The cold wind is biting and the haunted house is gloomy.

As time passed, Ma Zheng kept guarding the window. As Chu Huan knew, once the so-called impermanent ghost came to seduce people, strange movements would appear first. But he saw that it was almost dawn, but there was no trace of the impermanent ghost.

As the dawn light appeared, there was no impermanent ghost coming. Chu Huan knew that he might not be able to wait for the impermanent ghost that night.

Although Chu Huan had a rare ice heartworm in his hand, and he knew that these two weird insects were extraordinary, when Gusa sent him the insect, he did not tell him the method of using the ice heartworm completely.

In the hands of Gusa Concubine, the Ice Heartworm is both a powerful weapon for killing people and a magic weapon to save people. Guda Concubine was easy to control, but Chu Huan only knew the skin and waited for a little bit, but if he had a gold mountain in his hand, he had no way to mine it. Although he felt that the Ice Heartworm could even be used to remove the poison from the bodies of these poisoned villagers, he didn't know where to start.

On this day, Chu Huan and the other two stayed in the house without taking a step. The other villagers in the village did not come here. It seemed that everyone had regarded the house at the entrance of the village as a haunted house.

Chu Huan was really worried that if the "Impermanence" had to wait until the last day before coming, or even not coming at all, would the villagers sit idly and let these poisoned villagers starve to death?

Compared to love, superstition seems to be more valued by ordinary people.

Chu Huan also understood why since ancient times, many people have always used the theory of gods and ghosts to incite the people to rebel. The only way of the theory of gods and ghosts is that it is most likely to bewitch the people and is even more likely to penetrate into the hearts of the people.

It was cold and the land was frozen, and Chu Huan and the other two brought some dry food. Chu Huan had no intention of meeting Wuchang on the first night. He was here, so he naturally had to eat or drink. To deal with those evil clowns, physical replenishment is naturally necessary.

On that day, the three of them stayed in the room. Ma Zheng and Liu Suifeng were always paying attention to the movement outside, while Chu Huan entered the room on the left, closed the window, and used this time to practice the "Dragon and Elephant Sutra".

After waiting for the middle of the night, Ma Zheng and Liu Suifeng seized the opportunity to take a good rest during the day. After the night, they were full of energy.

But after midnight, there was still no abnormal movement. Although the three of them were extremely brave, they still felt a little uncomfortable when they came out of this strange house.

Although all three of them knew that the six unclean men in the house were all poisoned and not a nightmare, it was naturally not a good thing to be in a room with these six people.

After the Mid-Time, Chu Huan remained calm, while Ma Zheng and the others became a little anxious. However, when they saw Chu Huan, they didn't have much to say.

Just when Ma Zheng and the others were a little impatient, suddenly, a ringtone broke the silence of the night, penetrated the cold wind, and spread to the house.

Chu Huan's eyebrows spread out.

The ringtones in the wind are very rhythmic, sometimes broken. At the entrance of the village, a ghost in white clothes holds a white banner in his hand. Several bells are hung on the white banner. The ghost in white clothes wears a long hat on his head. He floats. Before he takes a few steps, he stops and shakes the white banner in his hand. The ringtones on the white banner jingle. The ringtones are extremely crisp. It is late at night and people can be heard clearly in most villages.

The man stopped at the entrance of the village without entering the village. At first, he would shake the bell for a short while. Later, the frequency of shaking increased and the sound of the bell became more and more rapid.

With a "creaking" sound, the gate of the haunted house at the entrance of the village suddenly opened. Soon, a villager came out of the house, with coarse cloth clothes, but his hair was already spread out, with his hair disheveled, covering most of his face and his eyes were dull. The sound seemed to be able to really attract the soul and lead the villagers over. The man walked for a distance, and a second person followed him out in the house, followed by the third...the fourth...

A total of six villagers were placed in the haunted house, and six people with disheveled hair came out of the house one after another. They all walked along the place where the bell sounded like zombies.

Wuchang saw six people coming one after another, and then stopped the bell. The villagers walking in the front stopped quickly, and the few people behind him also stopped immediately. Wuchang looked at the gate of the haunted house with strange eyes. Seeing that no one came out again, he turned around and began to shake the white banner in his hand again. The bell on the white banner rang again. The villagers in the front quickly followed the sound of the bell and followed Wuchang behind him. The six people were really like wandering ghosts, slowly walking out of the village.

