I looked back, but I didn't notice that the fat man was staring at him.

The sloppy Taoist priest said: "Fat people have always been timid. This time it is estimated that it is another bluff. Let's move on. "

The fat man said dissatisfiedly: "Am I timid? I've been to the underworld even if I'm timid. What are you doing? Then, he triumphantly said, "I have a large part of the credit for breaking the curse." Speaking of which, I'm still your savior. "

The sloppy Taoist priest refused to admit his account: "Who knows if you have contributed to the Dao?" After Bacheng went down to the underworld, he found a corner to hide. When others are done, you will start stealing the fruits of the revolution. "

The voice of the sloppy Taoist priest and the fat man was very small. But we still let them whisper. Because, that murmur is already close at hand.

If this is a small village. We've made it to the head of the village. Because there was no road ahead, it was replaced by a mud wall.

And the voice of the voice was behind the wall.

Wushuang pointed to a small courtyard next to him and said, "Look here." This yard is only half repaired. "

I walked over and looked, and the small courtyard was next to the mud wall, and it was indeed only half exposed.

My heart moved, and I reached out and picked at the dirt on the mud wall. The mud fell off, revealing a trail of green bricks. These bricks are about to rot. But it's clear that it's part of this small compound.

Wushuang blurted out: "The small courtyard is buried in the soil? "

I made up my mind, thought for a moment, and said, "I guess, this is a village. And then it was buried in the ground. "

The fat man came over: "Bury half and leave half?" "

I shook my head: "Obviously, this half of our walk was dug up by someone." I pointed to the mud wall: "The remaining half is still buried in the earth." "

The thin man also nodded: "No wonder there are incense candles and paper money at the bottom of the well, it seems that some people come here from time to time." Then dig forward slowly. However, they are so good, what are they digging these things for? "

I rubbed my temples and said with a headache: "Maybe it's the descendants of this village who want to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors." "

The thin man shook his head: "This village is very poor, and there is nothing of value. Recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's ancestors is just a beautiful sentence, and no one will go to great lengths to dig these things down for such a sentence. What's more, if you want to show filial piety, you should dig it with great fanfare. But looking at their momentum, it is obvious that it was carried out in secret. "

When the thin man said this, I suddenly thought of something, and then blurted out: "There is a treasure in the village?" "

The thin man nodded: "There is probably something important." That's why someone is digging in secret. "

I talked to the thin man lively, but the fat man didn't have the heart to listen. He kept urging: "People dig the village and don't care about our business, where is the abbot?" Get him out, let's get out of here. "

I listened with my ears sideways. Behind the mud wall of the sound of the voice. If this voice belonged to the abbot, how did he get behind the wall?

I reached out against the mud wall and pushed hard. I don't think the mud walls are too thick. I can even make it shake twice.

The thin man stopped me: "Don't push. The abbot is human. If he is behind the wall, there must be a passage. If there is no passage, it means that there is a ghost behind it. We're not going to join in the fun today. "

I nodded, "Makes sense." "

The thin man commanded everyone: "Look for it, see if there are any caves around you that can lead behind the wall." "

We went around in pairs. Finally discovered. There was also a door on the wall of the small courtyard just now.

The thin man held the candle and said, "It seems that the abbot entered from here." "

Then he put the candle in and tried to tempt it. However, the candle suddenly went out. We were plunged into darkness.

It is human nature to chase the light. Plunging into the darkness, we all panicked.

The thin man scrambled to take out the lighter. There was a crackling and chaotic press, and I saw the sparks emerging outward, but they couldn't catch fire.

At this time, I suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing out of the small door. Years of experience have taught me that there is something in it, and that he is going to rush out.

I didn't want to think about it yet, but with feeling, I stretched out the peachwood sword.

Then, with a soft sound, the peachwood sword seemed to be pierced on some metal. The shock made my right hand tingle. However, I also blocked the contents inside.

He let out an unwilling roar and continued to rush outside.

The people around them all sensed that something was wrong, and rushed forward with their peachwood swords. Except for the thin man, who was still tinkering with his lighter, the rest of us worked together and were locked up by the small door.

After a while, I don't know if the things in the road have finally been given up or what's going on. He slowly stepped back. Calm returned to the surroundings.

It also happened that at this time, the thin man's lighter was finally lit.

We raised our hands to block out the glare of the fire. Then he asked the thin man, "What's the matter?" What's in there? "

The thin man held the candle, looked inside, and said suspiciously, "It seems that there is nothing." "

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly felt a great force hit my peachwood sword. I involuntarily took two steps back.

