In the barren village, you can vaguely see the golden ears of grain in the small courtyard at the entrance.
The ears of grain are very ripe, but no one has harvested them. Also unharvested are the bacon hanging under the eaves.
After being exposed to the sun and heavy rain, the bacon was covered with mold.
"Bang bang bang!"
"anyone there?"
The door was wide open, and the young man who had come from afar walked into the small courtyard, frowning and looking at the golden ears of grain in the courtyard.
"It takes three months for Liyang to mature and be ready for cooking. Why are we still not harvesting it now?"
He didn't notice the moldy bacon under the eaves or the dust on the ground that hadn't been swept for a long time. He also didn't notice that the door behind him closed quietly.
That night, a fire broke out in the village, and every house was burning. In the dark night, figures rushed into the village without any intention of avoiding it.
They were gathered around a withered corpse, all of them looking ugly.
"Why did Gui Wen have the seventh level of Qi training? How could he die so quickly?" A young man in a green shirt looked at a woman, "What does the family's intelligence say?"
The woman's voice was clear and clear, showing no fear under the burning flames, "A ghost with three heads and nine levels of qi training and cannibalism, it is good at deceiving people's hearts."
"But we haven't found them yet. These ghosts are really good at hiding."
"Gui Wen is dead, but we don't even know how he died. When did this ghost have this ability?"
The young man squatted on the ground and looked at the withered corpse, "Gui Wen must have died in the illusion."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the eyes of the corpse on the ground suddenly opened, and two black mist spiraled out, surrounding everyone.
A pair of blood-red eyes looked at these people in the black mist, "Are you also a monk of the Zhang family?"
"It's been a while since I've eaten from the Zhang family." On the other side, there was also a ghostly voice, and the sinister eyes made people shiver all over.
Several people in the late stage of Qi training stood back to back, looking nervously at the ghostly thing whose identity was unknown in the black mist.
"Who are you? I've never heard of any ghosts in Yunmengze having such abilities as you."
The young man looked around and saw that the burning village had disappeared, replaced by endless darkness and black mist.
It was as if they had walked into the formation. If they could not find the formation base, they would not be able to destroy the formation no matter what.
"Are you talking about the three offal from before?" The scarlet eyes showed human thoughts, and then sneered: "They taste like chewing wax, how can they compare with the talents of the two of us."
The young man's heart also sank. These two ghosts were completely different from those he had encountered before. Compared with those crazy ghosts who only knew their instincts, these two were obviously more like... humans.
"It's only been three days since I came to the human world. This place is really ten thousand times more beautiful than that ghost place in the underworld." The ghost greedily breathed in the smell emanating from the monks.
"By eating you, we will be able to gather our ghost hearts. When the time comes, where will we be able to go in this human world?"
Ghost heart is the description of the foundation-building realm among ghosts. This answer made the monks and the others despair.
They began to try to use various spells to attack the two ghosts, but no matter how they exploded, the spells just passed through the bodies of the two ghosts and disappeared into the depths of the rich darkness.
"Everything we see is an illusion, including their location."
"My consciousness can't find anything, what should I do now?"
"Attack every corner indiscriminately. We are just under the illusion. We are still in the village, and the ghosts must be around us."
Their eyes became firm. They had dealt with ghosts hundreds of times in the past few years, and they knew very well how to survive.
However, their attempts still ended in failure.
The two ghosts just looked at the panting people and said, "The monks in this world are too weak."
"Seventh brother, why can't they find us even now? They have clearly seen through what this ghost is, and we are not strong enough to confuse the fake with the real one."
"Maybe it's because they lack a heart."
"But they have a heart."
"Then let's take it out and make it our hearts."
The two ghosts discussed each other word by word, without paying any attention to the monks.
Then the young man who was the leader among the monks was horrified to find that one of his companions fell straight forward at some point.
boom!
The dry corpse was like a thin layer of skin covering a skeleton. No one could imagine that the last time he breathed, this person was still full of flesh and blood in the late stage of Qi training.
In the darkness, a hand made of black mist held a beating heart, greedily devouring the strong blood and vitality in it.
"Over there!" The young man at the head shouted, and the flames in his hands shot towards that direction crazily.
A huge ghost claw stretched out from the darkness, holding the flame easily in his hand. Everyone's shocked eyes could see that the spells in the late stage of Qi training were as fragile as dead branches under the ghost claw.
"This is impossible!" A female cultivator shouted, and then she lost all her vitality and fell to the ground. No one noticed how she was attacked from the beginning to the end.
Fear began to spread, and the remaining monks finally gave up the idea of fighting and looked at the leading young man.
"When will support from the clan arrive?"
"The summons was sent just now. Linyuan City is not far from here. Someone should have already arrived."
Two pairs of scarlet eyes in the black mist looked at the people in front of them and sneered again.
…
The black smoke burning in the village rushed straight into the sky, and a young man in green shirt appeared here with a frown, and finally stood in front of the skeletons.
"Total annihilation?"
The young man's consciousness swept around and found no trace of any ghost.
He stayed here for three hours and did not encounter any attacks from ghosts.
The breeze gathered on the body, and gradually turned into a blue strong wind that swept through the entire village, burying all the ashes and corpses.
After returning to Linyuan City, the young man immediately went to the city lord's mansion. After reporting, he finally met the city's highest defender.
Zhang Qing looked at the monk in green shirt in front of him, "Are you Qingyang?"
"My subordinate has met the young master." Qingyang said with a slight salute. When he met this man, he was still in the Xuanyan Mine.
"What's the matter?"
"A village thirteen miles outside Linyuan City has disappeared, including seven disciples who went to investigate. My subordinates suspect that it is still that kind of ghost."
"Seventh, right? At the same level, monks are really no match for those ghosts?"
"This is true for the vast majority of people, including some direct descendants of my family."
