The night came as scheduled, when the dusk was completely engulfed.

The sound of the baby's cry sounded strangely, but it stopped abruptly, just like last night.

Yu Zhile and the old man's eyes opened instantly.

The old man's kind and gentle expression became cold and cruel in the blink of an eye.

The old man carried the pig-killing knife that had been tied, and walked out of the small courtyard without looking at Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile silently untied the cowhide on the knife, and after fixing the knife with a strip of cloth, he got up and walked out of the small courtyard.

Today's moonlight is the same as yesterday's, there is no difference in the slightest.

When I walked out of the courtyard, the scene from last night resurfaced.

Only this time, the body was lying on the street, not in the doorway.

This shows that he was not killed by the old man before he walked out of the door.

Yu Zhile thought that a woman quietly touched his back last night.

So, he looked back and saw a peasant woman carrying a pig-killing knife walking this way.

The speed is not fast or slow, but the pace is quiet.

When the peasant woman saw that Yu Zhile had found herself, she didn't care, but she quickly quickened her pace and rushed over with a pig-killing knife.

Yu Zhile looked at the long knife in his hand, it was sharp, an absolute killing weapon.

Yu Zhile In the next second, Yu Zhile rushed over quickly, kicked the peasant woman in the stomach, and took advantage of the peasant woman's backward trend, he reached forward and grabbed her waving arm.

A cold light flashed, and the woman's head fell and rolled on the ground.

Thump~!

The headless corpse was thrown to the ground.

Yu Zhile shook the knife expressionlessly, and the blood on the knife was thrown out directly.

He wiped the blood splattered from his mouth and looked back.

An old man watched him from a distance, and after seeing him slaughter a man cleanly, he turned and disappeared around the corner of the alley.

Yu Zhile didn't look too much, and walked in the night with a knife.

The knife is good, maybe I can get a little less hurt today.

The full moon hangs high, and the silent slaughter continues.

Yu Zhile looked at a corpse that had just fallen in the distance, and a woman gasped slightly.

This woman's acquaintance is the woman who washes her hair and then looks good.

The woman looked up at Yu Zhile, her eyes narrowed slightly.

She didn't speak, and shook the blood off the knife.

It's a long knife, but it's thinner, unlike yesterday's pig-killing knife.

The woman's clothes were soaked with blood, and she had wounds of all sizes.

She looked at Yu Zhile's slightly flashing red eyes, even if she had seen it yesterday, she still felt surprised.

"You...... What's going on with the eyes? ”

"He hadn't heard of killing red-eyed people like this."

The woman adjusted her state and walked towards Yu Zhile with a knife.

Yu Zhile let out a breath, his scarlet eyes flickered slightly, he didn't speak, he glanced at the knife in the woman's hand, his legs were slightly arched, and then rushed towards the woman.

The knife was lifted behind it, and it moved forward in a kind of dragging knife pattern.

When the woman saw this scene, she immediately knew in her heart that this person had practiced.

But the woman didn't care, there was fierceness in her eyes.

The two approached quickly, and the woman took the lead in taking the knife, approaching Yu Zhile's waist.

Yu Zhile's expression was calm, the knife dragged behind him flipped slightly, and slashed at the woman's knife with the back of the knife.

Clang~!

The clash of gold and iron sounded.

The woman's pupils trembled slightly.

Under the moonlight, a thin knife with an arm fell to the ground.

Immediately after, a cold light flashed, and the woman fell to her knees with a thud.

The fierceness in the woman's eyes had not yet dissipated, she looked at Yu Zhile, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

But soon, the woman's head slowly fell from her neck.

Yu Zhile walked forward without looking back, without glancing at the woman behind him.

A woman kills with a knife, and she is congenitally inferior to a man, with strength and physique.

Even if the skill is okay, but when you meet someone with high skills, you will die with one move.

There are not many people in the village who can use techniques.

Anyway, from yesterday to now, he has met one, that is, the woman in front of him.

The butcher does not rely on skill, but brute force, and slashes down with a knife, and the force sinks, either the knife is broken, or your hand is numb.

The results speak for themselves.

Most of the ancient generals were fat and strong people, so that the manpower would be great, and the killing would be fast and fierce.

Thump~!

The headless corpse fell, and Yu Zhile was already far away.

In the dark night, Yu Zhile leaned against the wall, bandaging the wounds on his body.

