Guan Yun, the captain of the escort team, Yu Tong, the village chief, and the deputy captain were kneeling beside the coffin, their mouths closed one by one, as if they were reading something.

Due to the distance, their voices were very soft, and Lu Yun listened carefully for a while, but he couldn't hear clearly what they were reading.

"What the hell are they doing?" Lu Yun didn't rush out, but watched quietly.

The village that had been peaceful and harmonious had become like this at some point, and the dead bodies and the villagers who had fallen into nightmares were heartbreaking.

After waiting for a while, Guan Yun and the others stood up.

Even under the reflection of the delusional golden pupils, Lu Yun also found that Guan Yun, the warriors in the village, were no different from normal people in terms of appearance or qi and blood.

Several managers of Fengmen Village stood and discussed in a low voice for a while, and finally Guan Yun stood up, and he took out a blood-red talisman from his arms.

Under the illumination of the surrounding firelight, the talisman looked unusually demonic.

Guan Yun held the talisman in both hands, his expression was extremely solemn, as if he was making a pilgrimage, and shouted: "Long live Hebo!" ”

All the living people fell to their knees, even though they were in a nightmare, it was almost instinctive.

The rest of the villagers, who looked like they were supposed to be dead, stood motionless.

"Hebo?" Lu Yun in the distance was stunned.

He had never heard of such a number one person in Daqian, and he went through all the names of the wanted criminals on the list of people and places in his mind, but he did not find it.

It seems that another fish has slipped through the net!

Lu Yun had already preemptively sentenced this so-called Hebo to death in his heart.

After all, indirectly or directly killing so many people in the village, it is difficult to label him as a good person!

At this time, Guan Yun had already stepped forward quickly.

Syllable!

He walked to the straw mat female corpse and knelt down, and the blood-red talisman in his hand was attached to the forehead of the female corpse.

In an instant, a cold aura came out wantonly, and the surrounding torches were much dimmer because of this.

Lu Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.

That's right, it's this chilly aura.

It was exactly the same as what happened to Lu Yun in his nightmare, and even the similarity of the Yin Qi in the well was a little weaker than it.

Thump! Thump!

Two figures of the living fell to the ground, their faces still frozen in the despair of the dream, as if this cold aura had become some kind of trigger for their death.

But then, an amazing scene happened.

The two dead men suddenly had a spasm all over their bodies, and their bodies stood up again like carp.

Their faces were white and bloodless, exactly the same as the ones before them.

A stream of yin qi passed from the bodies of the two dead people just now towards the talisman, and in an instant, the blood-red light flourished.

Immediately after, another small stream of yin qi came from the blood-red talisman, and the middle-aged female corpse was agitated, and it actually moved by itself.

At the same time, in the blood-red light, the appearance of the female corpse had faintly changed greatly.

Both his face and figure faintly gave Lu Yun a sense of familiarity, and he became more and more similar to the woman in the nightmare.

Except for the white shirt.

The female corpse opened her eyes suddenly, and a pair of white eyeballs without pupils appeared.

Suddenly, Lu Yun was shocked.

If it weren't for the strong will tempered by "Jade Soul Lock Heart Record", I am afraid that Lu Yun at this time has already leaked a trace of his true qi, which may cause some bad changes.

Bang dang!

Guan Yun and the two deputy captains opened the lid of the coffin, and they helped control the female corpse and put it in the coffin.

Lu Yun guessed that this strange female corpse should be very heavy, otherwise it would be impossible for several martial artists led by Guan Yun to turn red.

After placing the female corpse, Guan Yun closed the lid of the coffin, and the rest of the escort team lifted the coffin.

Yu Tong.

The village chief of Fengmen Village, standing at the front of the team, straightened his clothes and said in a high-pitched voice: "Worship Hebo!" ”

"Worship Hebo!"

Everyone shouted in unison, including those who were still in their dreams.

The fear and despair on the faces of those who were trapped in nightmares had disappeared at this time, and there was a trace of peace.

As if the terminally ill person was given a moment of peace and away from the torment of illness.

Lu Yun saw this scene clearly in the tree.

He vaguely knew why the villagers stayed in this village in the face of such a situation, because they had no choice.

Nightmares are poison, and Hebo poisoned them.

And the antidote is also in the hands of Hebo.

Although this antidote can only play a delaying role, it cannot cure it.

But the fear of nightmares still flocks to the villagers who are still alive!

A cold light flashed in Lu Yun's eyes from time to time.

In this way, the so-called Hebo and the administrator of Fengmen Village should be damned!

"Village chief, give." At this time, Guan Yun's face is not as equal to each other as before.

He bowed slightly, and offered the blood-red talisman with both hands.

It seems that in this ceremony of sacrificing Hebo, he or all the living people in Fengmen Village have become Yu Tong's subordinates.

Yu Tong took the talisman without any expression, as if all this was taken for granted.

He raised his hands high, put the blood-red demonic talisman in front of him, and led the people behind him to the outside.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, the light that came out of the talisman seemed to be a little brighter, and the blood-red light illuminated the path.

Yu Tong led the way, Guan Yun followed, and the rest of the members of the escort team walked in front carrying the coffin, and the living people behind them followed, forming a long procession.

And those who have long since died, some of them stand still in place.

Other deeply decomposed corpses seemed to have fulfilled their surplus value, and their pale skin turned black in an instant, like firewood burned by flames.

The surrounding firelight seemed to flicker, and a gust of wind blew, and the black powder scattered with the wind.

They were born and raised in Sri Lanka, and eventually disappeared here.

Lu Yun jumped down from the tree with a slight touch of his toes, like a feather, without making any movement.

He looked at the long line and wondered.

Where are they going?

Are you going to see Hebo?

Lu Yun decided to follow.

Guan Yun and the others must have thought that they were dead, and no matter how bad they were, they no longer posed a threat to them.

The managers of these closed door villages did not even confirm it in person or sent someone to confirm it, which shows how relieved they are of the strength of this so-called Hebo.

The procession headed out of the village.

Lu Yun found the fool, and the fool couldn't see him, but he patted the fool's head.

The fool reacted immediately, it shook its little broken tail like a dog, and just now the crowd came, it hid aside and did not come out.