The man lives at the south end of the village, so there is no need for us to enter the village. We walked along a river embankment to the south end of the village. Then we turned east into a path, walked dozens of meters, and stopped near the house. The man of the man was not comparable to the ordinary Yin-Yang master, and he had ghost kids in his hands. We carried magic weapons to catch ghosts on our bodies, and we might be discovered when we walked outside the door of his house.

We hid behind a big tree and muttered. Under the dark night, the house in front seemed lonely and not in line with other houses. It was covered with a layer of gloomy black air. Lu Fei and I both opened our yin and yang eyes and discussed, let Lu Fei and Shen Bing stay here to help, and Lao Yan and I went in.

They both objected, and I said that I could handle it alone, so there was no need for so many people to go to. Besides, the human-breasted ghost boy was very clever. If one ran out and no one intercepted it outside, it would be easy to escape. When they heard what I said was reasonable, they stopped refuting and waited outside.

Lao Yan and I put mugwort on our foreheads, and then wrapped the magic weapon in our bag, and then we walked forward. This situation reminded me of the first time I entered the old landlord's house in the provincial capital, but now I have Lao Yan with me, and I feel very relaxed. We join forces, what else is there to be scary?

But we still underestimated each other. When we arrived outside the door of the house, we suddenly heard a "Dingling" ringtone sound from inside, which seemed extremely harsh and abrupt at night and spread from afar. The second uncle of the house was extraordinary. We quickly exchanged glances with Lao Yan. He put on sunglasses, so we could go up the walls on the left and right. Suddenly, the door of the house creaked and opened inward!

A cold chill surged out of the door and brushed across our bodies, and we both couldn't help but shivered.

The ghost didn't see it, but only saw the dark air floating deep inside the gate, like clouds and seas of fog floating. Damn, this is too outrageous. Do you think it's a ghost movie, deliberately creating such a gloomy scene and making a smoke screen come out? It's quite fucking scary. If you match it with the music in a ghost movie, the whining style will be even more amazing.

Old Yan pressed his sunglasses down, looked up at me and said, "Go in."

I nodded, and everyone found out that we were, and it was really a terrible thing to jump over the wall. I clenched eight copper coins in my palm and felt the fragrance in my bag with one hand. The fire bell curse has now become one of the indispensable means of saving my life.

We walked into the door side by side, and the black fog floated to both sides, but when we entered the sea of ​​fog, we felt cold all over. Looking back, it was like we were trapped in the vast ocean, and we couldn't see the end at first glance. Everything outside the door turned into a world of black air. Our scalp couldn't help but numb, and we couldn't help but feel air conditioning. There were a few ghost boys here, and the ghost aura was so deep!

Then you are really careful, otherwise you will easily be lured into a kind of "Ghost and Mirror Lost", just like a ghost hitting a wall, but it is a hundred times more powerful than a ghost hitting a wall, and you will never get out until you enter the underworld.

Because the ghost energy is too strong, it is not good to turn on the flashlight. Just like in the police station at that time, the visibility is very limited, so it is better to save some electricity. The scene in the yard is not clear, but it is roughly seen as a courtyard. The rural courtyards are relatively simple, only the main house is very tall, and the other three accompanying rooms are low and simple houses, used as granaries or stoves.

The whole house was quiet, and the needles could be heard. With such a gloomy and strange atmosphere, my heart was as breathless as if I had been crushed by a heavy stone.

Lao Yan pressed his sunglasses down, and he could only see whether there were ghosts through his glasses, but he could not see any other situations.

The sudden cat moan broke the deadly atmosphere. Lao Yan and I were shocked at the same time. With a "swoosh", a short black shadow rushed past and rushed up the steps of the main hall. It was really a cat! Damn, what psychological tactics do the owner play? If you want to do it, hurry up. Playing like this is simply torture!
Chapter completed!