"What are you thinking about? Do you know that even if it is a living corpse talisman, there is no way to guarantee that you will not be discovered by those evil ghosts. As long as it is some powerful ghosts, this talisman will be completely useless."
Looking at the backs of Wang Kun and others leaving, Zhang Wanyu said angrily.
"Don't worry, I have my own plan."
Yu Yan touched Zhang Wanyu's head, put the packed luggage and said.
Not far away, Wang Kun's smiling face immediately became serious, and at the same time he let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Haha, Wang Kun, you did a good job. Since that kid wants to live, he can only accept this method. He has no other choice." There was a sinister look in Mr. Wang's cloudy eyes.
With a trembling beard, he looked at the lake and said.
"If you don't wink at me, I will definitely go up and kill them all! This group of trash has no effect at all, and it also prevents us from being protected by the Baiyue Gate." The seriously injured ghost hunter still had something in his heart when he thought of the appearance of Yi Yan.
Angry, said.
Wang Kun glanced at the two of them, took out a long cigarette from his arms, put it in his mouth and said, "Let's go, since the matter is over, let's just wait for the good news."
.......
Two hours passed by in an instant.
The night has gradually begun.
The sparse flow of people gradually concentrated on the lake shore.
At this moment, the shore is covered with burning torches.
There are three tables placed in the middle, with three heads and two statues placed just like last time.
One is Confucius and the other is Guanyin.
A bonfire was lit in front, and black smoke rose into the night sky, dispersing the slightly heavy darkness.
Bai Ling was sitting at the table, wearing a white fur robe, and his muscles were even more muscular under the bright firelight.
He held his head with one hand, and the swaying bonfire was reflected in his eyes. He frowned and thought about something.
The four Embers arrived late, and now the campfire was surrounded by the survivors of this mission. Their faces were frightened, and they were all worried about what would happen next, for fear that they would be selected.
Wang Ning held the human skin paper in his hand, checked the number of people present, and after a while whispered something in Bai Ling's ear.
"Are you all here?"
Bai Ling stretched out, and his whole body exuded an extremely frightening aura of a ferocious beast. He glanced at the crowd and muttered.
"Wang Ning and Yang San must have made it very clear. As you all know, I have killed many ghosts in the past few days, but I still can't find those things in the lake. It won't be easy if this continues."
"I don't want to stay any longer. Complete the task quickly so that everyone can live longer."
After saying this, there was silence, and no one made any comments.
"When the living sacrifice begins, I will choose three people to go to the lake. I hope everyone can last a little longer. Otherwise, I will continue to let you approach the lake one by one, unless the leader behind it is lured out.
"
Just as Bai Ling was speaking, several female corpses appeared again in the middle of the lake. They stared at the only human beings on the lake with gloomy expressions, and did not dare to take action.
"Doesn't everyone have any objections?"
Bai Ling stood up, picked up the patina-covered Guanyin and inserted it into a skull.
Immediately, the head began to swell, and bubbles appeared on the surface of the skin as if it was being burned.
After a few minutes, the Guanyin statue finished eating the head, and countless scarlet tentacles retracted into the mouth of the Guanyin statue.
"..."
After Yu Yan watched this scene, he had no idea what Bai Ling was doing, but the moment he looked at Guanyin, he felt an uncomfortable feeling.
This Guanyin is becoming more and more evil.
It is not Guanyin at all.
In the evil world of five turbidities, demons and monsters are everywhere, the three realms and six paths have collapsed, and the world is now in chaos. Bodhisattvas have closed their eyes, and evil ghosts are in power. The world is suffering, and the heavens are covered in dust. This is the calamity of countless worlds.
According to the words below the closed-eyed Guanyin inside the cave, there is probably another evil god living in this statue.
The second one..., the third one.
Bai Ling expressionlessly fed the three heads to the Guanyin statue, and after eating it, its body suddenly underwent huge changes.
The ground shook slightly, and the Guanyin statue expanded rapidly at an exaggerated speed, and did not stop changing until it grew to more than three meters high.
Its opened eyes at this moment were like two scarlet lanterns in the dark night, the light overshadowing the firelight and spreading all around.
Up to this point, the embers are still a clue to what this Guanyin is.
It is the brass Guanyin statue dug out by the villagers mentioned on Human Skin.
Because of it, everyone in the village died one after another, and no one was left.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
The sound of countless objects falling into the water made regular rise and fall on the surface of the water.
The group of rotten villagers floated on the lake one after another. They were densely packed and countless. It was estimated that the number should be upwards of three hundred.
So many powerful ghosts gave the ghost hunters around them an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
Yan Yan looked nervous and also felt a little headache.
Among these three hundred water ghosts, nearly 70% were stronger than the two he absorbed, which meant that there were more than two hundred powerful ghosts.
