The viscous fog was like a cascading cobweb, densely enveloping the entire village.

White fog obscures the winter day, earthen walls, hedges, thatched huts...... Looming in the mist, it seems to be a besieged island.

The black-clothed messenger and observer walked one foot deep and one foot shallow on the solid dirt floor, and had just reached a short distance from the village chief's house, when they immediately saw three ragged but dexterous villagers appear under the earthen wall of the village chief's courtyard.

As soon as they gained a foothold, they immediately subconsciously formed a formation that could cover each other, and only then began to move.

This signature long-term training habit caused both the black-clothed messenger and the observer to immediately stop and look at the three villagers with fear.

The other party was three of the many official members who had just besieged them at the door of the blacksmith's shop!

Although the official army does not seem to be there at the moment, these three "ghosts" also have one more combat power than the two of them.

At present, there is no "digital energy", and whichever side has more people will be stronger!

What's more, these three official ghosts are also holding farm tools such as hoes and nail rakes.

At the same time, the three "ghosts" also noticed the black-clothed messenger and the observer, their faces were cold, but they did not go directly to the door, but quickly came to the location of the courtyard gate and pushed it open.

Squeak!

The courtyard door opened to reveal a spacious farmhouse yard.

There is no fog in the yard to block the view, and although the area is large, it can be seen at a glance.

It was empty, there was not half a figure in sight, the hedged vegetable furrow was covered with straw, and at the door of the thatched hut was tethered a black and white pastoral dog, which was lying on the ground, wagging its tail for a while, as if not at all aware of the stranger's approach.

The persimmon trees by the pond swayed in the cold wind, and occasionally a small fragile branch broke off and fell into the water of the pond, causing a layer of ripples.

The branches that have fallen off their leaves are gray, and there is not half a fruit on them, like a brush slightly dipped in ink, writing a cool stroke in the air with the sound of the wind.

Looking at this scene, the three "ghosts" were stunned, what about Researcher Shao?

What about other colleagues?

Moreover, a lot of things in the yard seem to have changed!

This is not the village chief's house that they just came out of!

"It's like we've entered another dimension!"

"I don't know, but the two members of the illegal organization over there may know something, and they can catch it and ask."

"Just do it, don't give them a chance to escape!"

As he spoke, the three "ghosts" turned their heads in unison, looking at the black-clothed messenger and the observer.

Instead of running away, the black-clad messenger and observer crossed their legs and bowed slightly, assuming a fighting posture.

With two against three, they are now very bad!

But behind them are the four Xinchun who have their eyeballs gouged out, if they turn around and run away, they are likely to meet the Xinchun four again!

What's more, the space in this coffin shop is very strange.

The surrounding scenery looks exactly like the village outside, but in reality, there is only one way to go in either direction.

Now, they seem to be standing in the middle of the alleys that extend in all directions, and some have the option of escaping, but they can't escape at all!

In the next moment, three "ghosts" rushed directly towards the black-clothed messenger and observer with nail rakes, hoes, sickles and other farm tools.

The "ghost" on the far left was the fastest, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the black-clothed messenger, and the hoe in his hand was raised high and smashed into the black-clothed messenger's head.

Call!

The whistle of the hoe slicing through the air sounded, and it was almost conceivable that when the farm tool hit the human head, it would be like it would be smashed into solid earth, and the metal blade would be torn apart everywhere it went!

The black-clothed messenger subconsciously wanted to dodge sideways, but in the absence of "digital energy", nor the use of his tempered body, this newly entered body had been malnourished for a long time, worked hard, had hidden injuries everywhere, and the speed was extremely slow, seeing that the hoe was about to hit his head, his body had just begun to move......

Bang!

At the critical moment, the black-clothed messenger raised his arms and crossed the wooden pole blocking the hoe.

The sharp tip of the hoe was less than 1cm away from his skull, and the cold light on it could almost touch his scalp in the air, and the whole forehead exuded a numbness of fear.

The black-clothed messenger's arms were also numb from the shock, but he didn't care about it at all, and the moment he grabbed the hoe, he pushed his arms to the side and pushed the hoe away, and at the same time shifted his weight forward, and slammed into the other party.

The other party is not only numerous, but also has farm tools as weapons, absolutely not fighting, must be like the four Xinchun and his party who were gouged out just now, cross these three "ghosts" as soon as possible, and leave this place!

