Surrounded by strange figures holding up shrouds.
The eyes of the dozen or so newbies were wide open, they were panting nervously, and despair appeared on their faces.
At this time, Zhao Xiaodong seemed to have finally confirmed something.
He shouted: "Follow me!"
As he spoke, he rushed to a nearby house and kicked open the door.
Everyone hesitated. They had obviously tried it before. Even if they hid in these houses, the shroud ghost would still catch up. Would it be useful if they went in?
But they had no other choice.
A group of people can only keep up.
"You guys hold on to the door, Lao Yang, Zhao Qian, come with me!" Zhao Xiaodong arranged.
This arrangement is naturally selfish. Even if the door is breached, his two classmates will not be the first to die.
"Smash it!"
He pointed to the cemented well.
Yang Zhi glared: "Dongzi, are you crazy?!"
The well was sealed, and it looked like there was a big problem.
Zhao Qian looked fearless: "Haha, that's crazy. Zhao Xiaodong, you have a bit of Jiang Chen's temperament back then."
Upon hearing this name, Zhao Xiaodong's face stiffened.
He recalled the extremely weird scene that night, when the man stuck behind the ghost.
"You can say that just because you haven't seen his truly terrifying behavior." Zhao Xiaodong shook his head and said with a complicated expression.
Then he took out a knife he had with him, held it with his backhand, and stabbed it hard into the manhole cover.
"Quick! Don't hesitate!"
he shouted at the top of his lungs.
At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was shaking continuously, and several C-level yinzai were leaning against it, holding it firmly against it.
"Okay, Dongzi, I listen to you!"
Yang Zhi took a deep breath and took out a cast iron sledgehammer he carried with him. This was his weapon.
When the hammer came down, rocks flew away.
The manhole cover was smashed open, and a terrifying cold breath hit his face. Yang Zhi shivered hard, his expression became dull for a moment, and he almost fell into the well accidentally.
Fortunately, Zhao Xiaodong caught him and the three of them quickly moved away.
"Stop blocking! Let's go! Enter the house!"
he yelled again toward the door.
A group of people hesitated, and the door shook more and more. Once they let go, the group of shroud ghosts would rush in regardless and kill everyone.
At this time, Sister Qin's hair was surging, and she directly caught up a few newbies, and shouted sternly: "Let's go! Have you forgotten? If you want to live, you must listen to Xiaodong!"
A group of people finally let go of the door.
To everyone's surprise, after they let go, the door was not knocked open.
On the contrary, the banging on the door outside became quieter, and the shroud ghosts' constant shouting of "put it on" stopped. They seemed to be afraid of something.
Zhao Xiaodong, who was standing at the door of the hall, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
He was indeed right.
Along the way, he kept scanning the surroundings. In fact, he was using his ability to see through the door to confirm whether every house had a sealed well.
In the end it was found that this was indeed the case.
Based on this, he inferred that the reason why people in this village dug graves at home and died one by one was related to the well.
Those large tanks were used to catch rainwater. Maybe something happened that year that made the water in the well undrinkable.
That is to say.
The well and the villagers should be in a hostile state!
Only after confirming this, did he dare to implement this plan, smash open the well, and scare those shroud ghosts.
At this time, there was the sound of water flowing from the well, accompanied by a faint woman laughing.
The scalps of everyone present were almost about to explode. The terrifying aura seemed to be even more powerful than the hanging female ghost before!
"Come in first!"
Zhao Xiaodong shouted, then he stopped caring about everyone and rushed into the house, looking for something. After a search, he squatted in front of the grave.
Someone dug out small characters on the ground with their fingernails.
"Damn, she's coming, she's really coming, I heard the water in the well!"
"It's so unlucky. What does this matter have to do with me?"
"..."
"It's obviously the village chief. It's all the village chief's fault. He made a mistake in diagnosis, framed others, and found someone to break her father's leg in the ancestral hall. We just followed behind and made fun of her."
"You can't blame me."
"I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die..."
After Zhao Xiaodong finished reading, a bright light seemed to flash in his eyes.
"The largest building at the end of the village should be the ancestral hall, right?"
At this time, several people's frightened voices came from outside.
"Brother Xiaodong, something is wrong. Come and take a look. There is a sound in the well, like something is climbing up!"
"The ghost in my body is warning me like crazy, almost crushing my heart. It's scared!"
"Xiaodong, even the ghost in my body is screaming in my ears like crazy!" Sister Qin also spoke.
Zhao Xiaodong suddenly stood up and glanced at the mouth of the well. At this time, there was a strong Yin energy there, as if something extremely terrifying was coming up.
The ghost inside him was also chirping, causing his eyes to sting.
However, he smiled.
That smile looked extremely crazy in the eyes of others.
"Walk!"
