It's a face that's abnormally beautiful.

Perfect eyebrows, perfect face, tender red lips, beautiful things.

The woman's expression was serene, and her face was ruddy, giving the illusion that she was just asleep and would wake up in the next second.

The appearance is impeccable, and every place is a perfect existence.

But the combination of these perfect existences gives Yu Zhile a creepy feeling.

He stared at the female corpse in front of him, and his waist and lower body were full of rotten flesh.

Only the upper body is still intact.

The female corpse was wearing pajamas, which had long since been dyed black from the dirt.

But the face of the female corpse was clean.

Below the neck is a snow-white patch.

This face, Yu Zhile can be sure, is a ghost painting, no, it is the face of a ghost bride.

"You can't do this with a pair of embroidered shoes alone, there must be something else."

There were more and more black hairs in the waterhole, and water mist gradually appeared around the waterhole.

Yu Zhile knew that time was running out, and the confrontation was about to come to an end.

At the moment, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't care about the jealousy of that beautiful and weird face in his heart.

Reaching out and turning the female corpse over brutally, he tore the pajamas on the back of the female corpse and the buttons on the back.

The clothes were torn apart, revealing a snow-white back, and a picture of the extreme was presented on the back.

It was a beautiful face made up of red and black dots.

The red and black dots have words on them.

Yu Zhile looked at the woman's face with the back of the female corpse, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Kefu", "Husband", "Disaster", "Robbery", "Death", "Lonely", "Widow", "Disaster"

The red dots are marked with ominous words above or below.

The black dots are marked with auspicious words.

"Wangfu", "Gui", "Fu", "Lu", "Shou", "Yizi", "Guifu", "Sheng"

Looking at these words under the red dots and black dots, Yu Zhile swallowed his saliva, and an ominous shrouded in his heart.

Black and red are reversed, and the bad luck is reversed.

There is no way to live.

Yu Zhile's fingers trembled slightly, and blood red flowed in his fingertips.

This face is ominous.

The surrounding mist suddenly became thicker, and Yu Zhile squinted at the waterhole, and his face changed suddenly.

I saw that in the center of the waterhole, a head slowly emerged from under the black hair.

And it's moving towards the shore.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile did not hesitate, against the ominousness in his heart, the silk threads in his hands converged and wrapped his palm, and he reached out and inserted into the back of the female corpse.

A terrifying cold appeared, and Yu Zhile's face turned pale.

I don't know when a faint red shadow appeared behind him, and the moment the red shadow appeared.

The face on the back of the female corpse has changed.

The red and black words represent the rapid disappearance of the words of good luck and evil.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, the words are all gone.

Looking at this scene, Yu Zhile suddenly chuckled in his heart.

Something is going to happen!

Sure enough, as the words disappeared, Yu Zhile suddenly felt an irresistible suction.

"What the hell!"

Yu Zhile stared at the hand that was inserted into the back of the female corpse, and the blood-colored silk threads on his hands surged uncontrollably towards the face, pouring in from the red and black dots.

The ghost silk thread in his body was rapidly pulling away, and his arm was visibly shrinking.

He didn't have much flesh and blood for a long time, and the ghost silk thread was an important material that made up his body, and once the ghost silk thread was stripped or snatched away, he would be left with only one head in an instant.

Feeling the silk threads that kept pouring out of his body, Yu Zhile's face changed greatly.

"Damn, help! If you don't help me, we'll stay here together! ”

Yu Zhile roared, he didn't know what was approaching behind him, and a terrifying coldness was rapidly appearing.

The hand that couldn't be withdrawn, the ghost that was out of control, so that Yu Zhile didn't even have a chance to retreat.

His face was slightly hideous, he was betting, betting that this time it was not the ghost's calculations, but the ability of this face.

The arm shrank again, and Yu Zhile's body was thinner.

The speed at which the red silk thread was devoured became faster and faster, and at the moment when he saw that his arm was about to disappear completely, a blood-red hand suddenly appeared, and pressed the strange face on the back of the female corpse.

The next moment, Yu Zhile took a few steps back, he covered his hand, and his face was extremely cloudy.

The blood-red hand was full of black knife edges, and as the hand pressed on the face, the female corpse who had closed her eyes suddenly opened her eyes, and her head turned around strangely, staring directly at the blood-red hand.

Yu Zhile's scarlet ghost eyes trembled as he watched this scene, it turned out that this female corpse had always had the ability to kill him.

The blood-red hand inserted his fingers into the flesh and blood of the female corpse little by little, and the skin of the female corpse, which originally had snow-white skin, suddenly began to rot, and even the peerless face was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the female corpse decomposed into a pile of rotten meat.

All that was left was a face the size of a scroll, grabbed by big hands.

As the female corpse turned into a puddle of rotten meat, Yu Zhile could feel that the coldness behind him disappeared abruptly.

"Give me a ghost in a month!"

The blood-colored text appeared strangely, and Yu Zhile looked at this sudden text, his eyes were low.

And the moment this text appeared, the big blood-red hand disappeared, but the face fell in front of Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile hesitated for a while, then directly reached out and grabbed it, rolled it into a circle, and put it in the gold bag.

This thing might work for him.

The head in the waterhole was not far from the shore, and Yu Zhile pulled out his legs and ran towards the road from which he came.