His scarlet eyes grew stranger and stranger, and the flickering red light grew brighter and brighter.

"It seems that we have to kill everyone before the ghost eye will awaken."

Up to now, more than five hundred people have died at his hands.

Ghosteye is becoming more and more connected to him, but he is still unable to control it.

This shows that the ghost eye has not yet awakened.

It was not far from the entrance of the village, and there were many corpses on the street.

The same way to die as yesterday, with severed hands and feet, and severed heads.

After bandaging the wound, Yu Zhile picked up the knife and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Soon, the entrance to the village arrived, and the butcher sat on the pile of corpses, looking at Yu Zhile who was walking down the street.

"Anyone else hasn't arrived?"

Yu Zhile looked at the entrance of the village where there was only one person, and was a little puzzled.

"No, it's just the two of us."

The butcher stood up, the Tang Heng knife in his hand was cold.

"You are much better today than you were yesterday."

The butcher looked appreciatively at Yu Zhile, who did not have many wounds on his body.

This young man is really good, he has only been killed all night, and he can walk to the entrance of the village tonight without many injuries, and he seems to have a lot of strength.

"The knife is good."

Yu Zhile spat out a breath of blood, "Come on." ”

He jerked his knife and pointed it at the butcher.

The butcher nodded, and came down from the pile of corpses.

Today may be the time to break the deadlock, but only if the young man on the other side has to kill him.

The butcher picked up the long knife and rushed towards Yu Zhile.

The long knife broke through the air and slashed towards Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile kept dodging, and just when a knife grazed his chest, Yu Zhile saw the opportunity, he took a step forward, and the long knife that never moved, moved.

But instead of swinging at the butcher's fatal part, it was across his own arm.

Bang~!

With a muffled snort, Yu Zhile retreated a few steps before stabilizing his body.

The arm was already numb, and the arm was shaking.

"The power is infinite, if you are not human, I really think you are a ghost."

Yu Zhile let out a breath of blood and water, and stood up again, the numbness in his arm receding.

The butcher didn't speak, just flicked his knife and rushed straight over.

The muscular size didn't affect his speed.

Soon, as fast as a charging boar.

Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the knife that was raised and slashed down, and suddenly a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes.

Instead of lifting the knife to the plane, he shifted his position, and while making sure the knife didn't slash his neck, he rushed hard.

The butcher frowned slightly, but did not stop, but increased the force of his swing.

Yu Zhile raised his head slightly and approached the butcher directly.

Two cold rays flashed in the night.

The two were back together.

Thump~!

Something fell to the ground.

The butcher didn't move, just looked at the full moon in the sky with some dismay.

The knife in the chest on his neck had pierced his back, and the heart had been pierced.

Blood spilled from the corner of the butcher's mouth, and he looked down at Yu Zhile, who was hanging on him because of the long knife, and showed a miserable smile.

Yu Zhile spit out blood in a big gulp, and his eyes were a little blurred.

"It should be me...... Won. ”

Yu Zhile looked up with difficulty, he didn't look at his lower body.

The butcher's knife was not empty, and neither was his.

So, the butcher was pierced through the heart by him, and he, the lower half of his body was cut off from the arm.

"You can still ...... like this Fighting? ”

The butcher stared at Yu Zhile deadly, and there was some anger in his eyes.

But suddenly, the butcher was stunned.

I saw red threads emergingly emerging from Yu Zhile's wounds.

With the appearance of the red line, Yu Zhile's somewhat confused expression became dead.

In the blink of an eye, this person's temperament changed.

It could have been said that the kid was a living man, but now it is certain that he is a dead man.

At the wound of the young man, a large number of red lines appeared, and the red lines quickly shot at the half of the corpse on the ground, and the corpse also spread out of the red line.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely strange scene appeared.

Yu Zhile's lower body stood up on its own, and then healed with Yu Zhile's upper body again.

Yu Zhile pulled out the long knife that was inserted into the butcher's heart, and the butcher was expressionless and still standing.

The wounds healed by the strange red threads, and the tattered clothes were scattered casually around the waist.

Yu Zhile, who was shirtless, turned pale visibly under the moonlight.

The skin that used to be normal has become as pale as a dead person.

The blink of an eye became gloomy and eerie.

The blood stained on his body also seeped into the young man's skin, becoming the nourishment of what was on his body.

The youth became clean.

"This ...... Is that the real you? The butcher's staccato voice rang out.

