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() The cold wind is biting, and the haunted house is gloomy.

As time passed, Ma Zheng had been guarding the window. As far as Chu Huan knew, once the so-called impermanent ghost came to seduce someone, there would be strange movements first, but it was almost dawn, but there was no trace of the impermanent ghost. .

Waiting for the dawn to appear, there was no impermanent ghost coming, and Chu Huan knew that he might not be able to wait for the enchanting impermanent ghost this night.

Although Chu Huan had rare ice worms in his hand, and he also knew that these two weird-looking insects were unusual, but when Princess Gusa gave him the worms, she did not fully tell him how to use the ice worms. he.

In the hands of Princess Gusa, the Bingxinworm is not only a sharp weapon for killing people, but also a magic weapon for saving people. Princess Guda controls it very well, but Chu Huan only knows a little bit about it. Although he felt that the ice core worm could even be used to remove the poison from the bodies of these poisoned villagers, he didn't know where to start.

This day, the three of Chu Huan stayed in the house without taking a step, and the other villagers in the village did not take a step this way either. It seemed that everyone had already regarded the house at the entrance of the village as a haunted house.

Chu Huan was really worried, if the "impermanence" didn't come over until the last day, or even didn't come at all, whether the villagers would just sit idly by and let these poisoned villagers starve to death.

Compared with affection, superstition seems to be valued more by ordinary people.

Chu Huan has also understood why since ancient times, many people have always used the theory of gods and ghosts to incite the people to rebel. The way of only because of the theory of gods and ghosts is the easiest way to confuse the people, and it is also easier to penetrate into the hearts of the people.

It was freezing cold, but Chu Huan and the others brought some dry food. Chu Huan didn't plan to encounter impermanence on the first night. Naturally, he had to eat and drink here. He had to deal with those demons and clowns, supplementing his physical strength. Nature is a must.

This day, the three of them stayed in the room, Ma Zheng and Liu Suifeng kept an eye on the movement outside, while Chu Huan entered the room on the left, closed the windows tightly, and used this time to practice the "Dragon Elephant Sutra".

After waiting until midnight, Ma Zheng and Liu Suifeng seized the opportunity to take a good rest during the day, but after nightfall, they were full of energy.

It's just past midnight, and there is still no change. Although the three of them are very courageous, they still feel a little uncomfortable when they come out in this weird room.

Although all three of them knew that the six mentally ill men in the house were just poisoned and not in a nightmare, but being in the same room with these six people was naturally not a comfortable thing.

After the hour passed, Chu Huan remained calm, while Ma Zheng and the others became a little anxious, but seeing Chu Huan calm and composed, they couldn't say much.

Just when Ma Zheng and the two were getting impatient, suddenly, a bell broke the silence of the night, penetrated the cold wind, and spread into the house.

Chu Huan raised his eyebrows.

The ringing of the bells in the wind is very rhythmic, intermittent. At the entrance of the village, a ghost in white clothes is holding a white flag in his hand. There are several bells hanging on the white flag. The ghost in white clothes is wearing a long hat on his head. The figure fluttered, and after walking a few steps, he stopped and shook the white flag in his hand. The bell on the white flag jingled immediately, and the sound of the bell was unusually clear. In the dead of night, most of the village could clearly hear it.

The man didn't enter the village, but stopped at the entrance of the village. At first, he would only shake the bell once in a while. Later, the frequency of shaking increased, and the sound of the bell became more and more urgent.

With a sound of "creaking", the door of the haunted house at the entrance of the village suddenly opened, and soon, a villager came out of the house, wearing coarse clothes, but his hair was loose, and his hair was disheveled, covering most of his face, his eyes were dull, That voice seemed to be able to seduce the soul, and led the villager over. After the person walked a certain distance, a second person came out from the house, followed by the third...the fourth....

A total of six villagers were placed in the haunted house, and six disheveled people came out of the house one after another, like walking corpses, walking past the place where the bell sounded.

When Wuchang saw six people coming one after another, he stopped the bell. The villagers walking in the front stopped soon, and the people behind him also stopped. Wuchang stared at the gate of the haunted house with strange eyes. When the man came out again, he turned around and began to shake the white flag in his hand again. The bell on the white flag rang again, and the villagers in the front quickly followed the bell and followed behind the impermanence. The six people were really like wandering souls. The wild ghost followed Wuchang and walked out of the village slowly.

Finally, a family in the village opened the door, and a white-haired old man rushed out of the house, crying sadly: "My son...!" He was very sad, but soon, the family members came out of the house, and even Pulling and pulling the person back into the house, and closing the door tightly again.

