For some reason, the old lady kept repeating a sentence, telling Hu Fei and them not to enter the village and leave here.

Zhang Ming looked at the village, and then stepped forward and said to the ghost old lady:

"Woman, what's going on in this village, isn't it? Why is there no one left? ”

After Zhang Ming finished asking, the old lady kept repeating this: "Get out of here, don't come in!" ”

"Let's go...... This is not the place where you should be, you will die...... You're all going to die......"

The old lady just repeated these words, and it seemed unlikely that she was trying to ask something.

So Zhang Ming winked at Hu Fei and signaled him not to ask, and then several people glanced at each other, and then walked to the village together.

As soon as I walked in, the old lady's voice was no longer heard. Everyone looked back, and there was not even an old lady anywhere.

Not paying attention, they went inside. As he entered, Zhang Ming really felt the horror of the evil qi and yin qi in this village.

Walking in it is like walking in a cold wind.

Fortunately, they either learn the Tao or learn Buddhism, and they have the power to protect them, otherwise they may not be able to stand it.

Walking in the village, looking at the empty village and all kinds of yin and evil qi, the fat man said in surprise:

"This ...... What happened to this village? How did this happen? ”

"Hey, it's hard to imagine that a village with dozens of households and hundreds of people has suddenly become like this." Huang Mao couldn't help but sigh.

"Be careful, this village may be full of dangers, after all, the old cripples are missing, and the people here may be dead." Zhang Ming reminded.

Everyone nodded, Huang Mao was holding a peachwood sword in his hand, the fat man was holding a yin-yang mirror, Hu Fei was holding his hands together, and Zhang Ming was holding eight copper coins in his hand.

They were walking around the village, and after a while, they saw some figures.

The figures were all mechanical, walking slowly, in one direction.

Zhang Ming and the others took a closer look, these figures seemed to be dead bodies, they moved slowly, swayed three times, and they all headed towards the back of the village.

"Oh my God...... There must be about thirty of them here, right? How do you all look like zombies? Hu Fei was surprised.

Huang Mao whispered: "This is not a zombie, and it doesn't seem to be a zombie, but a rotting corpse......"

"Carrion?" Zhang Ming asked: "Usually rotting corpses, how is the combat effectiveness?" ”

"Don't worry, the combat power is not as good as zombies, but it is more powerful than zombies!" Huang Mao said.

Zhang Ming said again: "Could it be that just with these rotting corpses, your master has disappeared?" ”

"Absolutely impossible!" Huang Mao shook his head and said, "Master's handling of these carrion corpses is simply a matter of moving his fingers, and he will not suffer." ”

Zhang Ming also felt that it made sense, so he said: "Let's go, see where these rotting corpses are going!" ”

They walked slowly after the carrion, and when they saw that the carrion had gone to the back of the village, they bowed down to the foot of the mountain behind the village, and kept kowtowing and bowing.

"Are the carrion conscious? What are they worshipping? Zhang Ming asked again.

This time it was the fat man who replied, saying, "Yes...... There should be no consciousness, but there is no guarantee that there will be residual consciousness, and as for what to worship, then I don't know. ”

They hid behind an abandoned wall, noticed a lot of rotting corpses around them, and then all went to the back of the village and bowed down to the foot of the mountain.

Looking at that, they seem to be repenting, which is very weird.

"What now?" Hu Fei asked.

The fat man and Huang Mao didn't speak, and Zhang Ming was silent and said:

"These rotting corpses are all small characters, and I think the objects they worship are white and powerful."

Several people nodded, and then Zhang Ming said: "Wait and see, I don't believe they worship for a night!" ”

So then they watched quietly, and after watching for a while, suddenly at the foot of the mountain behind the village, a ball of dirt suddenly exploded, and a figure flew out of it, directly flying more than ten meters high.

This figure seemed to be holding a knife in his hand, and it was constantly waving as it flew up, emitting a cold light and a terrifying evil aura.

The carrion kept kowtowing, and the figure then fell, standing on the ground and looking at the carrion.

Zhang Ming and the others stared at this figure deadly, and it seemed to be a short-haired young man. It's just that at this moment, its clothes are tattered, its face can't be seen clearly, and the terrifying yin and evil aura flows on its face, which looks very weird.

It held a katana in its hand.

This katana flashed with cold light, swirling around this evil aura, constantly winding around the sharp blade, making this sword look extremely evil.

"This is an islander?" Hu Fei was surprised.

"It doesn't look like it!" Huang Mao said.

Zhang Ming wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he saw the figure suddenly raise the knife in his hand.

At this time, a rotting corpse kneeling on the ground took the initiative to step forward, as if waiting for the verdict of this figure.

And the figure holding the knife did not hesitate at all, and slashed at the carrion that walked forward with a single sword.

With a snort, the carrion corpse was instantly torn apart by the cold light emitted by the katana when it was slashed down, and the flesh exploded all over the ground.

Zhang Ming and the others were disgusted when they saw this scene, and only then did they notice that there were a lot of slag on the ground, which should be minced meat.

And that wasn't all, as several more carrion corpses stepped forward and were then chopped into pieces with knives.

And the evil aura on that knife is getting heavier and heavier, and the terrifying aura, even if it is far away, can make Zhang Ming and them perceive.

"This is simply an evil knife, and the murderous aura is also very heavy, I'm afraid it has killed a lot of people." Zhang Ming exclaimed.

At this moment, the figure holding the knife suddenly raised the knife again, and at the same time let out a furious roar.

Then it slammed its knife sideways, and its body flew up, backwards into the pit where he had come out earlier.

The strange thing is that the surrounding soil is automatically filled in.

The rotting corpses got up aimlessly, then dispersed, and after wandering around the village for a while, they all entered some houses.

Suddenly the whole village became quiet again, and the silence was frightening, and there was no movement at all.

Zhang Ming retracted his gaze, took a deep breath and said, "Could it be that the most powerful person in this village is the one with the knife in his hand?" Why is it holding a katana? Why kill these carrions? ”

Few people don't know these questions, and what puzzles them the most now is, where is the old lame? Also, who is the person who called Huang Mao?

"Huang Mao, give your mobile phone to the caller, dial it and take a look. He called you in the morning, and he should be alive. Zhang Ming said.

Huang Mao shook his head and said, "That number has been unable to get through since then, and there is no signal here." ”

Zhang Ming frowned when he heard this, and then looked at Huang Mao, and then the four of them came out from behind the wall and cautiously walked to the dirt bag at the foot of the mountain behind the village.

The dirt bag looked like a grave, and it was surrounded by minced meat, which was very disgusting.

(End of chapter)