A small village more than a dozen miles away, the dense fog obscures the sky. The sun and the north wind can't shine in or blow through, and the fog isolates this place into another world.

A cloud flew obliquely in the hazy sky, and a thin man sat on it, looking thoughtfully at the situation in the village below. The roar of the machine came from far and near, carrying the peculiar smell of diesel fuel into the sky. The thin man only glanced at the mountain road, and when he saw that it was a mortal, he looked back and continued to look into the village.

At this time, Meng Liangliang suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if he was being peeped at by something. The feeling dissipated for a moment. She loosened the throttle slightly, looked around, and didn't find anything, only a faint breath in the clouds in front of her that she had never seen before.

Meng Liangliang hesitated slightly, but still kicked the accelerator and rushed all the way in the direction of the target.

The fog instantly thickened, and it was so white that I couldn't see anything clearly. In a short time, the fog faded into a thin veil again, and you could see the houses and trees in the distance, and the van in front of you diagonally across the road. The mountain road is not wide, and the whole road is blocked by vehicles crossing there.

Meng Liangliang had no choice but to brake the tractor, jump down and move forward on foot. Of course, she is responsible for what is borrowed. She put the tractor into the storage bag properly.

When passing by the van, Meng Liangliang found that the body of the car was covered with dents of various shapes, and in serious cases, they even smashed through the wagon. She circled the car, but finding no clues, continued to walk towards the village.

Silence, deathly silence. There are no fireworks near, and no chickens and dogs are crowing in the distance.

The fog in the village was a little different from that outside the village. The fog here is not mixed with resentment, but because of the thick resentment, it condenses into a haze-colored fog. Walking is very uncomfortable.

Except for the car across the entrance of the village, it can be said that Meng Liangliang entered the mud village all the way unimpeded. This is very different from the information given by Lin Fanghua. She didn't take it lightly, but became more cautious.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and as Meng Liangliang's footsteps moved, the smell gradually became clear.

After a few turns along the village road, there were heavy blood stains on the road. One by one, winding and overlapping, like a dark red hideous centipede, crawled along the road into a courtyard.

The smell of blood became even stronger, stimulating people's internal organs to turn over the river and the sea together.

Meng Liangliang pinched the palm thunder with one hand and his nose with the other, and after observing it for a while, he moved towards the courtyard with his back against the wall and the bloodstains. The gate was wide open, mottled with blood. From the lanterns and wooden plaques hanging next to the door, it is not difficult to tell that this courtyard is the ancestral hall of the mud village.

Standing still by the door, Meng Liangliang was mentally prepared and glanced at the ancestral hall against the wall.

People grow, and so does God. This time, Meng Liangliang didn't hold his head and scream, nor did he run away. She was quiet—she twisted her face quietly, leaning against the wall and retching silently.

The yard was full of stumps and corpses.

The innermost two rows are quite good, neatly arranged, and covered with sheets, the more they go outside, the more messy they become, and they are almost casually thrown into a pile in front of the door. In the dark red, several people were facing the gate of the ancestral hall, and there was still grief and despair in their round eyes.

Meng Liangliang quickly calmed the churning of his appetite and the tremor of his heart, pinched his nose and went in to take a look, confirming that there was no Su Xiaonuan inside.

Such a person died, but there was not half a wisp of soul floating nearby. Strangely, there is no ghost in the mud village. If there are no ghosts, where do all those detached souls go?

The corpse can't move and doesn't have the ability to attack like the evil ghost, but the discomfort it brings to Meng Liangliang is far more serious than that of the evil ghost. She didn't want to stay for a second, and ran out after the check-up.

A deliberately suppressed cry suddenly sounded at this moment, stopping her from rushing out.

"Little sister, little sister, little senior, little senior Meng. ”

The voice came from inside the ancestral hall, and it sounded somewhat familiar.

