"Who?"

No one took the initiative to open the door, and when the witch on duty didn't make a sound, someone approached the hut and set off the alarm, which in itself was very unreasonable.

"It's me, Erwin!"

"Open the door quickly, she's going to die, hurry up, oh my God, there's a lot of blood, open the door quickly."

The door panel crackled, and the eager shouts almost broke.

The sleepy nine pounds opened his eyes blankly, and a strong smell of blood penetrated into his nose, which was the unique fishy smell of resentful spirits.

It's like blood mixed with stinky tofu, and the strange smell is so strong that it's impossible to ignore.

The two witches who had just entered the house leaned sideways against the wall and pulled the deadbolt of the door, and Erwin, who was standing outside the door, was covered in blood, holding a girl who was a head taller than him in one hand, and it was clearly Claire who had just started to be on duty at night.

Claire leaned weakly against Erwyn with her head drooping.

"It's Elwin!"

"Oh my God, put Claire down."

"What's going on?"

"She's hurt, quick, save her, there's another, come out and save them." Erwin pointed to the front of the door of the wooden house, "I can only help one, you go and save people......"

The hoarse voice revealed fear and eagerness.

No one went out, but urged, "You come in first and put the people down, hurry up." ”

As the wooden door opened, the smell of blood quickly poured into the wooden house, and the smell of the resentful spirits became stronger.

Heavy Jiujin frowned, and subconsciously held his breath, it smelled too bad.

Claire had a wound on her abdomen and neck, and the blood in her mouth was used externally like a fountain, constantly shaking her head as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word, she could only make a squeaky sound.

"What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's my fault......" The young man wiped his face, his face was stained with blood, and the moment he raised his foot and stepped forward, his body shook, and he retracted sharply, standing by the door without advancing or retreating.

The movements were so fast that if you hadn't been staring at him all the time, you might even mistake him for just moving his steps in a panic.

"If it weren't for me, it wouldn't be like this, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Erwin seemed frightened, and spoke incoherently in words that he didn't know whether to explain or repent.

"Hey, Erwin, calm down, damn calm down" Someone yelled, and Erwin finally stopped sobbing.

Raised his head blankly.

"Tell me clearly, what happened, were you ambushed, where did you go after you disappeared, what attacked Claire?"

"Don't be afraid, you're safe, you can speak slowly, come in."

"But over there, quick, I know......" Erwin kept trying to get the man out of the cabin.

But no one went out.

Nora quickly made arrangements, and the two teams stayed outside the cabin, with the two healing wizards taking care of Claire while the rest were responsible for calming Elwin.

It's a very routine reaction, it's just not right now.

Erwin stood at the door of the cabin, his face buried in the red moon, his voice full of eagerness and panic.

Mu Ji, who weighed nine pounds and nested in the corner, half-closed eyes, and was truly secretly observing, had been anxious to find Erwin, and did not rush forward at the first time.

Instead, he stayed behind the others and kept his distance from Erwin, who had always shown dependence on Muji, and did not try to find Muji as a pillar when he had an emotional breakdown.

Weighing nine pounds, he turned his head to look at Erwin, and the guess in his heart was confirmed, and Mu Ji could see the dead spirit.

The man standing by the door at this time was Erwin, not him.

The possessed spirit was right behind Erwin, lying on his back close to Elwin, and his every word and action was controlled by Erwin.

What he did at this time was three parts true and seven parts false, and the truth and falsehood also aggravated the confusion.

[Bloody Glutinous Rice Chicken]: A handful of rice stained with chicken blood condenses the bloody breath that ghosts are afraid of, and the special smell makes the necrons fearful.

If you scatter it in the corner, it may have the effect of fooling them, so that they will not dare to take a step forward, but if they are bold enough to walk in, remember to run away if they can't beat it

Weighing nine pounds, I bought a small jar in the Grim Reaper Mall and scattered it along the wooden house, but I didn't expect it to have a good effect.

Although it also played the role of an early warning to buy time, it really stopped Erwin at this time, and by the way, it played a tentative role.

Erwin stood in the doorway, not daring to step into the cabin, the strange smell uncomfortable for the spirits of the dead who possessed him.

"Don't you dare to come in?"

Erwin looked at Gia blankly, as if he didn't understand why he would say that.

