After the bloody storm, there was no pure color left on the few people who were still standing.

It was like a scene where a dog rolled in the mud and ruffled its fur, and everything was filthy.

"The county officials are in front of the sedan, and the soldiers and civilians are getting out of the way~" The ghost of the gong sounded the gong, and the sedan slowly moved away, and then disappeared into the mist behind.

All this is no big deal to it.

Even the ghosts on the sedan didn't even look at him.

"Ah~"

"Dead, all dead!"

"What should I do, wuwuwu..."

"..."

The virtual ghost disappeared, and no one knew who shouted the first voice.

The crowd opened their mouths wide, desperately breathing out the horror and trembling in their hearts.

"Isn't this ghost too fierce?" Wei Wu looked shocked. Although the supernatural events in the Eastern Earth World were also very fierce, they were completely different from this.

It's so unreasonable here.

I didn't see Xu Gui take action, let alone anything else... he suddenly got a headshot.

Those that made a loud noise all exploded.

Xugui's words are like laws, the kind that follow the rules.

Violation will result in a headshot.

Not only him, but Cai Linglong and Huan Qingwu also turned pale at this moment.

Powerful things are scary, and unknown things are frightening.

This circle exploded, and more than half of them died.

Especially those petite oirans who like to scream.

As a result, there are only two left standing now.

After a brief commotion, the crowd decided to move on.

This time the floats and everything else were abandoned, and everyone moved forward on foot. No one knew what they would encounter ahead, and the consequences of not being able to avoid them might be even uglier than a headshot.

This walk takes two sticks of incense.

Just when everyone's mood stabilized a little, something supernatural appeared in the mist in front of them, and a group of children ran out jumping and laughing.

"Three, three, four, four, we are all wooden people, we are not allowed to speak or move!"

The children were playing and moving forward while playing games. Every time they shouted the password, the children would stop and keep silent. If one of them moved and spoke, he would be laughed at by the others and would reach out and be laughed at by everyone.

Take pictures of them all.

Repeat this in a loop, playing while walking.

When everyone saw this scene, they were a little scared and a little surprised.

Because this time they are not disembodied ghosts, they are really a group of children, both boys and girls, wearing colorful clothes, braids, silver bracelets, and longevity locks.

Lively and cheerful, he is exactly like the innocent and childish child you see every day in the market.

Soon, the children came closer, and everyone instinctively gave way.

"Three, three, four, four, we are all wooden people, we are not allowed to speak or move!"

However... before everyone got out of the way, the children had already finished shouting the command.

Amidst the chaotic footsteps, the innocent child immediately turned around happily, pointed at the person who was still dodging, and shouted happily.

"Haha, look, they moved!"

"They lost!"

"We won!"

"yeah!!"

"..."

The voice fell.

"Bang bang bang..."

As a result, waves of blood flew among the people who were trying to avoid him.

Dozens of heads were once again the same as before, like bursting watermelons, splashing everywhere.

Many people are unprepared and instinctively cover their mouths in fear of screaming.

However, the wooden man... cannot move.

Another burst~

Until everyone was trembling and there was no movement anymore.

The children then continued the next cycle, laughing and joking away, disappearing into the mist behind.

The trembling breathing was heavy and depressing, and the terror and horror increased again.

It took a long time, until one of the people couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground, and he didn't get a headshot, the crowd let out a big sigh of relief again.

"When evil spirits pass by, your words will follow!"

"What they say are rules and laws. If you violate them, you will die!!"

The old man driving the car looked at the blood on the ground, swallowed hard, and shouted.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one refutes.

Ghosts can kill people, and innocent children can also kill people.

The words of the old man driving the cart gave the key to explaining the cause of death, and everyone recovered much faster this time.

Of course, what's more important is that those who couldn't keep their composure were all dead.

After that, everyone set off again. After a while, the supernatural reappeared, this time it was a funeral procession.

At the front is a Taoist priest, behind him are the Eight Immortals carrying the coffin, and at the back are the mourners mourning.

The Taoist rang the bell and sang: "The heroic spirits have fallen, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, all living beings are crying, mortals should stay away~"

The singing voice was heavy, and the cries of the funeral procession behind him were obviously louder.

At this time, everyone naturally got out of the way early. They pricked up their ears and heard the four words "all living beings cry." They immediately imitated the funeral procession and started to "cry."

Those who respond quickly cry early, and those who respond slowly rush to catch up, but no one dares to neglect, no matter whether they are really crying or pretending to cry.

The less courageous one tried his best to squeeze out tears.

This time, the words of the old driver were verified again.

Everyone cried together and almost got through it safely, except for one unlucky guy who got his head shot.

He is mute.

In the supernatural world, there is no mercy. The more you lack, the faster you will die.

Then, the procession then went through a wave of marriage processes and an official trip.

The wedding procession should congratulate, laugh, or at least not be unhappy.

Officials must kneel down when traveling and cannot raise their heads, let alone glance randomly.

With the experience accumulated in the past, the team finally survived the two times completely without any headshots.

But the ghosts don’t stop,

Not long after, another Confucian scholar came out of the mist.

The Confucian scholar was gentle and gentle, and did not keep talking like before. Instead, when he walked up to Huan Qingwu and saw the white snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas looming under her veil, he hurriedly covered his eyes, hid his face and ran:

“See no evil and hear no evil!”

“See no evil and hear no evil!”

When everyone heard this, they quickly closed their eyes and covered their ears.

Can't see, can't hear!

This is what Confucian scholars say.

The Confucian scholar muttered something and walked away quickly, but the sound disappeared after a while.

But what disappeared this time was not only the murmurs of the Confucian scholars, but also the rapid and suppressed breathing of everyone.

The surroundings gradually became as quiet as death.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense... half an hour... and then a long time passed.

When Wei Wu couldn't help but slowly opened a slit of his eye to observe, he couldn't help being shocked, and he stood up suddenly in fright.

Because at this moment, his side... was actually empty.
Chapter completed!