The old lady was full of confusion. She looked at the group of owls dancing around the huge fire rack and said, "I only know that they are the dead villagers in Mutang Village, but I don't know that they are like this!"

"Don't pretend. You have been with these villagers for so long. Do you not know that these villagers are ghosts possessed by owls?" Zhang Jialiang said coldly: "Dead objects possessed by living things. Every twelve o'clock in the evening, those ghosts will suffer the pain of the yin and yang energy eroding souls. It is very stubborn. Do you think these villagers are really living well?"

While Zhang Jialiang was talking, I stared at the hundreds of owls under the huge fire. Sure enough, although the owls were beating happily, the ghosts on the owls were incredibly painful. They looked at me one by one and shouted at me in pain: "Doctor Tian, ​​save us!"

I was about to go over, when Zhao Caiman grabbed my hand and said, "Don't go over, take a look."

"What are you looking at?"

I looked at Zhao Caiman in confusion. Zhao Caiman was much calmer than I thought. She stared at the five physical figures around the torch.

After hearing my doubts, Zhao Caiman stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Haibo and the group of people wearing masks, saying, "Look at them, are they humans or ghosts!"

I was stunned for a moment, followed Zhao Caiman's hand and looked at Yan Haibo and the others. Strangely, Yan Haibo and the others did not look like owls, but strangely, three balls of fire emerged from Yan Haibo and the forty-nine people's shoulders and heads.

The colors of these three fires are different. The white yang fire on their heads is angry, while the left shoulder of these people is blush ghost fire and the right shoulder is black corpse fire!

A person has both Yang fire and ghost fire and corpse fire. So what are they? Are they humans, corpses or ghosts?

I looked at these weird guys who had not turned into owls, turned to Zhao Caiman, and asked the doubts in my heart.

Zhao Caiman shook his head and said that he didn't understand these things.

At this moment, Zhang Jialiang stood up and said, "The three are all three, they are all monsters who have separated from the three realms!"

"How did this thing come out of the monster that has left the Three Realms!" I was extremely shocked when I heard it.

Zhang Jialiang shook his head and expressed his incomprehension. At this moment, Zhao Caiman continued, "I'll know it right away!"

"What does it mean?" I asked in confusion.

Zhao Caiman explained: "I heard from the old lady that after every prison break, new people will come to Mutang Village, and some people who will not repeat yesterday's events!"

"Is that true?" I turned to look at the old lady.

The old lady's face was staring at the grimaceful owls at the grimaceful owls at the painful appearance of these ghosts, and the old lady's face was extremely complicated.

After hearing my question, the old lady nodded and said, "That's right, every time after the Prison Festival, there will be more strangers in the village!"

These monsters appeared after the Breaking Prison Festival. They were not evil ghosts from hell, right? Thinking of this, I took a breath and looked at the huge torch again.

As the torches burned to the extreme, I heard a crisp sound of "cracking and cracking", as if something was shattering.

"Doctor Pi Tian, ​​look at the ground!"

Zhang Jialiang also heard the crisp sound. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the soil around the torch and said.

As the crisp sound became louder and louder, I saw big holes beginning to collapse on the soil around the fire shelf, and white breath kept pouring out from the holes.

The white breath represents vitality and vitality!

The white anger that emerged from the big hole on the ground was like eyes growing, and rushed towards the five physical statues placed on the torch.
Chapter completed!