A group of people rushed in and found something to block the door.
After being temporarily safe, more than a dozen people stood in the yard, listening to each other's heavy breathing. Their childish faces were full of confusion and uneasiness.
No one expected that the first actual battle after leaving the training ground would be so cruel.
The life or death of the leading grandmaster is unknown.
Every ghost you encounter is almost certain to die. Several of your companions are dead. The blood splashed on their faces is a warning to every sinister mistake. This is not an exercise in the past!
Fierce ghosts blocked the door and half-clothed in blood blocked the road.
Being in a strange old village where even the Grandmaster couldn't leave after entering, the despair in everyone's hearts was increasing every minute and every second.
"Don't be stunned, come with me." Zhao Xiaodong shouted.
His tone remained firm, without any trembling, because he always believed that there is no sure-fire game in this world, there are just people who can't figure out the game.
The group walked through the sealed well and entered the main room.
Pushing the door open and walking in, everyone was surprised to see a tomb built in the middle of the house. It was made of gravel and soil and looked very old.
"Look here." Someone shouted.
Everyone walked around to the other side and saw that there was a hole under the tomb and there were scratch marks on the ground, as if something crawled out from inside.
"It's the old man. I saw a lot of dirt on him before. He must have crawled out from here!" Sister Qin said at this time.
Zhao Xiaodong nodded.
He noticed it too.
"Why build a grave at home?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Is it because he is afraid that he will not be able to bury him in time after his death, or is he anticipating his death a long time in advance?"
"..."
Everyone wanted to continue, but Li Kai, who was wearing a paper shroud, suddenly coughed violently again.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."
His face was as white as paper, and he knelt down on the ground. He was in a very strange state, and he actually crawled toward the hole under the grave with his hands on his hands.
"Li Kai, what are you doing?!"
"The hole, that hole... I want to lie in it... lie in the grave, I can feel more comfortable..." Li Kai spoke intermittently.
After hearing these strange words, everyone didn't know what to do, and all eyes looked at Zhao Xiaodong.
At this moment, he also had a serious face: "When a Yang person takes over the shroud, he takes over the Yin person's life. Now it seems that the old man wants Li Kai to die for him."
"Whether you enter the grave or not, the result is the same!"
"There is only one way now, but it may not work."
"Sister Qin, let's work together and try to tear off this shroud!"
Zhao Xiaodong shouted, and Sister Qin next to her also nodded solemnly, and her black hair began to spread, gradually attaching to the paper shroud.
Zhao Xiaodong directly extended his hand.
As soon as the two people touched the shroud, Li Kai seemed to be a different person. He suddenly started going crazy and controlled the ghost in his body to attack the two people.
"Li Kai! Look at me!!!"
Zhao Xiaodong roared angrily and once again used his strange ability to immobilize Li Kai and his accompanying ghost. Sister Qin took the opportunity to use her strength to tear off the paper shroud.
The shroud split in two.
Zhao Xiaodong's pupils suddenly dilated: "No!!"
Because then, Li Kai's body seemed to be torn apart by something, and the upper half fell to the ground, his eyes widened with unwillingness.
His blood was scattered all over the floor.
"No, how could this happen..." Sister Qin covered her head with a look of self-blame.
The others also looked in disbelief.
"It's not your fault." At this time, Zhao Xiaodong spoke, trying his best to keep his tone calmer: "It was my decision that was wrong, and it was my problem."
"Dongzi, don't say that. I've seen the Yincao archives. It's wrapped in a paper shroud. Unless someone with a higher level takes action, there's no way to solve it." Yang Zhi comforted him at the side.
Zhao Xiaodong shook his head: "If I can get out alive, I will take punishment from Yin Cao for this matter."
"But now, we may have to face bigger problems."
He suddenly turned around and stared at the courtyard gate with his piercing eyes.
At this moment, the two doors were shaking continuously, and all the things blocking the doors were strangely shaken open, and a "dong-dong-dong" knocking sound came from outside.
"It turns out that the house is not safe. It's all a trap."
"There are two ghosts I saw just now. They are both evil ghosts. There is a high probability that they are high-grade evil ghosts. In addition to the ghost who put a shroud on Li Kai, there are three high-grade evil ghosts."
