"Nadu Sends Dart Game"

The person who came was dressed in a black robe, and his appearance was hidden under his hood.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at the smallest dart game in Qianshui City, stepped on the fallen leaves of October, hesitated for a few seconds and walked in.

"Anyone?"

A crisp voice came from under the hood.

"Come on, come on. ”

A young man with short hair with scabbard eyebrows and hurriedly walked out of the house.

"Is the dart in Nanping Village connected?"

"Pick-up, pick-up, pick-......"

Mu Bai nodded violently, it has been three days since he entered this different dimension, and he finally waited for this black-robed man.

Based on his knowledge of the future of this world, this place will become a ghost realm in two days.

The cause was a fight between a ghost of a red fang and two Taoist disciples.

As a result, two major forces fought each other.

In the end, this extradimensional world, which is only thousands of miles in size, has completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

And the initial point of the matter was caused by a dart game in Thousand Water City.

However, what no one expected was that the person who sent the dart would get a chance because of this.

So as soon as Mu Bai entered this extradimensional world, he directly came to the dart game in Qianshui City and became a dart player.

"I've heard that it's not been quiet there, you...... Do you still pick it up?"

The man hidden under the hood paused and asked uncertainly.

"Don't worry, the compliance of our dart bureau is that the price is in place, and Huangquan dares to go three times. ”

Mu Bai touched his chin and nodded affirmatively.

As for what the other party said was not very calm, of course he knew what it was.

"Okay," Hearing Mu Bai's affirmation, the black-robed man said very dryly, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Today, she ran dozens of dart games back and forth, but when she heard that the dart she was going to leave was Nanping Village, her face changed greatly.

Then he refused her without hesitation, no matter how much commission she paid, she just didn't want to take the dart of Nanping Village.

As for the reason?

It is rumored that Nanping Village has recently been infested with unclean things in red clothes asking for their lives.

Not only did the entire village die one after another, but even a few arresters sent by the government to find out the cause.

Three days ago, he suddenly fell inside.

So now, as long as Nanping Village is mentioned, everyone is discolored.

"It's your commission. ”

The black-robed man took out two silver coins from his cuffs and hurriedly stuffed them into Mu Bai's hands.

As long as someone catches the dart, her life is saved.

At this time, I was not only relieved.

Then he solemnly handed a black cloth package to Mu Bai, told the specific address to be delivered, and said solemnly.

"Remember, don't open this package without permission. And after handing over the things to the owner, don't say anything, just leave. ”

"At this time, if the owner of the goods calls you, no matter what you say. Definitely, by all means, do not answer. ”

"Got it?"

"Hmm!" Looking at the person under the hood of the black robe, and then at the two hot silver coins in his hand, Mu Bai nodded very seriously,

"It's good to understand," Hearing Mu Bai's assurance, the black-robed man stopped talking, and then turned around and left.

"You go slowly," Mu Bai waved his hand with a smile on his face, watching the black-robed man gradually walk out of the door.

His expression changed suddenly, and the two sword eyebrows were deeply condensed together.

Because of the package handed over to him by the black-robed man just now, a cold yin qi was seeping out of it at this moment.

Seeing this situation, Mu Bai was not surprised.

Others may not know what the package is, but he knows very well that it is an underworld.

So his eyebrows stretched out, and his flickering face returned to normal, even revealing a hint of joy.

And happily shouted at the root of the west wall.

"Rhubarb. ”

In the small courtyard full of dead leaves, I found that under the poplar tree next to the root of the west wall, there was still a horse with shiny hair and napping.

Hearing Mu Bai's call, the napping rhubarb suddenly opened his eyes.

It knew it was going to work.

......

Nanping Village is a little southeast of Qianshui City, and the distance is one hundred and five miles.

The village is not very large, and there are only 67 households.

Originally, the village was warm and the neighborhood was harmonious.

Coupled with the golden autumn in October, it is a busy time.

Ten days ago, however, a strange thing suddenly happened in the village, and every night in the middle of the night, a woman dressed in red would appear in the street, singing a sad song.

And then the next day, a young man would die a miserable death.

At first, people thought it was a deliberate trick by the murderer.

It wasn't until three days ago that the four arresters who came to investigate the case were arrested, and all of them died overnight.

People only then realized that this may not be a man-made killing.

So the village that used to be lively is now deserted.

Especially at dusk and evening, every household closes its doors early.

Except for the crows that fell on the treetops outside the village, there was probably only the desolate cry.

However, in such an atmosphere, a man and a horse came to the north of the village.

"Ya~ya~"

Mu Bai raised his head and looked at the crows chattering on a few poplar trees at the entrance of Nanping Village.

Meiyu frowned slightly.

He didn't think it was a good sign.

Usually it's very disturbing to see one or two crows, but now there are so many.

This is a sign of death.

All he wants now is that there will be no surprises.

Otherwise, don't talk about chance, it's just whether you can come out alive or not.

It's not like some biographies write stories that know the future can be lawless.

Especially in a ghostly dimensional world like this, ghosts have different attitudes towards different people.

Knowing the future just gives you a direction to a shortcut.

Whether the process can succeed or not depends on the will of God.

Alas!

Thinking of this, Mu Bai couldn't help sighing, then turned over and dismounted, took off the long knife hanging on the side of the saddle, and then held it tightly in his hand.

Although the long knife may not be useful for the next encounter, but in the hand, the heart is inexplicably steady.

So he was like this, holding rhubarb in one hand and a long knife in the other, and slowly walked into Nanping Village.