The God and Buddha are actually me

This scene was so weird that even Yue Ling and others, who had been dealing with evil spirits for many years, couldn't help but narrow their eyes. They had never seen such a situation before.

"It looks like they are repeating the scene of the day of death."

Zhang Jiuyang watched the grandfather and grandson being cut into pieces by the red line again, and then reappearing, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

This feeling is like some games he played in his previous life. The grandfather and grandson are NPCs, and the red line is a bug. If you encounter this bug and cannot get over it, you can only restart it repeatedly.

Yue Ling reacted quickly. With a flash of light from the sword in his hand, the Dragon Bird Sword was unsheathed like thunder, cutting off those red threads.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't even see the blade clearly before she sheathed it.

This time, there was no red line to stop them. The grandfather and grandson successfully walked into the room and said with a smile: "We will eat more later. You come to buy medicinal materials from us. The price given is fair. Everyone is very grateful."

After that he went to the kitchen and brought some food.

When he saw the appearance of the food clearly, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt nauseous.

What the old man brought over turned out to be plates of rotten and smelly food, especially some meat dishes, covered with wriggling maggots.

"Eat quickly."

The old man is very enthusiastic.

Yue Ling shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness. We are not hungry. Have you seen a man in the village? He is a blind man, leaning on a bamboo stick, and likes to whistle."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "You are talking about Blind Man Lin, right? He went out a few days ago, and I heard he won't be back until tomorrow morning."

"Blind Lin is a capable man. The Tianshan God was angry a few days ago, and many people had nightmares about it. It was Blind Lin who helped solve the problem."

Blind Lin!

Zhang Jiuyang and others looked at each other, and their expressions changed somewhat.

If they were repeating the scene on the day of their death, it meant that the people in Chenjia Village knew Blind Lin, and even Blind Lin had lived here for a while!

From this tone, it seemed that he was very grateful to Blind Lin.

As everyone knows, the so-called mountain god's dream may not be angry, but a request for help or a warning...

But unfortunately, the villagers of Chenjiacun just missed their last chance of life.

"If you want to see Blind Lin, you have to wait until tomorrow. It's getting late now. I'll clean up the house for you, so you can stay here first."

The old man was very simple and enthusiastic. He looked at Zhang Jiuyang and others and said, "But now there is only one room left... How about you split up and spend the night in the woodshed?"

"It'll be fine if the four of us live together."

Yue Ling directly rejected his suggestion and insisted on it.

In this weird village, separation is undoubtedly the stupidest choice.

"Oh well."

After a pause, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and kindly reminded him: "Close the door at night, and be sure not to go out. Someone died suddenly in the village recently. According to the rules, coffins are patrolled at night. If you bump into someone, you will always be killed." Unlucky."

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At night.

Four people crowded into a room and were on alert.

The wind outside was strong, making the windows rustle, and the red light of the lanterns was faintly visible, making the night even more eerie and mysterious.

Logically speaking, they had just slept in the afternoon, and they were in a dangerous situation, so they would never fall asleep, but somehow, sleepiness came over them again like a tide.

The eyelids of Luo Ping and Lao Gao have begun to fight, Zhang Jiuyang is also yawning constantly, but Yue Ling is still energetic.

"Don't even sleep, cheer up!"

She tried to wake up a few people, but Zhang Jiuyang still fell asleep in a hazy state. Before losing consciousness, he seemed to hear the sound of a long knife being unsheathed.

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When Zhang Jiuyang woke up again, he found that the room was empty. Yue Ling, Lao Gao and Luo Ping had all disappeared.

Fortunately, Ah Li is still there.

"Brother Ninth, I saw a red light on their bodies, and then they disappeared..."

Zhang Jiuyang immediately realized that Blind Lin wanted to defeat them one by one. The reason why he was allowed to stay here was probably for some purpose.

We must find everyone quickly!

He immediately picked up the box, picked up the sword and went out. The grandfather and grandson were still sleeping soundly. Zhang Jiuyang did not disturb them, but came to the street.

The night was dark and there was no bright moon.

"Ah Li, can you divine where Yue Ling and the others are?"

After adding the heart of a century-old locust tree to the two knives that Ah Li was carrying, the two pink kitchen knives became psychic artifacts that could help her enhance her ability of divination and prediction.

"Yes, it's on the east side, but there seems to be a ghost blocking the way ahead..."

Zhang Jiuyang was not afraid and walked eastward with his sword in hand. After crossing a street, he saw several figures in front of him, who seemed to be carrying something.

When I got closer, I saw that what they were carrying was actually a coffin!

The coffin was weird, but the people carrying the coffin were even weirder. When Zhang Jiuyang saw their faces clearly, even though he had seen too many ghosts, he still couldn't help but feel a chill and his scalp was numb.

I saw that the skin of those carrying the coffin was so white that it penetrated the eyes, and their facial features were a bit rough, and it could even be said that they were very uncoordinated, as if they were painted on.

No, it’s just painted on!

"Brother Ninth, it's a paper man...the paper man is carrying the coffin..."

Ah Li whispered, but her voice still caught the attention of the paper figures. They all turned their faces and looked at Zhang Jiuyang quietly with their eyes dotted with cinnabar.

On a dark and windy night, paper figures carry the coffin.

This weird scene would make anyone feel cold, especially the paper figures with eyes, which is very taboo.

If you don't paint the eyes of the paper figures, you will not remember the request of the King of Hell.

This is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years by paper craftsmen. It is said that after the eyes of the paper figures are painted, they will be reluctant to leave the world of the living, and will attract ghosts to possess them, causing all kinds of weirdness.

Therefore, no matter how much money you pay, most paper craftsmen will not and dare not paint the eyes of paper figures.

But now these paper figures have eyes painted, and they seem to be carrying a coffin as if they have life.

"Go back."

"Go back."

A cold voice came out from the mouth of the paper figures, like the cold wind in the cold night, drilling straight into the cracks of people's bones.

They are stopping Zhang Jiuyang from continuing to the east.

What the enemy does not allow is exactly what should be done!

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said, "A few broken paper figures, pretending to be your mother!"

With this curse, the fear in his heart also dissipated like a tide. He took the initiative to raise the sword and stepped forward, his eyes were sharp, his breath was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and the dragon was lurking in the abyss. His right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Sword-drawing technique, the blue dragon went out of the sea!

With a clang of the sword, the red light flashed like lightning in the dark night. The sword that kills ghosts was like a red dragon that soared into the sky, out of the sea, into the abyss, flying clouds and claws, and rushed straight into the sky!

The heads of the four paper figures flew up, and then burned with blue flames, emitting bursts of wailing, and finally turned into ashes on the ground.

The sword that kills ghosts is specially used to break evil spirits, and has great restraint on such evil things.

Putting the sword back into the sheath, Zhang Jiuyang looked at the coffin that fell on the ground.

As if it felt his gaze, the coffin suddenly shook twice, and a faint roar like some kind of beast came out from inside.

Dongdong! Dongdong!

The nails on the coffin board kept shaking, getting looser and looser, and finally bounced out.

A pair of bloody hands suddenly stretched out from it, and the arms automatically stretched out, grabbed Zhang Jiuyang's wrist, and grabbed him into the coffin.

The coffin board closed automatically, as if catching prey.

But the facts prove that hunting should be done within one's ability.

"The sky is round and the earth is square, and people escape in nine chapters. The Azure Dragon helps, and the White Tiger helps. Kill the evil ghosts first, then eliminate the evil, what demons will not be subdued, what evil dares to take, hurry up and obey the command!"

As the curse sounded, the coffin suddenly trembled violently, and the wailing of evil ghosts faintly sounded inside.

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