The old postman left staggeringly with a lantern. Fang Xiaoyu arranged the wife of Fang and the other ones and returned to the next room.

There was no worry about having a maid Haitang taking care of Fang's wife Fang Xiaoyu. She sat cross-legged on the bed. Fang Xiaoyu's thoughts were erratic and slowly circulated her internal breath.

It was late at night and the station was in the wilderness. You could vaguely hear the cry of the night owl. It would be really scary if you were alone in the wilderness.

The entire station was quiet. If you listen carefully, you could even hear the snoring sounds coming from not far away.

More than ten feet away from Fang Xiaoyu and his room, a slight breeze blew, and with a creaking sound, the originally closed door opened, revealing several brand new coffins placed there.

The Yin Qi gathered in the room and gradually became richer. Suddenly, the coffin that had been closed together slowly moved and opened.

A scarlet hand slowly poked out and spread it on the coffin. The black nails as black as ink were at least several inches long. A figure suddenly sat up from the coffin, and it was a female corpse wearing a big red wedding dress but bleeding from seven orifices.

The female corpse crawled out of the coffin, swayed and left the room where the coffin was parked, and appeared in the yard.

The faint moonlight shone on the female corpse, bringing out a long shadow.

The female corpse seemed to have smelled the breath of a stranger and actually walked towards a guest room.

Fang Xiaoyu, who was originally practicing cross-legged in the room, suddenly opened her eyes when the yin energy surged in the morgue, and the light flashed in her eyes. It can be said that the situation of the female corpse leaving the coffin was completely under his surveillance.

Fang Xiaoyu had vaguely felt that the aura emitted from those rooms was a little wrong, and the yin energy was too strong. Although the postman said that it was the place where the corpses were parked, Fang Xiaoyu still remembered it in his heart.

Sure enough, in the middle of the month, there were really corpses who were cheating on the zombie.

In this world, ghosts are rampant, in the wilderness, if you walk alone at night, it is normal to encounter mandrill monsters and other things.

If this were the worlds in the Dharma-Ending World, let alone zombie fraud, I am afraid that even a little yin energy could not be gathered, so why should I pretend to be zombie fraud?

Fang Xiaoyu stood in front of the window and watched the female corpse walking towards the next room step by step.

There is a scholar in the guest room next door. He is sleeping now and has no idea what kind of crisis he is in.

The ghostly thing that just pretended to be corpse is most eager for human blood. Once it devours human blood, the corpse ghost will become more and more fierce.

It can be said that if he hadn't happened to settle here, there would probably be no living person in the inn after tonight. At least a dozen people staying here, including the old inn, would not have escaped the female corpse's poisonous hand.

As the door was pushed open, a cold wind blew, and the scholar who was sleeping subconsciously shivered and tightened the bedding on his body.

The female corpse walked towards the sleeping scholar step by step, and her hands slowly poked out like a dead tree bark, and it was scarlet, especially the dark black nails that were several inches long were like sharp blades.

Just as the female corpse was about to start, a figure appeared in the room, and a thunder in the palm of the female corpse was hitting the female corpse's vest.

Suddenly, the female corpse let out an extremely shrill howl, and then a ball of fire rose all over her body, her face was ferocious and distorted, but she herself was swallowed by the fire.

The shrill scream was so scary. It can be said that everyone in the station was alarmed, and the scholar in the room sat up all of a sudden. When he opened his eyes, he saw a ball of fire in front of his window. A figure could be seen in the fire.

Fang Xiaoyu stood outside the door of Mrs. Fang and said, "Mom, how are you doing? Are you okay?"

Mrs. Fang was also woken up by the scream of the female corpse just now. She had just been comforted by the maid Haitang.

"Chenger, what's wrong outside?"

Almost everyone in the inn ran out, in a mess. Fang Xiaoyu said, "It's nothing, it's just that someone is scared by something. If there is a child here, mother, let's take a break early."

Mrs. Fang didn't care much about Fang Xiaoyu's words either, and then slowly fell asleep under the care of Haitang.

The crowd ran out, the scholar's door was open, and a ball of fire was so eye-catching that anyone who was not a blind man could see it.

Everyone happened to see the female corpse burned to ashes. Although many people didn't see clearly, everyone could see clearly that a figure was burned to ashes.

Some people think that it must be the scholar who killed someone and burned them to ashes. Everyone shouted that they would capture the scholar and report to the officials.

But the scholar was still dull at this moment and he slept well, but it was fine if he was awakened by a scary scream. When he opened his eyes, he saw a ferocious figure burning to ashes in front of him.

