"Do you know where my house is?"

He Cheng turned around, and standing behind him was a young man with a wooden voice.

Mao suit, mid-split head, round-framed glasses.

"Do you know where my house is?"

Retelled.

"A soul dares to hang around the mass grave?"

He Cheng raised his hand and waved, and the young man was cut out like a piece of paper, blown by the wind that fanned out between his sleeves, and floated into the distance.

The soul is uneven, the folk often say "scared the soul", that is, after being frightened, the person suddenly becomes confused, this is the symptom of the missing soul, someone needs to hold the spirit flag, hold his clothes with his birth date written on it, and shake the copper bell to call his name loudly in the place where he lost his soul.

Only then will it be possible to recall the soul.

If you can't bring back your soul, you will be confused, stupid and stunned, and you will not be born mentally retarded in the next life.

"Li Zilong! Li Zilong! Li Zilong! ”

Under the mass grave, a person shouted his name to the mass grave.

In the middle of the night, when the ghosts of the mass grave were hungry, there were living people who came to the door, and although the ghosts were hungry for the living, they were afraid of falling into the mouths of zombies.

A zombie is like a ghost king, and it can devour ghosts, which is simply a ghost predator!

"Come back, come back, come back~"

"Let's see"

He Cheng let go of the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the female ghost floated out, turning into mist and drifting towards the bottom of the mountain.

After a while, Yan Hong floated back and reported: "It's a man and a woman, with some mana on them, it should be an ordinary little monk."

Hearing that it was a monk, He Cheng lost most of his interest.

He now wants to run into zombies, and he wants to run into a group of ghosts, unless he is a monk with advanced cultivation, otherwise in his eyes, he is almost like a living person, and he doesn't have much nutrients, in other words, the food is tasteless and easy to get into trouble.

"Li Zilong~"

The shouts were getting closer.

"Senior brother, I heard from the master that when the Beiyang government collapsed a few years ago, there were piles of dead people on this mountain, and they all became evil ghosts! And the third master also said that Xu Ren went up the mountain when he was angry with his family, and he never returned home. ”

Xiao Yue held a gown with Li Zilong's birthday written on it, and leaned on Ah Xing in fear with a copper bell.

"Master? Haven't you been lying to people? ”

Ah Xing waved the spirit flag disappreciatively, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Li Zilong, come back quickly!" ”

"I hope that's ......"

Xiao Yue's neck shrunk, and she timidly looked at the black and oppressive mountain road, for fear of something terrible coming out.

Finally, the two reached the top of the mass grave, and at a glance there were corpses and human bones all over the ground.

"Ahh

Xiao Yue jumped, and there was a child's skull under her feet!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Satsuki rubbed her hands vigorously at the skull and scratched her head.

"Fuss"

Ah Xingqiang pretended not to be afraid, and continued to shout at the top of his throat.

"Li Zilong, go home!"

was whispered by He Chengfei's soul: "Do you know where my home is?" ", walked towards Ah Xing and the two.

But at the same time, it was not only Li Zilong's frightened soul that moved, but also the hundred ghosts hiding underground!

The ghost hands, one after another, crawled out and slowly poked towards the ankles of the two of them.

……

"Master, won't you come to their rescue?"

Yan Hong looked at He Cheng a little anxiously.

The hundred ghosts gradually approached the man and the woman, and after a few seconds, they would be pounced on by the evil ghosts, sucking the essence of the snow all over their bodies, turning into a pile of white bones, and successfully merging into this group of ghosts.

He Cheng glanced at Yan Hong and asked rhetorically: "You are a ghost, I am a zombie, why do you want to save people?" You saved them, they just wanted to kill you, and you forgot the two little Taoist priests of the Mai Taoist Temple? ”

These two people are meat bait, and He Cheng hid to make the ghosts in the mass grave mistakenly think that he was leaving. In addition, there are two people who go up the mountain to summon spirits, which is an opportunity to lure out the shrunken hundred ghosts.

"But ......"

Yan Hong worked hard to find a reason to persuade He Cheng.

"Although I am a ghost, I am dedicated to goodness, as long as I explain patiently, they will definitely believe my ......"

"What if they are quick and beat you to death before you open your mouth?"

"I" Yanhong remembered the first and fifteenth years of junior high school who chased and killed her, and didn't listen to the explanation.

Ghosts and zombies, the devil descends from the bottom of the world, everyone gets and punishes them, and they would rather kill their mistakes than let them go, and the Taoist priests in the world are thinking about it.

……

"Senior brother, look!"

Xiao Yue jumped up, pointed to the blue-faced ghost figure of Mu Neqing who was walking slowly in the distance, and stepped on the back of the hands of the ghosts in surprise.

The group of ghosts' hands hurt, and quietly retracted their hands, and the group of ghosts stagnated for a while, Xiao Yue seemed to have discovered a group of ghosts, and every step was very accurate, completely putting the ghost hands under the soles of his feet.

"Do you know where my house is?"

Li Zilong's soul floated in front of Ah Xing and Xiao Yue, and Mu Ne repeated that sentence.

"I know, I know!"

Ah Xing was overjoyed, and the soul flag was covered and took away Li Zilong's soul.

"It's done, go to Master Li for wages! Let's go, Satsuki! ”

"Yes, senior brother!"

The two of them happily went down the mountain, but they didn't notice that behind them, there were climbers, some flying, some lifting, nearly a hundred ghosts!

Teeth and claws, green face and long tongue.

Evil spirits, one after another.

Just turn their heads and look, and the two of them were absolutely frightened and their souls jumped out.

"Soul Eater"

Hearing this familiar voice, the ghosts with teeth and claws were in chaos, and they wanted to flee in a hurry, but they were sucked up in groups and drilled into the mouths of the zombies behind.

In the blink of an eye, the mass grave was cleared.

"Master, when exploring the road today, there is still a Liu family cemetery thirty miles to the north......"

Yan Hong walked out of the darkness with an oil-paper umbrella, walked to He Cheng's side and stopped.

"It's not a rush"

He Cheng closed his eyes, waiting for the group of ghosts to be digested into experience, and thousands of experience points pushed the experience bar towards level 35.

"Is there a town down the hill?"

He Cheng opened his eyes and asked.

Yan Hong hesitated, not daring to deceive He Cheng, but also not wanting him to harm others.

"There's a small town, but there's not many people alive!"

"Can it be called Jiuquan Town?"

He was like a fortune teller, and told the answers in Yanhong's heart one by one.

“…… Yes"

"Lead the way"

Yan Hong accepted her fate, held an umbrella and walked ahead, why did she lead the way.

A zombie that feeds on blood will inevitably set off a bloody storm when it enters a town full of living people.

She persuaded herself in her heart that as a ghost, she didn't have to pretend to worry about people, and people were like wanting her life.

Until the big word "Jiuquan Town" appeared in front of He Cheng, he did not rush into the town, but stopped and watched.

Ah Xing, Xiao Yue.

The men and women who went up the mountain to summon spirits before were the two apprentices of Uncle Nine in "Bloody Clothes Conjuring".

It was with this speculation that he guessed to take a look, after all, there was not only the old enemy Lin Jiu in this town, but also a combination of zombies and vampires.

"Yan Hong, go in and have a look"

Using glamorous female ghosts as cannon fodder, He Cheng is definitely the only one in the world.

"It's the master"

Yan Hong lowered her eyebrows and nodded pleasantly, she also knew that there might be masters in the town, and if she was not careful, she might be scattered, but she still left.