Approaching the bottom of the valley, the faces of the people in the valley slowly became clearer, but they saw that they were all wearing black clothes with skeletons embroidered on their backs, and they were holding something that seemed to be a spirit flag, but the banner was not white, but black.

Those people did not stand in a pile, but stood in different directions, not moving, their faces were extremely solemn, but the middle one was wearing a silver mask on his head, which looked extremely hideous.

Yuwen Zhouyuan counted and found that there were six people standing on the edge, and counting the middle one, there were seven in total.

Although Yuwen Juyuan didn't know what they were doing, he intuitively knew that they must be doing something unseemly.

Suddenly, the person with the silver mask in the middle raised his hand, opened his mouth and seemed to say something, because he was far away, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't hear what he was saying clearly, but what happened next couldn't help but stunned him.

I saw that the bronze masked man threw up the spirit flag in his hand, and the spirit flag immediately flew into the air, floating there as if someone had caught it, and then, the six people around also threw the spirit flag, and unlike the spirit flag of the person in the middle, the other spirit flags automatically rotated around the spirit flag in the middle.

With the rotation of the spirit flag, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the yin wind suddenly rose, blowing Yuwen Zhuyuan couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

Not only that, but the red liquid then flowed from the seven spirit flags, falling around the seven people, and gradually forming many red lines on the ground, but the strange thing is that after the red liquid landed, it did not seep into the soil and did not spread, but flowed like a stream on the ground, gradually becoming intricate, and became a pattern that Yuwen Zhouyuan could not understand.

The fishy smell in the air became more and more intense, and as the yin wind blew, Yuwen Zhouyuan finally understood that this fishy breath was bloody gas, and the red liquid turned out to be blood!

Suddenly, a crow flew up from between the branches of the old locust, and made a terrible "quack" cry from its mouth, it fluttered its wings in a panic, ready to fly out of the valley, but it had not yet flown out a few feet, and suddenly an upside-down onion fell to the ground and died.

A vague black gas floated out of the valley not far away, slowly approaching Dongliukouzi Village.

When the black qi reached the entrance of Dongliukouzi Village, it suddenly stopped, and then, it split into two streams and spread in opposite directions, gradually surrounding the entire village.

Then, the black gas became more and more intense, mixed with a stream of blood, and suddenly swarmed towards the village like a wild horse.

The black skin at the entrance of the door of the village's naughty boy Yuan Zhengang raised his head from the ground vigilantly, but before it could open its mouth and bark, it was suddenly submerged in black gas, and then, blood oozed from its eyes, ears, mouth and nose at the same time, its limbs twitched, and its head drooped and died silently.

Luo Zhengdao, the only god in Dongliukouzi Village, suddenly woke up from the nightmare, he opened his eyes in horror, and saw a thick black gas in front of him rushing towards him with teeth and claws, he was so frightened that the undead were all rising, and took out the three Dao talismans that were pressed under his pillow as quickly as he could in his life, regardless of the three seven twenty-one and pasted them on his body.

It was more than ten years ago that he saved a blood-stained Taoist priest, carefully served him for three days, and the Taoist priest gave it to him when he left, saying that these three talismans could save his life, so Luo Zhengdao has been by his side, in case of emergency.

But he was still a step too late, and the black gas suddenly enveloped his body, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

The black qi was about to continue to spread to his head, but at this time, the three Dao talismans attached to Luo Zhengdao's body suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and then, all of a sudden, they burst into flames.

Those black qi seemed to see a nemesis, and they rushed out of Luo Zhengdao's house, and then, Luo Zhengdao's house returned to clarity.

The black qi also diffused towards the hut where Yuan Zhengang lived, but when the black qi came to a place three feet in front of Yuan Zhengang, it suddenly seemed to encounter some obstacles, and it could no longer move forward.

And Yuan Zhengang, who was asleep, didn't know anything, he was still having a dream, dreaming that he had picked a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum when he helped his grandfather collect medicine, so he laughed happily.

Yuan Zhen just smirked in his dream, and this smile was laughed until dawn.

By the time he got out of bed, the sky was still overcast, and the rain was still dripping, and there was no intention of stopping.

Vaguely, he felt that there was a strange smell in the air today, but he didn't think much of it, thinking that it might be raining.

The first thing he did after waking up was to listen to the beautiful things in his sleep to his grandfather, "Grandpa, grandpa, I had a dream!" Yuan Zhen just shouted, jumped up from the bed, and rushed towards his grandfather's room.

Grandpa was still sleeping with his head covered.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't sleep, I had a dream to tell you!" Yuan Zhen just lifted his grandfather's quilt, but the scene in front of him couldn't help but make him frightened.

Grandpa's seven orifices were bleeding black blood, stained quilts, and bed sheets everywhere.

