This village must have been sacked by mountain bandits a long time ago, and it was full of dry bones and ruins, like ghosts.

If it weren't for the autumn rain, they needed to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and Rong Fei and the three would rather sleep in the wilderness than enter this village.

It's not because I'm afraid of any demons and monsters, it's just because of instinctive resistance, and I don't want to be neighbors with the bones of my kind.

Rong Fei and Murong Canghai rushed out of the dilapidated house, but they didn't see half a figure when they looked around, and there was only a dilapidated village full of shadows in the autumn rainy night.

The two looked at each other, and their hearts were uncertain.

The speed of that thing just now was too fast, if it weren't for the lost roast chicken and steamed buns, even Rong Fei almost thought he was dazzled.

What the hell is it, it's going to be so terrifyingly fast.

Rong Fei was about to use his Spatial Insight to inspect the entire village, when he heard a sharp sound in his ears.

"A dog that doesn't have long eyes, and this son's things dare to steal."

Bai Zizi cast the Flying Star of the Imperial Sword and turned into a white light and chased straight towards the east of the village.

Rong Fei and Murong Canghai also hurriedly followed with their own methods.

Chasing out of the village, Bai Zizi took the lead in dropping his figure, looked left and right, and then looked at Rong Fei and asked.

"Not here, are you mistaken?"

Rong Fei raised his eyebrows.

"When did I say that thing was running this way?"

"I saw that you both looked at this side, and I thought that you two were afraid to pursue in your hearts, so you risked your life as a demonstration."

Bai Zizi replied as a matter of course.

Rong Fei rolled his eyes, didn't bother to deal with him anymore, and directly used his insight power to see the wall, and at the same time twitched his nose and pretended to smell the smell of corpses in the air.

After a moment, Rong Fei stretched out his hand and pointed to the west end of the village.

"Go over there and look for it."

Coming to the most edge of the west side of the village, Rong Fei pretended to look left and right for a few moments, and then stretched out his hand to push open a hidden courtyard door on the left.

The three of them stepped into the courtyard gate and looked around, but they didn't find anything unusual in the courtyard, so they all looked at the thatched hut in the courtyard.

The roof, windows and doors of the thatched hut are intact, and it is a little different from the deserted village.

Rong Fei looked at Bai Zizi and pouted towards the door of the house.

"Go in and have a look."

Bai Zizi pouted.

"Why should I go?"

"You weren't very brave just now?"

"You also said it was just now, but now it's okay to be tired."

The two of them were pulling at each other, and Murong Canghai had already stepped forward, stretching out his hand and pushing towards the door.

Boom!

The door of the house was slammed open from the inside, and a black shadow crashed into Murong Canghai's arms, and the disgusting smell of corpses came to his nose.

Murong Canghai's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

In this way, Rong Fei and Bai Zizi faced each other directly with the black shadow that rushed out of the room.

Suddenly, the black shadow roared, and its claws waved a few times in front of it, and then twitched its nose and sniffed a few times, turning its face to Rong Fei's side.

Although the light is dim, the three of them have spiritual power, and their night vision ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so they can also vaguely see the face of the black shadow, which is clearly a dried corpse.

Judging by the tattered clothes on the corpse, it can be judged that it should have been a woman.

The eyes of the dried corpse were completely decomposed, and the empty eye sockets were like deep pits.

"It's a ghoul."

Murong Canghai's voice came from behind him, making Bai Zizi tremble.

This guy actually used the shapeshifting charm to hide behind the two.

"The time has come for the disciples of the Sword Pavilion to subdue demons and subdue demons."

Rong Fei pushed Bai Zizi, who was still stunned, out, and then took a step back and stood side by side with Murong Canghai.

"What's the difference between a ghoul and a zombie?"

"You two... Brute! ”

Bai Zizai staggered a few steps and rushed to the ghoul's body, roared angrily, and stabbed the flying sword towards the ghoul's head with his sword in his hand.

"Zombies are the corpses of people who are infected by evil qi after death, and from the corpses produce chaotic intelligence, only the most basic desires such as killing and eating, which are inferior to beasts and livestock. Ghouls, on the other hand, are the ones whose souls remain in the corpse after death, and are no different from living people except that they cannot drink or eat. But to be dead is to be dead, and over time the corpse will inevitably rot and stink, and reason will become more and more crazy. ”

Murong Canghai explained.

"That's why they steal and know that it's the ghouls who are hiding. Zombies who kill people when they see them and are fearless. ”

"Correct solution!"

Rong Fei and Murong Canghai chatted eloquently while watching the play with great interest, until the seven orifices of Bai Ziqi, who was fighting with the ghouls, smoked. After severing one of the ghouls' arms with a sword, he jumped to Murong Canghai's side and pushed him.

"Killing ghosts and demons is the job of a Taoist priest, you are on the bull's nose."

"The cultivation world is united in the same qi, how can you and me be separated."

Murong Canghai shook his shoulders and avoided Bai Zizi's hand, moved two steps sideways, covered his nose and said.

The zombie's flesh is infected by evil energy, and its body is like a copper-poured iron sword, which is difficult to hurt and infinitely powerful. The ghoul is just a rotting corpse, far worse than a zombie.

It was really easy to clean up a ghoul with Bai Zizi's cultivation, but he was not resentful that Rongfei and Murong Canghai stood by and watched.

Another important reason is that this is a ghoul is so stinky that every time the flying sword cuts through the ghoul's body, it will burst out of the wound with foul-smelling thick water, until Bai Zizi is smoked.

You can't just be guilty of this sin.

Bai Zizi and Murong Canghai pulled each other, but Rong Fei had already walked towards the open door.

The ghoul seemed to smell Rong Fei's intentions through the smell, and turned around and pounced on him with a roar.

"Stop it, there's something weird in the house."

Rong Fei shouted at the two righteous brothers, dodged into the room, and slammed the door shut.

The ghoul pounced on the door, but instead of slamming it open, he reached out his only remaining arm and tugged at the doorknob.

Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi didn't know what Rong Fei was doing, but they also knew that this guy's chatter must have a deep meaning, so they didn't shirk it, and each of them sacrificed powerful means to prepare to kill the ghoul.

"Don't do it."

Rong Fei's voice came through the door.

Murong Canghai extinguished the pseudo-samadhi true fire that had just been ignited in his hand, and spread his hands.

"It's not because my brother is lazy, it's just that this ghoul will definitely be wiped out as soon as I make a move, so I can only work hard for you, second brother."

"Phew, I'm unlucky!"

Bai Zizi took a mouthful of saliva, helplessly controlled the flying sword to avoid the ghoul's head, and stepped forward and raised his foot to kick the ghoul out sideways.

In the end, it's just yourself who does the work.

As soon as the door closed, the room was plunged into darkness.

Rong Fei, who has displayed the insight of the wall, can see the situation in the house clearly without being affected at all.

The room is simply furnished, with a bed, a table, and two benches. It is neatly arranged, not at all like the dilapidated and messy village outside.

Rong Fei walked to the table and stretched out his hand to brush it on the table, but his fingertips were not stained with any dust.

There was a dilapidated incense burner on the table, and several lit incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner.

The aroma lingers, diluting the smell of corpses.

There was a faint moan and wheezing sound coming from the bed where the mosquito net had fallen.