The scholar was already very nervous when he didn't go crazy, and now he was considered a murderer.

The scholar shouted: "Slander, you are slandering me. I am a scholar, and I am a righteous person. I have never killed anyone, and how could I kill someone and burn a body in my room?"

"Not good, no good, the young grandma's body is gone."

Suddenly, a loud scream came. It turned out that among the people who helped the spirits and returned home, a servant found that the door of the house where the coffin was parked was opened, especially the coffin where the female corpse was also opened.

This time, more than a dozen people arrived at the morgue. As the servant said, the coffin was opened and the body disappeared.

"Hey, everyone, look, there seems to be blood on the ground."

Someone took a torch, and the torch shone down. Everyone saw that the blood was starting from the coffin and going outward.

As the bloodstain stretched, everyone found that the place where the bloodstain finally disappeared was in the scholar's room.

The scholar looked at the blood that extended into his room in a daze, and recalled the figure in the fire he had seen before.

If anyone can see the clearest, except Fang Xiaoyu, it is definitely this scholar. However, the scholar didn't think too much at that time, and he was still a little confused until now.

Suddenly, the scholar screamed, "Crazy zombie, ghost."

It was clearly a corpse, but it disappeared from the coffin and appeared in his room. Apart from ghosts, the scholar really couldn't think of any explanation. Although a gentleman did not use his strange power to mess with his gods, ghosts in this world are rampant, and it is not that he can be unaffected by not believing it.

The scholar's scream made everyone present shudder involuntarily. A night wind blew, and the sound of night owls came from all around. Everyone looked at the empty coffin and the blood on the ground, and they couldn't help but look frightened in their eyes.

Not many people could sleep that night. It can be said that except for the wife of Fang, who was not affected by the outside world, the others did not dare to sleep until dawn.

As soon as the sky was dawn, the people who stayed in the inn left immediately, fearing that they would be entangled by ghosts if they stayed for a while.

Fang Xiaoyu helped Mrs. Fang get into the car. When she drove away from the post station, Fang Xiaoyu presented a wooden short sword to the old postman.

This kind of inn located in the wilderness is nothing when the world is peaceful, but now the world is getting more and more chaotic, and even ghosts are everywhere. Places like this are the easiest to attract ghosts.

The wooden short sword was an ordinary magic weapon carved by Fang Xiaoyu, which was enough for the old postman to use it three times.

If the old postman needs to use three times for the rest of his life to deal with ghosts, then it can only be said that the old postman’s luck is too bad.

The kindness of staying overnight was rewarded by Fang Xiaoyu.

Although Fang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, he just told the old postmen to carry it with him, but the old postmen came and saw him at the postmen, and they saw too many people and their minds were absolutely transparent.

The old postman also knew what happened last night, and everyone was wondering who destroyed the female corpse after the corpse.

Looking at the carriage that was leaving, if the old postman still didn't understand, then he could only say that his reaction was too slow.

The old postman tightened the wooden short sword in his hand. From then on, the old postman carried it with him as Fang Xiaoyu's instructions. As expected, a few years later, the wooden short sword was stimulated by the gloomy ghost energy and turned into a golden sword. With one sword, he killed a mountain mandrill that broke into the post.

However, Fang Xiaoyu drove on the road, and there were not many pedestrians on the pipeline. After all, most people in this era would not go far if they were not necessary. Most of them were limited to dozens of miles, and many people never left the place where they gave birth to them in their lives.

Most of the people who can really travel far are well-off homes with good families, otherwise the travel expenses alone would not be something ordinary civilian homes could afford.

As the saying goes, when you are poor and rich, you need to spend money when you go out, eating, drinking, urinating, and sleeping. It is really hard to move without money.

So what you can see on the pipeline is people who are rushing on the carriage like Fang Xiaoyu and others, or scholars riding horses.

The Great Wei Dynasty treated scholars preferentially. Once they became scholars, they could travel around the world. Therefore, many scholars could be seen appearing among the official roads.

In order to avoid missing the accommodation again, Fang Xiaoyu chose a town this time and stopped and settled it early.

In two days, half of the journey had been gone. At this speed, at most, you can reach the burial place of Mrs. Fang's cousin in two days.

It was safe and sound this night. In other words, no matter how ghosts are rampant in this world, it is still a human world. It is impossible for you to encounter ghosts everywhere. If that is true, I am afraid that this world will really become a world dominated by monsters and monsters, and there will be no room for humans to survive.

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