However, unlike the four of them just now, this official "ghost" reacted extremely quickly, even though it was not his own body, and immediately kicked the black-clothed messenger in the abdomen with a whip leg.

Boom!

A sharp pain came, and the black-clothed messenger suddenly felt a strong force coming, and he didn't have time to adjust his center of gravity before he was kicked to the ground.

He took a deep breath of cold air, he was the "sixth step"!

If it were in normal time and space, a member of this ordinary ghost team, he would be able to deal with many of them!

But now, everyone has no "digital energy", and the other party just takes an extra weapon, and he can't beat any of them!

Ping Pong ...... At this time, the observer was also knocked to the ground by the other two "ghosts", curled up and fell to the clearing next to the black-clothed messenger.

The two of them were easily resolved, and the "ghost" on the far left immediately asked in a cold voice, "What is this place?" ”

The black-clothed messenger snorted coldly, and replied in a cold tone: "Coffin shop!" ”

Coffin shop?

The three "ghosts" were stunned for a moment, they were turned out of the earthen wall of the village chief's house, how could they be in the coffin shop all at once?

Moreover, how could a coffin shop be like this?

Just as he was thinking, in the fog ahead, another figure walked out.

The other party was wearing an earthy yellow caftan brown, and his appearance and dress were almost exactly the same as ordinary villagers, but every step he took was as accurate as if he had measured it with a ruler, and his demeanor revealed an indescribable elegance, which was a little out of place with his rough appearance.

The three "ghosts" immediately looked at the villager, and this kind of walking movement and habit ...... Be a member of the "Twelve Sages"!

At the moment when the three "ghosts" were distracted, the black-clothed messenger and observer did not hesitate, suddenly turned over and got up, and rushed past the three "ghosts" at once, and rushed into the courtyard gate!

The "ghosts" frowned slightly, and were about to catch up, but the villagers dressed in khaki caftan brown also sped up, rushed out of the fog, and seemed to want to pass past the three "ghosts" and enter the courtyard of the village chief's house.

So, the three "ghosts" stopped the black-clothed messenger and observer, and directly picked up their hoes, nail rakes, and sickles, and beckoned up and down the villagers wearing khaki caftan brown.

Bang bang......

The villager in the khaki caftan was immediately knocked to the ground, his trousers were wet, dripping warm liquid, and the skin and flesh of the wound were rolled up, which was cut by a sickle, and a little bone color had been revealed inside, but his legs were almost broken.

The villager's face was expressionless, but the muscles on one side of his face were beating slightly, and his eyes were full of anger, as if he was even more aggrieved than the black-clothed messenger just now.

It's just that before he could get angry, the "ghost" on the far left had already strode up and slapped him directly in the face!

Syllable!!!

The crisp thud echoed through the mist.

"Say!"

"What kind of place is this?!" The "ghost" on the far left asked coldly, holding the hoe.

Looking at the weapons in the hands of the three "ghosts", the villager wearing an earthy yellow caftan quickly suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Coffin shop! ”

Coffin shop?

Or a coffin shop?

What's going on?

The three "ghosts" looked at each other and were immediately confused.

At this moment, in the mist, another figure appeared.

The figure that appeared this time was no longer one or two lonely people, but two men and two women, and four adult villagers.

They also carried agricultural tools that could be used as weapons.

The three "ghosts" suddenly turned to the four newly appeared villagers, and after a quick glance, they all quickly frowned.

The "ghost" on the far left asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

Among the four villagers, the leader spoke calmly: "'Four-dimensional utopia'." ”

As the words fell, the four of them all adjusted the angle and orientation of the farm tools in their hands and prepared for battle.

Seeing this, the villagers dressed in khaki caftan seized the opportunity, immediately accelerated suddenly, rushed past the location of the three "ghosts" desperately, and limped towards the courtyard of the village chief's house.

The three "ghosts" did not care about the members of the "Twelve Sages", but stared at the four members of the "Four-dimensional Utopia" with torch eyes.

Click, click, click......

The sound of uniform footsteps fell on the muddy floor, as if only one person was walking.

The members of the "Four-Dimensional Utopia" raised various farm tools and quickly approached the three "ghosts".

The distance between the two sides is getting shorter and shorter, and soon, there will be a close encounter......

