I killed the film and television world

Chapter 432 The Unlucky Xiling Clan
The Zanguan Charity House was built at the foot of a mountain.

This is an old-fashioned building structure that resembles a courtyard house.

The overall area is not small, but except for the room where the corpse is kept, most of the other rooms have been in disrepair for many years and are already in a dilapidated state.

Most of the wall paint around the courtyard has fallen off.

Most of the bricks and tiles on the roof were cracked or missing, and some of the beams had already collapsed by half.

The night wind whistled through the area, and a strange sound like a ghost crying was heard, echoing among the mountains.

It was creepy for a moment.

Moreover, around this gloomy mansion, there was a lingering night fog, which added an even more terrifying atmosphere to the charity cemetery.

The person guarding the corpse here was originally a man named Wu.

More than ten years ago, he took in a woman who was fleeing from the war, and the two have been dependent on each other since then.

After the man died, the woman took over as the new corpse keeper here and called herself Wu.

However, this woman was born with a deformed face.

She had small eyes, a small nose, pointed ears, buck teeth, a dull complexion, and an appearance that was as real as a mouse, which was why the nearby mountain folks made fun of her at will.

The longer time goes by, the more outrageous these rumors become.

Wu was an introvert by nature, rarely interacted with others, and never argued with anyone.

As the rumor spread, she was eventually given the dirty name "Mouse Second Aunt".

However, according to the mountain people, Mr. Wu had died of illness not long ago, and this place should be temporarily ownerless.

……

Right now, the environment around the charity cemetery is indeed a bit gloomy.

However, the soldiers on this trip were numerous and powerful, with hundreds of them gathered, so there was no need to be afraid.

With such vigorous Yang energy and Song Ren personally in charge, there was no other voice among the troops, and they soon began to set up camp outside the charity cemetery.

Song Ren, Wangcai, the adjutant, and Master Wu, a group of four, entered the charity cemetery first.

After pushing open the creaking door, a large number of bats flew away over the courtyard.

In the courtyard, there were gusts of cold wind and the rustling sounds of insects.

Wangcai sniffed his nose, looked at Song Ren, and reminded him, "Sir."

Song Ren also noticed it.

But he didn't say anything and took the lead into the gatehouse to check the situation.

The wooden door inside was even more worn out, and it began to creak and shake when pushed slightly.

There were many holes in the bricks and tiles on the ceiling, and the dim moonlight shone through the gaps, enveloping the room.

The room full of coffins that had been stored there for some time were clearly reflected at this moment.

The coffins were lined up in rows and stacked neatly, filling the entire dark room.

Upon seeing this, the adjutant flinched a little and nervously grabbed Master Wu's arm.

Master Wu was also slightly shocked:
"There are so many coffins in just one room. If all the rooms in the courtyard are like this, there must be more than a hundred of them."

"Tsk tsk, if all these things turn into zombies, it will be very troublesome."

Wangcai turned around and glared at him: "Boy, can't you say something nice?"

Master Wu was not afraid of Wangcai. He walked to the coffins and shook his head, saying, "I always speak honestly. This place is located in a remote mountain area with few people. The yin energy here is even heavier."

"Tonight is a full moon night. When the moon is at its zenith, the evil spirit will be the strongest."

"So I'm telling you honestly, you'd better close one eye when you go to sleep tonight, otherwise..."

Song Ren interrupted Master Wu's hearty monologue: "Brother Daoist, I tell you honestly, if you keep talking nonsense, I will personally help you to be honest."

Master Wu: ...Okay, I'll just shut up.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the sky outside suddenly darkened and a huge thunderclap sounded from the sky.

At the same time, the beam of lightning completely illuminated the dim room inside and out.

The adjutant seemed to have seen something. He suddenly screamed and pointed at the beam in front of him, and said hurriedly: "There seems to be an old woman on the beam!"

Song Ren asked Wangcai to cover his mouth, and waited until he calmed down before saying calmly:
"Don't make a fuss about anything you see. It's just a portrait of a person."

"This charity cemetery was originally built as a temple for grandmothers. The one enshrined here is Old Lady Bai, as shown in the portrait posted on the beams."

The adjutant finally calmed down and lowered his head in shame.

