When Jin Wuzhi walked in the door, he seemed to have passed through an invisible diaphragm, and looking at the dark restaurant inside, he had an unobstructed view in his eyes.

In the dark lobby, there was no one, only the tables and chairs were neatly placed, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er were not there, and Feng Qiuhe had disappeared!

Just walked in, and there was a squeak behind me!

His face sank, and the whole person jumped out at once, and after landing on the ground, he turned to look behind him, and his palms were staggered in front of him.

There was no one behind him, but the door of the restaurant was closed!

"Trick up!" Jin Wuzhi quickly glanced at the lobby and didn't find anything unusual!

At this time, there was a faint sound of singing behind the restaurant, with drums, suona, erhu, and a woman singing, the tune was very sad, giving him a familiar feeling!

Jin Wuzhi's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stepped towards the back door. The back door was behind the stairs up the second floor, and he reached out and pulled it, but he didn't pull it, as if it was locked by something outside!

His face sank, and the muscles in his arms bulged and the muscles bulged, and he pulled violently.

Whew!

A sound of cloth tearing sounded, the back door opened, and a few pieces of white silk were fluttering to the ground, and the door was tied by this white silk just now.

He sneered, continued forward, and went out the back door, which was a corridor, and the singing voice was much clearer, and he could hear it in the backyard not far away.

"This song is "Wangjiang Tower"! is that you?"

He listened to the familiar tune and remembered the troupe that was knocked off the stage a few days ago. He had always thought it was just an ordinary crappy troupe, but now it seems that it is not simple.

Walk through the corridor to a wide courtyard.

At night, there was no wind in the courtyard, and paper lanterns with a reddish glow in gray and white were hung everywhere, sprinkling a cold glow, illuminating the courtyard in a miserable white color.

There was a temporary stage in the middle of the courtyard, and the troupe on the stage was the troupe of that day, and most of the rows of seats under the stage were empty, and only a few people sat there to listen! Among them, there were the shopkeeper and the junior who I saw that day, all of whom were motionless facing the stage.

Feng Qiuhe was sitting quietly in the third row, as if listening attentively to the play!

The singing woman glanced at Jin Wuzhi, and a grim smile flashed on Mu Ran's face!

"I'm going to see what the hell you're up to!"

Jin Wuzhi sneered disdainfully, strode over to Feng Qiuhe and sat down.

Turning her head to look at her, I saw that her face was dull, her eyes were blank, and she thought she was listening to the play carefully, but in fact, her eyes were blank and out of focus, and she didn't know what she was watching!

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Feng Qiuhe's back, and immediately felt a cold aura, her body was stiff and cold, as if she was dead! Fortunately, there was still a faint heartbeat.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he was not dead yet!

Then her mind moved, and a hot internal qi entered her body from her back, and the cold aura was immediately dispersed, and her body gradually regained its softness and freshness.

"Whew!"

When the internal qi entered her head, there was a wail in the air!

A strange ghost head came out of her head, this ghost head was composed of black qi, the seven orifices were the holes of seven black holes, and there were two curved sharp horns on the left and right on the top of the head.

As soon as this ghost head came out, it rushed towards Jin Wuzhi viciously! A mouth was opened extremely wide, and there were jagged teeth in the mouth.

"Humph!"

Jin Wuzhi sneered, grabbed the ghost head in his hand with a slam of his palm. Retracting his hand and spreading it out, the ghost head has disappeared without a trace, and he summoned the system interface to take a look, and the green goblin soul suddenly became 1 point. This ghost head actually provided a Green Goblin Soul!

All this happened in a short moment, Feng Qiuhe's body collapsed in Jin Wuzhi's arms after the ghost head came out. She was breathing steadily, just unconscious!

Suddenly, the lights in the courtyard went out suddenly, and Jin Wuzhi's eyes went dark, and he immediately regained his vision!

The stage was completely empty, and the troupe seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a strong wind came from his ears!

"Hey!"

Jin Wuzhi burst into a shout, tilted his head violently, and held Feng Qiuhe in one hand and retreated wildly!

A white shadow swept through the side of the face, it was a long white silk! It was originally as soft as silk, but now it was as hard as a knife, and it was deeply inserted into the back of a person listening to the play in front of him!

"Whoosh!"

He kicked the ground violently with his legs, his body jumped high, and several white silk bolts shot through, inserting into the backs of several other people!

Jin Wuzhi volleyed over several meters, and fell to the side of the courtyard with the wind and autumn lotus in his arms. Looking into the field, I saw several figures coming from all around, all of whom had a long white silk sticking in their backs, and the other end stretched out, holding in the hands of a woman on the top of a pavilion. It's like a bunch of marionettes!

This woman is dressed in white and has a fluttering white hair, like a ghost, and she is the woman who sings.

"Hey... Giggle... Hey!"

The woman let out a peculiar laugh that was intermittent. The hand shook slightly, and Bai Aya shook one after another.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Several figures let out a roar that was not like a human voice in unison! The figures accelerated violently, some jumped high, some besieged on both sides, and rushed towards Jin Wuzhi from multiple directions!

Their hands turned into a pair of sharp claws, flashing with cold light, extremely sharp!

"Die!"

Jin Wuzhi gently put Feng Qiuhe on the ground, shouted angrily, the internal qi in his whole body was running wildly, his body exploded, and several afterimages flashed in the air!

With the fiery red internal qi in his palm, he slapped towards the attacking figure!

"Boom!"

As if struck by a train, the figure flew out at a faster speed, blasting into several pieces in the air.

"Whew!"

His eyes flashed, and another palm shot out like lightning, and another figure, his head exploded like a watermelon, and his entire body was flattened, deeply embedded in the ground, and smashed out a big hole!

Then he twisted violently, and one leg swept out like a steel pillar.

"Boom!"

Two loud bangs. The other two figures flew out in the air, completely smashing down a row of houses! Both of them were buried in the ruins, and there was no movement!

At this time, his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly heard the same movement behind him! When he turned around, he saw a figure emerging from the soil and hugging Feng Qiuhe on the ground!

"Look for death!"

Jin Wuzhi's eyes widened and he burst into tears!

With his feet kicking violently, his figure shot out like electricity, and a pair of fleshy palms slapped fiercely towards the man!

Looking at his posture, he didn't care about Feng Qiuhe's life or death, if that person continued to hug Feng Qiuhe, he would be slapped to death by this palm along with Feng Qiuhe!

The man immediately flinched, and his figure flashed, and he shrank back into the earth, as if it were not hard earth but clear water!

The palm of his hand flashed red, and he still slapped it violently!

On the roof in the distance,

The woman who had just been horrified and annoyed by the fact that several puppets were killed in an instant flashed a cruel smile in her eyes!

"Hehe, how will this human choose? kill his family members with his own hands, or forcibly recruit and cause himself to be injured?"

Seeing that the palm of his hand is about to slap Feng Qiuhe into meat puree!

Unexpectedly, suddenly, the palm that was as heavy as a thousand jun floated like a butterfly, and it slid over Feng Qiuhe's body as lightly as nothing, and not even a single hair was alarmed!

Then, the palm slapped on the ground beside him.

"Boom!"

"Ahh

A thunderous explosion! was accompanied by a short scream.

The ground exploded violently like a volcanic eruption, and the red light in the crumbling earth flickered, and a burning smell came out. A deep crater was left in place.