Ding Youlan was so scared that he was pushed, but when he pushed it, the ghost-faced man actually shook it - and fell down.

The field team of the General Office: "..."

E Jingbai, who was holding Ding Youlan, looked at the ghost-faced man who had not moved after falling down in confusion, "Doll? Why can't he move?" Didn't the mechanic insect beasts just now move quite happily?

"...Doll?" Ding Youlan was stunned-but it didn't feel like it!

"It seems like it's just a personal doll." Zhu Mengtian used his treasure sword to pick the ghost face. There was a round wood lump inside, and his facial features were not painted. He couldn't help poking the naked limbs of the doll in armor after falling. It was indeed without life characteristics, but the touch under the sword made Zhu Mengtian a little strange. He couldn't help but squat down and pull out the thing he didn't know what to do. As a result, as soon as he got started, he understood why Ding Youlan was so scared and shook his hand in disgust, "Is this skin really made of human skin?"

"Let's see." Since Zhu Mengtian has taken action, it proves that this thing is not a threat. Di Bingqiao also came over to check it out, and then said in surprise: "Human skin is not human skin, but it can be so realistic. Zunyu Village's skills are indeed well-known!" If it weren't for preparation, it would be cold, slick and even with the softness of real people's flesh and blood. Wouldn't Ding Youlan be scared!

This doll is different from the mechanical insects and beasts in front of it. It is solid inside and there is no poison powder or medicine. At first glance, I thought it was scary, but Lin Yingkong raised his foot and asked it to turn over. He could see a thin thread connected to the back of the doll. There was no idea where the other end led, and it was broken at this time.

Everyone felt a sense of clarity when they saw it, and without saying anything, they left the doll and continued to walk forward. After a few minutes, they drove away the shadows of plants, trees and trees, and the Zunou Village in the night finally appeared in front of them.

At this moment, the wind happened to blow by. The lantern hanging high at the entrance of the village swayed slightly, reflecting the figure of a man with a wide-sleeved robe under the lamp. His dress was like a sacrificial garment, with the hem painted with scripture-like characters. Half of the black hair was raised with only a delicate hollow wooden crown, and the remaining softness spread on his shoulders. His slender eyebrows and bright outline made him look handsome as a man walking out of an ancient painting. He was holding a galacquer lantern with landscape pictures in his slender hands. There was no expression on his face. The ancient village behind him was solemn. When he suddenly saw it, the members of the field team of the General Office almost thought that they had traveled through time.

"The guests from afar are trekking, and Kongling is not well received. Please forgive me." The man who claimed to be Kongling spoke slowly, his voice clear and solemn as a monk under the seat of an ancient Buddha, as if he could make evil things ashamed in front of him.

Di Bingqiao poked E Jingbai next to him - a living person or a doll?

E Jingbai nodded affirmatively - a living person!

"..." So everyone in the field team of the General Office fell silent all of a sudden - they seemed to be here to kill evil spirits, why did someone who was more upright than them come out...

Feng Rong looked at him without any trace and said lightly: "It's our own risk to come uninvited. May I ask you...?"

"Being favored by his fathers, Kong Ling is the current head of Zunyu Village." He said calmly.

Fei Rong's expression was subtle - the village chief is so young and easy to see... It's really strange no matter how you look at it, it doesn't fit the impression the village chief gives people at all.

Feng Rong's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, "The old village chief..."

"He has passed away." Kong Ling replied naturally, and then said, "The guests must be tired after walking for a day. The humble house is simple, but it is okay to let you stay for a few days. If you don't mind, come with me." After that, without waiting for them to answer, Kong Ling turned around and walked into the village. The lantern covered with gauze cast a soft light, stretching out his figure in his long clothes.

The so-called village chief of Zunyu Village is really strange and open. The people from the field team of the General Office focused their attention on the minister. Feng Rong didn't look at them, and directly followed Kongling into the village. His mind was calm and as if he was fearless no matter what was ahead. Lin Yingkong liked him so much that he was almost obsessed with him. He followed without hesitation. Everyone else followed one after another. Zhu Mengtian, who was walking at the end, seemed to throw out a paper crane casually. He had fallen before he could fly up. He picked up the paper crane quietly and strolled behind him.