"I'm afraid."

The consciousness force field was fully opened, and the red bloodshot roamed around the body weighing nine catties.

The moment the gloomy aura appeared, Erwin, who was already choked, really cried out at this time, and red bloody tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

He stood still, his body as if under a spell, unable to move, uncontrollable fear permeating every cell, his toes grasping the soles of his shoes.

He wanted to run, and his body tilted back slightly.

Weighing nine pounds, looking at the possessed spirit behind Erwin who was holding him tightly, that guy was frightened at the moment.

Shivering but reluctant to give up Erwin, like a mosquito that knows that the big slap is about to come down but can't help but want to take two more puffs.

Don't fan at this time, wait for when.

Weigh nine pounds to get up, the speed is too fast.

No one saw how she moved to Erwin's side, and Muji wanted to stop him, but a momentary hesitation slowed him down.

Jiujin grabbed Erwin's neck with his right hand and choked him.

"If you didn't run away just now, you don't have a chance now."

Erwin tried to struggle but was restrained by the dead pinch, and the Grim Reaper's phalanx poked in, and the more violently he struggled, the deeper the phalanx penetrated.

The heat alternated with the cold, and the possessed spirit behind Erwin didn't dare to move.

Greed is not enough to swallow the elephant, if this possessed spirit stayed honestly in Erwin's body, found a place to hide, until the body and soul were completely fused and completely devoured Elwin's soul, there would be no encounter at this moment.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it at this point.

Weighing nine catties, he stretched out his hand and directly dragged the possessed spirit out of Erwin's body, this action was extremely rough in the eyes of others, Erwin's face was pale, and he could hardly breathe.

"What do you do?"

At the first time when the possessed spirit left Erwin's body, Mu Ji stood up and stood between Jiujin and Erwin, and held the weak Erwin, glaring at Jiujin with an angry face.

"The timing was so coincidental." Heavy nine pounds muttered softly and withdrew his hand.

Anyway, the possessed spirit was also dragged out, she didn't mind seeing Mu Ji's next performance, what was there in Erwin that he coveted?

This possessed spirit is a prison guard who died in a volcanic eruption.

A frightened possessed spirit with no trace of good flesh in his body appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the resentful spirit lost its mind and roared wildly.

The arrogance and arrogance of life continue until after death, otherwise he will not return if he is unstable and unstable, and he will not even be able to control the killing thoughts and hurt the witch on duty at night.

Muji helped Erwin, "It's okay, it'll be safe soon." ”

"He's possessed?"

Heavy Jiujin nodded, raised his head to look at the cordon outside the wooden house, the witch who got up from the ground did not come this way, but pushed away the others and ran away, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The witch necromancer who remained in place didn't even realize that her body had been stolen.

"Don't you chase?"

Heavy Jiujin shook his head, "You can only go to the Forbidden Demon City in that direction." "Besides, it is too dangerous to find a corpse in a place where the ghosts and ghosts gather at night.

Weighing nine catties, he easily connected the possessed spirit, and a notification message flashed in his mind, and the psionic energy points were +8

She didn't know the algorithm of the Reaper system, but at the moment, it seemed that the value of individual psionic points of the necromancer on each planet was different, at least the average value of the Flame Wood Forest was much higher than that of the Earth.

"This is related to the amount of individual energy, please don't misunderstand that this is regional discrimination, in the eyes of death life is equal."

Weighing nine pounds, the "......" dead guide didn't explain, but she felt even weirder when she explained.

Erwin woke up and sat by the fire, trembling.

"I ...... I noticed movement in the bushes and chased after them, I saw that the other party was wearing the clothes of the inspectorate, and there were people shouting for help, and after chasing them, I got lost, and then I ......" Erwin glanced at Muji slightly sideways before continuing, "I don't know anything." ”

Erwin wasn't lying, but he wasn't telling the whole story.

Everyone has their own secrets, and weighing nine pounds is not a person whose curiosity swells to the point of wanting to snoop on other people's privacy.

But if this so-called privacy is closely related to the safety of her life and the lives of others present, then it is naturally a different matter.

At the same time as the possessed spirit was introduced, some memory images flashed back to Jiujin's mind again, some of which were related to Erwin.

