it continued to pierce in, it was very likely to cause the blade to break. He retracted the blade slightly, stood still, and froze indifferently, opened his mouth to the frozen blade, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of red and tail-like flames.

As soon as the flames came out, the ice on the blade of the sword was automatically resolved. The horrified evil spirit suddenly became confused, and he hurriedly took a few steps back and wanted to flash! Zhong Kui roared, and an embroidery needle, with a silver thread as thin as silk, flew up and stabbed at the head of the evil spirit body......

Burst! The evil spirit and vanilla immediately separated, and the latter lay limply on the messy and rancid bones on the ground. The evil spirit body was hit hard, staggered, and made a false move, and suddenly a puff of black smoke came out of thin air and disappeared in front of Zhong Kui.

To take care of vanilla, remember what Zhiqing once warned him, don't chase after the poor! So when the evil spirit escaped, he went back to check on the vanilla. And hurriedly put down the upside-down village chief and laid it flat a foot away from the vanilla.

The smell of vanilla is still there, but the body is cold, which must be caused by the possession of the evil spirit body after freezing. You have to find a way to maintain the temperature of your body as soon as possible, otherwise she is likely to collapse and cause shock.

The village chief is in a bad situation, and the antlers that come out of his head have begun to fork. Like a tree, a stalk emerges that is about to branch.

Zhong Kui was very surprised that after he came here, except for the stalks of the plants that the village chief had regrown, the plants he had seen before seemed to be gone. When he looked closely, he found that in the dark corner, the plant had died and rotted.

A question came to his mind, could it be that this plant also had a lifespan? Or is it a male and female decision? In all things, there is a male and female plant that imparts pollen to magnetism, and then the male slowly withers!

Zhong Kui didn't have time to study the metabolism of plants now, so he had to think about waking up Vanilla and the village chief.

Vanilla, like those who fell under the Freezing Spell, couldn't wake her up in a moment. Unless they can find the lair of the evil spirit body and destroy the root of the evil spirit body in one fell swoop, then the spell planted on them will naturally disintegrate.

The cold, damp and stinking corpse pit is not suitable for Vanilla to stay longer, if she is taken away alone. What about the village chief? There was a lot of time to go back and forth.

Zhong Kui pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a solution that was not a solution. He went outside to cut down a few bamboos and tied up a bamboo rack that could be dragged and walked.

Running back and forth with a rack to pull away vanilla and the village chief, it should be fast. Zhong Kui took advantage of the slope of the descent, half-pulled and half-natural slide, and sure enough, without a cup of tea, he sent the herbs to the camp safely.

Zhiqing, who answered Zhong Kui, told him that everything was normal here, and nothing unusual happened.

Zhong Kui returned again to carry the village chief with peace of mind.

It seems that the Ghost Army has all been wiped out when they stopped Zhong Kui and Zhiqing.

The evil spirits were mortally wounded and could not harm them in time. Zhong Kui was worried about whether he could successfully move back to the village chief, and in the current situation, there should be no major problem.

When Zhong Kui arrived at the tomb, he saw the village chief still curled up in the pile of bones.

Disgusted by the antlers that grew on the village chief's head, he pulled out the blade of his sword and tried to cut off the damn roots. Finally, he groped for the rhizome of the plant, as close to the village chief's scalp as possible, and safely removed the protruding sprout.

I can't imagine that this kind of thing is as unusual as rubber, and it is very tough. And when he was cut, a liquid that resembled pus and blood flowed out, and the structure of the bud body made him very frightened. When its stalk was covered with tendon-like filaments, and there was a core in the middle that reminded him of cartilage, Zhong Kui shuddered.

In disgust, he stuck the bud with the blade of his sword and threw it far away, and then turned around and moved the village chief to the bamboo shelf. Then they found their original route and transported him safely to the camp.

After Vanilla and the village chief were settled, Jongkui didn't want to rest, he told Jiqing to chase after Shengsheng. You can't give the evil spirit a chance to breathe, and you have to save the people who are trapped by the spell before dawn.

Zhiqing knew Zhong Kui's stubbornness, and he couldn't stop him. Plus, he does have the ability. In view of the fact that so many people needed his help, he didn't say much, just briefly admonished: "Be careful, we are waiting for you to come back safely." ”

"Well, Uncle Chen, you have to worry about it here." He reluctantly glanced back at the vanilla, and finally fixed his gaze on Xu Qian's pale face, "You have to cheer up, wait for me to ......"

“…… Cough...... Well, I will......" Xu Qian leaned lazily, tried to restrain her desire to cough, and replied softly.

Zhong Kui relied on the evil spirit body aura left on the embroidery needle, and finally smelled a strange aura in another corner of the island. It was a long way from the camp, on the east side of the tomb, and it was densely wooded, with a sign hanging from every tree.

He didn't recognize any of the fonts on the sign. It's just that there is a suffocating miasma in this wood, and the miasma is the source of the haze. The lair of the evil spirit body should be here.

This is the tree that the centenarian mentioned hanging the sign. It's the so-called tree burial cemetery! A gloomy cold wind blew, Zhong Kui walked like flying, holding Zhong Kui's sword, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at them one by one......

Every tree seems to have an evil spirit...... Just as he stared closely, a small dot suddenly fell in front of him like a shadow. Xiao Budian was the little ghost who was taken away by the evil spirit, and she had a quiet white face, looking at Zhong Kui without fear.

"You're not afraid of me?" Zhong Kui asked.