It doesn't seem like you're joking when you look at the landlord's expression.

"Are you sure? Have you seen it with your own eyes?" I asked.

The landlord said: "I didn't go to see it, so how dare I go to see it? But my wife went to see it. The old lady was covered with white cloth in the morning and was carried out from the house."

I thought to myself, why do people die one after another? This is a ghost village.

After the landlord left, I couldn't help but tell me what happened last night.

After thinking about his head for a long time, he frowned and said, "This is not right..."

"A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. If you and Wenbin do meet Yunfeng, then there will be a problem."

"Put your head, what do you mean is that what Brother Yu and I saw last night is really a ghost?"

"ghost?"

Shake your head: "Compared to ghosts, people are the most terrifying."

"Ghosts are still afraid of the sun and dare not come out during the day, but if they are humans... there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I have been thinking about the seventh wall these days. According to what Miss Yao said and asked from multiple sources, there is a way that might be tried."

"Yunfeng, also go find Tian Sanjiu and tell him to be more restrained, not to mention that I said it, because I promised not to interfere with him before."

He said earnestly: "In today's society, a person is hitting the head with a gun. Even if he is a good person, he will notice it. It will take a minute to touch you. I don't doubt his efficiency, but I'm afraid of him.

Pull us into the water, Yunfeng, do you understand what I said?"

I said I know, I understand.

Tian Sanjiu, Hongyan and Lao Jian, both lived in an old house at the west end of the village, and almost never showed up during the day.

I knocked on the door before entering the house, and the planner opened the door after confirming that it was me.

In the room, Tian Sanjiu was wearing thin clothes and was wiping something with a towel.

What he wiped was a double-tube earth gun. The tip of the gun was sawed off and the gun rod was wiped brightly.

"What's wrong?" Tian Sanjiu looked up and continued to wipe.

"Tian Batou, don't make too much noise. The seventh Vajra Gate, Batou is thinking of a solution. It should be soon. We just need to sell the things and sell them for the money."

Tian Sanjiu stopped his movements and sneered: "You go back and tell Wang Batou that I will tell you before I came to meet, don't interfere with me."

"I have the final say on what I do and what I do."

After saying that, he raised his earthen gun and pointed it at me and said, "No matter who it is, if someone wants to harm me, I can't let him live a better life."

"He headed up," he walked closer, leaned into my ear and whispered, "You saw that girl yesterday, did you see it too?"

"I buried her in the soil..."

"As for her mother, I will find her immediately and bury her."

His face had not completely swelled, but his tone was very cold.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, the master planner who was watching was busy smoothing out and said, "Hey, we are all in the same place, what's the matter."

"We are helping you with your head, you heard it yesterday. If the group of people behind your back are not caught, we can't work with peace of mind."

"Also," Lao Ji continued: "I heard from the villagers that many people saw Tang Gui. Wasn't that man dead?"

"Yes," I nodded: "Before I had time to tell you, I've seen it, it's indeed Tang Gui."

The master plan took a breath after hearing this.

"Come on the head," Tian Sanjiu said with a smile: "Do you know there is a word called pretending to be a ghost?"

"Since someone can pretend to be your Uncle Xue, why can't you pretend to be Tang Gui?"

"I buried her daughter, she will definitely come to me. Look, it will come soon, maybe in the next day or two..."

"Click."

Listening to these words, his red eyes, sitting cross-legged on the bed, bit off half of the cucumber in one bite.

.....

Two more days later, it happened to be the second day of February. According to custom, you should eat dumplings, and it is taboo to grind noodles and needlework.

I developed a tool with my head, which is a leather tube two meters long. There are steel and copper wires in the middle of the tube. I can control the pipe to swing slightly back and forth by pulling it with my hand. I named the tool with my head.

It's called "Soft Claw Needle."

It is used to deal with the seventh Vajra Gate.

It was around 9 o'clock on the evening of February 2, someone threw a letter from outside the wall into the yard. He opened the letter and wrote a line of words on it.

"Do you want to meet? Come to Guizai Ridge."

Brother Yu frowned and said, "Put your head, who do you think this can be?"

He shook his head: "I don't know, but what can be confirmed is that this person is the one who messes with us."

"Then will we go?"

Brother Yu hugged his hands and said, "Is this a showdown?"

He frowned and said, before figuring out the other party's identity, things were so simple.

"Xiaoxuan."

"I'm holding my head."

"You and Douya will leave now and go to the city to find a place to stay. If something happens to us, you two will go to Yao Wenzhong. If nothing is wrong, you are back just in case."

"I won't leave! Let's go together if you want to leave!" Xiao Xuanteng stood up and said.

"That's it! I won't leave either!" Douyazai said loudly.

He frowned and said, "You two come with me."

After a while, they came out.

Xiaoxuan and Douyazai had a little disappointed face. Xiaoxuan looked at me deeply and was urged to leave with her head.

Brother Yu's face was solemn: "Put your head, Yunfeng, don't worry, as long as I am here, I will protect you from safety."

I hid two knives on my body, one was inserted on my waist and covered it with clothes, and the other was smaller, tied to my trouser legs.

Brother Yu doesn't like using a knife. He found a stick and held it in his hand. With a wave, he could hear the sound of breaking through the air. I know that often, Brother Yu takes the stick, which means he is serious. Brother Yu is so powerful.

When it rises, it is his peak combat power.

Shaolin monk.

"You are following my command and hiding so deeply that I want to take a look at who the other party is."

"I know."

At twelve o'clock in the evening, we arrived at Guizai Ridge on time.

As soon as I got there, I saw a dark shadow standing on the path facing the pond.

Very tall, probably close to 1.9 meters, he was wearing a black robe. After hearing our footsteps, he slowly turned his head.

Only then did I see clearly that the man had a painted mask on his face, white face and black eyes, and his outfit looked like the one he had worn with a face change.

Brother Yu thrust the stick on the ground with a bang and asked sternly: "Who are you!"

This person's voice is hoarse, unlike the sound of normal people talking.

He spoke, "The army travels to the arsenal, and the horse enters Mount Hua."

He immediately frowned and whispered: "Somewhat familiar... It seems that I've heard it a long time ago..."

Brother Yu frowned and shouted, "What the hell is from the Arsenal Reservoir? You just say what you want to do."

Unexpectedly, this man moved instantly and ran very fast! He rushed towards his head directly!

Brother Yu shouted!

He kicked the stick on the ground into the air with a sudden kick. He reached out to catch the stick and rushed directly towards the man.

In the blink of an eye, Brother Yu swept across with a stick in his hands!

The man bent over in an instant, and the stick slid over his head. Then, he leaned directly in front of Brother Yu, turned his head suddenly, and changed his face.

"You become you xxxx!"

With a hard press, the stick in his hand was bent instantly, and Brother Yu punched him. This man was very flexible. Just as he avoided this close-range punch, Brother Yu let go and the bent stick banged!

Bounced on him!

The man took a few steps back and patted the dust on himself like a ok person.

Brother Yu put the stick in the air and pointed at the man from afar.

He took a few steps back, and his voice hoarse to his head, "I remember it."

I still frowned, and I had heard of it...

The man said hoarsely: "I...we are gods, we are ghost gods, you should kneel down."
To be continued...