Mixed Miners

In addition to listening to two foreigners who do not understand Chinese, the two women are far from Yangling, helping each other, while watching Yangling with vigilance, the obvious stimulation is not small, and there is a kind of expression in the eyes. Gray, there is a feeling of separation from the soul.

It was hard to get to the town, but a group of people were scared.

Full of paper money flying over the streets, people everywhere are wearing filial piety, crying and crying, almost every household has a white plaque at the doorway, with a coffin.

Lying in the trough, Yang Ling quickly put down the foreign woman on the back, and then pulled a middle-aged person to ask the situation, only to know that last night, the town suddenly died a dozen people, and almost at the same time.

The dead are not strangers to Yang Ling. Last night, they saw dense people, bones in the cave, and if they were not in time, the ones around them would become dead.

But so many people died at the same time, and time is also a coincidence, that is about 8:30 last night, and at that time, it was time in the cave and the huge monsters, and later they put The big bugs were collected inside the boundary.

Could it be... The death of these people is related to the big bug?

Yang Ling suddenly felt a little cold, and he remembered the old man who asked for directions yesterday. At that time, he looked a little wrong and immediately ran to the old man’s house.

Sure enough, when Yang Ling arrived, there was a dark coffin in front of the house, and the white cockroaches fluttered. Several people smashed the scent of the singer and burned the paper, a sad look.

Yang Ling is a bit strange. These people are obviously Thai, but they all speak some Chinese. The name of this place is also very Chinese. Even the scene after death seems to be no different from the funeral in China.

Suddenly a boy who was hanging his head looked up at Yang Ling and immediately pointed at him and shouted. "It is him, it is him, he is..."

Just when Yang Ling suspected in his heart whether he would sing "our hero ~ Xiaonao", the boy said in his mouth, "This is the thing that this person asked Grandpa Ghost Village yesterday! Grab him. ”

Yang Ling still did not understand, just watched a family surrounded themselves.

The movement here immediately caused a chain reaction, and even with the stick and Dou Yuntao they were surrounded by people in the town.

Lying in the trough, what is the situation?

Yang Ling didn't feel good. When she came to ask for directions last night, almost everyone was unwilling to answer. Could it be that the situation in Ghost Village had reached the point where he couldn't ask questions? He suddenly felt more mysterious about the strange bug. Unpredictable, it is a very horrible thing to ask if you die and feel like you are pregnant.

Thinking hard.

"Kill them~"

A man with a filial filial piety suddenly screamed, and the whole town immediately surged in excitement. Several women around Dou Yuntao suddenly screamed and screamed, and it was obvious that someone had started to work.

Your uncle!

Yang Ling couldn't help but squeeze a few times, and then released a piece of vitality.

"Do you stop!"

As Yang Ling screamed, the whole town was suddenly overshadowed by an inexplicable savage, all the people almost squatted at the same time, feeling that they fell into the ice cave, and they began to tremble involuntarily, then Looking at Yang Ling in horror.

Yang Ling’s eyes swept through the crowds around him and suddenly pointed to a man. “You, come out and tell me, what happened?”

The man came out in trepidation and bitterly said: "You just asked for directions yesterday, so these people died last night!"

Yang Ling stared at him and looked very serious. "I don't know what you are talking about. But we just came back from the ghost village, but we all stood here. Why didn't we die? You said I don't believe, please take it. The coffins are all open, I want to see if they are dead?"

Although the people around him fought in the heart at this time, the words spoken to Yang Ling were full of anger, but they did not dare to do it. Although they were suppressed by his momentum, they still caused a commotion.

It is a taboo to open a grave.

Seeing the angry faces of these people, Yang Ling thought about a turn, and reached out to the back to take out a robe. This is the last time I bought a ticket for the mountain in Wudang Mountain. He shook his shirt and then put it on. Shi Shiran put on his hat, finally put the clothes and hats together, and coughed and said: "I am a Taoist who came from China to catch ghosts. Yesterday I asked for the road to go to the ghost village to catch ghosts. Now the ghost of Balang Village has been We caught it. As for what happened in your town, I don't know, but I suggest that you open the coffin and let me see it. Maybe they are just entangled in the devil and not dead?"

Looking at Yang Ling's robes at this time, the crowd was turbulent again.

"You said that you are a ghost priest, your instrument? And... and..." The man who was named by Yang Ling was obviously not fooled, but he said that he would not go on.

Hey~

Yang Ling paused, his hand caught in the air, and a dark wooden fish appeared in his hand out of thin air.

This is the magic weapon he made in his hands. There is only one formation in the game. It has no effect. It is to expand the sound, but this sound is not an ordinary sound, but a sound. Once the spurt is ringing, it will burst out. Huge Falun wave, of course, this kind of sound wave can only be used to immerse people below the atmosphere, but for now, for these ordinary people, ~www.readwn.com~ is very lethal, if Yang Ling is fully knocking down, the estimated number of squares The person in kilometers will burst into a rotten watermelon.

A Taoist took out a wooden fish, and the scene was obviously weird.

But the people around him have no doubts, because Yang Ling’s spells of volleying have already kept them.

"咚~~"

Yang Ling's small wooden hammer gently tapped on the wooden fish, and if the sound of the yellow bell was hit, it sounded like a thundering sound in the town, and then an invisible sound wave rolled out from the wooden fish, like a sea of ​​madness. , violently swept out of the surrounding.

The paper money in the ground is like a raging wind, and it whispers into a wave. The blink of an eye is blown away without a trace, and the white scorpion inserted on the ground has no wind and automatically, and the screaming fluttering, long The white paper strips were torn off.

In the blink of an eye, the town was clean, leaving only a group of stupid residents and a row of dark coffins.

In the air, all the people are still resounding in the sound of the slamming sound. (To be continued.)