Song Ying and Gu Chenchen went to the most mysterious place in the village, that is, the weird house in the mouth of the aunt. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I first passed, I didn't find anything suspicious, but the doors and windows were a little broken, the house was very small, the roof was made of straw, and the ground was too, only the innermost part was a little dirty, and I really couldn't see anything wrong here.

It seems that it is impossible to find anything during the day, and everything can only wait until the evening.

On the way back, Zhang Heng and the others went to the cemetery again, the cemetery that made Zhang Heng feel particularly embarrassed, after all, he sat there stupidly last night, with the induction of death, the soul here is no longer there, it is estimated that after the forest was purified, go back and report that the Wanqiao plan failed.

Now in this village, the only thing to solve is the head harvester in the straw house.

Zhang Heng and the others quietly waited for the arrival of the evening, and at the same time, they also gathered the whole village and gave them an ideological and political lesson, guiding them to earn money by their own labor, rather than taking the money of the dead.

After the sun sets, the village gradually becomes dark, but there is a lack of a death atmosphere, the previous village, always very quiet, dim, death charms seem to surround them all the time, all remind them to keep killing, killing, if he does not die, you can't live.

After staying in the evening, Zhang Heng and the others also started to act and went to the house according to the original route.

Before I arrived, I heard the roar of the machine, coming from the room where there was nothing, and the room was not lit, if it was a person, the room was so dark, how could you see it without turning on the lights.

Just curious, they didn't get close to the house, only Zhang Heng walked over, slowly moved to the window, looked in from the window, the black light blinded and couldn't see anything, just when Zhang Heng was about to open the door, a thing suddenly floated by, when Zhang Heng turned his head to look, the thing was gone, and it returned to the original darkness and the roar of the machine.

Zhang Heng put his head in, looked left and right, and only saw that the harvester in the room was starting, not only that, but there was also a black solid on the harvester, as if it had been dried on it.

After retracting his head, Zhang Heng went to the door of the house, and when he pushed the door open, there was a chirping sound.

Mixed with the roar of the machine, Zhang Heng quietly walked in, his spirit was extremely tense, and his hair was almost soaked with sweat.

Before coming to the house, they said that they would let Zhang Heng go in first, because only Zhang Heng and Han Qianxue were human beings among them, and they couldn't let Han Qianxue go in alone, so they could only pity Zhang Heng.

As soon as he walked in two steps, swish~, something suddenly floated by, so frightened that Zhang Heng had to take a step back, and finally mustered up the courage to take a step forward, but was scared back.

Zhang Heng swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rose and fell, and a drop of sweat slipped down.

Just as he was about to continue walking, a head suddenly appeared in front of him, only the head but no body, the eyes were all whites, there were blood on the forehead, and there were traces of red thread sewing at the junction of the neck and the head, so there were several red threads hanging down from the inside of the head, and they were also stained with blood, and the neck that had been cut off in half kept dripping blood.

As soon as Zhang Heng saw it, he covered his eyes and shouted out before he could react, and when he heard Zhang Heng's scream, Song Ying and the others hurriedly ran in.

When the head saw this group of people, he just wanted to move his head and float away, but he was dragged back by the invisible power of death, pulled his slightly long hair, and dragged him in front of Song Ying and Gu Chenchen.

Zhang Heng was so frightened that he squeezed out a few drops of tears, but this is normal, after all, he is just a human being, and any human being will not be calm when he sees such a terrifying picture.

If King Yang knew that Zhang Heng, who fought with him that day but did not lose his momentum at all, would become like this, it is estimated that he would withdraw his identity as a guardian angel without saying a word.

After all, the guardian angel is an important center in the third cross-border war, and without the full strength of the guardian angel, the possibility of the yang realm defeating the underworld is almost zero.

But obviously, Zhang Heng does not have the ability to protect the underworld now.

Feng ~ sounded, the lamp suddenly cooled down at some point, and then there were ghost heads with only heads and no bodies strung around, looking for a dark place.

Song Ying took out the Silver Moon Knife, pinpointed the place where he would go in a second, threw it out mercilessly, and fixed the human head to the wall with a knife, and he couldn't move.

The blood on his forehead sprayed on the wall, and he didn't notice it during the day, but at night he saw that the wall was so dirty, and there was dry blood everywhere.

Zhang Heng also buffered, and his frightened heart slowly calmed down, although he was slashed by the Silver Moon Knife, but the human head is also a ghost, so he will not die.

At the same time as the Silver Moon Knife returned by itself, the human head turned his head tremblingly, his eyes widened terribly, and his resentment soared instantly, but all of this was his own suffering, because his death was normal.

During the harvest, he accidentally strayed into the harvester and caused his body to be crushed, separated from his head, and after becoming a ghost, he sewed his body that had been shattered with thread, but when it was connected to the head, the body collapsed, after all, the body had been broken into pieces.

This led to an increase in his resentment, and he mutilated the living at night, dragging them to the harvester to crush them whenever someone came, so that others could also experience their own pain.

In fact, in the underworld, there is such a place for disabled and disabled ghosts, and the treatment is also very good, but some ghosts don't know what to do, and generally this kind of ghost has a lot of grievances.

He is unwilling to accept his fate, but fate is like this, as long as the time in the underworld reaches the age limit, you can choose a chance to reincarnate, good ghosts can be reincarnated to a good family, bad ghosts can also be reincarnated, but the place of reincarnation will not be very good.

In this way, in the face of all kinds of preferential treatment in the underworld, he still chose to mutilate life, so.

As soon as he turned his head, a chain flew over, wrapped around his head, and pulled him mercilessly.

Black and white impermanence has already come when his head is turned, and everyone will know the underworld and where to go when they die.

The pulled head struggled with the entangled chains, but even so, he still did not give up on escaping.

Hei Wuchang glanced at the ghost head, and said with a cold gaze: "Lord Morning Shadow, retire first"

This sentence was said by looking at the ghost head and Song Ying Gu Chenchen, as soon as these words came out, the black light under his feet flashed, and the black and white impermanence and the ghost head disappeared.

In the underworld......

"Entering the thirteen layers of hell, fate is the same, and those who violate it will never be able to transcend life" The voice of black impermanence and anger came from the underworld.

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After this incident, Zhang Heng and the others said goodbye to the villagers early in the morning.

Seeing that they couldn't go to the tour, they had to return to the supernatural studio and live the life of getting up early and returning late.