"Go open the door and let those clothes sellers in!"
As he spoke, he rushed to the door and pushed it open.
There were figures standing in the darkness outside, all holding up shrouds. At this moment, they were staring at the well behind Zhao Xiaodong, their expressions a little fearful.
After he pushed the door open, they all stepped back.
"What are you afraid of? Come in, the clothes you have are good, give us one each!" Zhao Xiaodong almost gritted his teeth, suppressing the fear in his heart and spoke.
His voice was shaking uncontrollably.
He couldn't help but recall that classmate's calm, confident, and even excited state when faced with being sneaky.
Only when you have truly faced these terrifying ghosts.
Only then did Zhao Xiaodong understand how crazy the other party was back then!
A series of pale eyes fell on him, and the terrifying pressure came overwhelmingly. His heart tightened, and he almost lost all his calmness.
"Zizzizi"
At this time, the sound of fingernails rubbing against the stone wall was getting closer and closer.
The group of shroud ghosts took a few steps back again.
Zhao Xiaodong seized the opportunity and waved his hand: "Run!!"
He ran towards the right side of the house, followed desperately by a group of newbies.
At the end of the bluestone road, there is the largest building, where the ugliest past of the entire village is buried!
That's right.
Zhao Xiaodong is leading everyone towards the abyss step by step, relying on his own judgment, because the only glimmer of hope he sees is in the depths of darkness!
Not long ago, news came from Yincao that a grandmaster would arrive in fifteen minutes.
Zhao Xiaodong then thought of rushing into more dangerous places in the village to get rid of the danger behind him and delay time.
As long as he waits for the Grandmaster's rescue, there is hope of survival.
He chanted silently while running forward as hard as he could.
"Four minutes and thirteen seconds...four minutes and twelve..."
…
Soon, a group of shroud ghosts chased after them again, followed by a more terrifying figure, crawling on the ground like a beast, their clothes bright red, and their disheveled hair dripping with blood.
"Don't look back! Don't ever look back!"
Zhao Xiaodong shouted with all his strength.
Everyone heard a scream coming from behind, and another companion was caught, crying and begging to save him.
No one dared to look back.
I can only run harder.
During this process, a group of shroud ghosts seemed to have discovered the blood-red figures behind them. As they ran, the figures quietly disappeared into the darkness and hid in the house.
slowly.
Behind everyone, there was only one figure left.
However, teammates died faster, and one ghost on the other side was more terrifying than the entire team of shroud ghosts combined!
"It's almost there, it's almost time, it's almost time!"
Zhao Xiaodong gasped for air. His pressure was also huge. He knew that some of his teammates were dying, but there was nothing he could do about it. With the strength of the entire team, they were basically delivering food in this strange mountain village.
One more life is one.
Finally, a group of people rushed into the huge building in front. There were two copper rings hanging on the vermilion door, which looked very ancient.
After entering, Zhao Xiaodong gritted his teeth and turned around, only to see a bright red figure walking away with a dark smile.
The female ghost who had chased them until they had no way to go to heaven or to the earth just left.
However, this ancestral hall gave him an even more terrifying sense of threat!
His eyes felt like they were being pricked by countless needles at the same time, the pain was excruciating, and the ghost in his body seemed unwilling to step into this ancestral hall even to death.
The group stood with their backs against the vermilion door, breathing heavily.
There were less than ten people left, and more than half were dead or injured. A look of despair appeared on the young faces.
"Brother Xiaodong, can we really get out alive?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, it must be possible."
Zhao Xiaodong said firmly.
But after he turned his back to everyone, he sighed silently, because at this time he discovered a more terrifying fact.
The ghost chasing him turned out to be a real blood-coat.
The other party was unwilling to approach the ancestral hall.
It means that there is something more terrifying here. Even if it does not surpass the existence of the blood-clothed people, it at least means that there are no less than two blood-clothed people in the entire village!
Perhaps the arrival of a grandmaster cannot reverse the outcome.
After thinking about it, he typed on his mobile phone and reported it to Yin Cao.
"The strongest one here is not the half-blood-clothed one before, but the blood-clothed one. I'm afraid there are more than one. In addition, Grandmaster Zhou may have been killed."
…
This message was directly forwarded to a little girl in a car.
04 Clear your throat and try to make your voice sound as weak and pitiful as possible.
"Brother Dean, they said there are bloody clothes over there, and there are more than one."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and pushed the car door open regardless of the high-speed vehicle.
"01, help me carry the hammer."
"02, 03, 04."
"Use your fastest speed, and the last one to arrive will get a hammer."
After saying that, his body flashed, with lightning under his feet, and he ran away in the night.
When several seriously ill patients heard this, they immediately released their Yin Qi at all costs and turned into bloody afterimages and chased after them.
