The firelight flickered, Gao Yucheng looked at the wound on his arm, and his thoughts couldn't help but surge, why did those corpses find him? Shen Shuai's resurrection, he thought about it from the beginning in his heart, from the fall of the White Shoumeng to the death of the Seagod King, and countless masters of the rivers and lakes in the middle died in the process, everything in the rivers and lakes should have been calm, the evolution of the viable corpse, and the resurrection of Shen Shuai proved that the Jiangnan martial arts were still surging. All of this may be just the tip of the iceberg. He suddenly had a feeling in his heart that there was an invisible hand behind him that was controlling from beginning to end.

Like the abyss, Gao Yucheng can't completely trust anyone.

From the Gu Poison Rebellion to the Shengyun Tianhai God King, all of these are controlled by one hand, with Gu first, and gradually deepening, Jiangnan Martial Arts is like a big chess game.

Gao Yucheng felt that he was originally an ordinary chess piece in this battle of rivers and lakes, but with the progress of the chess game, he had an important process to decide the chess game, Gu poison is not unique to Jiangnan martial arts, now that the Seagod King is dead, the most relevant to that hand is Princess Dream and Mr. Nanhua, because one of them understands Gu, and who is the other with Gu? He wants to peel off all this to find out the hand behind it.

The inn was broken, the firelight was beeping, it seemed to be windy, the firelight was swaying, and the swaying light was cast on the doors and windows, when a skull suddenly appeared in the window and a hand was outstretched.

"Not good"

The skeleton flew up, flying three in a row, and Gao Yucheng immediately dodged. The skull broke through the window and smashed into the fire, the fire dissipated, the skeleton flew, and then there were several crashes in Titicaca, and three female corpses in red broke straight into the door in the darkness.

The three corpses came out in an instant, they didn't have any moves, but they were the most effective attacks, just pounced, attacked, blocked the front, Gao Yucheng was lucky, blocked a few moves, the arm wound, faint pain, Gao Yucheng didn't dare to fight. The footsteps change, the virtual dodge is avoided, the vertical force is kicked, the footsteps are changed three times, and the top is broken and flying.

How could they find themselves so quickly? Gao Yucheng couldn't figure it out. He didn't think about it anymore, and now he decided to go to that village.

There are only about ten households in the village, and I can't say why this village gives Gao Yucheng a kind of depression and gloom.

A village in the dark, fortunately there are a few remaining lights.

The lamp fluttered in the wind, looking lonely, and with the help of the residual lamp, Gao Yucheng came to the first household at the entrance of the village. White walls, gray tiles, wooden doors, bare nothing. There is only one small stone lion at the door.

Gao Yucheng knocked on the door. Bang bang knock on the door.

Someone. Old man.

The old man's dim face, hoarse voice.

"Who?"

The old man came out with a lamp.

"Who's Knocking"

It was an old man who opened the door, and Gao Yucheng thought to himself, is it really the same as he thought, there are no young people in this village.

Gao Yucheng decided not to go in and hide first, and in the dark, Gao Yucheng saw the old man holding a red light, opening the door and looking around. The old man's face was indistinct, dim and dark, but there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.

Gao Yucheng waited and went to another door. Only then did I find that the layout of the entrance to the village was the same.

White-walled gray tile wooden doors. Bare doors. A small stone lion under the doorway.

Knock.

Will the person who opens the door be the same?

This time he had just knocked twice. The lights in the room seemed to come on, and then there was a hoarse voice. "Who" was also an old man's voice. Gao Yucheng decided not to go in. He hid. It was an old man who opened the door, holding a dim red light in his hand, and Gao Yucheng still couldn't see the old man's face clearly.

The white wall, gray tile wooden door, the same scene, the same door, changed to a family, Gao Yucheng knocked on the door for the third time.

Will it be the old man who will open the door this time?

"Who?" The hoarse voice was listening to an old man again, as he thought, there were no young people in this village at all, this time Gao Yucheng decided to go in He planned to go in and ask. He waited. The creaky door opened, revealing a red light first.

"Who?"

Dim lights, hoarse sounds. Suddenly giggled, Gao Yucheng was shocked! Red light, red clothes, girl! chalky face, smile, a mouthful of hideous teeth! It turned out to be a walking corpse, and the walking corpse pounced on it with both arms!

"They're them again?"

Gao Yucheng hurriedly retreated. His feet lifted and he spun around, shaking them off again.

This time, Gao Yucheng pondered carefully. He thought about it again. How the hell did they find themselves? He couldn't figure it out. How did the walking corpse appear in the third house? How could it have been hidden in advance, and would the old man in the first and second house have any contact with them?

Gao Yucheng lifted his feet and flew into the first small courtyard. The lights in the courtyard are still on. It seems that the old man has not yet fallen asleep. Gao Yucheng tiptoed and gently pushed the door. Squeak. Gao Yucheng's eyes flashed. The lights were on in the hall. A straight eye.

Caught with one's pants down.

Boy!

The old man was sitting in the hall, holding a red light in his hand, and his eyes were looking straight at Gao Yucheng. Gao Yucheng was moved. "This"

He hurriedly explained.

"The old man... I..."

The old man stared at him and did not speak.

