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Chapter 377 Yin Ling suddenly felt a little panic(1/2)

Xiao Gao was immediately speechless when he saw the barrage of Tianqing waiting for Yanyu.
Qi Ge’s popular science really made the ghosts disappear...
Does this mean it’s almost time to reach a degree?
After Luo Tianqing posted this barrage, he fell silent and stopped speaking.
It was as if he was beginning to suspect ghosts.
While Xiao Gao was thinking, Lao Chen suddenly touched Xiao Gao's shoulder and whispered: "Look over there, Xiao Zhan..."
The voice was a bit surprised.
Xiao Gao followed Old Chen's instructions and looked slightly surprised.
In the woods ahead, a figure in red clothes was shuttling through the woods at a very fast speed. It was none other than Xiao Zhan.
But now she is flying in the air, turning left and right.
Holding a hammer in his hand, he chased a fierce ghost and smashed it with the hammer.
Moving in the shadows, the selfie stick camera in Wang Qi's hand did not capture her at all.
"She seems to have a shovel under her feet?" Xiao Gao put his hand on his black-framed eyes and squinted to distinguish.
Suddenly you can see the shovel at Xiao Zhan's feet.
"Brother Qi, this shovel now has the ability to fly?"
Lao Chen also recognized that what was under Xiao Zhan's feet was a shovel, and asked in surprise: "Is this a flying spade?"
"Wait!" Xiao Gao suddenly discovered something, "She is not stepping on the shovel, she is holding the shovel between her feet..."
So, Xiaozhang’s ability to fly now depends entirely on himself.
But he deliberately held the shovel between his legs and pretended to be flying on the shovel...
"Why is this?" Old Chen asked confused.
Xiao Gao thought for a moment and found helplessly that he understood Xiao Zhan's intention.
"For the sake of formality..."
"..."
I saw the little zombie flying with a spade, shuttled through the mountains and forests, constantly assisting the Yin soldiers to kill one fierce ghost after another.
At the same time, she stretched her neck and looked around.
What are they searching for? Xiao Gao was confused.
And he was very sure that Xiao Zhan had no ability to fly before.
What happened in the forest just now?
And what's going on with these evil spirits?
In the camp not far away, Linlin had already told the old man about the situation here.
Su Xiang, Fan Wendi, and the awl-faced internet celebrities are trembling.
The old man's old face was full of confusion.
Most of the crew are real ghosts...
He finally understood why Zheng Ziyu screamed and ran away after he pulled off his mask.
It wasn't because I thought he was a ghost, it was because I discovered that he was a human being... Who would have thought of this!
Now the old man has calmed down, but there is only one thought in his heart.
The outside world is too crazy, he wants to go back to the mental hospital...
Although these fierce ghosts that rushed out from the gate of hell were numerous in number, they were not very strong.
The Yin soldiers can be wiped out without even having to mobilize in full force.
At this moment, a Yin soldier suddenly walked slowly to the tent.
This Yin soldier originally had the same appearance as a real person under the corpse makeup of the corpse stitching technique, but after the battle just now, the disguise on his body was shattered, and his face was cracked, revealing the translucent, blue decayed body inside.
Its approach made Su Xiang and others tremble and fear.
But the old man's expression was very calm. He didn't feel afraid of the Yin soldiers in front of him, and even felt a bit... friendly.
"Chief..." Yin Bing said to the old man in an incoherent voice.
"Chief Priest?" The old man was stunned and looked down at the mask in his hand.
The mask was inherited from generations by the chief priest of Guimen Village.
Back then, his father, the former chief priest, died suddenly and suddenly, and before his death, he solemnly handed the mask to him.
But he only had time to tell him to hold the village, and he died before he could say more.
The moment he took over the mask, he was actually the new priest.
He had been locked up in a mental hospital for these years and had nothing but the mask that his father gave him before his death, which he kept with him.
Now the Yin soldiers recognize him as the new priest chief.
In Guimen Village, only the priest knows the secret of the existence of Yin soldiers.
According to regulations, in order not to affect the normal life of the villagers, the Yin soldiers will only appear in front of the chief priest and a few villagers with psychic talents to communicate.
But now their chief priest has been away for more than twenty years...
"I, I..." The old man looked at the Yin soldiers in front of him and suddenly burst into tears.
He remembered his childhood experience. Many times, he had seen the team of Yin soldiers appearing at the entrance of the village at dusk.
His father told him that it was a secret used by Yin soldiers, and it was a secret guarded by Guimen Village in the era.
But as he grew older, he no longer saw Yin soldiers taking advantage of the situation - children with pure eyes and occasional psychic vision.
He thought it was just a conjecture caused by hearing too many ghost stories when he was a child, but it turned out to be true!
He seemed to feel the sense of mission in his blood.
"I'm sorry, I forgot about you..." He choked and said.
Yin Bing was very open-minded, and hesitantly reached out his hand and patted his shoulder gently.
It doesn't matter, everything will end.
This sudden "big scene" lasted for half an hour and came to an end.
In the tent belonging to Fang Yatong in the camp.
When the scene of a group of ghosts fighting began, Fang Yatong hid in his tent, shivering.
The simple table in the tent was filled with all kinds of messy items.
Although the crew has a professional makeup artist, she usually does the makeup herself during filming.
Liu Xiaocui's makeup skills of sewing corpses and corpse makeup really made her feel panicked...
On the messy table, there is now a picture.
That's Wang Qi's photo.
Fang Yatong faced the photo, clasped her hands together, her face full of piety, and muttered words, praying for Brother Qi's blessing.
After she first entered the ghost production set and found that the place was full of ghosts, she enshrined various gods and Buddhas in her tent.
Guanyin Tathagata Jesus Christ...
I know it's useless, I just want some psychological comfort.
After Zheng Ziyu accidentally saw it once, he gave her a suggestion: "It's useless for you to offer these, you might as well offer Wang Qi."
Fang Yatong thought about it, yes.
So I prepared photos of Wang Qi.
Fang Yatong was worshiping Wang Qi devoutly and did not notice that something was quietly creeping in the shadows on the ground.
A somewhat blurry figure slowly crawled out, and the image of a woman could be vaguely seen.
To be continued...
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