Otherworldly Merchant

“I don't have anything?” Dahan stalled the stall: “My Zhong family never relied on any magic apparatus. After all, my ancestor Zhong Qiang was a ghost eater. ”

His voice had just fallen and a shadow had fallen from the sky, falling straight in front of us.

I turned around and the snake woman's body fell off.

She had been neatly cut in half, just tangled up by a protective net, so she didn't split up for a moment, and just swayed for a while.

This resulted in a sturdy fall, with bright red guts and a blue and purple large intestine all over the floor.

At first sight, the assistant hurried back to the corner of the wall and vomited constantly.

I suddenly noticed that Snake's right hand seemed to be holding something tight, and that thing slightly revealed a pink corner.

I squatted down, broke her fingers, took the stuff out, and dried the blood on the black robe.

It was found to be a pink flower, weird, stacked with countless petals, each like a small hand. There was a hole in the center, and I had no idea what it was for.

“This is nothing.” The big man came and looked at it strangely, and turned his hand to the Master of Ming Jing: “Old monk, this must be your Buddhist stuff, right? ”

The Master Ming Jing squinted his eyes for a moment and said: “It does resemble a thousand hands of lotus flowers of the Buddha family, but a thousand hands of lotus flowers are placed outside the lotus leaves, but this thing is leaf oriented, definitely not Chinese. ”

“This is the knife on the Japanese samurai knife!” Long Aoyagi picked it up and swept a glance: "It's not lotus flowers, but cherry blossoms, meaning short and magnificent beauty, representing the spirit of samurai in Japan. Oh, no! ”

Suddenly, he shouted and threw the cherry blossoms out of his hand, shouting, “I know why the three of them are dead. ”

“With the exception of me and the Master of Perception, all five of you have been in the village, three of them dying in succession, and you are all right. There are only two possibilities, the first as mentioned earlier and the second…”

Chang Qingliu said, looking at the cherry blossoms at his feet again: "That is, someone stole something from the village in secret, which caused a powerful ghost. ”

I was stunned and figured out why.

Huang Tiexiu entered the village with Master Red Hook. He must have found the cherry blossom first and then died. Master Red Hook saw that Huang Tiexiu was dead. To prevent others from discovering it, he threw him into the well and took the cherry blossom out.

Since he had been away from Dafeng Village for the past few days, the ghost on the cherry blossoms had not caused him any substantial harm.

Today, although he did not enter the village, he was not far from the construction site, and the ghost outbreak killed him.

Later, when Snake examined the body, she also found the cherry blossoms, but Snake tried to swallow the clues and hid them herself, so she was killed again!

And now, all four of us touch cherry blossoms...

Long Aoyagi pulled out a piece of sand and shouted at the three of us: "Look at the red line on your left wrist! ”

And I looked down, and it turns out, there was a very obvious red mark on my wrist.

“It's called the Homecoming Reunion Curse!” Qingliudao's long face touched the beard with a gloomy touch: “The devil thinks home, taking things for himself! Once the end of the red line is connected, it turns into a circle, even if your fix is so strong, you won't be able to return to heaven. ”

“Fortunately, it was early to discover that the Yin Spirit would not dare to reveal itself unless the four of us were separated. But the excesses can't wait for tomorrow, and we have to do it tonight. ”

“Amitabha Buddha.” Master Ming Ming read the Buddha, helpless: “That seems to be all there is to it! ”

A cherry blossom knife alone carries such a brutal spirit, I'm afraid the ghost behind it is more powerful than the ghost king?

These words do not need to be spoken, and everyone present knows them.

At a glance, the sky had darkened, and all four of us packed our things and marched towards Dafeng Village together.

Qingliudao raised his head and looked at the sky lane: “Beidou moved south, away from the palace punch corner. For security reasons, we entered the village from the southeast direction. ”

Today is the fourteenth lunar calendar, the moon, though not yet round, is extremely bright, emitting a clear moonlight, strangely, the village is dark, as if a layer of unseen and untouchable black fog blocked all the light.

We stood on the edge of a ditch outside the village, but as blind as we were, we could not see the situation in the village.

“Go!” exclaimed the man, jumping over the ditch, and the few of us followed.

Chang Aoyagi drew an ancient sword of green meditation. Master Ming Xing lit up the wooden fish. I also held down the double knife of the Ghost Chopper.

The village is quiet and horrible. Stop yelling. You can't even hear a bug!

All the houses were painted black with no light, only that bright red willow on the tall rooftop, under the moonlight, red as blood!

The big man walked ahead and led us straight to the little stone house on the east side of the village. There was no one on the way, as if all the villagers were asleep.

Soon an open space appeared with thick blue stone slabs and a small stone house in the center.

As Da Han said, the stone room was not big, no doors, no windows, and there was a strange tablet on the roof. As soon as I approached it, I felt a very strong ghost.

When!

In the midst of this, the silent night sky suddenly sounds a crisp goose of copper!

Dang!

Immediately thereafter, the copper gong sounded faster and faster.

As the goats burst, there was a sudden burst of dense footsteps in the alley on all sides.

“Careful!” Qingliudao had a long look and quickly drew out the ancient sword of green meditation.

The big man clawed his hands like a hungry tiger, and set up an offensive posture.

The Master of Ming Ming missed the Buddha and touched the wooden fish.

In the darkness, the men and women of the village gathered from all sides, with hoes, sickles, shovels, bows and crossbows, surrounded the group of four!

They don't have torches, they don't have flashlights, and the thick night is not only unobstructed for them, it's like the best cover - they're like night hunters, and we're the prey they've been coveting for a long time, and now is a great time to surround them!

Their eyes were red and no longer had the honest mane they saw during the day, but with a wild taste of killing.

When!

In the darkness, another copper gong sounded, and the villagers rushed over like crazy!

No shouting, no shouting, all silent, all at the same time waving all kinds of weapons towards our heads, chest hurting the area wildly!