Wuchang rang the bell all the way, and led the six people behind him out for several miles. The surroundings were dark, and they arrived at a small pond, and stopped under a big tree. Wuchang looked around and shook again. Bell, not long after, I heard the sound of a carriage. A carriage came from the darkness. The driver was wearing a gray cotton robe and a thick cotton cap. When he saw the carriage coming, Wuchang immediately went up to him. The driver of the carriage After stopping the carriage and jumping off the shaft, Wuchang had already stepped forward and said, "I brought everyone here, six people."

The coachman looked at it with his head, and then said: "Lead them into the car first, and gather at Zishigu before dawn."

Wuchang nodded without saying much, and entered the spacious carriage by himself. Soon, the bell in the carriage rang, and the six people approached. When they reached the door, Wuchang pulled the six people in one by one. After entering the carriage, Wuchang got out of the carriage after pulling all six people in. Then he took off the strange white robe on his body, and took off the hat that was gradually becoming impermanent, and then even the white flag in his hand Throw them all into the carriage, and then close the carriage door. A wooden bolt was made on the outside of the carriage door, and after the door was fastened, this person jumped onto the shaft and sat next to the driver. southbound.

The car was running non-stop, all the way along the remote road, in the cold wind, there was only the sound of the wheels crushing the snow. After driving for less than two hours, the sky was still dark, and the surrounding area was still dark. The carriage turned into a valley, in the valley, the road was rugged and extremely difficult, the carriage entered the valley, and not far away, a voice came from the edge of a mountain wall in front: "Who is it? "Then I heard the sound of bells coming from over there.

Wuchang at the head of the carriage had already jumped out of the carriage, quickly opened the carriage door, took the white flag from inside, held it up high, shook it, and the bell rang, like this three times in a row, and the other side also responded like this, the carriage Then he continued to go there, approached a mountain wall, and saw two carriages parked in front of him. When this carriage approached, someone from the other side had already come forward, and he opened his mouth and asked: "What are you doing here?" Several people?"

"Six, where are you?"

"I have one more here." The other party said with a smile: "How is it? Are those villagers scared out of their wits?"

Wuchang chuckled and said: "It's not just that they were scared, they put these people in one room and ignored them, for fear of getting into trouble. Hehe, it's easier now than before."

"It's a pity that the higher-ups don't allow us to make more trouble." The other party said regretfully: "Last time I saw several beautiful girls in the village I was in charge of. If we could approach them in the middle of the night, they would definitely scare their souls. Throw it, it's easy to get started...!" The two were talking, and one person came up from behind, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, it's important, Lao Zhu and the others haven't arrived yet, wait for them, we are still far away from the place For some journeys, drink some wine to warm up your body first, two sips per person, don’t drink too much.”

This group of people added up, there were three carriages, seven people, and the seven people got together at this time, one took out the wine bag, and passed on two sips of wine to each of them, and these people did not dare to start a fire in the cold weather Heaped up and walked back and forth in the same place to warm up. It wasn't until dawn that a carriage arrived late. When the carriage arrived, several carriages passed through the valley one after another and headed west.

It was deep winter, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and a few horse-drawn carriages were all on remote paths, so there were very few people encountered on the road, and the road did not stop, passing through forests and mountains, until the night was dark, There are continuous mountains in front of it. This is a mountainous area in Anyi Road. The rolling peaks rise one after another, covered with white snow, which looks abnormally withered and pale.

The several carriages were obviously very familiar with this area, and they were familiar with the road. They did not stop at a mountain pass, but continued to drive the carriages up the mountain along an uphill road.

The road on the mountain twists and turns, and the mountain is full of upright trees. Although there are no branches and leaves in the deep winter, the dense trunks are still enough to cover several carriages.

The four carriages arrived halfway up the mountain one after another. On the road ahead, there was an obstacle piled up with chaotic stones. Not far behind the chaotic world, there was a wooden house. The people in the house obviously heard the movement of the four carriages. There were already two people. They came out of the wooden house one after another, without a cotton cap on their heads, but with black scarves wrapped around their heads, and the clothes made of coarse cloth were quite the same, with a black belt tied around their waists, the first person After arriving behind the stone pile, he said in a deep voice: "The gate of heaven has just opened!"

"Lao Jun came to the world!" Someone here immediately responded.

"All my Taoists!"

"Enjoy eternal life!"

"Report!"

"Wu Qiuhao, a disciple of Shumen!"

"Jargon?"

"Tianmen has the art to change yin and yang!"

After a few incisions, the man in the black belt behind the stone pile nodded in satisfaction, and said: "The carriage has arrived at the back mountain, and the people come down first and enter the gate of the ground!"