The ghosts on the surface of the lake seem to have no self-consciousness, walking around, if not their soul state, in fact, they are more like zombies.

Their eyes were dim, and even if there were three people standing on the shore, it was as if they hadn't noticed it at all.

Lin Guiyao threw out a string of bells, and the bells quickly tied up the nearest ghost.

The ghost subconsciously struggled, but the red rope on the bell became tighter and tighter, the red rope flickered, and the ghost screamed in pain as if it had been stabbed, and the movement of the struggle became more and more rapid.

As soon as Lin Guihao's hand moved, the bell on the ghost's body made a crisp sound.

Bursts of crisp sounds floated in the air, the ghost's struggle was noticeably smaller, and a pair of godless eyes suddenly became clear.

In the end, he was completely awake, but his eyes were still a little blank looking at the three people in front of him, as if he hadn't understood what was going on.

Just as he was about to ask, Lin Guihao was the first to speak.

"What's going on in this village?"

The ghost was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then as if he remembered something, his eyes suddenly widened, and the whole person struggled violently again.

"Quick...... Run! Leave...... Village...... Dangerous...... Danger!" The ghost's eyes were full of horror, and his whole body began to tremble, and the ghost energy on his body suddenly dispersed because of fear.

There are faint signs of collapse.

Lin Guiyao frowned and hurriedly withdrew the bell, and the speed of the ghost qi was a little full. Chinese Net

Lin Guiyao still wanted to ask carefully, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in his ears.

The three of them turned their heads and looked again, and found that from the field in the distance, a middle-aged man walked hurriedly over, wearing shabby cotton clothes, looking at the direction, he was walking from the direction of the village.

It should be a villager in the village.

As the villagers got closer and closer, the ghost seemed to see something terrible, and instantly threw itself into the water, and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the ghosts on the surface of the water were gone.

The tranquil water was as if nothing had happened, except for the strong stench.

"What are you doing over there?" The visitor looked at the lake in a panic, and beckoned to a few people with a worried face, "Come out quickly, it's very dangerous in that lake, don't get so close!" Come out of here!"

Except for the truth, they retreated from the iron net, and as soon as they came out, they met the eyes of the middle-aged man.

He frowned and looked the three of them up and down carefully, and then cautiously asked, "What are you here for?" I don't think I've ever seen you in the village."

Lin Guihao took a step forward, "We are ghost hunters, and we saw ghosts rampant around here from a distance, so we came here to hunt ghosts."

When he said this, Lin Guihao's eyes were always staring at the person opposite, as if he wanted to see something from the other party's face.

Unexpectedly, the other party listened to Lin Guihao's words, but showed a surprised smile.

"Really, that's great! To tell you the truth, just this lake, there are floods all year round, and I don't know how many people have died in the village, so it would be great if a few masters were really willing to help!"

The man took Lin Guihao's hand, shook it excitedly, and warmly invited the three of them into the village.

Along the way, he was still chattering about the floods, "Since the lake was flooded, the village has been in chaos, you should have seen the crops in the fields, right? In the past, the lake used to be used to water the crops, but now it is all deserted, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that the whole village will be destroyed......

The man couldn't help but sigh deeply, and asked "Then why don't you move away?"

The man paused, turned his head to look at Zhen Zhen, and when his eyes met, Zhen Zhen inexplicably saw hostility in his eyes.

It's fleeting, as if it's just your own delusion.

The man turned his head and sighed again, "This is where we were born, and we can't just move away."

All the way after that, the man didn't speak again, except for the strange glance he just gave him, followed behind and looked at his figure, and didn't speak again.

With that, the group made their way to the village.

"Wang Er, this is just coming back from outside the village? These are your relatives?" An old woman sat on a small bench in front of the door to enjoy the shade, and she was still holding a fan in her hand to fan the wind.

In the winter, I don't even feel cold.

The old woman saw someone from afar and raised her voice to say hello, so Wang Er shook her head and said, "No, these three are here to catch ghosts."

The old woman nodded when she heard this, and sat up a little straighter.

The old woman grinned at the corner of her mouth, her eyes swept over, except that she really felt that her back was cold all of a sudden, and then looked carefully at the smile on the corner of the old woman's mouth, and the more she looked at it, the more stiff she felt.

The voice of Vicissitudes of Life slowly spoke, and said in an unclear tone: "That relationship is good, you have to entertain them well."

People always feel that she has something to say.

Except for Zhen, he frowned slightly, and quietly pulled Lin Guiyao's sleeve.

Lin Guiyao looked down, and in addition to the truth, he made a color in the direction of the old woman.

Lin Guihao naturally discovered that something was wrong with the old woman, not only the old woman, since he entered the village, he felt more and more that there was something wrong with the inside and outside of this village.

As far as the eye can see, everyone is busy with their own business, the children are running around the village, the aunts are talking about homely things, and the men are passing by with things, joking from time to time......

All this looks very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the expressions, movements, and demeanor on the faces of those people are slightly stiff, not like living people.

"Let's wait and see what happens." Lin Guihao said, except for the truth nodded.

The man chatted with the old lady for a few words, and then took them back to his house.

Every house in the village is still the thatched house of the past, and the stove is also built outside, with only a shed overhead to protect from the wind and rain.

Wang's second daughter-in-law stood behind the stove, stir-frying with a shovel.

In the courtyard, Wang Er's five-year-old son was running around the yard with a windmill, and when he saw Wang Er, he plunged his head into Wang Er's arms and shouted "Dad" loudly.

Wang Er happily responded, and said to his wife behind the stove, "The guests at home today are here to catch ghosts, you can cook a few more dishes later, and entertain them well."

At the end, I also specially reminded me, "Make more meat."

This sentence itself is nothing, but when those plates of meat were served, except for Zhen and the others, their faces changed.

Ling Ze picked up a piece of brightly colored braised pork, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and sniffed it gently, almost certain that this was dead meat.

Dead human flesh.

His gaze turned to the side, and he met the gaze of Zhen Zhen and Lin Guihao, knowing that they had also discovered it.