Even Bai Ling wouldn't be able to handle such a quantity easily.
"Finally out?"
Bai Ling stroked the Guanyin statue, while focusing on the group of water ghosts, he chuckled and said.
"Who is Ember?"
When these words were heard, the people around them quickly looked for them in the crowd. Wang Kun pointed out the location of the ember, and they consciously withdrew to a space and pushed the four of them out.
"That's right. Normally, a ghost hunter with the third level of Kong Shun's strength would not be your opponent. No wonder those losers are so determined to kill you."
Bai Ling's eyes were locked on Yu Yan, and he suddenly felt like he was chained by iron chains, unable to escape and without privacy.
"And a pig without powers?"
Looking past the three of them, Bai Ling looked at Aunt Bai at the back. He chuckled and said
"The three of them are fine, come here!"
Aunt Bai couldn't help but turn pale when she heard Bai Ling's call. She walked toward Bai Ling without hesitation on crutches.
The atmosphere was very solemn at this moment.
Do not impulse!
Yu Yan held Zhang Wanyu's shoulders firmly and stopped her movement with sharp eyes.
Zhang Wanyu's face was pale and her heart was beating fast. She already knew what the consequences would be after Aunt Bai passed away, but she could do nothing and dare not say anything.
Bai Ling's existence is like a huge mountain. As long as the breeze blows, it will crush her, leaving her with no opinions at all.
"Sir, did you call me?"
Aunt Bai walked respectfully to Bai Ling, knelt down tremblingly, saluted, raised her head and said with a pale face, the fear in her eyes could not be concealed at all.
"How did you, a pig, survive until now?"
Bai Ling looked at Aunt Bai with interest, as if he was sizing up prey, and said softly.
"Crack!" There was a sound.
He pulled out a long knife from his waist.
The color of this knife is made of human hair, which is black, white and yellow. It is obviously not a human hair.
The blade is two meters long and as thick as a child's arm. The blade's face glows with a cold light in the Bodhisattva's scarlet eyes.
"grown ups..."
Aunt Bai bit her lip lightly, her pupils shrank suddenly, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck and her heart was beating wildly.
"Turn your head, don't look at me, and continue talking about how you, a pig, survive." Bai Ling stood behind Aunt Bai, holding the long knife on his shoulder, with a ferocious look on his face, calm.
said.
For a moment, the atmosphere seemed extremely solemn and depressing.
It was so suppressed that Ember could hardly breathe.
It was clearly Bai Ling standing behind Aunt Bai, but he felt like a light on his back and a lump in his throat, and he felt very uneasy.
The ghost hunters watching on the sidelines did not dare to make a single sound, only the crackling sound of firewood burning in the campfire.
And the regular popping sound in the water.
It's like a very loud and weird funeral song.
"Don't be impulsive! If you don't want to die, don't talk!"
Yi Yan covered Zhang Wanyu's mouth with one hand, and used a little force with the other hand, unable to hold her down.
Zhang Wanyu's eyes were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes. He stared at Bai Ling, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.
She is unwilling! But she has no ability. After all, she is just a first-level ghost hunter.
The only person who was close to her in the Lieyang Sect could live or die in an instant, but she did nothing.
"After we came in, Mr. Yi Yan protected me all the way." Aunt Bai was kneeling in the direction of Yi Yan, and she spoke in a voice that was dry and nervous.
Her eyes were still gentle and calm, as if she wanted to hide the fear in her heart, and at the same time she was telling Zhang Wanyu not to be sad and expressing her gratitude to the ember.
"That's why I..."
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, the blade passed Aunt Bai's body, splashing out with blood, and the shadow of a human head drew a beautiful arc on the withered yellow ground.
Aunt Bai's headless body was still twitching slightly, as if she was still trying her best to resist death.
She held her hands on the ground with trembling hands, but unfortunately no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop her body from falling.
While losing her last bit of strength, Aunt Bai stretched out her hands in the opposite direction, as if she wanted to hug something.
"ah!!!"
A heart-rending scream echoed through the sky.
The surroundings were still silent, except for Bai Ling's eyes, which had a hint of intoxication and madness, enjoying everything he had caused.
Hu Yan's heart felt like it had been cut open by a knife. His face was gloomy and he forced himself to appear calm.
But the anger in his heart was already surging, and it was difficult to conceal it.
He looked at Zhang Wanyu who was kneeling on the ground, crying so hard that he couldn't even speak, and felt very powerless.
Aunt Bai is dead.
Zhang Wanyu cried so hard that her figure was like a ball of weeds in the wind.
It has been drifting in the wind and rain for so many years, and its branches and leaves were originally lush.
Along the way, those fertile roots gradually left her.
Only the last traces of roots and leaves are left that are about to wither and wither.
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