"Whew~" He Shan exhaled a turbid breath, and the feeling of the cold and piercing yin qi enveloping him again was inexplicably a little used to it.

This time, there are unexpectedly few resentments in the yin qi, all of them are constantly moaning the name of their lover, and most of the fragmented memory fragments are rolling sheets, and the memories that can be preserved in the yin qi should be the things that the living remember deeply before they die.

Because almost all of the people killed this time are alive, but their memories and souls are all disturbed by things they don't know, and in the end all they leave is love and simple love catharsis.

He Shan endured those messy positions, groping for useful information little by little, almost all the villagers were killed by him, only Zhang Daquan was still standing behind in a daze, these people's memories must have important information about the initial infection.

"Found it."

In the correction of light and shadow, the owner of the memory happily pushed open the door, and then saw a young woman standing at the door with a hesitant face.

Vertigo, palpitations, pain, fainting –

The owner of the memory fell to the ground with a bang, and in the final perspective, it was the illusory feet of a young woman.

"It's her." He Shan compared his memories and found that this young woman was the woman in the couple ghost he saw at the quicksand inn that day.

Because she was entangled with another male ghost that day, she couldn't see any signs on her body, but in the memory of this village chief, his daughter, that is, a female ghost, was wearing a scholar uniform from Luozhou Academy.

"The daughter who came back from the academy has become a ghost, and she also transmits a 'taste' that is enough to mutate the living, and then from that day on, Lianggang Village has actually been completely destroyed, Zhang Daquan ......"

He Shan turned to look at Zhang Daquan, who was kneeling in front of his wife's corpse.

"You-" Zhang Daquan listened to his mother-in-law's voice in his head in a trance.

"Love me?"

"I-" Zhang Daquan began.

"Poof!" The clothes pole broke through the air and penetrated Zhang Daquan's wife, who was squirming like a snake, and nailed the corpse to the wall with a huge impact.

"If you have love, you can't die? What the hell is this? He Shan silently collected the yin qi obtained from killing again, but there was no joy in his heart, the ghost knows if any of the corpses in front of him can continue to be resurrected, this thing is a terrifying toxin that can be transmitted just by meeting.

Love is too idealistic.

"Great, master, what the hell is this" Zhang Daquan came back to his senses, only to feel that his hands and feet were cold, and the fear in his heart made him unable to move up and down.

"Wrong, wrong." He Shan suddenly realized that his conjecture was wrong, what love, what catharsis love, it was all wrong, and it was not love between two people at all.

It's the women's side.

This kind of love is deformed, wrong, and born only out of a kind of attachment and possessiveness.

Lao Wang has lost all self-consciousness after he began to entangle, but Zhang Daquan's wife can still show emotions other than love, and after death, she will be resurrected through Zhang Daquan's distorted love.

This also explains why Zhang Daquan survived.

In other words, it is the green tea dodder that meets the ultimate licking dog, and the licking dog itself has been twisted into someone else's shape, how can you green tea dodder change a person who is already in your shape.

In the memory of the village chief, his daughter came back as just one person, not entangled.

What can support these conjectures is that Mrs. Wang, who did not appear from beginning to end, must have represented her direction in her concept, so after being distorted by love, she chose the old scalper.

But the cow, as an animal, is so full of emotions as a human being, and the estrus period is not as long as that of humans, only two or three months a year, and there is no season, how can there be distortion without love, so it cannot form an entangled monster.

"Zhang Daquan." He Shan said in a deep voice with some exhaustion.

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Daquan still couldn't help but glance at the corpse nailed to the wall, the corpse that was already tattered, with twisted flesh and bones, seemed to have infinite magic in his eyes, as long as he reached out and touched it, he could get-

"Smack!" He Shan gave him a slap without hesitation, if he really wanted him to come into contact with that thing, with the appearance that he had completely domesticated himself, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand it for a second, and he would become a carrier of people's resurrection.

But it is precisely for this reason that Zhang Daquan is not afraid of these monsters at all, and even these monsters will not hurt him at all, because from the eyes of the monsters, he is his own person.

"Go find some firewood, build it up in the streets, and I'm going to burn it." He Shan commanded Zhang Daquan to start working in a hurry, while he sat cross-legged in the courtyard, closing his eyes and meditating to adapt to the amount of Yin Qi that had skyrocketed again, this time the quality was obviously inferior to that of the immortals, but the quantity had risen by a level.

The stronger his physical fitness, the more yin qi he can consume, according to the physical strength calculation at the beginning, the yin qi in the immortal's whole body is enough to support him to exercise for half a year, but the result is that it bottoms out in two months.

When the sixth sense was opened, He Shan's physical strength would be completely separated from ordinary people, and the amount of Yin Qi needed by that time would be incalculable.

After a while, Zhang Daquan piled up the wood and spread it with thick hay, He Shan stood up, and in Zhang Daquan's incredulous gaze, he wrapped the body of Zhang Daquan's wife with a white cloth, and then quickly squeezed it into a sphere, the completely tattered corpse had long been without any blood, and in the cracking sound of bones, Zhang Daquan's heart was also cracked.

He Shan didn't care about Zhang Daquan, who was completely stupid and secretly sad on the spot, threw all the corpses and white cloth balls on top of the firewood, and then lit them with a fire breaker.

"Huh~" In the raging fire, one after another mottled and broken souls rose and vaporized in the corpses, and completely dissipated.

"No!" Zhang Daquan choked and cried, looking even sadder than when he died, if He Shan hadn't carried him, he would have rushed into the fire and died with his wife.

He Shan did not wait for the flames to burn out, but punched Zhang Daquan, who was desperately struggling, and dragged him around the village to search around, and after making sure that there were no such entangled monsters, in a cowshed, he found Mrs. Wang sleeping with a cow in her arms.

"What role did the entangled couple ghosts play in this matter?" He Shan did not find the ghost suspected of being the culprit, nor did he find a deeper suspicion, as if this was an isolated haunted incident.

It's just that a female student from Luozhou Academy turned into a ghost, which couldn't help but make him think a little more.

Perhaps, Luozhou City is not safe either......