After entering the village, the feeling of inversion of time and space became even stronger. Zunyu Village is a building of a stilt bamboo building like Musheng Village, but the style is obviously too simple. You can't see any modern traces along the way, let alone the power and network. This place is not full of traces of doll carvings like Musheng Village, and you can only see some wood covered with ancient oil cloth. There seems to be no entertainment here. People had already had dinner before the sun set. When they entered the village, it was only after eight o'clock. Most of the stilt bamboo building was immersed in the darkness. Candlelight leaked from the homes of people who had not yet rested. Villagers dressed in ancient costumes poked their heads out and looked at the group of outsiders with a strange look, alerting like frightened cats.

The atmosphere was really weird. Zhu Mengtian and others walked side by side to avoid being alone. Fortunately, Kong Ling's house seemed very remote in the depths of the village. As they walked, they threw the horrifying eyes behind them. A wooden building that was completely different from those stilted bamboo buildings suddenly appeared in front of them. The simple and magnificent house with a strong sense of historical precipitation, standing silently in the night.

This wooden building is indeed not small, but it seems that Kongling only lives. It is so quiet that even the extremely slight footsteps echo in the empty lobby. After Kongling arranged the room for them, he said goodbye politely and distantly, without giving them any time to ask questions.

The stars are bright, the sound of insects is rustling, and the fragrance of plants and trees is carried by the wind. If it weren't for being in a strange jungle village, it would be refreshing. Kong Ling thoughtfully arranged four side-by-side rooms for them, with antique decorations and bright candlelights. Each room also carries hot meals and two large bathtubs of water. Obviously, it was already expected that they would arrive.

Everyone went into the room to search the carpet style, and tested the foods for poison. In the end, no problem was found. Zhu Mengtian took a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth and chewed it, and said vaguely: "What's the rhythm? Have we fattened and slaughtered?"

After leaving for a day, Fei Rong couldn't help but scoop a bowl of soup to drink, smacked her lips, and found no problem, "Don't worry about him, let's talk about it after eating, it's not poisonous anyway."

Di Bingqiao nodded her forehead with apology, "You foodie!"

Fei Rong handed the soup that seemed to be just out of the pot to her, "Don't you drink it~?"

"..." Di Bingqiao's eyes twitched, "Drink!"

The rest: "…"

"I guess we won't do so many tricks if we kill him," Cheng Xiaodai also felt hungry. "And there is a barrier outside the village, so it's unlikely that we can go out to hunt." Compressed biscuits and other things have to be kept for various emergencies.

As for the current situation, there is nothing special except the barrier outside. Although Kong Ling is weird in behavior, she really can't find any fault in the entertainment of them. When she is not familiar with the situation in Zunyu Village, she is not the best way to investigate rashly. In the end, she made a decision. "Since there is no problem, I will have a meal and take a shower first, and have a short meeting later."

The team members immediately cheered, "Okay, Minister!"

After taking a quick battle bath and having dinner, everyone gathered in the room assigned by Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong as usual, and analyzed the current situation. Kong Ling gave too few clues and couldn't get to know the truth for a while. They were not anxious now, but Ding Youlan couldn't contact the outside. This was quite frustrating. Everyone could only carry short-distance communication intercoms with them at any time, but the communication effect in the barrier was not affected.

"I was thinking that the story that Mr. Yori told us was somewhat credible," E Jingbai rarely spoke his opinion first. "Kong Ling's clothing is a bit like a sacrificial clothing. Maybe he is the descendant of the divine servant who destroyed the Zunyu Kingdom and established Zunyu Village."

"So?" Zhu Mengtian looked at him, "Do you think the God's servant may have obtained the inheritance of the Son of God. Do you have any extraordinary abilities? But I think that Kong Ling is no different from an ordinary person."

"There are many ways to conceal your cultivation..." Fei Rong tapped her chin with her fingers, "But I also think that Kong Ling has no spiritual power."

"Some things can be done without spiritual power," E Jingbai said, "Actually, I doubt that if the story is true, then whether the Son of God died back then?" Is the existence regarded as a god really so easily killed by mortals?

"If we are not dead, wouldn't we have a God-killing drama?" Cheng Xiaodai felt a toothache - if the Son of God is still there, then the big boss they faced is likely to be him.

"Don't rush to make a judgment first," Feng Rong said nothing, but said, "Go to bed first, and walk around the village after dawn. It's best to be able to talk to Kong Ling. Beware of it tonight. Except for Bing Qiao and Rongzi, the other three groups will take turns to watch the night. If there is any movement, call the police immediately. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

After the team members returned to their rooms, Lin Yingkong closed the door and turned around and saw Feng Rong sitting at the table, as if he was in a daze. He walked over and said in confusion: "Why don't you go explore this house first?" Sitting and waiting for death is not Feng Rong's style of doing things.
Chapter completed!