Nothing special happened, the intermittent memory screen jumped quickly, but it made Jiujin feel dizzy when he played the main perspective game and moved too fast.

"I'm sorry, I killed Merry"

Erwin lowered his head and grabbed his hair with both hands, his voice hoarse, and the pain could not be concealed.

Merry is the witch on duty who fled after her body was possessed.

Jiu Jin looked at the witch lady beside her, she didn't seem to mind the fact that she was dead, she cared more about another thing than this.

"He stole my body, wasn't torture enough while I was alive?"

"That damn Deacon of the Inspectorate, that ugly soul dares to take possession of my body after my death, I won't let him go, definitely not."

Miss Witch had only one thought in her mind at the moment, to torture and kill the wraith who dared to occupy her body, and the flames of hatred burned brightly, but it had nothing to do with Erwin.

Merry's sacrifice and Claire's serious injuries made it clearer to everyone that it was not safe to hide in this swamp forest where the spirits were gathered.

The bubble of peaceful life is punctured.

There is still a long way to go from a nightmarish life.

That night, in the Forbidden Demon City, not far away, the entire human settlement with the highest happiness index in the Yanmu Forest was experiencing the biggest crisis since the Yanmu was extinguished.

As night fell, the dim glow of the red moon dressed the entire city building in a dark red veil, making it look ghostly.

The withered flames outside the city walls spread their branches, and the shadows on the ground swayed gently with the night wind, as if they could rise from the ground at any moment.

Staring at it for a long time always makes people feel a trace of inexplicable fear, as if they are not looking at a tree but a person.

"I haven't slept a day since the accident at the Mount of Atonement."

"I don't know what's going on these days, I always feel like someone is following me."

"It's especially strong at night."

The two couples lay on the soft and comfortable big bed but couldn't sleep for a long time, obviously they were very tired and couldn't sleep.

Hank is the patrol captain of the Forbidden Demon City, and he knows more than the average person, and what happened to the Mountain of Atonement this time is more than just a volcanic eruption.

He couldn't sleep at the thought that if the witches didn't die, and some of them escaped and lurked in the shadows for revenge, he couldn't sleep at night.

At this time, he didn't know that even if he died, he could still get revenge.

Bang!

"What sound?" Hank's wife, Jenny, was frightened, clutching her chest and looking left and right in disbelief.

A painting that had been hanging on the wall facing the head of the bed was reversed, leaving only one corner fixed on the wall and dangling.

"The frame has fallen off." Hank stood up and took a sip, cursed a few words, and raised his hand to straighten the frame.

The falcon's eyes on the canvas suddenly blinked, and the sharp gaze seemed to have a thorn, and Hank was startled and immediately shook off his hand.

"Alive, alive."

Hank couldn't control his finger and pointed to the frame and exclaimed, but he didn't get any response for a long time, and he turned his head knowing that something was wrong.

The wife, who had sat up, was now lying back on the bed, the white sheets were dyed blood-red, and Jenny was lying in a pool of blood.

Hank looked horrified at the soul floating out of Jenny's body, "It's your turn." ”

"No!"

Hank screamed in terror, and it took a while for him to calm down, and when he opened his eyes, he realized it was just a nightmare.

"Do you have a nightmare, do you want to drink some water?"

The concern of his wife made him even more irritable, and he pushed away the glass of water that was passed to his lips, and when he looked up, he saw that on the wall opposite the bed, the painting was swaying crookedly as if it had happened in a dream, and the eagle seemed to move.

The wraith standing by the wall watched this scene, raised his hand and tugged lightly, and the swooping eagle fell from the wall and flew towards the bed.

At this moment, Hank is not the only person in the Forbidden Demon City who can't tell the difference between nightmare and reality.

And he's not the only one who's been targeted by the ghosts.

I don't do bad things in my life, I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and there is no such principled and courageous person.

The night wind blew, and the whining sound of the wind passed through the branches of the burning wood, and the sound of crying and complaining spread to all corners of the Forbidden Demon City.

One by one, the dead reunited in the wind, full of anger and resentment.

"Did you hear anyone crying?"

"Listen... I heard it. ”

Such a night is not the first time it has appeared, and it will not be the last.

That night, frightened shouts were heard from time to time throughout the Forbidden Demon City, and some people rushed out into the streets in their pants in fright.