The little girl who walked up to the female ghost in opera robe with dull eyes was immediately rolled up by the sleeves of the female ghost in blue opera robe. She was crushed into a ball of flesh like a tomato and then stuffed into it.

In a big mouth full of mud.

Seeing this horrific scene, everyone was stunned at first, then let out all kinds of heart-rending screams, and then ran frantically towards Neng.

"Master, help!"

"Ghost!"

"Mom!"

........

Nang, who had bitten his tongue out of nervousness and had his mouth full of blood, was still chanting the curse desperately and ignored the people crowding around him.

He understands that this time everyone may be done playing, and he can only wait and see what kind of requirements the female ghost has when killing people. If they don't follow these requirements, there will be no benefit in killing people, so that they can have a chance of survival.<

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Seeing that he could do anything, Fa Mao and Li Zhi pulled Xiao Ming, who was about to go crazy, and said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone. Since it doesn't come directly to take action, there must be a reason. We just need to hold on until Master Lin comes over.

There is help.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a huge force of gravity coming from Xiao Ming who was being pulled. Before he could react, his hands hurt, and Xiao Ming was already screaming in terror, being hit by an invisible force.

He was pulled into the hand of the female ghost in opera robe.

Seeing his younger brother wrapped in the long sleeves of the opera ghost, the frightened Li Zhi turned around and pushed several people away, rushed to Reng's side, grabbed his clothes, and wailed: "Master, help me.

,Master, help."

Rang, who was interrupted by Li Zhi in chanting the spell, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and answered quickly while the terrifying female ghost was torturing and killing Xiao Ming.

"It can't be saved. It is so powerful that even if the King of Heaven comes, it will be useless.

If I'm not wrong, there are three reasons why it won't kill us now.

First, it is daytime now and there is sunshine.

Second, when a group of us gather together, we are full of yang energy.

Third, only with my spell can I temporarily block it.

So everyone must maintain their self-confidence and not lose courage and let it take advantage of it. Now as long as we survive until 12 o'clock at noon, we have hope to escape this disaster, and then we can slowly think of a way."

In fact, it can be done. There is something I haven’t said yet, but everyone has never drank the water here, otherwise the above three points will be useless.

If you drink water, you will be like these two young men and a woman, and no one can save them.

Also, if this female ghost is willing to pay a small price, she can kill them.

Watching Xiao Ming screaming in terror, starting from his feet, he was crushed bit by bit by the sleeves of the female ghost.

Fa Mao hugged her hard and cried bitterly, struggling to save her younger brother Li Zhi. She comforted him: "I can't save him, so calm down."

The female ghost in blue opera robe squeezed Xiao Ming into a ball-like shape, stuffed it into her mouth, and then started to approach everyone while singing "Yah ah ah!" which made everyone feel the extremely depressing opera sound.<

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When she arrived in front of everyone, the blue long sleeves of the female ghost's hands were waving like waves.

Then everyone saw that as it waved its sleeves, the water in the distant pond turned into a black mist, floating towards everyone.

Seeing this mist filled with gloomy energy in mid-air can make your eyes widen with despair.

He knew that when the mist full of yin energy fell on everyone, the female ghost would be able to attack them without paying any price.

He immediately stopped the spell, picked up the ghost-killing stick in his right hand, and said through gritted teeth: "You are not giving us a way to survive at all. Can't we talk about it? We can talk about whatever you want."

The female ghost in the opera robe paid no attention to his intention, but kept waving her sleeves while singing the opera.

"I'll fight with you!" Neng Neng pushed away the crowd, raised his ghost-beating stick and hit the female ghost in opera robes on the head.

When the female ghost in the opera robe runs away with a wave of her sleeves, the sandalwood on the ghost-killing stick in her hand will be extinguished.

He also flew three times faster than when he jumped over, and flew upside down to the altar, smashing the entire altar to pieces.

"It can make the master!"

"It can make the master!"

.......

Feeling a tightness in her chest, she hurriedly stretched out her hands to catch the blood she spat out with weak spiritual power, and then held the blood and said: "It's useless to call me, this female ghost is too fierce, now everyone can only

I can escape by myself."

After saying yes, he smeared the blood all over his face, then stumbled up and ran towards the distance.

Upon hearing that they were running for their lives, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then, with all kinds of panicked cries, they frantically chased after Neng.

Among the people who fled, those who were last will be swallowed up by the black mist following them.

Then after a desperate scream, he completely disappeared. At the same time, after each person was swallowed by this black mist, two pale palms would stretch out from it.

After running for more than ten minutes, only Rang, his two younger brothers, Fa Mao, Li Zhi, beautiful reporter Gillian and the photographer were left among them. The others were swallowed up by the mist.

