Forbidden Land In A Mountain Village: I Taught My Children To Catch Ghosts And It Was Exposed

The annual New Year's Eve appears in people's sight amidst joy and laughter.

Everyone was smiling and welcoming this happy day.

This may be the most lively festival in China.

However, even in such a bustling day, someone is plotting to resurrect a sneaky person who can bring disaster to all living beings in China.

"When can the sacrifices begin?"

Holy Lord Youlun Bai Qi came to a cave in Changsheng City on a walking stick.

At this time, the blood mist filled the air and was very infiltrating.

Holy Lord Youlun led Lao Zhan as he shuttled around a group of masked men.

The blood of the children has been drained, and starting from the first fireworks in the world, the sacrifice will be carried out.

This sacrifice looks like it is for boys and girls, but the real sacrifice is indeed fireworks all over the sky.

They were all waiting for people to start setting off fireworks to perform this great resurrection ceremony.

"Master, after so many years, it's time to wake up and fight in all directions."

Bai Qi leaned on a cane and looked at the body covered in gold and silver in the coffin.

He murmured in his mouth.

"Lao Zhan, when the sacrifice is completed, kill all the people here. Any living creature contaminated by the master will die."

After Holy Lord Youlun muttered for a while, he softly ordered Lao Zhan beside him.

Lao Zhan'e didn't say anything, but he probably acquiesced.

Holy Lord Youlun cleared his nose and then walked away with a look of disgust.

Only Lao Zhan looked at the coffin, stuck there like a piece of wood.

The various masked people walking by were all busy with what they were doing.

No one came forward to ask Lao Zang.

Just let him stand there.

Soon, blood began to pour into the originally carved blood troughs.

What is carved out of this blood groove is a Bagua pattern.

And this coffin stands in the middle of this gossip.

Just waiting for the blood below to fill up and the eyes of the world to be dazzled, it was time for him to raise the body.

For thousands of years, they finally waited for this day.

Only on this day can the First Emperor be resurrected.

If you miss it, you may have to wait for five thousand years.

Five thousand years is a time that not even a single zombie can survive.

So this time only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.

At this time, Bai Qi was standing on the top of the mountain.

Although today is New Year's Eve, the moon outside is exceptionally bright and very round.

Bai Qi has been waiting for this day.

Chirping collapse...

Then, the first fireworks shot into the sky.

The people below seemed to be waiting for the fireworks.

The masked man who was originally falling down slowly is now even faster.

Then they became even busier.

Yes, they need to fill up this gossip as soon as possible.

push lightly……

In the end, the masked man could no longer fall down slowly and could only pour blood directly on it.

Lao Zhan was on the side, watching silently, without any emotion on his face.

It was as if what happened had nothing to do with him.

"All eight directions have been filled in..."

Finally, the gossip was filled with blood, and the people inside began to report.

Of course, this report is to Lao Zang.

After all, Lao Zhan was brought here by Holy Lord Youlun.

"Okay, you guys turn around and I'll preside over the sacrificial ceremony."

The man was reporting to Lao Zhan, and they heard Lao Zang say to them.

They didn't have any extra thoughts, they just turned around and didn't look towards Lao Zhan.

I saw Lao Zang suddenly burst into flames.

The hands turned into claws, a bloody wind blew by, and eight heads fell to the ground at the same time.

None of them understood why Lao Zhan suddenly attacked them.

I saw Lao Zhan flicking his paw, throwing the blood in his hand into the blood tank of the Bagua array, and then continued to walk out expressionlessly.

"Report to the master, kill them all"

Bai Qi looked at Lao Zheng's paws and nodded gently.

"Aren't you even going to drink blood now?"

Bai Qi asked as he watched more and more fireworks being set off in the city.

Lao Zhan didn't answer, just stood aside silently.

Bai Qi seemed to be waiting for something.

No one knows this.

…

"Why is there no movement at all? What on earth is this You Lun Sect going to do?"

New Year's Eve is coming. This is a very happy day, but Wu Nian and the others can't be happy no matter what.

He searched for a long time but could not find the place where Holy Lord Youlun was.

He even didn't know how this so-called sacrifice would be used to summon the First Emperor back.

You Lun Sect has done a lot of things.

No, a lot.

From the ancient battlefield of Burial Bone Mountain, the disappearance of boys and girls was arranged, and the action was arranged on New Year's Eve.

It seems that everyone started to take action on this lively New Year's Eve.

But it's too quiet now.

The fireworks outside were deafening, but no one called the police and no one was injured.

No one even reported the fire, which is very abnormal.

"How's it going outside?"

Wu Nianshou has been guarding the Terracotta Warriors Site in Changsheng City for several hours.

He also asked this question many times.

But without exception, they are all safe and there are no abnormalities.

In addition, the presidents who returned home were also reporting on the situation in their provincial capitals at the same time.

Because Wu Nian himself was not sure where the You Lun Sect held its sacrificial activities.

Of course, he guessed that Changsheng City was the most likely.

After all, even if the First Emperor is resurrected, he will still come to summon his warriors.

Otherwise, the First Emperor alone would not have caused such a big sensation.

"Report to the president, nothing was found."

At this time, Wu Nian had accepted the position of president.

Once you have an identity, it will be much easier to do things.

"Okay, I know"

Wu Nian's worry became more and more intense.

"President, someone from the Ghost Control Division's headquarters is here and wants to see you."

At this time, Xiao Yirou came from outside and said to Wu Nian.

"Well, let him in."

Wu Nian didn't care what the people from the headquarters were doing now. Anyway, he was waiting for this matter to be dealt with before returning to his employer'ao.

Other things have nothing to do with him.

"Are you the president they spontaneously promoted?"

After Xiao Yirou led someone in, the guy asked with a very arrogant expression.

"Report what's going on outside"

Wu Nian glanced at him and said into the intercom.

"There are no special circumstances, President"

replied the intercom.

"Okay, continue patrolling"

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf? Who allowed you to be the president of the association without permission?"

Seeing Wu Nian not answering, the man asked.

"Yirou, get this fly out of here."

Wu Nian didn't even bother to talk to him.

A ghost driver who is full of idiots is worthy of questioning him now.

"Let's go..."

Xiao Yirou said coldly after walking in.

"I think you want to die..."

The man suddenly got angry, raised his fist, and wanted to hit Wu Nian.

boom……

But just as he took action, he was kicked out by Xiao Yirou.