Meow~
A low, strange cry, like a baby crying, suddenly rang out.

The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the dark funeral home.

Accompanied by another thunder outside, the adjutant, who had just calmed down, almost jumped directly onto Master Wu's back.

Song Ren ignored him this time.

It's just a wild cat.

He turned and went out, then walked towards the room where the corpse keeper was.

Pushing the door open, there are tables, chairs and benches in the room.

This room seemed much cleaner and tidier, with not so many coffins taking up space, and the roof beams were in good condition.

It is more suitable for resting at night.

only--

After entering the room, there was a corpse covered with a shroud standing behind the door, leaning quietly against the door.

Song Ren lifted the shroud on his head.

Sure enough, it was the deceased second aunt of Haozi, Wu.

The facial expression and appearance after death indeed looked more like a rat spirit.

Except for the lack of beard, the appearance is almost identical to that of a rat spirit.

It was also the first time that Song Ren saw this poor woman, but her appearance was really not flattering.

The adjutant was startled again.

The other three, on the other hand, were already accustomed to all kinds of strange things, and they went into the house calmly.

At the same time, another loud thunder flashed outside the room, completely illuminating most of the room.

It has started to drizzle outside.

Suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound of a bench rubbing against the ground in the room.

But suddenly, several figures emerged from the beams, corners, and shadows in many places.

These people had already ambushed in various places in the room.

So much so that once it takes action, it is as fast as a rabbit.

Daggers, knives, throwing knives, grappling weapons, and Mauser rifles!

Four kinds of weapons were pointed at Song Ren and his group as they entered the room.

"Don't move, and don't make any noise."

A cold voice came from the side.

The longer knife with a cold color was now across Song Ren's neck.

The speaker was wearing a long gown, a felt hat with a beige black rim, and a pair of round-framed glasses. He looked elegant and resolute. Chen Yulou had not expected such a coincidence.

To be on the safe side, most of the large army led by him, the leader of the Xiangling bandits, are now stationed in the rear.

A group of five people came first to pick up the leak.

This method is also the "wen" method in the four tomb-robbing techniques of looking, listening, asking and feeling.

It just happened to be such a coincidence that when we were camping here at night, we happened to encounter a large group of warlords who were marching at full speed.

Chen Yulou realized that the other party was most likely also after the rumored Yuan Dynasty tomb.

But as luck would have it, they were blocked inside the Zanguanyizhuang.

I can't run away even if I want to!

In desperation, he could only take a risky move and capture the opponent's main figure first by capturing the leader.

Several people followed Chen Yulou's lead.

He is born with a pair of night eyes, which allows him to move freely at night. The darker the sky, the more advantageous it is for him.

Chen Yulou had already observed through the darkness of night, and judging from the footsteps, positions, and overall aura, this group of four people seemed somewhat extraordinary.

Especially the leader, who made it difficult for him to find any opportunity to take action.

Fortunately, the sky changed and there was a sudden thunder.

In the end, it seemed like he had seized the most inconspicuous opportunity, and with one strike, he defeated the opponent.

The dagger and small knife held in Chen Yulou's palm, with its sharp and flashing cold edge, was now pressed against Song Ren's neck.

Although he was in an absolutely advantageous position, he inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

At this moment, Chen Yulou's men also took action on their own.

The red girl from the Moon Gate held a small flying knife against Master Wu's jaw.

The tall and broad Kunlun Moller grabbed one of the adjutant's arms and forced him to bend over.

The warlord Marshal Luo Laowai pressed a Mauser rifle against Wangcai's temple.

Behind the pillar in the corner, Hua Maguai, who was a coroner, came out with the young man who served as a guide for the mountain people.

Chen Yulou exchanged glances with the others.

Just as he was about to speak, the anxious Luo Laowai spoke first.

In order to rob the Yuan Dynasty tomb, he continued to raise military funds. This time he took the risk of dispatching a large number of troops from the engineering battalion just to cooperate with the Xiangling bandits.

This time, only success is allowed, failure is not allowed.

Moreover, the faster the timeline, the better, to avoid problems in other areas.

Luo Laowai spoke in a very blunt tone, and pressed the muzzle of his gun against Wangcai's head:
"Hey, big guy, which warlord faction are you from? Who is the commander? What is your purpose in bringing people to Laoxiongling?"

