When the time came, a group of ghosts swarmed up, first through confusion and control of a person who is usually sleepwalking to light a fire, the flame burned majestically, and then the other ghosts pressed the bed one by one to let these sleeping people in a waking state, watching their bodies being burned to death little by little, and their burned souls were also devoured by ghosts, in order to prolong the survival time of these ghosts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In this way, a fire buried the entire village, and there was not a sound in the whole fire, only the raging fire kept burning, burning the hatred of these ghosts and the hope of survival.

After the fire burned all the houses in the village, there was no place for the spirits to hide, and when the sun rose the next day, the ghosts were gone.

And in the process of this fire, Fang Xin and the three of them walked towards the place where the clothes were stored in the village, and on the way, from time to time, they saw people who were burned by the fire, but not dead, these villagers were not dead, but their feelings about their bodies were completely covered by the ghost press, so they could only watch their bodies being burned to ashes.

But the good thing is that they don't have to suffer because they don't feel physical pain at all, and when they die, their souls will be devoured by the evil spirits that possess them.

While looking at this human tragedy, Fang Xin and the three of them calmly rummaged through the cabinets in each house, looking for clothes suitable for them to wear.

After a while, Fang Xin and the three of them found three simple linen clothes and three pairs of straw sandals to wear on their bodies.

And just when Fang Xin and the three of them were looking for clothes, an evil ghost finally discovered the existence of the three of them, as for why it took so long to find out.

Ghosts and the like are very sensitive to living creatures, but they don't care much about dead things and the like, and Fang Xin and the three are not living creatures to some extent, they are dead things.

I saw a fierce and vicious, bloody ghost rushing towards Fang Xin and the three of them, Fang Xin frowned a little and said to the ghosts who rushed over in a ghost language that the ghosts could understand: "I have no intention of interfering in the affairs here, you kill your people, I will take my things!"

And the ghost didn't react to the other party's words, but shouted in a sharp voice: "Kill !!"

Fang Xin looked at this situation and said to himself, "It seems that you have been completely blinded by the so-called hatred!"

Speaking of this, Fang Xin chuckled and said: "I just lack a sacrifice to verify my thoughts, in that case, it's better to make you my sacrifice!"

Although Fang Xin was in an inquiring tone, he did not give the other party any room for answers.

Fang Xin stretched out his left hand to the ghost rushing towards him, and a black mouth full of sharp teeth appeared in the palm of Fang Xin's pale left hand.

A huge suction force came out of the sharply toothed mouth in Fang Xin's hand, and the soul rushing towards Fang Xin was swallowed into his mouth in an instant, and bursts of heartbreaking chewing sounds and soul screams came out of the mouth of Fang Xin's hand.

Fang Xin closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes this soul had had on him.

After a while, Fang Xin suddenly opened his eyes, the needle-sized blue pupil in the center of his eye flashed, and the soul of the evil ghost just now had been digested by Fang Xin.

Fang Xin said to the two people behind him: "Collect all the souls of this place, I will have a lot of !!."

Fang Feng, Fang Yun clasped his fists with both hands and replied respectfully: "Obey, Lord!"

Then the three of them searched around the entire village, collected all the souls of the entire village, and handed them over to Fang Xin.

Fang Xin collected these souls into a gourd with a seal engraved on them, and saved them for later use when they would help his plans.

After a frenzied search through the village, he was able to find some metal items such as money.

In addition, through the memory in the soul just now, I learned that about twenty or thirty miles away from this village, there was a city of the Tianxiang Empire, Lixi City.

However, that soul only knew that there was Lixi City, where there were many powerful warriors and many shops, and it was extremely prosperous.

As for more, forgive a scholar who has just come out to travel, a dream young man who has just gone out and is ready to break into the world, and die before he can get out of school.

Therefore, more news can only be obtained when it arrives in Lixi City.

As soon as dawn came, Fang Xin and the others left from the ruins of the ash-filled village.

The three of them were dressed in sackcloth, their feet were wearing straw sandals, and their heads were wearing hats, Fang Feng was carrying a package, which contained about hundreds of currencies issued by the Tianxiang Empire, including dozens of taels of silver ingots, and Fang Yun was holding a yellow wooden stick to open the way in front.

Fang Xin, on the other hand, hung a green-skinned gourd around his waist, and the gourd contained the soul of the entire village.

Fang Xin and the three of them headed towards the place where the sun was rising, and they headed in the direction of Li Xicheng, as for the ruins of the village behind them.

Fang Xin's opinion is that whoever cares about it has nothing to do with me anyway.

After a period of hurrying, Fang Xin and the three of them finally walked to the official road, there are still many people on the official road, and from time to time there are several caravans walking on the official road, but looking at the blood stains on the guards of these caravans, as well as the vigilant eyes of the guards, they know that this road is still not very peaceful.

Even now that they are approaching the territory of Li Xi City, except for some novices who are relaxed, the other veterans are still very vigilant to observe the surroundings.

These guards, who have been escorting for many years, know that as long as you don't reach your target location for a moment, you can't let go for a moment, and letting your guard down means that you give up your life.

But there are some people in this world who think they are different, they think they are the pride of the sky, but they also have the capital to make mistakes, of course, provided that they don't provoke some low-grade people who are as idle as him.

There is such a kind of person in this world, low-grade martial artists, they belong to the kind of guy who is less than the top and more than the bottom.

These mystics usually refer to the mystics below the third rank, lower than them are the underfed commoners and small caravans, and higher than them are the powerful mysteries and large caravans.

The reason why these low-grade mysteries are not enough than the upper and more than the lower is that they are afraid of death, they are usually small people who have obtained a broken cultivation secret book, and after cultivating to a certain level, they not only need resources, but also need the guidance of famous teachers.

If they are not afraid of death, entering the army of the Tianxiang Empire is the best choice, but they are afraid of death.

Then these resources have to be obtained by bullying civilians and small caravans.

It supports their cultivation and their pride as mystical beings.