The end of the world is coming, I became a card maker

The little woman's voice continued to ring in Huang Sheng's mind: "Master, I heard that there is a kind of insect. When they appear in groups, people's eyes, ears, and various perceptions will be affected and degraded." "In this process of degradation, people will gradually lose their perception of the surroundings and themselves, and finally become a wooden living dead." "At this time, the insects that invade the human brain can start to devour the human body... They should eat things related to the brain or soul." Huang Sheng listened to the other party's voice, so the question now is, how can we drive these things away? Just when he was about to remind the two cars, he found that two huge figures had appeared one after the other. The ancestors appeared again! Huang Sheng suddenly realized why there is such a way of summoning spirits in the world of Huangci, and why the ancestors must protect the descendants of the family?

It may not be that the people of Huangci like to do such supernatural things, the key is that they really need it.

Look at how many times their ancestors have appeared along the way? This is when everyone is united and strong.

If ordinary people of Huangci do not have this kind of protection, let alone leaving the village, even if they hide in the village, it will be a difficult hurdle at night.

As soon as the grandmother appeared, one hand grabbed Lingtian and the other grabbed Lingzhen.

Under the attack of the awakened ghost, the two women only felt a sharp pain in their heads, as if something was making a hole in them, and they couldn't help but whimpering in pain.

The grandmother's palms were placed on the heads of the two women, ignoring the physical barrier and continued to grab inside, and then grabbed something on each side and began to pull it out.

The two women became more and more unbearable, and their voices were filled with unsuppressed pain.

Huang Sheng hurriedly drove close to the edge of the carriage, waiting for the other party to help him take out the worm.

At the same time, he took out the tuning fork and gently struck the right side of the tuning fork. The light and pleasant ding-dong sound spread out, and the healing effect acted on the two women, which slightly relieved their pain.

Soon, grandma caught a white caterpillar with one hand and stretched it into her body, as if swallowing it directly.

He even heard two crunching sounds. For grandma, this must be a delicious crunch.

The elders in Fu Feng's family were doing the same thing.

Soon, with the help of the two ancestors, the unknown worms that silently invaded everyone's brains were dealt with.

The surrounding vision quickly recovered, and the voices of the people gradually returned to normal. In less than a minute, the world became a normal scene again.

With the help of the tuning fork, the pain suffered by the people who were forcibly dug out of the spiritual sea was relieved to a certain extent.

At this time, during the continuous tuning fork treatment, everyone was in doubt and felt extremely scared.

"Hey, you didn't get hit this time?"

Huang Sheng looked at the metal man who climbed to the top of the carriage unwillingly. The other party was waving a sickle in the sun. The silicon-based life was finally reliable for once. It seemed that the bugs had also made a mistake.

There was no specific distance marked on the way to the wet sand cemetery, and even the scale on the map was wrong, no matter which one it was.

I only know that when the air starts to become damp and smelly and the ground starts to soften gradually, it means that we are about to reach the destination.

"Lonely and resentful woman."

As a soft voice like resentment and crying came from afar, Huang Sheng looked at the map and knew that a new danger should be triggered.

There are countless such beings distributed in the deserted temple. I don't know where they come from, where they go, when they exist, and what their obsession is in the world.

In the small carriage of the galloping carriage, Fu Yang and Fu Feng suddenly felt that there was an extra figure around them.

Since the moment this figure appeared, the whole carriage was filled with a sympathetic sense of loneliness.

The two felt as if they had left their hometown and wandered alone for decades, but in the end they failed to achieve their dreams when they were young and could not be buried in their hometown when they were old.

A kind of sadness that came from nowhere quickly spread over them, and in the blink of an eye, the two grown men fell.

In a social structure like Huangci, even if the ancestors of the Ling family went out to seek new living soil, they would call friends and bring their relatives and fellow villagers with them, so that they would have a companion even if they were wandering outside.

People who live normally in the village are naturally more attached to their hometown.

Maybe they hate the world of Huangci.

Although they have been living in the village for a long time, Shilao Village has provided them with shelter since childhood. Everyone has a lot of time to live and have friends and relatives here.

Far away from their hometown, they have experienced the ups and downs of life while wandering outside. The food, festivals, language, and habits outside are completely different from theirs. People live alone in such an environment. The longer they live, the deeper their inner desolation will be.

If they are not completely integrated into the present, the biggest wish in old age is to return to their hometown.

But if even the hope of returning home is cut off, they can only die in a foreign land. From then on, there will be no news from their hometown. Their descendants will no longer know where they are. Their peers and elders will not be able to wait for them to return, and even the family tombs will not have a place for them.

Such a panic, desolate and desperate situation may be something that modern people like Huang Sheng, who live in the real society and have a weaker concept of ancestral halls and hometowns, can bear, but it is definitely not the case for these two people.

Especially Fu Feng, who is older and stronger, is more sad than Fu Yang. The two people are deeply trapped in pain and cannot extricate themselves.

The most powerful thing is that this lonely female ghost not only affects the living, but also attacks the ghosts twice or even more!

After death, people are buried in their hometowns, with relatives and old friends to pay homage and miss them, and the family is prosperous. If they die at an old age, it is a happy funeral, and the soul is in a very peaceful state even in a sleeping state.

But if on the contrary, they die in a foreign land, become lonely ghosts, and are not tolerated by the three realms, then something big may happen!

"Fortunately, we brought the family flag, hurry up, let your elders hide in too!"

Lingtian said impatiently. After sensing that her grandmother's soul was in grief, she immediately unfolded the family flag and shouted to the carriage opposite.

Fu Feng had almost completely lost his mind at this time, with tears streaming down his face, crying and beating his chest, and he could no longer listen to anything.

Fortunately, Fu Yang was young and did not have extreme emotions like his elders, so he still maintained a trace of clarity in the altar.

He quickly picked up the spirit tablet of his elders and rushed to the medium-sized galloping carriage, and placed the spirit tablet on the altar.

The ancestor of the Fu family, who was hovering on the spirit tablet and was about to lose control of his emotions, was also protected by a corner of the lineage flag.

The lonely female ghost sat in the small carriage, and a series of dim lights combined into a general image of a woman. She held the pipa in her arms and sang sadly.

This feeling of loneliness and misery began to spread rapidly and was rapidly affecting everyone here.

There was no way for everyone to give in, and they all launched various soul attacks, passing through the two carriage walls to attack each other.

However, the sound of the lonely female ghost's pipa was like the best shield and the sharpest blade. It not only blocked all these attacks, but also had enough energy to attack everyone indiscriminately.

Because the emotionally collapsed Fu Feng was next to the other party, and the two sides were very close, Huang Sheng could not use the tuning fork to attack.

At this time, his understanding of the soul was not yet at a relatively high level, so it was inevitable that there would be accidental injuries in this situation.

"It seems that severe cases require strong medicine."

He took out the incredible portrait.