As a clear fragrance spread from my mouth to my internal organs, I trembled all over, and suddenly an incomparably powerful force rushed out from the depths of my body.

Sister Tao still looked at me, as if she wanted me to continue eating.

Damn it! This is not easy to fool! I gritted my teeth, picked two more, and ate them in a few bites, this time there seemed to be a volcanic eruption inside my body......

The reason that still exists in my brain tells me that I must control it this time! But ten seconds later, my so-called sanity collapsed.

I walked out of the bamboo forest with Sister Tao in my arms, and when I saw the men and women who were fighting hard in pairs, I felt that my blood was collapsing, grandma's! It's a big deal to be a merry ghost and die on a beautiful woman like Sister Tao, it's worth dying!

I thought so at that moment.

Sister Tao understands the psychology of men very well, and this time she took the initiative to help me take off my coat, but after seeing the black jade on my neck, her face changed suddenly:

"Little evil, you ...... You'd better take that thing off! Sister Tao pointed to the black jade around my neck.

I didn't listen to her this time, and pretended to be embarrassed: "Sister Tao, this jade is a talisman promised by my grandmother, and I can't pick it off...... I'll just turn him to the back......"

As I spoke, I turned the black jade to my back.

Sister Tao's face became ugly: "You don't want to listen to your sister-don't you like your sister anymore?" Said and made a very charming and seductive action.

I was trembling all over, the bath fire in my body had burned violently, but I still had a trace of sobriety, and I secretly warned myself that I couldn't take off the black jade this time no matter what.

The two of them fought with each other a few times, and Sister Tao's face had become ugly, and even her eyes were full of fierce light.

The fire in my heart made me very uncomfortable, and I had to recite the mantra several times before I felt a little better. It turns out that what Lao Li said is true, this village owner has a big problem!

Maybe Sister Tao saw that I wouldn't take off the black jade this time, sighed, and her face recovered a little: "Sister doesn't force you to ......" As she spoke, she turned around and walked into the crowd of scuffles.

I can barely control myself, and I want to rush up and pick up a random one, and then vent the flood beast in my body, but reason tells me that this must not be the case - this is a conspiracy!

I took another deep breath, recited the heart mantra a few more times, and then forcibly controlled my disobedient body and turned around and walked towards the stockade.

I remembered that I had returned the same way, and that this was the only way in the bamboo forest, but after walking for a few minutes, I suddenly noticed that the scene around me had changed.

it! What's the situation? Although I walked out of the bamboo forest, I did not return to the village. In an instant, I was in a cold sweat, and it was obvious that I was on the wrong track. But...... But how is this possible?

I was terrified because I felt that there was no possibility of going the wrong way.

The reason is simple, you can go from point A to point B along the path without a fork in the road, and then go back the same way, and you should be able to go from point B to point A along the path without a fork, but the incredible thing is that I am sure you went back the same way, but you didn't go back to point A.

Is this another ghost hitting the wall?

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and take a closer look around.

When I looked closely, I was even more frightened, this was actually a cemetery, there were five or six hundred large and small graves, and looking at the color of the graves, these graves had existed for many years.

I don't know why, but when I saw the large cemetery in front of me, I thought of the graves in the western suburbs of the ancient burial village.

Since I can remember, I have heard that there are many graves in the western suburbs of the village, and I have asked the old people in the village whose graves they belong to, but none of them know, that is, although these graves are in the western suburbs of our village, they may not be from our village.

There are also so many graves here, and it should not be a yin grave, because I heard Tuoba Zhenye and Sister Tao say that after the death of the people in this village, they will be buried in the sky, and there will be no piling up of graves.

Since it is not from the Yin Tomb, who is buried in it?

All of a sudden, I felt hairy!

Outsiders should not be able to come to Longyin Valley, let alone bury the dead in the valley, it can basically be ruled out that people from outside the valley are buried, is it ...... Could it be that there are other villages or villages in this valley besides the Yin Tomb Village?

I thought of the name Tomb of the Underworld again.

The name of the ancient burial mound village is also very strange, it is said that the name is derived from the ancient burial mound in the west of the village, could it be that the name Yin Tomb Village is derived from these tombs?

As I walked forward, I saw a large grave piled up not far from the cemetery. This tomb is obviously different from other tombs, first of all, it is obviously larger than other tombs, and the soil color is slightly different, obviously newer, and then carefully compared, this tomb is slightly newer.

The biggest difference is that there is a jet-black stone monument on one side of the tomb.

At this time, I had crossed the threshold of fear in my heart, and all my fear turned into curiosity, so I walked to the stone tablet.

First of all, I saw a column of big characters standing on the stele: Li Zhiming's tomb. There is also a column of small words next to it: The monument was erected on the 13th day of August in the year of Wuchen.

The year of Wuchen? I generally understand the method of calculating the year of the sexagenary branch, sixty years is a Jiazi, and this year is the Gengchen year—the most recent Wuchen year should be exactly 12 years ago. Coincidentally, today is August 11, and the day after tomorrow is August 13.

What a coincidence! The day after tomorrow, this person named Li Zhiming happened to have been dead for twelve years.

Who is Li Zhiming? I think it's the first time I've heard this name, so I didn't think much of it.

Seeing the graves all around, although it was daytime, there was obviously a yin aura around me, which made me unconsciously shrink my neck. This place is so creepy, let's get out of here! With that in mind, I hurried back the way I came.

After walking for a few more minutes, I heard the sound of men and women loving each other.

I scolded my mother, this is back to the place where the corpse was raised just now!

I crept out of the bamboo forest and leaned out of half of my body—and sure enough, I saw another blood-wrenching scene.

What's the situation? I quickly retracted.

At this time, I calmed down and knew that someone had tampered with this road.

I remember the last time I met the locust tree spirit, I was trapped by a ghost hitting the wall, and the scene at that time was somewhat similar to what I encountered today, I bit the tip of my tongue and spit violently - plus the last bubble of "macho urine" to break the magic barrier.

Thinking of this, I was stunned and turned around again.

This time, instead of rushing forward, I made a mark on the bamboo pole on the side, spit every few meters, and then made a mark on the bamboo on the side......