Time flies by in a blink of an eye.

Because of the tight lockdown of the news, no one in the village learned that seven more people died last night.

However, there was no news that Chen Zheng and others had solved the evil spirit, and the villagers were trembling all day.

However, despite the rumors and panic, most of the farmers still went out to work in the fields.

I just went home early before sunset, and then closed the doors and windows, not daring to go out.

Demons and demons are terrifying, but they don't necessarily fall on their heads.

If you don't plant the land and harvest the fields, you will inevitably starve to death.

In this way, the village ushered in another night in such a strange atmosphere.

The night was like ink, shrouding the four wildernesses, and the village was dark.

And in a dilapidated courtyard on the edge of the village.

There was no light in the house, and Wang Laohan was groping for life and cooking, when suddenly a cold and gloomy wind hit and blew open the door of the house.

The cold yin qi and the faint smell of corpses came from behind him, but Wang Laohan turned back in surprise:

"Girl, are you here?"

Behind him, a stiff figure stood, unresponsive.

The blind old man seemed to have been confirmed, and said happily:

"Hurry up, Daddy is making sweet potato steamed rice, it should be good in a while!"

Of course, the strange figure he called his daughter did not respond, but Wang Laohan turned a blind eye to it, happily groped, washed rice into the pot, and lit the stove.

Although his eyes are blind, he is extremely familiar with his own home, Wang Laohan looks very skilled in simply steaming rice, and the stiff figure behind him stands silently.

After half an hour, the rice fragrance overflowed, and Wang Laohan fumbled with two broken bowls to fill half a bowl each, and then put it on the table:

"Girl, come on, let's eat while it's hot."

The stiff figure seemed to understand him, and actually came to the table.

He just stood like that, and didn't touch the bowl of rice.

Wang Laohan seemed to be accustomed to this, and said in a rambling voice:

"Girl, you don't need to save food for me, that Chen Shang's envoy saw that I was a pitiful old man, and specially ordered the village to give me some food every month, not to mention one person, it is enough for two people to eat."

"Alas, speaking of which, that Envoy Chen is really different from other envoys, only he seems to still treat you and your father as a person."

"Also, today Chen Shang makes them seem to be investigating everywhere, don't go out and walk around, so as not to scare them......"

In the dark and dilapidated hut, Wang Laohan talked to the other side with his own care, and kept talking about some parents' shortcomings.

On the other side, a stiff figure that seemed to merge with the darkness stood still, like the best listener.

And at this moment.

Outside the yard.

One by one, the figures had quietly touched the root of the outer wall of the courtyard.

It was Chen Zheng, Li Long, and the eight members of the congregation who led them.

In the dark night, and then faintly heard the sound of talking in the room, all the members of the congregation were numb in their scalps and their eyelids jumped slightly.

"This old man Wang is talking to Wang Yun?"

"He's crazy, doesn't he know that the other party is no longer human?"

Chen Zheng and Li Long glanced at each other, and after gesticulating, everyone rolled into the courtyard and instantly surrounded the hut.

Movement outside was clearly heard, and the broken house suddenly fell silent.

Then Wang Laohan's panicked voice sounded inside:

"Who's out there!?"

Li Long stepped forward with a cold eye and shouted:

"Old man Wang, Wang Yun is inside!?"

"My daughter?"

Wang Laohan's voice replied in a panic:

"Why is my daughter here, Lord Yama is about to choose a good family for her, and she is about to be reincarnated!"

Wang Laohan's words were also full of madness, and Li Long said coldly:

"What kind of reincarnation, your daughter Wang Yun has become a corpse, not a human being! Even if you're blind, can't you tell the difference? ”

Wang Laohan didn't answer at all, and his tone suddenly became urgent:

"You guys, go back quickly, my daughter is going to be angry! If you don't leave......"

Boom!

The dilapidated door of the house suddenly opened, and a stiff figure appeared in the doorway.

The figure was dressed in tattered linen clothes, with long hair hanging down, a face as black and blue as a dead man, and a faint stench of corpses.

Who is it if it's not Wang Yun?

As soon as she appeared, a pair of lifeless eyes looked straight at Chen Zheng, but Li Long snorted coldly:

"What an evil corpse, and dare to come out in a grand manner?"

Bang!

He didn't say a word, he stepped and drew his knife, and the knife light suddenly seemed to be cold lightning, and it flew and slashed!

However.

Before the sword light arrived, Wang Yun's figure disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.

No, it's not gone.

It's just that the speed of Wang Yun is too fast at this moment, giving people the illusion of disappearing in place!

The yin wind was miserable and swept in, Li Long was suddenly startled, and he felt a piercing scream sound from his side, and then the knife style changed and slashed out.

Snort!

The explosion sounded, and Li Long's figure retreated sharply between the lightning and the fire, and the clothes on the side of his waist had been torn apart, revealing a few shallow blood marks under it.

I even hung up the color in front of me!

Looking at it again, Wang Yun was still standing stiffly at the door, a pair of dry, sharp claws hanging under the tattered sleeves, dripping a little blood.

Although the injury was very shallow, Li Long's face turned blue at this moment, and he suddenly took out a knife and cut off a piece of flesh and blood from his waist and ribs:

"Be careful, she has corpse poison on her claws!"

The other sect members, who had long been like facing the great enemy, couldn't help but take a step back when they saw Li Longzhao's face, and they couldn't help but take a step back, and they couldn't be more nervous.

Chen Zheng also slowly pulled out his knife and stared at Wang Yun: "The revenge that should be avenged has been avenged, and you should go back." ”

Woowoo......

Just as everyone was instantly putting on a nervous posture, Wang Yun looked at Chen Zheng stiffly and suddenly took a step forward.

At the same time, in everyone's ears, a strange low cry suddenly sounded!

The cry was dry, hoarse, like a cry, and strange beyond words.

A feeling of wanting to cry with Chen Zheng suddenly rose in his heart.

Not only her, but Wu San, He Daming, Zhao Wu, Zhou Shan, and even the other five people around him also instantly froze, and their faces full of murderous intent all began to distort without exception, revealing a sad expression.

For those who practice martial arts, the physique and will are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

But in this low cry, there was an indescribable magic that made each of them feel as if their spirits had fallen into an ice cave, and the cold permeated their bodies, as if their bodies were not their own!

The sound of ghosts crying made everyone feel as if they had been immobilized and could not move!

This moment.

Wang Yun, who let out a terrifying cry, actually walked slowly, took the initiative to walk towards Chen Zheng, and gently stretched out his hand, as if he was here to hold the hand of the lover.

The arms that emerged from the sleeves were thin and black, but with a strange tenderness.

Even if it wasn't the main target, everyone in the courtyard was terrified at this moment!