After all, Qi Zihuan still did not enter Huangshan Village alone, but brought Comrade Xiao Ming, who was loyal to the dog.

It's not that he was scared, he was shocked by Aunt Mei a few times, but he looked away from the ghost.

Hell, I'm used to seeing it.

He didn't explain much to Xiao Ming, he just said that he needed to take some materials for an experiment, and someone had to help carry things.

Then he threw Xiao Ming a huge hiking bag.

The kind from the top of the head to the knees.

It is said that the world's top travelers use this bag, and they can stuff all their belongings into it after various storages.

Xiao Ming didn't have any belongings, carrying an empty bag on his back, and followed behind Qi Zihuan.

"Master Qi, what did you mean by the waterhole you told the female ghost last time?"

"Oh, I don't know what it looks like every time you see the female ghost in blue, I've seen her wet a few times." Qi Zihuan opened his mouth to talk nonsense, "Seeing that she is neatly dressed, it doesn't look like she died suddenly in the bath, so I suspect that she is a drowning ghost." ”

"Then why a waterhole? Can't you drown in the sea? ”

"You still have to read more books, and you have nothing to do with local history. Huangshan Village, as well as the village where the accident occurred recently, are not near the sea, and there is no other water source nearby except for a black water pool. I said it casually, just to trick her. ”

"Then why do you think the female ghost has such a big reaction?"

"This female ghost can affect so many people in a short period of time, which shows that she is extremely resentful, and there must have been some great grievances in her. We came to Huangshan Village this time to see if we could figure out the reason. ”

"Uh-oh." Xiao Ming was simple-minded and accepted Qi Zihuan's rhetoric in its entirety.

After a while, Xiao Ming asked again: "Also, why ......?"

"You're not done! Are you the new version of 100,000 why! I'm telling you, talking is very exhausting, and if you talk too much, you will come to the ghost, and I won't save you! ”

"One last question. I'm really curious! ”

"Say it."

"You made me carry such a big bag, didn't you make me carry a corpse?"

Qi Zihuan was shocked by Xiao Ming's imagination and teased him playfully: "The corpses are generally packed in suitcases, the kind with wheels." And in my experience, if you want to put the body in the suitcase, you first have to dispose of it while it's hot, that is, when you're just dead, otherwise you can't do anything when the body stiffens. Then, you'll need to break all the joints of the corpse's limbs so that you can fold your hands and feet backwards. ”

Xiao Ming stopped and looked at Qi Zihuan with wide eyes.

"Okay, kidding." The corners of Qi Zihuan's mouth curled, and he said, "Don't worry, it's definitely a good thing for you to carry it." ”

……

Huangshan Village is located at the foot of the mountain, there were originally dozens of families, but it has been abandoned for many years, and many courtyard doors have collapsed, leaving only ruins and weeds as companions.

There were no birds, no insects, and there was an eerie silence in the village.

Not even a hint of wind, the trees and weeds shriggled lifelessly.

The two of them cautiously walked towards the village, Qi Zihuan took out the peachwood sword from the atlas early, and handed the Zhaori Tower to Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming looked at the small and quaint wooden pagoda and asked, "Master, how should I use this treasure?" ”

"Does Qiantang Guan Li Jing know?"

"Who's that?"

"King Tota Lee! Haven't you read Journey to the West? ”

"Oh, yes, yes."

"When you encounter a ghost, you can follow his example, hold the tower, and stand up with momentum. Rest assured, this tower wards off evil spirits. ”

While the two were talking, they came to the door of the ancestral hall in the center of the village.

Qi Zihuan stabbed open the vermilion wooden door with the tip of his sword, took off the big backpack from behind Xiao Ming, and instructed him to guard the door, and then slowly walked in step by step.

Huangshan Village is a small village, so the ancestral hall is not large.

There is only one hall in the whole ancestral hall, and in the middle is a long table with many tablets enshrined on it, which are full of cobwebs and dust.

Some of them may have been lost or removed by later generations, and there are many vacancies in the rows of tablets, and there are roughly more than twenty left.

And the first one in the middle is the "Bumen Chu Clan's Spiritual Seat of Beauty".

It is said that people are ugly and weird, you are all beautiful, why do you come out to make trouble.

Qi Zihuan relied on complaining to distract himself, because there were many uncles and aunts around him.

Dead uncle and aunt.

Even though he was a little used to seeing hell, it was still visually striking to have so many lifeless faces turn around and look at him together.

He held the peachwood sword horizontally in front of him, carefully avoiding the villagers, and slowly walked towards the table.

As he walked, he opened the mouth of the backpack, and when he was about to walk, he suddenly sped up and threw himself in front of the table, leaned sideways, and quickly swept the tablet on the table into the backpack with one hand, and danced the wooden sword with the other hand.

The demons boiled.

The ghosts, who had originally looked bitter, all became hideous and vicious as the tablets were taken, and pounced from all sides.

When the peachwood sword swept these disembodied ghosts, it would burn out bursts of green smoke, and the injured ghosts would also let out a terrible scream. But even so, the ghosts still completely ignored the pain, only advanced and did not retreat, and frantically attacked Qi Zihuan with sharp claws and fangs.

However, the sharp teeth pierced through Qi Zihuan without hindrance when they touched it.

Without the entity, there is no contact.

The experience he summed up from Aunt Mei a few days ago is the biggest reliance on his daring to steal the tablet.

Even so, he found that the part that the ghost had passed through felt a biting chill every time, and at the same time, his spirit was depleted at an extremely fast rate.

It didn't take long for him to feel unusually tired, sleepy, and even a little dazed.

Almost unconscious, he finally finished the last tablet, then turned around and roared, raising his peachwood sword and slashing three times in the direction of the doorway, slashing a brief void in this direction.

Holding his backpack, he slammed out the door.

At this time, Xiao Ming was holding the wooden tower, standing at the door with his head held high and his back straight.

A young ghost with five holes bleeding stuck in front of him and bared his teeth at him.

Xiao Ming remembered to instruct, and let the cold sweat in his brain keep flowing down with fright, but he still didn't move.

Then he heard a loud roar in the ancestral hall, and Qi Zihuan rushed out, followed by a large group of powerful ghosts.

He was shocked by the spectacular scene in front of him, when he saw Qi Zihuan stuff his backpack into his arms, took the wooden tower away, and shouted at him: "Go!" ”

Then, all the ghosts rushed at him.

Xiao Ming collapsed in an instant, and he didn't even have time to be confused, so he turned around and ran.

Qi Zihuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat down weakly against the wall.

He looked at the figure that had disappeared from the dust, as well as the group of old and young men and women behind him, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

He had to applaud this indomitable life!

"Run! Forrest Gump, run! ”