Rat Nine was quite cautious, and consciously erased the traces after running away for a while.

But after all, it is a hurried sweep, and there are still many flaws.

Rat Nine wasn't tall, but he weighed a lot, so even if he had covered it up, the snow trails on the road he had walked were deeper than the others.

It wasn't a big deal, but after a night, the snow froze into ice and the evidence was gone.

But if Luo was born in time, and his eyes were good enough to observe this characteristic in a dark environment, then it was not incomprehensible to catch up with Rat Jiu.

It took about a quarter of an hour for the footprints to come to an abrupt end.

Luo Sheng looked in front of him, it was a village.

Xu Shang Village.

Rasheng used to be here.

When his golden bell jar was completed, his consciousness was pulled into the sea of consciousness by his four ears, and his body was manipulated by Wang Hu's resentful spirit, and he walked to the vicinity of Xu Shang Village.

Later, Wang Hu was devoured by four ears, he woke up in time, sensed danger, and finally did not enter Xu Shang Village.

Xu Shangcun is also a taboo in Iwaku.

As early as more than a month ago, Luo Sheng heard about Xu Shangcun.

Outside Xu Shang Village, there was once a baby's cry, and then, the fifteen strong men who came to investigate all disappeared, and the baby's cry resounded for three days before slowly disappearing.

Just when the people thought it was all right, the baby's cry rang out again, and this time, it enveloped the entire village, and no one escaped from it.

Did Rat Nine enter the village?

Luo Sheng frowned, from the perspective of his observation, Rat Jiu belonged to the kind of person who had a strong desire to survive, and would he take the initiative to enter Xu Shangcun when he knew that Xu Shang Village was dangerous?

Especially since the internal strength he relies on most now has all disappeared, it should not be even worse.

"It's kind of interesting." Luo Sheng stood at the gate of the village, his tall figure blocking the entrance of the village like a wall, looking towards the village.

The light was dim, and the village was quiet, as if it were all ordinary.

The roads in the village are clean, all the dirt is exposed, and the roofs are thatched huts, some of which are even broken, and some thatched grass is flying in the air, trying to break free from the shackles of the houses.

Just like the day Luo was born.

At this moment, he held his forehead with his hand, a little hesitant.

The environment in front of you is obviously a fantasy, it is snowing so heavily outside, but it makes no sense that the village has not snowed, and it is good to say on the road that there is no snow on the houses, which is too fake.

If it was a strange bear or something like that, Luo Sheng didn't say a word, he just went up and did it, without hesitation at all.

But this is obviously an illusion, and most of the ghosts in it are also good at this, which makes Luo Sheng hesitate.

He knew that his catties and two catties, a resentful ghost could quietly approach him and absorb his qi and blood, and he didn't even notice it, not to mention that the monsters in Xu Shang Village should be more advanced than the resentful ghosts.

At least it is at the level of powerful ghosts, or even stronger, surpassing the three realms of ghost soldiers, and reaching the level of ghost generals in one fell swoop.

Luo Sheng's frontal combat effectiveness is okay, but the battle at the spiritual level is weaker, and he will suffer in the face of these enemies.

The last time he killed Qing Yuan, Luo Sheng had been hit by the environment of the Soul Suppression Bell, if it wasn't for Qing Yuan's greatness, if he didn't attack at the first time, Luo Sheng might also be in danger.

He paced at the entrance of the village, thinking about the odds of winning once he entered.

The main thing is that the four ears are still unconscious, otherwise, it would be a lot of help with the four ears, and the soul suppression bell in the hands of the four ears cannot be used by Luo Sheng.

If you have the opportunity, you must engage in some immortal cultivation techniques, even if you don't cultivate, you must figure out the attack methods of others.

Luo Sheng scratched his head, a little helpless.

But he didn't fear too much, and even if he was defeated, he wouldn't be defeated easily.

His grandmaster-level iron cloth shirt is running at any time, and it is not so easy to break the gong.

After thinking about it, he put the four ears in his arms, took out two blood tonic pills, swallowed one, held one in his mouth, and walked in cautiously.

The moment you walk into the village, it's like you've passed through a thin transparent film.

There are ruined walls everywhere in front of me, probably because of winter, and there is no obvious smell in the air.

In the middle of the road, two rows of somewhat dense footprints lead to the center of the village, hidden in the center of the village.

The village is not big, about 100 meters long, the center of the village is only 50 meters away from Luo Sheng, Luo Sheng looked at it, because of the dim moonlight, he couldn't see it really, he only saw a gate facing his two-story hut, the shadow was very good, and he couldn't see it really.

The mud houses on both sides sit quietly on the low, and some of the earthen walls have been frozen and cracked due to the cold, and the inside is a dilapidated scene when viewed through these loopholes.

Luo Sheng didn't go to look for Rat Jiu, this guy didn't know why he walked into the middle of the village, most likely he was fierce and lucky.

He has nothing to do with Rat Jiu, and Rat Jiu's life and death have nothing to do with him.

Knock knock!

"Is there anyone?"

Luo Sheng held his shield and knocked on the door, and the abundant qi and blood gave him a neutral voice, and his voice could be heard by the whole village.

There was no reaction in the room.

"Absent?"

"Open the door!"

"Fellow, it's me!"

Boom!

