You call this retreating into the world?

Chapter 77
Southern Tang.

In a certain place, its old name cannot be tested, and the locals call it a dead village.

It is said that ten years ago for unknown reasons, most of the people in the village died overnight.

The survivors also festered and pus all over their bodies, and their bodies were dark. They talked about the tragedy in the village and attracted the attention of the government.

Later, the government sent people in many times to investigate the cause. The investigators entered the village not long ago, and when they returned, they all vomited black blood, and their skin was also festered, and they died soon after.

Some people say that there is an epidemic in the village, and the disease is severe.

Some say that the village has been cursed with death, and whoever goes there will be doomed.

Faced with this extremely weird situation, the government chose to block the news after thinking about it, and did not report the abnormal situation, but set up a blockade to strictly prohibit the local people from approaching.

Over time, the dead village became a local legend.

Maybe there were people who were curious to find out, but in the end no one was spared, and there were no more secret seekers.

This night, the moon and stars were sparse, and within the dead village, a charming and graceful figure flashed past, and came to a dilapidated house that was covered by weeds.

"Damn ghost~! You really know how to choose a place, come here to enjoy the moon and sing the wind with others."

Kun Dao, who wore a high bun, was wearing a white Taoist robe, and had exquisite makeup, threw himself into the arms of the man in front of him, twisting his posture, charming the benefactor, and charming.

I saw this man's face was like fresh meat, his face was white and beardless, his body was slender, and he was quite good-looking.

"Hey, I'm smart, who would have thought that we would have a tryst here?"

"The locals in this broken place keep secrets, and no one dared to enter for several years, and they are not afraid that others will ruin our good deeds."

The man talked eloquently and was very proud.

"You and I really took great pains to meet each other. My husband is too strict. I can only live in a nearby Taoist temple in the name of praying for my mother, so as to have a chance to escape his control." The woman said shyly.

"I just heard that this place is very evil, and many people died before."

The woman asked puzzled.

Obviously you can choose a better place, why do you have to choose this place.

"Are you afraid?" the man asked.

"A little bit." The woman nodded.

"This is the excitement you want. You and I are warriors in the Longmen Realm, and they swept the invincible hands of the Southern Tang Dynasty with one hand! I don't believe there are any monsters and goblins! If there are, then invite them to watch a live erotic palace!"

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled, quite confident.

"You're not my husband~" the woman poked his chest and poked her lips.

"Now it is!"

The man picked up the young woman in Taoist robes in front of him, kissed the undressed woman, enjoyed carnival, poured red candles and sailed at night.

Then I heard the voice of prostitution gradually rising, which aroused people's daydreams.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a strange sound of thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, as if someone was pounding something heavily on the ground, which was particularly eye-catching in this secluded place.

"Who!?"

Hearing the movement, the man asked a question out loud.

However, no one answered, but the strange sound of thump thump was getting closer and closer.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? If your Excellency is interested, why not go with the three of you? Why hide and hide."

The man said as he opened the door.

But when he saw something outside the door, he couldn't help but turn pale in an instant.

It was a coffin placed vertically, tightly locked by dark iron chains, and apricot-yellow talismans were pasted on it, swaying slightly in the night wind.

The coffin hopped and hopped towards the house.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The dull and rhythmic sound seemed to hit their hearts directly, making them breathless.

Now, the wind was blowing, and a nearby bare branch twisted like a shriveled and misshapen arm.

The crows flew in groups, making strange and terrifying cries.

The coffin stopped ten feet in front of the man, and began to shake violently. It seemed that some terrible monster was about to break the chain, break out of the seal, and wreak havoc on the world.

"If you don't want to show up, and still pretend to be a ghost, then go to hell!"

The man clenched his fists and threw it towards the coffin.

Boom-!
The chains tied outside the coffin were broken by a huge force, and a thick and rotten arm stretched out from the coffin, tightly holding the man's fist.

With a slight twist, his arm was directly torn off.

For a time, blood gushed out.

But before he could scream, the other arm dragged him into the dark coffin.

Not long after, a miserable howl came from it.

Then a figure was thrown out.

The originally handsome man had turned into a shriveled corpse, with only skin and bones left, without any flesh and blood. A pair of empty eye sockets stared straight at the sky.

"Ah!" The woman didn't have time to put on the Taoist robe, so she was so frightened that she jumped through the window and fled.

In a panic, he ran into a cave.

What is strange is that there is a ghostly green light in this cave, and the ghostly fire is floating in the cave, reflecting the woman's terrified gaze, and also reflecting a passage leading to nowhere.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
That gut-piercing voice chased after her, even though the woman was afraid, driven by her survival instinct, she could only continue to run forward.

There is simply will-o'-the-wisp lighting, so that the eyes will not be blacked out and the road will not be clear.

Just go deep inside with her.

It was found that there seemed to be many traces of mining here.

Rusty picks, awls, and sledgehammers, broken wooden minecarts, and broken oil lamps are all evidence of this idea.

But how could women have any scruples about this.

She kept running.

I don't know how long I ran, but I suddenly saw a huge glowing gemstone mine in front of me under the light of the will-o'-the-wisp.

Those bright and bright gemstones are deeply embedded in the rock.

It is colorful and exudes a dazzling brilliance.

For a moment, the woman forgot the danger of being hunted down by monsters, and was fascinated by these gems, stretching out her palm to caress the delicate texture of the gems.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The moment she touched the gemstone, she seemed to hear various strange sounds coming from the gemstone.

It was as if someone was talking to her.

Gem is saying:

"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

"I'm in so much pain, so much pain!"

"Help, I don't want to die!"

Terrifying thoughts rushed into her mind, and all of a sudden, breaths flowed from these gems, rushing into the woman's body crazily.

I saw the woman who didn't understand martial arts at all, her eyes stared straight at once, covered with bloodshot eyes, ferocious, her whole body swollen with veins like horned dragons, she yelled, and punched the wall like a madman.

I saw the whole cave shook slightly, and stone chips flew across.

However, because the woman's body couldn't stand the force, it exploded and died.

And on her rotting corpse, the thumping sound finally came.

"Sigh, it is true that ordinary people cannot bear the power of these seven obsidian soul stones."

Next to the coffin placed vertically, stood a woman.

Dressed in white clothes, she has a dignified image and a charming temperament, just like He Xiangu, one of the Eight Immortals in folklore.

"You pair of wild mandarin ducks have no grievances or enmities with this fairy, but you don't have to go out of your way to break into the secret place of my holy religion, and you deserve it."

She shook her head and smiled, turned and left.

Not long after, in the Fubo mansion in Jinghai, there was a grand ceremony waiting for her. The guests who came were not celebrities, gentlemen, or powerful people. She had to prepare well.

(End of this chapter)