Because of the complex situation in China, most of the martial arts masters who responded to the Far East expedition this time were martial arts people in the Ming Dynasty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among them, there are good players from scattered backgrounds, as well as famous families such as Wudang and Kongtong. Of course, this kind of world-famous prosperity is indispensable to the extermination master who is bent on recovering Emei.

Hearing the report, the first impression in the exterminator's mind was: The residents of the village in front of him have ghosts in their hearts! Why else would you want to hide from the army?

Then the old nun's eyes were like a hundred-watt light bulb. These villagers are locals, maybe they have already colluded with the Dongying army, if I can find some clues, the first credit will go to my Emei!

Thinking of this, the exterminator couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately hugged Lin Daoyuan and said, "Lin Shaoxia...... No, Qi Qi Dashuai, the situation ahead is weird, the poor nun is willing to lead his disciples to explore the way first, please give the order! ”

Wudang and Emei have always been good friends, although Ji Xiaofu and Yin Liting were unhappy, Song Yuanqiao didn't want to have any accidents with Emei, who was watching and helping Wudang.

"Mrs. Shi, Lin Shaoxia just now...... The marshal said that Dongying is quite evil here, and I am afraid that there are demons to haunt him. Or will we wait for ...... together?"

"No need!"

Exterminator Taiyi waved his hand to interrupt Song Yuanqiao: "Song Daxia's kindness is understood, but I have never seen anything strange in my extermination for many years, so how can I be afraid of ghosts and gods." Even if there is really any monster that dares to be presumptuous, let it taste the power of my Heavenly Sword! ”

The iron-hearted exterminator finally rushed to the village with twenty outstanding disciples, and sneered at Song Yuanqiao and the others who were still hesitant.

Lin Daoyuan did not hinder this, how could the reckless and unruly character of the rivers and lakes be changed in a short time? A while ago, they obediently obeyed the orders of special training, because they knew that these trainings were beneficial and could greatly improve their chances of survival on the battlefield.

So instead of forcibly suppressing the bad guys, it is better to let them hit their heads and bleed, and they will naturally be obedient if they suffer losses.

It is said that the exterminator Tai rushed to the village with twenty elite disciples first.

It was noon, and it was lunch time. During the Warring States Period, Japan's grain industry was underdeveloped, and a large number of young laborers did not work in agriculture due to years of war, and various natural and man-made disasters often caused famines. There is also an army forcibly requisitioning rice, and it is not easy to eat rice.

Therefore, most people only eat two meals a day, eat a full meal in the morning and work well, eat one meal at noon until dark and rest early, and wake up to the next morning.

Therefore, for Dongying people at this time, the time to eat every day is the happiest moment. But now, there is not a single person in this area where only a few hundred families live!

The empty streets are lined with pavings, the cold winter wind whipped up dust and swirled past the body, and the framed windows and half-open doors clanged like ghosts knocking on the door......

Inexplicably, there seemed to be a cold gaze secretly hidden in the dark, and a dull and dead panic enveloped the heart, and the heart was pounding and beating violently.

Suddenly! There was a cold touch from the back, smooth and greasy and disgusting, that feeling, like a dead man's oil-stained cold palm touching behind his back!

"Ah~! There are ghosts! ”

High-decibel screams resounded through the village, and the Emei woman at the end of the crowd closed her eyes tightly, screaming loudly and slashing around with her long sword in her hand.

The swordsmanship of the "chaotic cloak" in one hand danced without leakage, and the ink did not enter, even if the ancestor was resurrected, he could only sigh to himself. She was shaking like chaff, more excited than having rabies, and those who didn't know thought she had epilepsy!

Senior Sister Jingxu, who was not far from her, wanted to rush up to investigate, but she was afraid of being accidentally injured by that "high-profound" swordsmanship, so she had to retreat five or six meters away and shouted: "Huilin, what's wrong with you?" Hui Lin! ”

"Ah~~! I'm going to die, senior sister, I'm going to die! I've been caught by a ghost! ”

The little nun cried and cried, screaming and stabbing behind her back, and the whole person turned like a spinning top. But in fact, there was nothing behind her, if it weren't for the fact that the sisters present knew that Hui Lin was a good child, I was afraid that she would still think she was playing a prank.

The little nun turned a little dizzy, and couldn't help but shout: "Enough! What kind of system does crying and crying become in front of the public, if people from other sects see me, how can I have a face? Stop me! ”

It's like pressing the pause button on the fast-forward screen, and the little nun Hui Lin stopped suddenly, only the delicate body that was still trembling told her inner fear.

Extinction took three steps and made two steps to approach, reached out and groped twice behind the little nun Hui Lin, and when the hand was withdrawn, there was a tuft of long black hair full of greasy in the palm of his hand.

Hui Lin's little nun looks beautiful, not to mention extremely beautiful, but also belongs to the cute and well-behaved type. The jet-black hair is as smooth as a waterfall, and it is difficult for the True Qi Protector to be contaminated with so much oil. So, where did this tuft of hair come from? Could it be the local women's hair that drifts in the wind?

The exterminator silently withdrew his palm and tucked his hair away, his confidence, which was almost conceited, began to waver. Monster......

"Okay, you are all martial arts practitioners, and you are still afraid of ghosts like ordinary people. If something really happens, I'm a master here. However, this place is quite weird, so be careful of those Dongying people who are secretly making trouble. Keep up with me and don't fall behind. ”

After a short break, the Emei faction set off again, this time everyone focused on staying vigilant. In groups of five and twenty people, they entered the houses on both sides and searched the village one by one.

No, no, there is no such thing. searched seven or eight houses in a row, but the women of Emei did not find any trace. The tea is still steaming, but what about people? Hell no!

Hui Lin and Senior Sister looked at each other quietly, and they could see the panic in each other's eyes. However, the master's order could not be disobeyed, and he had to step into the lower house in fear.

It was an ordinary house, and the owners of the house were supposed to be a young couple. The house was well organized, with cosmetics on the wooden dresser at the head of the bed, and three or two strands of hair attached to it on a wooden comb.

The wooden comb immediately attracted the attention of Hui Lin's little nun, and when she saw the hair, she remembered the shameful scene before.

Seeing that the senior sisters didn't care, the little nun Hui Lin quietly made a cute face at the wooden comb in protest. Just about to turn his head, he suddenly stopped.

I saw two strands of hair on the wooden comb scattered and spread on the table, and the long black hair extended outward along the wooden table and fell to the ground. But after falling 20 centimeters, the hair turned in a "U" shape and went upward, extending to the dark place where the beams could not be seen.

With so long hair, could it be that I found a clue to the disappearance of the villagers? Now the master won't punish me for copying scriptures!

Hui Lin's little nun rushed to the dresser, tilted her head, picked up her black hair, and pulled it down, once, twice, three times...... Ten strokes, twenty strokes......

Hair is like an infinite rope that can't be pulled to the end. Hui Lin's originally excited expression had already been covered by a miserable white face, and she didn't dare to continue after counting to twenty-three times.

No, no, no, no, no, I must have miscounted, how can there be hair that can't be pulled to the end. It must be an illusion, I don't play anymore, senior sister, I want to go home!

Hui Lin's little nun rolled her throat twice and made a gurgling sound of swallowing, and she didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something else, a gust of cold wind entered through the gap in her collar, and her delicate body couldn't stop shaking.

At this moment when her body was shaking, there was a straightening feeling from the hair that couldn't be pulled to the end, and Hui Lin instinctively looked up. A bloody long-haired woman's head hangs from the beam! (To be continued.) )