At this moment, in the fog not far away, another strange shadow quietly appeared.

Before the other party was completely out of the misty range, there was a burst of fishy sweet smell.

"Ares" swaggered along, his short beat, which had faded into moon-white shorts, was splashed with blood at the moment, and the blood stains that had not completely dried up continued to drip onto the ground along the hem of his clothes, and the placket and cuffs were stained with a lot of vague minced flesh, which I didn't know if it was someone else's or his own, exuding a strong smell of blood.

As "Ares" walked out of the fog, everyone standing outside the courtyard of the village chief's house suddenly saw that his bare skin and his body hidden under his thin clothes continued to emerge as a bulbous bulge.

Something seemed to be moving quickly inside, trying to burst out of his body.

"Ares" exudes an extremely dangerous aura throughout his person, which makes the official "ghost" and the people of the "four-dimensional utopia" feel a kind of instinctive heartbeat, as if it is an ancient memory hidden deep in the genes, reminding them to stay away immediately.

"Ares" also saw the people outside the courtyard gate, and he immediately grinned and let out a "hey, hey, hey" laugh, his expression was very strange and looked abnormal.

The three official "ghosts", as well as the people of the "four-dimensional utopia", all eyes are looking at him for a moment at this moment.

"Digital energy"!

This is a compatible person who has already recovered some of the "digital energy"!

Realizing this, everyone present frowned.

The "ghost" on the far left did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately whispered, "Go!" ”

As the words fell, the three "ghosts" did not delay, and immediately turned their heads and retreated towards the courtyard of the village chief's house.

The people of the "four-dimensional utopia" also did not dare to slack off, and immediately retreated towards the courtyard of the village chief's house.

The "God of War" walked unhurriedly, with a clear goal, and he was also the village chief's family.

He's going to kill everyone in the village chief's house!

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In the courtyard of the village chief's house, the north wind is howling, and a few fruits on the top of the persimmon tree are swaying in the wind, drawing a little flame-like arc from time to time.

Shao Yuzhi was surrounded by the remaining "ghost" members in the middle of the crowd, listening intently to the wind and grass around her.

The thatched hut was silent, 107 and 086 were guarding the kitchen door and the hut door respectively, and the two "ghost" members still maintained the "observation" movement, although they were both in sight, as if they were in a separate space cut apart, and their reminders could not be heard at all.

After the three "ghosts" of 152, 118 and 169 went out over the wall, they waited patiently for a while, but never saw the courtyard door open, and the "ghost" wearing straw shoes standing beside Shao Yuzhi immediately shouted outside the door: "No. 152!" Number 118! Number 120! ”

After shouting several times in a row, there was silence outside the door, and there was no response.

The "ghost" wearing straw sandals frowned, looked at Shao Yuzhi and said, "Researcher Shao, the three of you on No. 152, may have also had an accident!" ”

Shao Yuzhi shook his head slightly, and replied calmly: "152, 118 and 169, it is not necessarily that something happened, it is also possible that we can't see the people who 'observe' us, and we can't hear their voices either." ”

Speaking of this, Shao Yuzhi paused slightly, and then said, "However, nothing happened here, and the three people who went out definitely did not complete the 'observation'." ”

"According to the current clues, we should only be able to change from 'observer' to 'observed', but not from 'observed' to 'observer'."

"Now, don't go out yet, and don't go into the village chief's house."

"Wait for someone else to open the gate of the courtyard from the outside and complete this complete 'observation line'!"

Saying that, Shao Yuzhi suddenly frowned, when they were in the blacksmith shop just now, they still had a team of people who were sent to track down the members of the two illegal organizations.

But when they left the blacksmith's shop, they somehow forgot about the group......

Not only did they not arrange for someone to wait for them around there, but they didn't even leave a code.

Over there is a problem at the blacksmith shop, obviously, too!

Just as he was thinking about it, in the thatched hut of the village chief's house, there was a sudden "squeak".

Everyone's eyes instantly looked into the gate of the thatched house!

Ghost 086, who was standing by the door, also heard the movement, his whole muscles tightened suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the curtain leading to the back room without blinking.

Something seems to have come out of it......

Since the last time I hung up the water, I have a low-grade fever and fatigue that have not improved until today, and my state is very poor.

That's all for today.

I'm sorry.

(End of chapter)