Seeing that Chen Ersan was so weird, they didn't dare to step forward to look.

"She's probably possessed again, run!" Jiang Yang didn't dare to stay at the gate of the courtyard, so he picked up the forest fire next to him and ran in a random direction.

No one knows what the ghost will do next, and it's safest to get away from here as soon as possible.

But now that the sun has completely set, and there are no street lights everywhere in the village, the environment is very dim, and the ground is now a little difficult to see.

The dirt road under his feet was full of potholes, and Jiang Yang ran forward with all his might.

I don't know how long I ran, but the originally wide road surface became narrower, and there were more and more weeds on the roadside.

He stopped out of breath to look around, and saw that they had run into a very narrow alley. This is the place where they first entered the dungeon, on the left is a dilapidated mud house, there is no light in the house, and the outer wall is almost waist-high wild grass, which should have been uninhabited for a long time.

On the right is the burned-out house they saw when they entered the dungeon, with a shattered glass window on the back of the house, from which they could see inside.

"The ghost didn't catch up, did he?" Jiang Yang cared most about whether the ghost had chased him, and he wanted to turn his head to look back.

But at that moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the hand he was holding.

When he fled, he escaped with the forest fire, but the hand he was holding turned blackened at some point, as if it had been burned by the fire, and he could even see the flesh under the charred skin.

Jiang Yang stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at the forest fire behind him.

But he found that there was a burned person standing in the original forest fire.

The man stared at him from behind.

Jiang Yang scolded and turned his head and wanted to run away, but running just now consumed too much physical strength for him, and now his legs were a little weak, and he fell to the ground after just a few steps.

Sharp pain came from the feet.

He tried to stand up but found that his ankle seemed to be broken, and it was difficult to support him to run quickly.

The charred man walked slowly towards him with his feet raised.

Just when Jiang Yang thought that he was going to die, the person in front of him suddenly stopped, and his body began to change.

Within a few seconds, it was transformed into a normal person.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Huohuo looked at Jiang Yang, who was lying to the ground in front of him, and was looking at him with frightened eyes, "Why did you suddenly sit on the ground, wasn't you still standing in front of me just now?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to reach out and pull the man on the ground.

But Jiang Yang's expression was as terrifying as seeing a ghost, and before he could walk over, Jiang Yang stood up with his hands on the wall and limped into the distance.

"Ghost ...... He's a ghost ......," Lin Huohuo muttered when he heard Jiang Yang say this.

When he heard this, he was stunned.

What is Jiang Yang talking about? He's crazy?

How could I be a ghost.

"He doesn't look quite right." Lin Huohuo looked at the direction Jiang Yang left and cautiously took two steps back.

But at this time, he suddenly noticed a few black footprints on the ground under his feet, Lin Huohuo opened his eyes slightly, and then turned back to look at the ground behind him.

I saw a long series of black footprints on the ground behind me, as if a charred person had walked by.

He paused, stretched out his foot and compared it with the footprints on the ground, just in time to close.

This is...... My footprints?

I, a ghost?

By this time, the moon had risen, and the bright moonlight penetrated through the dilapidated house next to it, which had been half burned, and illuminated the inside.

Through the broken windows, he saw two twisted human bodies lying in the burned rubble.

He opened his mouth slightly: "That's ......"

"What's in that room?" Under the dark night, Jiang Bei, Chen Wuji and Mingyue were walking on the sheep intestine path, and Chen Wuji was asking Jiang Bei.

Jiang Bei had already informed the two of them about Wang Watermelon's death, but he didn't mention the mirror, only said that Wang Watermelon entered the room of the ancestral hall and disappeared inexplicably.

Chen Wuji and Mingyue also wanted to see that room, but they were pulled away by Jiang Bei, who suddenly changed his face.

"You fled so quickly just now, did you find something?" Mingyue also asked.

"I just caught a glimpse of a strange figure in the house, and I dragged you away." Of course, this is just Jiang Bei's casual lie, he has a guess in his heart, and he doesn't want these two to know about the mirror for the time being.

"I just looked at the door just now, and there were some sacrificial tools inside, as if there were paper money or something...... There was no place for people to hide inside, and Wang Watermelon disappeared after entering, probably related to the figure I saw. "Jiang Bei continued to talk nonsense.

Mingyue sighed softly, as if she was feeling sorry for Wang Watermelon, and then he spoke again: "You all saw the things inside the coffin, it's a sheep, but why is there a sheep in it, it seems that there is more than one." ”

This Jiang Bei knew that it was for "life for life"

Eight sheep for eight dead men returned.

But he didn't say anything, only shook his head.

"Did you find it, it doesn't seem like there's anyone outside here when it gets dark." Chen Wuji observed the surroundings.

There were indeed no pedestrians around, and the empty village in the dark night was a little eerie, except for a few dog barks from time to time in the distance. Jiang Bei thought that there would be people guarding the ancestral hall at night, but they didn't see a single figure along the way, only saw the lights in those people's homes lit up, and it seemed that everyone had gone home.

As soon as it was dark, they went home and closed their doors, and the villagers seemed to be hiding from something terrible.

Hiding from ghosts?

At this time, a series of fierce dog barking came from the side.

"Wangwang"

Mingyue was frightened by this sudden voice, and took a few steps back to the side.

Ebetsu turned his head to look at the place where the dog barked from.

It was a dog raised in the yard of a nearby family, this was a large black dog, kept in a huge iron cage, Jiang Bei estimated that this cage was so big that it could put people in it.

The black dog stood in the cage, the front half of its body was slightly prostrate, the back half of it was raised high, and it made an attack on them with its teeth bared.

Fortunately, the big iron cage separates the dog from them, otherwise the dog might really jump out and chase their butts and bite them.

However, this dog is not chained but kept in an iron cage, is it afraid that it will break free from the chain and hurt people?

No, it's possible to put it in an iron cage for fear that something outside will hurt it......

At this time, Jiang Bei noticed that the lights in this house had suddenly gone out.

It's like I'm afraid of something.

What are they afraid of?

Jiang Bei looked at Chen Wuji and Mingyue in front of him.

Mingyue was a little scared by the dog's shouting: "Let's go, let's go back first, I'm really afraid that this cry will attract something." ”

Chen Wuji nodded in agreement, and the two quickly walked in the direction of their residence.

Jiang Bei silently followed behind them, thinking about the picture he saw in that small mirror when Mingyue and Chen Wuji came in from outside the ancestral hall-

A wet, swollen foot stepped through the door.

But when I looked back, I found that it was Mingyue who entered the door.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bei quietly took out the fragment of the mirror hidden in his arms and shone it on Mingyue, who was facing away from him.

In the bleak moonlight, Jiang Bei saw that Mingyue's position in the mirror was a bloated, soaked human figure, but looking at the familiar clothes on this person's body, she should be Mingyue.

At this time, the person who was soaked in the mirror was walking forward with his back to him, exactly the same as the movement of the bright moon outside the mirror.

Jiang Bei paused, and turned the mirror to look at Chen Wuji.

I saw that Chen Wuji's position was a bloody person who seemed to have no bones, his body was paralyzed like a piece of rag, and he walked forward in a strange posture, looking at his clothes and body shape, there was no doubt that Chen Wuji was indeed Chen Wuji.

At this moment, the bloody man suddenly turned his head and looked back.