The broken wooden door finally couldn't stand Luo Sheng's destruction, and let out a scream and fell to the ground with a bang.

The house was small, with two rooms, the inner being the bedroom, and the outer serving as the living room and kitchen, when the door was pushed in, and half of it fell on the potholed dirt floor, and on the other side it landed on the stove, and the great force crushed the muddy chimney, and a large amount of dust gargled down.

Luo Sheng stepped on the door, fanned the dust in front of him with his hand, and looked into the house.

The papier-mâché windows, the poplar wardrobe, and the half-narrow back door on the opposite side were all intact, and the quilt on the bed was half lifted, but the person was gone.

Luo Sheng walked in, touched the quilt, and then pulled his fingers in front of his eyes, and there was a faint layer of dust on his fingers.

This is obviously not the dust that has just fallen from the chimney, which is very large and black and gray, while the dust on the quilt is very thin.

There should have been an emergency that affected the owner of the house, so that the quilt didn't have time to fold before he went out to check.

Luo Sheng frowned, the moonlight was already dim, and the room was dark, and when it exceeded two meters, the visibility dropped sharply.

This light is not suitable for finding clues.

What to do?

Luo Sheng looked at the fire fold by the stove and thought about it.

If there is no light, then create light.

The fire fold is a common ignition tool in rural areas.

It is made of earthen straw paper that is easy to ignite and made of tight rolls of paper, which are lit with fire and then blown out, and the red bright spots can be seen faintly burning in the fire fold, like an ember in the ashes, which can be kept for a long time, and it only takes a blow to rekindle its flame.

Because the weather was so cold, the sparks in the fire fold had been completely extinguished.

However, this was not difficult for Luo Sheng, and his right hand holding the fire fold suddenly turned red, and the temperature was extremely high.

The fire fold was originally easy to ignite, but at this time, it was held by Luo Sheng's hot right hand, and the heat continued to spread from his hand, and the fire fold soon ignited a trace of white smoke.

Luo Sheng threw the fire fold on the bed and tried to ignite the quilt.

But the quality of life of the family is obviously not very good, the cotton wool content in the quilt is very small, and the quilt is also very thin, cold as iron.

Luo Sheng immediately repeated the old trick, and a large amount of heat evaporated from his hands, igniting the quilt.

Then he took off the spear and tied the quilt to it to make a large torch.

Raising the torch, Luo Sheng looked around.

The flames danced, and the shadows of the furniture in the house danced with them, and in a trance, Luo Sheng felt that the shadows around him danced with him, like a group of primitive people dancing around him, performing evil and treacherous rituals.

On the doorknob of the inner room, there was a layer of reddish-brown dry blood flowing down the door, and because it had been too long, it was stuck to the door frame, if it wasn't for Luo Sheng to raise the torch, it would not be easy to find.

Standing at the door of the back room, the gate on the left and the back door on the right, with blood stains on the right.

Is it any wonder that the door was locked when I came in, and I left through the back door?

Luo Sheng raised the large torch and walked to the back door, clipped the torch under his arm, and tried to push the back door open.

Approaching the back door, a subtle crunching sound can be heard coming from behind the door, like chewing cartilage.

The back door was unlocked, but it was very close to the groove, and it rubbed violently against the stone steps as it moved, making a sizzling sound.

The friction is surprisingly high.

Is this door so hard to push?

With a little more force in his hand, Luo Sheng pushed open the back door.

Behind the door, there is a storage room and vegetable garden.

Outside the vegetable garden is the outskirts of the village.

The vegetable garden is planted with cabbage, which is covered with heavy snow and shows the leaves that have withered and yellowed.

Next to the vegetable garden, there is a latrine, the door of the latrine is open, and from Rason's angle, only the horizontal axis on half of the door can be seen, and the other half is blocked by the storage room, so it is invisible.

The cold wind blew at night and hit the latrine door, making a creaking and clattering sound.

This is the voice that Luo Sheng heard just now.

The back door is narrow, and with Rason's physique, he has to bend his waist sideways to pass through.

It doesn't look like there's anything suspicious.

Luo Sheng didn't think much about it, exited the house, and walked to the next room.

The exterior of the house is not the same as this one, it looks more spacious.

Rumble!

Luo Sheng was no longer polite and kicked the door open.

Half of the gate fell to the ground, half on the stove, and the chimney collapsed with a bang, and black dust flew all over the sky.

Just like the one next door.

Even the house has only two rooms.

Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows, exited the door, and observed the shape of the house.

At this size, it should be three rooms.

He walked in again, and entered the back room, which was furnished in the same way as the one before, even the angle at which the quilt was lifted was exactly the same.

Luo Sheng raised the torch, and the jumping flames shone out distorted shadows, as if a group of demons and monsters were dancing wildly.

Pursing his lips, Luo Sheng looked at the doorframe of the inner room.

Reddish-brown blood trickled down the door, coating the entire frame.

Crunchy.

The latrine door in the vegetable garden was blown by the wind again, and it struck the earthen wall of the storeroom, making a chaotic sound.

Luo Sheng was just about to leave, when he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked at the crack in the door of the back room.

Under the torches, a pair of gray-white eyes stared at Luo Sheng without emotion.

At the moment when Luo Sheng stared, his gray-white eyes rolled slightly, and he looked at Luo Sheng.