Yu Zhile ignored the butcher, and just looked up at the mountain, where a man was walking down the mountain with a sword.

"No...... Don't let it ...... Its sword touched ......"

The sparkle in the butcher's eyes was completely gone, and he stood upright, his body never falling.

Yu Zhile felt the ghost in his body, the ghost eyes recovered, the ghost silk thread recovered, and the face makeup was still a little close, but it would recover in a minute at most.

"Almost."

Tearing off the strip of cloth around which the long knife was wrapped in his hand, he walked out of the village with the long knife in his hand, and walked towards the thing that was carrying the sword.

It was a ghost, a ghost that was no less terrifying.

Yu Zhile walked very slowly, he was adapting to the ghost in his body.

When he was an ordinary person for less than two days, he seemed a little unfamiliar with the ghosts on his body.

It's actually normal, used to mobilizing muscles, listening to the sound of blood flowing, heart beating, and then suddenly he doesn't need to do this, and anyone else will not be used to it.

"If I stay in the village a little longer, I may forget the fact that I am a ghost handler and get used to using my body."

Yu Zhile clenched his fists, this feeling of not feeling muscles is really uncomfortable.

Sure enough, I can't be a person for too long, and I almost forgot that I wasn't human.

The scarlet eyes looked extremely strange and infiltrating in the night.

Yu Zhile looked up at the ghost who was carrying a sword, wearing a tunic and a middle-aged face.

The sword, rusty, but very slender, but very long, very straight, gave the appearance of a small but very sharp, although rusty.

"Now that it's dawn, everything will go back to where it was."

"Then don't let it dawn."

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly, the world suddenly stopped, the wind stopped, and the middle-aged man with the rusty sword also stopped.

The world turned scarlet in an instant.

The whole dream was shrouded in ghosts.

Belong to Yu Zhile's ghost.

Yu Zhile walked up the mountain, tore off the clothes on his body casually, walked in front of the ghost with his upper body naked, and then cut off the head of the ghost with a random knife.

The skull fell, and the ghost fell to the ground, its body strangely rotting before vanishing, along with the rusty sword.

Yu Zhile's face was expressionless, but suddenly, he looked back at the bottom of the mountain, the village below the mountain was silent and peaceful, the corpses at the entrance of the village were piled up, and the butcher was still standing, just like that.

"The world doesn't need people like me, it's people like you."

"Unfortunately, you're dead."

Turn around and go up the hill.

At the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man continued to descend the mountain with a rusty sword, but as soon as he took a step, his body began to rot, and his rotten head fell on the path.

Rolling all the way down the hill, then rotting and disappearing along the way.

"You go to kill the ghosts that appear, you go to find the source."

Yu Zhile was walking on the road, and a person with slightly rotten skin appeared, walked past him, and walked up the mountain in front of him.

A child with blue skin and dark eyes, wearing a shroud, tilted his head to look at Yu Zhile, and then it trotted up the hill and disappeared on the path.

Facebook is back to life, which is good news.

With the restoration of Facebook, murderers and ghost children can be controlled.

"You go and help the ghost boy." As the ghost boy leaves, a woman in mourning clothes, a white hat, and a sleeve covering her face appears.

Its appearance makes the surrounding cold even thicker.

It also disappeared, out of thin air.

"Zhuang Zhou Mengdie ......"

Yu Zhile let out a breath, his figure disappeared, and the ghost spread rapidly.

In reality, a woman with tattered clothes and dirty clothes suddenly woke up, her eyes were blood-red, and she looked at the surrounding cemetery uneasily.

Suddenly, she saw a small grave, a lonely little grave.

There was no tombstone in the small tomb, and there was a looming figure standing in front of the small grave.

The woman seemed to be a little crazy, and the moment she saw the small grave, she rushed over directly.

But before she could get closer, she stopped, and then walked back in confusion.

It wasn't until she had walked a distance that she trembled a little, continued to look around, then saw the small grave again, and then rushed over again.

So repetitive, tirelessly.

Within the realm of dreams.

Yu Zhile looked at the three ghosts that stopped at a grave, his eyes narrowed slightly.

All three ghosts were cut in half.

The supernatural fell silent.

A middle-aged man in a tunic stood in front of the small tomb with a dead expression holding a sword.

"It turns out that the source is where I woke up."

Looking at the wooden plaque with Yu Zhile's tomb written on it, Yu Zhile shook his head.