Looking at the closed door of the ancestral hall, Meng Liang was terrified, and his whole body, including a strand of hair, exuded a solemn slaughter - there was clearly no breath in it, no breath that belonged to people, and no breath that belonged to ghosts. Where did that sound come from?

She held the hand that had pinched the thunder in front of her, and asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

A window in the far corner of the ancestral hall opened from the inside, revealing a rugged face. There was a layer of dirty glass missing, and the other party saw the faint purple light in Meng Liangliang's hand, he subconsciously avoided it, and shook his hand again and again, "Don't split, it's me!"

This face is Qin Yang's apprentice who can drive an excavator, Lu Kui. But if Lu Kui's face grows, must it be Lu Kui?

Meng Liangliang still didn't let his guard down, "You don't have any breath on your body, how can you prove that you are you?"

Lu Kui held up a turtle shell-like object, "The turtle breath magic weapon that my master left me, it is all thanks to it that I can hide until now." Come here, don't be spotted by that thing. ”

Meng Liangliang approached, first reached out and poked Lu Kui's head to confirm that he was real, and then jumped into the room through the window.

Lu Kui is here, and the eight achievements of Qin's predecessors that Lin Fanghua said are Qin Yang. Meng Liangliang couldn't help but complain, "What kind of physique is your master, how do you go and where is weird." ”

Lu Kui's eyes lit up, "Have you seen my master?" ”

Meng Liangliang was silent, and didn't tell him the news of Qin Yang's disappearance for the time being, "I didn't see it." It's not you who said it yourself, your master left you a magic weapon. Where has your master gone, and why did you leave yourself here?"

"It's not. Lu Kui scratched his head irritably, "My master didn't let me come with me." Master and I came to bury the corpse of the White Bone Demon, and I accidentally injured my leg while searching for the cave to bury the bones, and on the way back, I found that the village was full of resentment. Master told me to stay where I was and didn't let me follow.

I couldn't wait for him, and I felt something was wrong, so I came in. As soon as I came in, I ran into something that was not human or ghostly and was killing people. The strength is not good, and the person is not saved and almost puts himself in. Master Xin left me a magic weapon. ”

Lu Kui pointed out the window and continued, "This place is so dead and dead, I hide here, and the thing can't find me. ”

The turtle shell that Qin Yang left for Lu Kui was really a magic weapon, in the small area it shrouded, the breath was clean, and even the smell of blood was much lighter.

Meng Liangliang snorted and looked Lu Kui up and down. The smell of blood on the tip of his nose was scented with medicine, not from the window, but from Lu Kui. "You didn't suffer this injury by accident when you were looking for holes and burying bones. When you were saving people, it seems to be quite serious, and you have to have a blood transfusion, right?"

Lu Kui waved his hand, looking indifferent, "Little senior, where do you say my master will be." ”

"I don't know. Meng Liangliang handed him a pill, "The pill that generates blood and replenishes qi can heal injuries, eat it quickly." ”

The pills in Meng Liangliang's hands were all purchased from Jiang Yan. Because of the price, she buys some mid-to-low quality. What Meng Liangliang didn't know was that Jiang Yan produced it, even if it was a lower grade, it was the best of the lower grades. What she gave to Lu Kui at this time was a medium-grade injury medicine, and if she put it in another house, it would be a top-grade drug.

How precious the high-grade elixir is.

Lu Kui was a little apprehensive, "This, how embarrassing is this." ”

Meng Liangliang handed him the pill while holding his mobile phone, "It's okay, count it on your master's account." Eat it. ”

Hearing that he was asking for money, Lu Kui was relieved and calm, grabbed the pill and swallowed it in one bite.

When the medicine is put into the abdomen, the effect is immediately visible. Meng Liangliang looked at him with a better complexion, turned the screen of his mobile phone, pointed to the photo of Su Xiaonuan inside, and asked, "Do you have any impression of this person, have you seen her in the village?"

Lu Kui glanced at it, barely able to suppress his voice, "Isn't this that thing!"