"Old man, don't be angry, I..." Noticing that the old man's face was stiff, he felt that something was wrong. He stepped forward to sniff the old man's breath. My heart sank. "This old man is dead"

Who killed him? There was no trace of a fight in the hall, and there was no panic, Gao Yucheng immediately thought about running to the bedroom, there was no bed in the bedroom, only a coffin.

In the dim red light, the coffin was pitch black with a green glow.

There was no bed in the bedroom, but only a coffin, could it be that the old man was sleeping in the coffin? Gao Yucheng subconsciously looked back. The old man suddenly stood up and looked at him.

Gao Yucheng's heart was cold, this person was obviously dead just now.

"Who are you and what are you doing here..."

"Old man, I knocked on the door before, but I want to spend the night"

"Oh"

"Old man, just now you..."

"I'm just not asleep..."The old man said lightly, "In ancient times, there was a general named Zhang Fei, who also slept with his eyes open."

Gao Yucheng felt that this old man was very strange. "He's not human. ”

The old man said, "I opened the door just now, but there was no one, and when I got into the house, I wanted to drink water, but I fell asleep," he said, sighing. "Old... It's old—" he said as he staggered down to the bedroom. turned around and threw a sentence at Gao Yucheng, "If you spend the night... I can only sleep in the coffin...", he climbed into the coffin as he spoke.

Gao Yucheng's heart couldn't help pounding.

It's weird.

He couldn't help but look into the coffin on the ground. In the dim light, there was no quilt in the coffin, and the old man lay flat with his hands crossed over his chest.

Lying like a corpse.

The old man really slept,

Gao Yucheng went to the second household again. The courtyard was dark, and the hall and bedroom lights had been extinguished, and Gao Yucheng was cautious. He touched it and lit the lamp, and there was a coffin in the hall and no one in the bedroom.

He took a look at it.

Empty coffin.

What about people?

The hall bedroom is small and unoccupied. Gao Yucheng walked out of the hall and walked to the courtyard. The long yard with white walls, and suddenly he found something. There seems to be no place to cook in the yard of this house. How can people skip meals? He rushed back to the bedroom of the first household. The coffin is still there. The people are gone.

Empty coffin.

What about people?

Bang bang bang. There was a knock on the door. "Open the door" hoarse. Is it the old man sleeping in the coffin? No! The walking corpse is still there!

Deal with the walking dead with fire. Gao Yucheng thought of this, picked up the wood casually, tore some cloth and wrapped it around the wood, and the fire folds picked the cloth and burned.

With a clang, the door was slammed open, and a dark shadow pounced. Gao Yucheng stretched out the burning wood and pointed it at the black shadow, it was the old man, he had big eyes.

Immediately, the red-clothed walking corpse hiding behind it flashed out. Fortunately, Gao Yucheng was prepared.

Wine can be drunk as well.

Gao Yucheng also had half a bag of wine hidden in his arms.

Spirits are more flammable.

The red-clothed corpse flashed out, poured wine, and lit fire. It's all just a matter of moments.

The corpses are dancing and the fire is burning. The firelight reflected in the sky, showing that the night was like ink tonight, and the night was too deep, and Gao Yucheng was destined to have no sleep tonight.

Gao Yucheng left the thirteen families in the village. Each household has a coffin in its bedroom. It was pitch black and glowing green, but every house was empty, and there was no one and no one.

Why is there a coffin in the bedroom? The coffin has no mechanism, what is the strange use of this coffin, or is it really used to sleep like the old man?

Strange more than a little.

There was no one in the thirteen houses, this is really strange, where have all the people gone? Gao Yucheng remembered that there were obviously two old people, and now one has died, and the other has gone.

Killed by the walking dead?

Or did he escape?

If you kill it, why is there no trace, if you escape an old man who has been in the wind and the candle, where can he go in this night as thick as black ink?

Gao Yucheng returned to the first courtyard. The fire burning on the ground was gradually extinguished. The two walking corpses were burned to the same black charcoals. Who would have thought that it was two corpses that could walk and kill.

When the wind blew, the two fires that were about to be extinguished seemed to merge, connected together, and then separated.

Gao Yucheng suddenly thought of the whereabouts of the old man, just like firelight. He had some ideas. Two old men may not be two old men, they may be one person.

Gao Yucheng remembered that the first time he knocked on the door, it was an old man who came out, carrying a lantern, and the second time he knocked on the door, it was also an old man, holding a lantern in his hand. At that time, I was focused on whether it was an old man or not, and I forgot to wonder if they were the same person.

The distance between the two rooms is just a wall.

Where is the line in between?

Could it be the coffin? Gao Yucheng didn't check the black and green coffin again. There was nothing wrong with the coffin from top to bottom from the inside out, even the walls of the bedroom.

Where will it be?

Could it be that I was wrong?

After confirming that there was no problem with the coffin and walls in the bedroom, Gao Yucheng immediately turned around. I subconsciously saw the chair. Chairs in the hall.

Gao Yucheng was sitting on that chair when he saw the old man!

An ordinary old man would never be like that.

The chair is twisted. Boom.

A dark passage.

Sure enough, there was. Where does this tunnel lead?

Gao Yucheng had an idea in his heart. Of the thirteen houses, there is only one person.

This is the passage that connects the thirteen houses.