Yu Zhile waved his hand, and the three ghosts exploded and turned into silk threads and returned to his body.

Immediately after, the flesh in front of the chest opened a face and appeared.

The three ghosts were re-released by Facebook.

Yu Zhile looked at the powerful ghost who was walking towards this side, this ghost that could only attack things in the dream realm was terrifying.

Scarlet ghost eyes stared at the grim ghosts that came as they approached.

The ghost suddenly stopped.

Dada-da~!

But at the moment when the ghost stopped, the sound of dense footsteps around him sounded strangely.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly, looking around.

Countless middle-aged men with swords appeared, walking towards this direction from all directions.

"It turns out that it's still a ghost that can be restarted, but it's not restart time."

Yu Zhile swung his knife, and the controlled ghost was instantly cut off his head.

As the ghost was cut off by the head, Yu Zhile looked a little surprised, and a supernatural aura appeared in his body.

"It's the same as a ghost dream......"

Yu Zhile's expression condensed slightly, does this mean that he can control this ghost in his dreams.

Just take it little by little.

"No wonder the butcher said that he couldn't finish killing, and no one could kill it if there was a time limit."

Yu Zhile let out a breath, his expression became cold, "Kill it, you won't be tired anyway." ”

The scarlet ghost suddenly turned black, then a gray color again.

In order to prevent the dream from restarting, he directly put on a three-layer ghost snake.

And at the same time, a deal was submitted to the ghost cupboard.

The ghost cabinet agreed, and the price was three ghosts, and it is not clear what the follow-up conditions were.

The content of the transaction is simple, and the dream cannot be restarted.

"If I still lose, then I might as well die here."

Two S-class ghosts, one can grow into an S-class ghost, and a three-layer ghost snake, if they can all die here, it will really be a waste.

Not to mention, he still has half of this ghost's supernatural powers.

If you really lose, then you don't have to think about becoming a savior.

And so, the killing began.

Inside the ghost, he can move at will, really casually.

One by one, the ghosts are killed, then disappear, then appear, and then disappear.

There is no law of killing, attack, just cut off the head, it disappears, it's that simple.

As time slowly passed, the coldness on Yu Zhile's body became thicker and heavier, and the supernatural plundering in his body became more and more.

In the end, the speed at which the ghost appeared was not as fast as Yu Zhile's killing.

After killing the air again, Yu Zhile was stunned suddenly, and a rusty long sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

Yes, right in front of me, the speed at which the long sword fell was very slow, but it was actually terrifyingly fast.

"Can't pick it up!"

The sense of crisis that emerged in his heart made him realize that the ghost had used the law of killing, which was terrifying, and it should be the law of killing people who must die.

As long as he dares to take it, he will definitely die!

The long sword was about to fall, and Yu Zhile kept disappearing and appearing in the ghosts, but this long sword was always in front of him.

Yu Zhile's face was gloomy, and at the moment when the long sword was about to fall, he knew that he couldn't hide, so he didn't hesitate, and the murderer was pulled over by him.

The next moment.

The killer's body split in half without warning, and then fell to the ground like this, and the spirit in his body fell silent.

"What a joke!"

The killer fell silent, so silent that he couldn't recover it.

The attack was fended off, but he temporarily lost a ghost.

Yu Zhile glanced at the ghost, "The real source has appeared?" ”

"Where?"

"How did you trigger the law of killing?"

"What's the change?"

The killing went so smoothly before, why did you suddenly start attacking with the law of killing?

Is it because you killed too much?

Or has something changed?

Yu Zhile calculated the time, his face changed suddenly, according to the time, it should be dawn now.

He hurriedly checked the outside world through the ghost, and sure enough, he noticed that something was wrong.

In the distance, a blush appeared, but it was suppressed by a red cupboard.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile immediately understood what had changed.

"Dawn is not to restart the dream, but to restart this ghost that is fully revived!"

"As long as it reaches dawn, this ghost will come back to life, and then start using the law of killing."

Yu Zhile figured out the real reason for restarting the dream.

"What kind of antique ghost is this, and it has to be arranged like this to trap it."

Yu Zhile's mood became solemn, without any hesitation, he reached out and tore his skin and pulled out his face.

Then I put it on my face directly.

If he can't find the source ghost, he will be taken away by a sword sooner or later.

The job of finding ghosts has to be done by professional things.

(End of chapter)