The darkness gradually deepened, and behind Yu Zhile, a figure with a blood-red body and dense black knife cuts all over his body followed Yu Zhile loomingly.

It has always kept a distance from him, always.

"Hahaha! It's broken! It's broken! Someone took that face! ”

"Hahaha!"

Crazy, excited laughter suddenly sounded, and the eyes of the old blind man with an old body were full of excitement.

A gloomy coldness emanated from the old blind man.

The old blind man, who was old, decayed, wrinkled, and walked with his back on his back, suddenly straightened his waist.

The vicissitudes of life began to visibly begin to become younger with the naked eye, and the skin was no longer wrinkled, reversing in the direction of the middle-aged man.

The cloudy eyes quickly receded and the cloudiness faded, and in less than the blink of an eye, the old blind man became a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression.

"You...... You ......"

Qian Yi and the others looked at the old blind man in horror, their eyes full of incredulity.

The old blind man moved his neck and blinked his eyes that had regained his sight, "That old thing in Zhangdong, a good and evil appearance has suppressed me for so many years, if I wasn't clever enough, I might not even be able to be a ghost slave." ”

"After struggling for so many years, I didn't see any hope at all, tsk, I didn't expect to see it today."

The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, and there was a look of remembrance in his eyes.

After living and dying here for so many years, and fooling so many outsiders, none of them could get close to the female corpse in embroidered shoes.

If you have the intention to do things, you can't do anything, and you have no intention of inserting willows into the shade.

"It's really impermanent...... middle-aged man sighed a little embarrassed.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Several people stepped back, looking at the old blind man who had changed from an old man to a middle-aged man in an instant, and his eyes had recovered, his eyes were full of unease.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly, "How can this kind of thing be put on the table?" ”

"A few little guys are too ignorant."

"But it's okay, I'm more generous, just right, I haven't completely escaped from the identity of a ghost slave, so how about you treat me as a substitute for the dead ghost, and help me, an old blind man?"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at several people with a smile.

Hearing this, Qian Yi's faces suddenly changed.

Without the slightest hesitation, a few people turned around and ran, running towards the entrance of the village with all their strength.

The middle-aged man stood in place and looked at a few people with a smile, he didn't chase them immediately or kill them directly, he just watched, his eyes were full of urgency.

At this moment, he has half control of this village, originally this village was his, but because of that face, he lost control.

But now it's different, Facebook doesn't know what has been suppressed, and his suppressed supernatural has begun to recover.

Even the supernatural that had been erased by Zhang Dong and had fallen silent began to recover.

The cage seems to be really broken.

"Zhang Dong, Zhang Dong, wasn't it the ghost who plotted against Zhang Youhong and Meng Xiaodong back then? As for killing me? ”

"Haven't I done it yet?"

"I don't know if I can Chengdu yet, I'm also an old city god, and I was almost killed by you."

"It's still a bit unreasonable to say." The middle-aged man muttered to himself, and suddenly he turned his head to look in one direction, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

"The ghost bride's supernatural spirits?"

"Huh? This ghost? ”

"Isn't this ghost imprisoned? When was it released? ”

The expression in the middle-aged man's eyes became even more solemn, and the figure with a blood-red body, a black knife on his body, and seven small holes on his body made the middle-aged man feel jealous.

"This kid ......"

The middle-aged man looked a little hesitant, he was hesitating whether to kill this kid.

After all, the more ghosts there are in the village, the faster his strength will recover, and the stronger his strength will be in the future.

Turn yourself into a ghost village, and the more ghosts in the village, the stronger the person, the firmness of the heart can be imagined.

The middle-aged man quickly made up his mind to kill, not one of them was left, and it was best to attract the ghost bride and the other ghost on that kid's body.

In this way, he may be able to recover faster, and when the time comes, the expansion of the village will be smoother.

"Looks like you're determined to kill?" Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and a pair of scarlet eyes loomed.

In the darkness, a figure carrying a lantern slowly walked out of the darkness, he looked at the middle-aged man, "If you get cheap, you honestly steal fun, I don't care, but I still care about the gains and losses, which is very bad." ”

The old man's voice was cold, with murderous intent.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the person clearly, his pupils shrank slightly, "You're not dead yet?" ”

"No, you're dead, but you're not dead."

"There's something about letting a ghost inherit your memories."

"Yu Qianliu, do you think you can fight me just by virtue of your situation?"

The middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I am immortal in the village, even if my strength has not yet recovered." ”

"Even if I'm still a ghost slave now."

The old man with the lantern was a little silent, he looked at the middle-aged man quietly, and suddenly laughed, "I can't, but someone can." ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper money, a cyan piece of paper money.

When the middle-aged man saw this piece of paper money, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

He looked at the old man who didn't talk like that, and was silent for a long time and asked, "What do you want?" I can let the young man go, and I can let the girl with him go, but the others can't. ”

"That's enough." The old man smiled unnaturally and nodded.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but just looked at the old man deeply, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

The old man turned his head to look in one direction, his blood-red eyes slowly turned dark, and he looked into the darkness, where he didn't know how far away, there was a young man with a pale face running briskly on the country road.

"Zhile, from today onwards, grandpa will not affect you, you can do things with your own ideas, sorry, let you come here without your intention......" The old man muttered to himself, and the lantern in his hand suddenly dimmed.