Chapter 638: Killer Ghost Sting
"We'll rest here tonight, and we'll go to the next village tomorrow morning to have a look, and if there's a cup in the decoction, I'll check it out as soon as possible." Singh said.
"Oh, how did you find out this cup?" asked Zhang Yu curiously.
"Of course, use a special method......" Singh said with a smile, seeing that Zhang Yu was very curious, and when he explained his method, Zhang Yu suddenly realized.
As long as it is a cup, it will secrete a peculiar mucus that will paralyze the nerves and immune system of the person in the cup, so that they cannot feel the presence of foreign bodies. And this mucus has become the easiest way to check if the cup is present.
Singh carried with him a bottle of potion that he had been researching for so many years.
As long as you get the potion, take a drop, and if there are cups in the decoction, those cups will turn white all over the body, which is particularly conspicuous.
Knowing this, Zhang Yu was secretly surprised, he couldn't imagine that this potion was so magical.
"This is the result of more than 30 years of research, but unfortunately my family ...... Alas!" Singh sighed.
Zhang Yu didn't know how to comfort him, at this time Moto arranged all the rooms, just on the bamboo floor, the climate here is relatively hot, most people like to sleep on the floor, Zhang Yu is not in the mood to sleep, sit up and meditate.
As the night wore on, the crickets in the grass were screaming desperately, and the occasional snake could be heard.
There are many snakes here, and occasionally snakes will get into the blanket and be bitten when they turn over, and there are not a few people who are bitten to death by poisonous snakes every year for this reason.
Tonight, dark clouds covered the moon, and it was dark all around, it was the night of the murder of the wind and the moon, and not far from the village, a dark figure stood quietly.
He is the killer ghost thorn, specializing in killing cultivators, he is haunted, and no one has seen his true face. If Zhang Yu saw him, he would definitely be surprised, because this person exuded black qi and resentment all over his body.
He lifted his toes off the ground, floating silently in mid-air, like a ghost.
"Hee-hee, I found it!" he suddenly spoke, his voice like a mixture of men and women, which was very strange.
He looked around, frowned and muttered, "Why aren't there any cute children around?"
The ghost thorn raised his hands, and the black qi emitted into a silk state, and instantly flew out in all directions, burrowing into the surrounding soil, and in less than a moment, several ghosts appeared silently.
In fact, this is the national condition of YD country, the dead are carried to the Ganges River, set up firewood and burn it to ashes, of course, there are still poor people who can't even draw out the firewood money to burn the corpse, so they have to wrap a bamboo mat and bury it in the soil.
After those ghosts came out, they were dragged by the black silk and were instantly sucked into the body of the ghost thorn.
"Cool!" Ghost Thorn raised his head, his face was happy, and he quietly floated away from the bamboo building where Zhang Yu and the others lived.
As soon as I walked into the village, I met a few men who had just finished drinking, but they were walking at night, and everyone knew what urine sex the man in YD was, and under the hazy eyes, I saw a man in black coming over.
"Haha, a woman!" said a man holding a bottle of wine and rolling his eyes when he drank it.
"Where are the women, and the brothers are around. A man next to him said deadly, and several men blocked the way of the ghost stinger crookedly.
As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die!
After the men stopped the ghost sting, they were full of foul language and reached out to pull it. It is estimated that it is too dark, and those men have drunk too much, and they don't care about thirty-seven twenty-one.
"You grab her hands, I'll get on the ...... first," a male YD said with a smile as he took off his pants.
"Die!" the ghost's piercing eyes burst into anger, and he shouted.
He suddenly opened his arms, and countless ghosts flew out of his body with rotten faces, bare gums, and ragged clothes.
The wind was miserable, and when they saw the ghosts flying around, especially one of them was a relative buried by their own hands, the drinking men were a little frightened and ran away, and some of them had weak legs, and the wine woke up in a fright, full of cold sweat.
"Hell!" I don't know who roared, and half the village of chickens and dogs woke up.
"Ding Dong!Didi Ghost Hunting Tips: S-Class Mission, Location: Outskirts of the Village, Distance: 449 meters. The sound of the system sounded in his head without warning, and Zhang Yu opened his eyes suddenly and stood up.
"What's wrong?" it may be that Zhang Yu was moving too much, and Singh also woke up, he raised his head and asked.
"It's okay!" Zhang Yu said with a frown.
At this moment, there was a sudden and fierce knock on the door, and several people shouted: "Master Moto, come and take a look, someone is dead." ”
Moto rolled over and hurriedly got up, opened the door and said, "What the hell is going on?
"Dead, how many people died at the entrance of the village......" The visitor was obviously frightened, and said with a pale face.
"Let's go and see. "Moto was just about to leave.
"Wait!" Zhang Yu stopped him.
"Is there something wrong with Young Master Yadu?" Moto couldn't help but ask respectfully when he saw that it was Zhang Yu.
"Let's go and have a look!" Zhang Yu said, and at this time Singh walked out and nodded slightly at Moto.
A group of people walked over with torches, one foot high and one foot short, and there was no light here at night, which made Zhang Yu feel back to the feeling of being in the countryside when he was a child.
After walking for a few minutes, I saw a group of villagers gathering around with torches, and I didn't know what was being discussed.
Several people hurriedly walked over, and when they saw Moto coming, the villagers respectfully got out of the way, Moto was very authoritative in this village, and it could be seen from here.
When they got closer, they couldn't help but be stunned, only to see a few men lying on the ground, their eyes were wide, as if they saw something terrifying, Zhang Yu was the most experienced, and he could see at a glance that these people were scared to death.
"What's going on?" asked Moto angrily.
"A few of them came here today for Mitola's wedding, and when they got drunk, they went back on their own. It was only a moment after they knew that half of the village was shouting frantically, and everyone rushed out to find that they were dead. A villager next to him said with a wince.
Yin and Yang Pupil Technique, Zhang Yu's eyes flashed, and he looked around, although he was dissipated by a lot of black gas, but the black gas in the air was still strong.
"There are indeed ghosts, these people suck up the yang energy and die. Singh is also a master in this area, he glanced at it and whispered to Zhang Yu.
"Let's go back!" Zhang Yu nodded in agreement, and Singh glanced at Moto and turned to leave with Zhang Yu.
"Wrap them all in mats, and may they enter the Buddha kingdom as soon as possible. Moto said loudly, "It's nothing for a dead person to be here, maybe you can be reincarnated and a good person." A few of the brave villagers gathered the remains, and the others went back.
"How can there be ghosts here?" Singh was puzzled as he walked back.
A wizard like him, who often deals with ghosts, is the most sensitive to ghosts, and ghosts generally do not attack humans easily, and even if they do, they are at most seriously ill, and it is only a few months before they die.
This matter is too strange tonight, not to mention him, even Zhang Yu is very puzzled. On the way back, he walked and looked with yin and yang eyes, and the black and white world was so clear, every flower and grass, every stone and tree was clear.
"Maybe we'll know the answer later......" Zhang Yu said suddenly, because the courtyard where they lived just now was full of black air.