In the dark forest, with mist billowing, an altar made of black stones was looming.
There are three white skulls placed on the altar, with pig heads and cow heads on the left and right sides, and a human skull in the middle.
On each of the three skulls, there is a stick of incense, emitting three points of red light.
A dark figure sat cross-legged on the altar, wrapped in a pitch-black robe, but with a yellow paper talisman on his face, looking sinister.
That weird chanting sound came from the black shadow.
In front of the altar, there were two rows of ghost-faced people standing on the left and right sides. When they heard the movement, they all turned their heads.
I pointed my finger.
White shadows flashed in the sky, and nine paper figures swiped through the treetops, passing over the necks of the ghost faces, bringing up streaks of blood and rushing towards the altar.
The strange chanting sound suddenly tightened.
Bang bang bang!
The moment the nine paper figures approached, they suddenly exploded and turned into powder.
I followed closely behind, and almost at the same time, I reached the altar and reached out my hand to grab the black figure's neck.
However, once I grasped it, I knew something was wrong.
The black shadow turned out to be empty, with only a black robe left.
In this flash of lightning, I waved my hand and grabbed one of the other person's arms, but in the next moment, the arm was broken at the shoulder level. It was a prosthetic limb.
I stretched out my left hand, and a copper coin spun rapidly in my palm, buzzing, and then sank into the ground!
After a while, a muffled groan was heard not far away.
I carried the severed arm over and saw a dark figure lying on the ground, with only half of its body exposed, while the other half was still sunk in the soil.
I stepped forward and lifted the yellow paper talisman covering the other person's face, and when I saw the other person's face clearly, I couldn't help but feel frightened.
It was an extremely weird face. Both ears had been cut off, the eyes and mouth were sewn shut with black thread, and only two nostrils remained on the entire face.
The sound of chanting before was probably from ventriloquism.
I originally kept my hands open, preparing to catch him alive, but at this moment, two streams of black blood seeped out of the man's nose, and he was already dead.
What's even more weird is that the man's skin began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, only bones were left. The copper coins I drove into his body also fell to the ground.
Only the limbs were intact, and upon closer inspection, they were all prosthetic limbs.
I frowned, took back the copper coins, and looked back at the altar. I soon discovered that the ghost-faced men who fell to the ground also quickly began to rot, and in an instant, only white skeletons were left.
The air was filled with a strange and unpleasant smell.
I didn't care about anything else and continued to search around. White shadows flickered in the sky, and paper figures flew back from all directions, but there was no trace of Haitang and the others.
After a while, the fog that shrouded the entire Shimen Village gradually faded away. I took back the paper man and turned around to return to the village.
"How's it going?" As soon as he entered the village, he saw Shao Zilong running towards him.
I shook my head.
"That's weird. Where did he go?" Shao Zilong cursed.
Following a burst of hurried footsteps, Shen Qingyao and others were seen rushing over from the Bone Tower. The group was unconscious, seriously injured, and in a miserable state.
"Have you found anyone?" Shen Qingyao came over and asked.
This girl was originally a tall, cold and beautiful young lady, but now she had a gray face and was covered in blood. At first glance, she was almost unrecognizable.
"No!" Shao Zilong said gloomily.
Shen Qingyao frowned, "Did you see that all these people suddenly turned into bones?"
I nodded.
I just came across and discovered that since the altar was broken, all the ghost-faced people suddenly fell to the ground and then rotted into a pile of bones.
I have caught a ghost-faced man before, and I am sure that although the yin energy in the man is very abnormal, he should be a living person.
This is really weirdly tight.
Soon the fog dissipated. Shen Qingyao gathered her staff, leaving some people to take care of the wounded and contact the outside world for help. She led a group of people to continue searching for traces of the villagers around the village.
But the strange thing is that there are no traces of large-scale movement around the village.
Although there are not many villagers in Shimen Village, there are at least several hundred people in total. How could they disappear quietly into thin air?
We discussed it and thought that there might be a secret passage hidden in the village, and the other party transferred people through this secret passage.
This speculation is reasonable. After all, this Shimen Village has been kept in captivity for so many years. With painstaking management, nothing is surprising.
We turned the entire village upside down, and finally found a secret passage in the ancestral hall of Shimen Village.
As expected, there are a lot of traces of transfer in the secret passage.
But when we chased along the secret passage, we found that the secret passage had collapsed halfway.
Obviously, after the other party passed, they cut off the way.
Now that the road ahead is cut off, we can only retreat back the way we came.
Shao Zilong had a dark face all the way, muttering incessantly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
I knew he was feeling uncomfortable. When he passed the Bone Tower, he suddenly felt something in his heart and asked Shao Zilong, "Is there any water here?"
"Water?" Shao Zilong was confused.
I ignored the explanation and immediately searched around. Soon, I found a well to the west of the Bone Tower.
In addition to the burial well in the Bone Tower, there is a well in every direction in the village.
This is one of them, and the closest to the Bone Tower.
"What's so interesting about this well?" Shao Zilong said a little frustrated.
I took a look into the well and saw that it was deep and cold, and shouted, "Haitang, are you down there?"
"Begonia?" Shao Zilong was stunned.
"You forgot that when we left, we told Haitang to hide it as soon as she found something wrong. Haitang's water quality is very good." I said, then entered the well and slid down the wall.
As soon as he entered the water, he saw Shao Zilong sliding down with a chirp.
"It makes sense!"
Shao Zilong yelled and plunged in with a fierce thrust.
The two of us sank to the bottom of the water, and sure enough we found a thin figure in the water, it was Haitang!
At this time, the little girl was out of breath. Shao Zilong cast a series of spells in the water, driving spells into her body.
I condensed a trace of Yin Qi from the well water and stabbed it into Haitang's throat.
Then he pulled her up.
"Cough cough cough!"
After a violent cough, Haitang resumed breathing.
We were overjoyed and quickly took her back to the ground.
"I...I'm fine." Seeing us looking at her nervously, Haitang smiled at us, but her voice was so cold that she trembled.