Fortunately, when they ran into the entrance of a village, the group was about to catch up with them, and the black mist covering their hands suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the disappearing black mist, Fa Mao among the crowd gasped and thought of some records in the book, and asked Neng: "Master, is it because the village is so popular that that thing doesn't dare to chase after it again?"

”

I was overjoyed to be able to calm down my breath and explained: "It should be, but we have to be careful, it will definitely not let us go easily."

At this time, Gillian, who had calmed down a bit, looked at the villagers in old-fashioned clothes and said strangely: "I saw the map here before I came here. Why have I never seen this village? And are they not allowed to see it?"

To that black air."

Rang, who had long felt exhausted physically and mentally, waved his hands: "Don't worry about it. At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, we will go to Qingsong Temple for a while. I heard that there is a Taoist Dharmakaya specially invited from the mainland.

If the Dharmakaya is here, we will be fine."

After hearing Neng Neng's words, Gillian no longer struggled with this issue, but looked at the watch in her hand: "My watch is out of order. It keeps pointing at ten thirty and stops moving."

"Look at my watch." After finishing speaking, Fa Mao raised his arm and looked at the watch on his hand. After reading it, he said in surprise: "The time on my watch is also ten thirty."

At this time, Li Zhi suddenly pointed to a young man in the village with his head lowered and dressed in white and said: "Xiao Ming, he is my brother Xiao Ming."

Everyone quickly looked in the direction she pointed, and then they were horrified to find that not only Xiao Ming was in the village, but several other people who had been sucked in by the black mist were also hanging their heads and motionless on the streets of the village.

When everyone looked around, the group of dead people slowly raised their heads, with stiff smiles, and waved to them, as if to say hello to them.

Except for Li Zhi, who looked sad, and Fa Mao, who was holding her, the others were so frightened that they hurriedly hid behind Reng, looking at the group of dead companions in fear.

Looking at these dead companions, a terrible conjecture suddenly popped into his mind: this was not a village at all, but a ghost realm formed by the powerful ghost just now. It was not an evil ghost, but something bigger than...

Evil ghosts are even more powerful than evil spirits.

At this time, Nang Nang also figured out why no ghosts came to catch it. It was not that they didn't come to catch it, but because it was strong and unwilling to pay a high price to catch it.

Thinking of this, Qiang slumped on the ground helplessly, with an extremely bitter expression on his face. He understood that he was definitely dead this time, and unless a god came down to earth, there would be no way to save him.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..."

Gillian, who was extremely frightened, was first startled by the ringing of the phone, and then she picked up the phone and heard Le Huizhen's voice coming from the other side of the phone.

"You are so lucky. Master Lin Li originally wanted to get on the plane to Taiwan at Kai Tak Airport in Kowloon today. Now that I heard your news, he has already rushed from the airport. Kai Tak Airport is very close to your location. Just hold on a little longer.

Just one click and it’s done.”

Gillian hung up the phone and said excitedly to everyone: "Master Lin, we're here soon. We just need to hold on and we'll be fine."

Rang, who took the cigarette from the man next to him and lit it, showed a wry smile: "If you let him stop coming, it will be useless no matter how powerful he is.

Just now I was wondering how a small village could stop it.

It turns out that it is going to digest the person it just killed. The reason why it gave us hope just now is because it knows that we can't escape from its grasp."

Gillian's face was full of disbelief: "Master Lin is different from you. Otherwise, how could he be so famous? But despite our efforts to package it, you don't even have one-tenth of his fame. It's because of him

The strength is strong."

"You can say whatever you want, but he will definitely be dead if he comes. If I were you, I would call him and tell him never to come to Huangshan Village."

After Reng finished speaking, he lay down on the muddy ground in a large format.

Hearing the words that made him extremely despondent, and seeing him completely giving up hope, everyone's hearts gradually began to be surrounded by despair.

However, Fa Mao, the most rational one among them, was still unwilling to give in and asked loudly: "Is there no hope at all? You have been practicing Taoism for so many years and you always know how some ancient people dealt with such things."

Rang, who had his eyes closed, raised a hand and pointed at the sky, saying feebly: "It is because of this understanding that I completely gave up hope. Unless gods appear in the sky, there is no hope."

Gillian, who followed his finger, shouted in surprise: "There really are gods, look at that cloud!"

After hearing Gillian's words, several people immediately looked towards the sky, and sure enough they found a white cloud that looked like a sword, with a long trail of cloud behind it, flying towards everyone.

Can make people scream in disbelief: "This is impossible!"

"Whoosh!!"

After a whistling sound, a Qin Dynasty sword stopped in front of them. Then the sword vibrated rapidly. After a few minutes, the vibrating sound turned into a clear male voice.

"I shouldn't have come too late."
To be continued...