Zhao Xiaodong kept talking, analyzing as calmly as possible.
"We are absolutely invincible, unless Sister Qin and I are willing to be devoured by ghosts, but this is a way of dying together at the last moment."
"Running is the only option."
"All C-levels will join me later. The moment the door opens, use your strongest killing move. I don't want to kill them, just to repel them."
"Then everyone, run towards the village together!"
"What, do you want to go deeper?" After Zhao Xiaodong said this, someone immediately spoke in fear.
This time, Sister Qin also changed from her previous hesitation and stood up and said: "Xiaodong is right, you must run to the village. If you go out and meet a hanged man, you will die faster than now."
"Run inside. Even though you have to drink Zhen to quench your thirst, you can still hold on for a while."
"The message for help has been sent out. If there are strong Yin Cao people nearby, they will come to rescue. In addition, Grandmaster Zhou just lost contact after going deep into the village, so he may not have been killed."
"If we find him, there is still hope!"
Several C-levels also nodded.
The situation now is that there is usually death from beginning to end.
The only difference is that if you move forward, you can live a little longer and pursue that glimmer of hope. In fact, there is no need for Zhao Xiaodong to teach you how to choose.
Zhao Xiaodong's eyes were like a deep pool.
He seemed to have something to say, but the situation was urgent now. He glanced at everyone and said no more. He just strode forward and was the first to come to the door.
After a moment, there was a "bang".
The door opened.
Standing outside were a man and a woman, a farmer in his forties with a pale face, and a woman with a swollen body. The two had the same weird smile on their lowered faces, and they each held a paper shroud in their hands. Staring at everyone.
"Hey hey hey~~"
They rushed forward while laughing strangely.
"Dammit, look at me!!"
Zhao Xiaodong was the first to shout loudly, and the two ghosts stopped moving.
"Go to hell, go to hell!" Sister Qin's hair spread out.
"Hehehe~" A girl also laughed like a silver bell, and a strange shadow appeared behind the two shroud ghosts.
The others also took action.
They all used their strongest abilities.
With loud noises, the two ghosts fell backwards, with large pieces of skin ulcerated on their bodies. The woman's head was twisted 180 degrees and fell to the ground.
Without saying a word, a group of people rushed out of the gate and ran towards the depths of the village.
soon.
The two ghosts stood up again, and the woman straightened her head and smiled even more weirdly.
"Haha, don't run away. You forgot your clothes. Put them on, put them on..."
Her faint voice sounded like she was urging someone to die.
The group of people ran wildly.
But as they ran, they discovered that there were figures coming out of the darkness all around, all of them holding a shroud strangely, chasing after them, shouting "Put it on, put it on"
"Damn it! It's completely over now!"
"Why do you have to run to the village and fight half-clothed in blood? At least there is a glimmer of hope."
Some people are afraid and can't help but complain.
Zhao Xiaodong said nothing, but kept glancing around, thoughtfully.
"Huh...huh..."
In the darkness, everyone could only hear the heavy breathing of their companions, the increasingly difficult steps, and more and more "Put it on", "Put it on" and "..." behind them.
Everyone's heart gradually fell to the bottom.
Some people even said to themselves dejectedly: "No, no, if you can't run away, why not put it on? Put on the shroud and lie down in the grave. Maybe you can really survive."
"Wang Yang, what are you talking about!? Wake up!" the companion closest to him shouted anxiously.
However, the man acted as if he hadn't heard anything and just kept mumbling to himself: "Just put it on, forget it..."
His pace slowed down little by little.
"Wang Yang!!" Zhao Xiaodong also shouted sharply, trying to wake up this teammate.
However it still doesn't work.
After the opponent slowed down, a figure rushed up and put a shroud on him. Then Wang Yang seemed to have lost his soul, his face turned dull, and he walked into a nearby house blankly.
Another comrade died.
The atmosphere in the team became increasingly heavy, and everyone could only run forward as hard as they could.
But after running a certain distance.
In the darkness ahead, a familiar strange laughter suddenly came.
"Put it on...Put it on..."