"Say it!!!"

Wangcai turned his head to look at Song Ren, then grinned.

Luo Laowai was immediately annoyed, and he pressed the muzzle of his gun down and said, "You little bastard, you seem very proud of yourself!"

Song Ren reminded him, "You'd better be careful with your words. Wangcai has a bad temper."

How could Luo Laowai tolerate such humiliation?

Since he took control of a faction of warlords and had a deep bond with Xiangling, he could get whatever he wanted.

With the continuous reorganization and growth of the troops, even the once high-ranking Xiangling bandit leader Chen Yulou is now just a person who is being used by himself and leveraging each other's power.

Luo Laowai, who had been arrogant for many years, became more and more angry. Although he did not dare to actually shoot, he was worried that it would attract the attention of the soldiers outside.

But he didn't mind giving the other guy a lesson with the butt of his gun.

However, when the butt of the gun just came down, Wangcai suddenly turned his head, and golden hair quickly appeared on his rough face.

The bloody mouth opened wide and suddenly, he took a bite.

Click!

In just a moment, Luo Laowai's right forearm, which was holding the gun, was bitten into two pieces. The flesh and bones were clearly visible where the tendons were broken, and blood gushed out from the wound in a splattering manner.

Wangcai's upper body was crawling downwards, with his waist slightly bent. His broad back shook the hearts of everyone present in silence.

Then he slowly turned his head.

The animal hair on his face had long since faded away, revealing his honest face again.

However, at this moment, his face, mouth and nose were covered with bright red blood.

A forearm tightly grasping a pistol was biting between the lips and teeth. The creepy big teeth were stained with blood, and the grin at the corner of the lips was a little dazzling at this moment.

The expressions of Chen Yulou and the others changed drastically.

Over the years, Luo Laowai's warlord forces have had growing influence abroad, and he is indeed a person worthy of Chen Yulou's investment.

In terms of ambition, he is quite capable, and his skills and ruthlessness are absolutely unambiguous.

But such a dangerous guy who was about to escape from his control had his entire forearm bitten off by someone when the situation was looking good.

This is almost impossible to happen, but right now, it is happening before our eyes with great reality.

The opponent's huge body, as big as Kunlun Moller, was really amazing.

Just as Chen Yulou was about to open his mouth to express his concern, he saw the man in front of him also turned his head.

The colors reflected in those extremely dark pupils were impossible to understand.

Song Ren: "Have you had enough fun?"

Chen Yulou didn't react for a moment.

Then he realized something was wrong. His abdomen felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. His hunched back bent deeply, and his lower body was almost lifted up by the punch.

At this moment, snot, saliva, blood and food debris turned into a jet fighter and were all spit out in one breath.

Hong Girl and Kunlun Moller reacted and were about to lend a hand, but Song Ren followed closely and slapped them on the face, sending them both spinning in circles.

Half of Red Girl's pretty face was swollen.

Kunlun Moller even spat out several broken teeth, his mind was full of little stars spinning around his head.

The entire process of Song Ren's action took just a blink of an eye.

The people in Xiling, who had previously been in full control of the situation, suddenly lost control in a short moment.

Chen Yulou almost coughed up bile.

He never expected that the situation would turn around so quickly.

He subconsciously turned his body to the side, and reached out to touch his waist in an almost blind spot.

Song Ren calmly picked up the small sword that had fallen on the ground, stepped forward, and at the moment when Chen Yulou suddenly drew his gun.

Song Ren grabbed his wrist with his left hand in advance, pulled his entire arm to the side and onto the wooden tea table.

Chen Yulou's right arm slammed on the table, the Mauser still tightly clenched in his hand, obviously he still refused to give up.

However, the next second, in full view of everyone, Song Ren suddenly swung his small sword, which was more than a foot long, and pierced Chen Yulou's right hand holding the gun.

The blade cut through the flesh in the palm of the hand, and smoothly penetrated the back of the palm and the entire wooden table underneath.

The long blade pierced through the table, emitting a foot-long bloody cold light!

Chen Yulou had been able to endure the pain before, but this time he could no longer hold it back and let out a heart-wrenching roar of pain.

Even better than Luo Laowai next to him!
(End of this chapter)