Then I saw a hand sticking out of the door. In the light of the candle, the hand was white, soft, and moist, and looked healthy. The only strange thing is that all five fingers have long nails on them, which grow out and are barbed back like eagle talons. Every nail is flushed red, and it makes people shudder to look at it.

When I saw this hand, I was about to say something to remind the thin man. But by this time it had already moved. The hand quickly stretched out and plunged into the thin man's chest.

The thin man was looking inside with a candle, but he couldn't guard against it at all. He screamed and staggered forward, throwing his upper body into the door.

The candle in the thin man's hand fell to the ground, and the flame dimmed and burned again. It's just that the fire is below, and the people are above. Our shadows are more scattered.

At this time, we heard a miserable voice inside: "Taoist priest." Then there was a sneer. The laughter was so cold and gloomy that we got goosebumps when we heard it.

At this time, the situation is critical, and I can't care about being afraid. I rushed forward with my peachwood sword, grabbed the thin man by the collar with my left hand, and pulled him out with all my might. Holding the peachwood sword in his right hand, he slashed it towards that hand with all his might.

At this time, a voice sounded: "And the Taoist priest?" Not bad, not bad. Then I saw another hand come towards me.

I didn't dare to slack off, so I looked at the man's palm and stabbed it with a peachwood sword.

The hand was clearly afraid of my peachwood sword, and he jerked back. At this moment, a face flashed through the small door.

The face was a little fat, and the forehead, nose, and other places were extremely pale. There was not a single trace of blood in sight. But his lips and cheeks were bright red. It's red like it's dripping blood.

I suddenly saw such a monster, and my scalp tingled with fright.

The small door was narrow, allowing only two people to enter. The skinny man was dragged halfway in, and I blocked the other half again. Wushuang shouted in the back: "Xu You, how is the situation in front?" "

I replied, "Not well." Then I reached out and grabbed the skinny man by the collar and pulled it back hard.

With such a tug, another person was dragged out.

This man looks exactly like the one he just had. The two of them stood on either side of the small door like door gods, one on each side. Then they both reached out. One grabbed the skinny man. The other one came to get me.

My peachwood sword slashed at them with all its might, their hands dodging back and forth, and more often than not, blocking my sword with their bodies.

I found that they were wearing something like armor, and it was extremely hard. The peachwood sword slashed at it, and a spark appeared. It's simply invulnerable.

I slashed twice like this, and without paying attention, I was caught by his hand. Long nails reached into my chest.

It hurts, as if a thousand little bugs have come in. Immediately afterward, I felt like my whole body was out of strength. It's so soft that you can't even lift a peachwood sword.

I tried to call for help, but I only let out one or two hoarse screams, and I didn't have the strength to say the whole thing.

Suddenly, I tilted my neck and saw a thin man hanging limply on that hand. He had fallen into a coma.

Wushuang had clearly noticed that something was wrong with the two of us. He grabbed the two of us by the clothes and pulled them back hard.

The two monsters glanced at each other and smiled miserably: "And? "

Then they strained hard. The two of us were quickly dragged through the small door.

I fell to the ground, feeling empty and smelling of blood.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and Wushuang rushed in with a candle in one hand and a peachwood sword in the other.

Then I felt a dozen shadows next to me pounce on her, and the sound of ping-pong and peachwood swords standing on those monsters rang out.

The two monsters who were holding me and the thin man let go. They also went to besiege Mushuang.

The shadow of the sword is scattered, and the figure of the person is scattered. Musou is no match for these monsters at all. Immediately in distress.

Fortunately, the fat man and the sloppy Taoist priest rushed in. These two people are like tigers descending from the mountain, and their swordsmanship is not necessarily very skillful, but they slash and slash from side to side, taking the palms of those monsters. neck, cut off a lot.

The blood was pouring out wantonly, and I felt a little sick to my stomach.

By the light of the fire, I suddenly saw the abbot. He sat on the ground against the wall. It's like losing consciousness. And on his body, it was like being covered with a layer of something.

Wushuang suddenly shouted: "Fatty, sloppy Taoist, you two hurry up and save people." "

Then, I felt someone grab my arm and drag me out.

Luckily, these monsters are exposed on the outside of their clothes, and a slight stab from the peachwood sword can seriously injure them, otherwise, we wouldn't even have a chance to escape today.