Woowoo...... Boom...... The female ghost was still crying miserably.

The huge village was empty tonight, and I don't know if the guards were really asleep, or if they had been ordered to withdraw on purpose.

Call...... The wind is blowing even harder! Blowing away all the dry branches and wood in the fire, his eyes looked through the fireworks, and he saw that a few meters away from Dong Sanli, there was a woman in animal skin clothes, the woman's face was covered with blood, her hair was messy, and she was dancing the gods.

"You...... Are you a human or a ghost? Dong Sanli involuntarily took half a step back, pointed at the female shaman and asked.

At this time, it is usually the authorities who are obsessed with bystanders, although Dong Sanli is famous, but he did bad things when he was young, and he inevitably lost his mind for a while.

Ma Chengfeng wondered in his heart, regardless of whether the female ghost was Xiao Cui'er or not, there was no one in the village now, wasn't it the best time to slip away?

No, this Halleng is a "money", it is impossible to let them go so easily, he will definitely not withdraw the guards! Did he want to let the old man go? Even if the old man is gone, what about himself? Five million ransom is a lot, isn't it?

But there is nothing in front of you except a female ghost, what is going on?

"Old man, something is wrong, don't be fooled, come back quickly!" Ma Chengfeng shouted.

But it was too late, and at the moment when he was stunned just now, when he looked up again, the old man actually walked towards the female ghost on the opposite side of the bonfire. The female ghost had stopped dancing, and she just stood in place, looking at Dong Sanli, with a weird smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ma Chengfeng couldn't stand by anymore, he rushed forward in one step, and threw out the seven-star blade towards the female ghost, the seven-star blade drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, circled around the bonfire for half a circle, and cut down on the female ghost's neck.

Just when the seven-star blade was about to cut the neck of the female ghost, suddenly, the figure of the female ghost disappeared, and the bonfire in front of him also disappeared, and in the sky, pieces of goose feather snow drifted down, and at the same time, the heavy snow formed a snow mist, instantly obscuring the sight of the two.

"Old man?" Ma Chengfeng caught the seven-star blade that flew back, and reached out to grab the old man's arm.

"Huh?" Dong Sanli rubbed his eyes, waking up from a dream. "I ...... What happened to me just now? ”

"You were blindfolded by a ghost! I broke her miasma! But now......" Ma Chengfeng stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, and the snowflakes melted immediately in the palm of his hand, but after they melted, what was left in the palm of his hand was a pool of blood.

"Cheng Feng, you go! This matter has nothing to do with you, take advantage of no one, run as far as you can, don't worry about me! "The old man has lived so old, he hasn't seen anything, anyway, it has come to such a point, he simply puts his heart sideways, he will always come, and he can't hide!

"What are you talking about, with me Ma Chengfeng alive, no matter if it's a human being or these ghosts, don't even want to touch a single hair of you!"

"Hey! Good boy! Good boy! If my ignorant grandson had half of you, I would be content! I Dong Sanli received your heart, but the bane I planted was only for me to swallow the bitter fruit! Go ahead and leave me alone! Dong Sanli insisted on facing it alone, as if he had looked down on life and death, and planned to return his old life to Xiao Cui'er today.

Ma Chengfeng can't resist him, but can he really leave him alone at this juncture, after all, the old man is the noble man of his life, and without him, he would not be where he is today! Ma Chengfeng jumped onto the tops of an old tree behind the cabin, hugged the trunk and looked down.

In front of the messy bonfire, silver-white snowflakes fell in pieces, and immediately turned into a pool of blood on the unextinguished charcoal fire, and a strong smell of blood filled the surroundings. Overhead, dark clouds were thick, the moonlight and stars were long gone, and the clouds were also stained red with blood.

"Cui'er, Xinzheng, the debt owed by Lao Tzu decades ago will be repaid to you today! Come on! Come on! If Lao Tzu resists, he will follow your surname! Dong Sanli spread out his arms, stood in place, and closed his eyes.

The northwest wind was blowing, and the snowflakes kept beating on his face, and the snowflakes were burned by his body temperature, and his vicissitudes of life were covered with blood, like a hideous demon.

"Hmph...... Hehe......" Suddenly, the old man actually opened his mouth to laugh, and the laughter was extremely unusual, as if he was not laughing at all, but ...... It's a woman's voice.

Ma Chengfeng tilted his head sideways, squinted his eyes and stared at the strange scene below, what kind of play should this be? Shamanic witchcraft is indeed worthy of its name, and there is nowhere to help.

The old man just stood in front of the bonfire and laughed, but there was no further radical action, which made Ma Chengfeng feel lucky, he felt that it didn't matter if the old man was evil or a ghost covered his eyes, as long as he lasted until dawn, it would be fine, right?

The idea is very good, Ma Chengfeng is holding his arm with one hand and grasping the trunk with the other, just like that. He hadn't slept for the past few days, his mind was in a state of high tension, and he rested on the branches for a while, and gradually became sleepy, and he was no longer aware of this closed eye.

"Hey...... Ha ha...... Haha...... "Faintly, he saw a young female shaman in his dream, the female shaman was wearing only a beast skin jacket, and her face was a hideous animal skin mask, and she stood in front of him and kept twisting her body, as if she was dancing the gods.

"Who? Who are you? You are...... Little Cui'er? Ma Chengfeng in the dream asked her.

Ma Chengfeng's physique is different from ordinary people, since he was a child, the yin qi in his body has been heavy, and he also has a pair of ghost pupils that have insight into heaven and earth, so he knows very well that his current situation is not in danger, and he is in a nightmare. But it is precisely because of this that Ma Chengfeng feels that this black witch shaman is really powerful, and she can actually invade his dream?

He has a seven-star blade on his body that is invincible to all evils, and ordinary demons don't dare to tighten up easily. This guy has gone far beyond imagination.

"Huh? Are you a human or a ghost? In the chaotic dream, Ma Chengfeng walked up to her step by step and asked.

The female ghost didn't answer, but still twisted her body and danced in a strange way.

"Hmph...... The road is quite deep, but it's a pity...... This is my world, no matter what kind of black or white witch you are, you can't control my dreams! You brought it on yourself! Lead me to a dream? Then don't regret it! Ma Chengfeng said with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Black Witch Shaman has a magic that can interpret people's minds by entering into the dreams of living people.

(End of chapter)