"Grandpa!" Yuan Zhengang screamed, he only felt that his eyes were black, and he trembled his hand to touch the end of his grandfather's nose, and when he looked out, he found that his grandfather had long lost his breath.

"No, grandpa, you can't leave me!" Yuan Zhengang screamed, tears welled up from his eyes, and he grabbed his grandfather's arm.

Grandpa's arms were cold, apparently dead for a long time.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't die, don't leave me, you haven't seen me take the test yet! Grandpa, grandpa, I will definitely listen to you in the future, study hard, take exams well, and never go against your will again, don't die!" Yuan Zhengang howled and cried.

He died at the age of six, and for six or seven years he has been dependent on his grandfather, when his father died, because he was still young, he didn't feel how to grieve, and he slowly forgot about it after crying for a few days, but at this time he was already sensible and lost his grandfather, and the grief of losing his relatives hit his soul like a mountain of unpreparedness, only to cry him to death.

But after crying for a long time, there was no movement in the village, and no one came into the house to inquire.

Yuan Zhengang wiped a handful of tears, forced himself to calm down, thinking that this is not good, just crying is not a way, you must notify others to do the future for grandpa, you are a child, such a big thing can not be done.

He first thought of Uncle Qian, Dongliukouzi Zhongluo, Qian, and Wang are surnames, their Yuan family is a single family in Dongliukouzi, there are no side branches, and there are no relatives, these neighbors take care of each other on weekdays, and the relationship is closer than relatives.

Thinking of Uncle Qian, Yuan Zhengang immediately stood up, pushed the door and walked out, and when he passed through the dilapidated doorway, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, as if he had tripped over something.

He looked at his feet in the hazy light and couldn't help jumping.

The black skin was lying in the doorway on all fours, black blood was oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he was exactly the same as his grandfather.

"Black skin!" Yuan Zhengang couldn't help but scream, and took a few steps backwards one after another.

"Could it be that grandpa and Heipi both ate something and were poisoned?" Yuan Zhengang's mind raced, "But, how is this possible, there is not even a pack of rat poison at home, how can Heipi and grandpa be poisoned?"

"Uncle Qian, come on, something has happened to our family!" Yuan Zhen was even more panicked when he thought of this, hurriedly opened the courtyard door, ran to Uncle Qian's door quickly, and slammed the door vigorously.

But after smashing for a long time, there was no movement in it at all.

The panic in Yuan Zhengang's heart became more and more intense, and he vaguely felt that the matter was more serious than what he saw, but he didn't dare to think about it, and continued to slam the door while crying bitterly.

There was still no movement in there.

Not only Uncle Qian's house, but also other families in the village did not move, he cried here for so long, smashed the door for such a long time, and there was not even a person in the village who came out to see what was going on.

The village was too quiet, at the beginning, Yuan Zhengang was immersed in grief and didn't feel it, but slowly, he discovered this fact, so the grief in his heart slowly disappeared, replaced by a heartfelt horror.

A yin wind blew, and Yuan Zhengang shivered involuntarily, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to cry at this time.

"Uncle Qian! Uncle Qian! come out for a while!" he could only shout quietly, but the more he shouted, the more fear grew in his heart, and the goosebumps on his body rose more and more.

A bad premonition gradually rose in my heart: Could it be that Uncle Qian and the people in the village are also dead like Grandpa and Heipi.

The thought struck him so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

"No, no, how could such a thing happen, I must be thinking nonsense!" Yuan Zhengang hurriedly shook his head, squeezing this terrifying thought out of his head.

With courage in his heart, he stopped knocking on Uncle Qian's door, and came to a low place in the wall of the Qian family's courtyard.

"Uncle Qian, Uncle Qian, don't sleep, my grandfather is dead!" Yuan Zhengang called out in a louder voice as much as possible.

But there was no sound in the room.

The bad thought in Yuan Zhengang's heart rose again, and at this time, he couldn't be afraid, and hurriedly grabbed the window lattice of Uncle Qian's house and unloaded it.

The scene inside the room made Yuan Zhengang's heart shatter, Uncle Qian, Aunt Qian, and the two sons of the Zhao family, Dazhu and Erqiang, were all lying on the bed bleeding, their faces were pale, and they had obviously been dead for a long time.

"Uncle Qian!" Yuan Zhengang couldn't help screaming and cried again.

However, this time he didn't cry for long, he hurriedly opened the door of the Qian family, and ran towards Uncle Luo's house again.

The situation of the Luo family is the same, the whole family is bleeding and dying in bed, especially what makes Yuan Zhengang sad is that even Sister Jiaqi, whom he secretly likes, also died like this, and the original crystal clear face has been covered with a layer of gray at this time, and it has also disappeared.