Finally, a family in the village opened the door, and a white-haired old man rushed out of the house and cried sadly: "My son..." He was heartbroken, but soon, his family came out of the house and pulled the person back to the house, and closed the door tightly.

Wuchang shook the bell all the way and took the six people behind him out for several miles. It was dark all over the place. He reached a small pond and stopped under a big tree. Wuchang looked around and shook the bell again. Not long after, he heard the sound of a carriage. A carriage came from the darkness. The driver was wearing a gray cotton robe and a thick cotton hat. When he saw the carriage coming, Wuchang immediately came up. The driver who drove the carriage stopped the carriage and jumped off the shaft. Wuchang had already stepped forward and said, "Everyone has brought it, six people."

The coachman looked over and said, "Turn them into the car first, and gather in Zishi Valley before dawn."

Wuchang nodded without saying much, and entered the spacious carriage first. Soon, the bells in the carriage sounded, and the six people were approaching. When they arrived at the door, Wuchang reached out and pulled the six people into the carriage one by one. After pulling all the six people in, Wuchang left the carriage, then took off the strange white robe on his body, took off the gradually Wuchang hat, and then threw the white banner in his hand into the carriage, then closed the door of the carriage, and tied the door. The person jumped onto the head of the carriage and sat next to the coachman. Without saying a word, the coachman turned his horse's head and walked south.

The carriage was running wildly, and the horse was running non-stop. Along the way, he walked along the remote road. In the cold wind, there was only the creaking sound of the wheels crushing the snow. After less than two hours of walking, it was still dark around. The carriage turned into a valley. The road was rugged and extremely difficult to walk. When the carriage entered the valley, it did not go far. A sound came from the edge of a mountain wall in front of him: "Who is it?" Then he heard the sound of bells coming from there.

The Wuchang, the head of the carriage, jumped out of the carriage, quickly opened the door of the carriage, took the white banner from inside, raised it high, and shook it. The bell sounded, three times in a row, and the other side responded in this way. The carriage continued to go over there, approaching a mountain wall, and saw that two carriages had already been parked in front. When the carriage approached, someone had already come forward and asked, "How many people have been brought?"

"Six, where are you?"

"I have one more here." The other party smiled and said, "How about it? Are the villagers all scared to death?"

Wuchang laughed and said, "It's not just because he was scared. They put these people in the same room without caring about it, for fear of causing trouble. Hehe, it's getting easier now than before."

"It's a pity that we are not allowed to cause troubles from the above." The other party said regretfully: "Last time I saw several beautiful ladies in the village where I was responsible for. If they could get close to each other in the middle of the night, they would definitely scare their souls and easily get started...!" The two were talking, and one person came from behind and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense. The main thing is. Lao Zhu and the others have not arrived yet. Wait for them, and there is still some distance away from the place. Let's drink some wine to warm up the body. Each person has two mouthfuls, and don't drink too much."

The group of people had three carriages, seven people. Seven people gathered together at this time. One of them took out a wine bag and passed on each of them to drink two sips of wine. It was cold and the few people did not dare to set up a fire. They walked back and forth in the same place to warm their bodies. It was not until dawn that they saw a carriage coming late. When the carriage arrived, several carriages passed through the valley one after another and turned west.

In the late winter, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and with a few carriages walking along the remote path, there were very few people on the road. They did not stop all the way, crossing the mountains until dark at night, and there were already continuous groups of mountains ahead. This was a mountainous area in Anyi Road. The rolling peaks rose and fell one after another, covered with snow, and looked unusually withered and dark.

Several carriages were obviously extremely familiar with this area. They were familiar with the road. When they arrived at a mountain pass, they did not stop, but followed a road up the mountain and continued to drive the carriage up the mountain.

The road on the mountain is circling with curved paths, and the mountain is full of trees that rise up. Although there are no branches or leaves in the deep winter, the dense trunks are still enough to cover several carriages.

Four carriages arrived halfway up the mountain, and on the road ahead, there was an obstacle made of rocks. Not far behind the troubled times, there was a wooden house. The people in the house obviously heard the movements of the four carriages. Two people had already come out of the wooden house one after another. They did not wear cotton hats on their heads, but were wrapped in black scarves and tied up behind their heads. The clothes made of coarse cloth were quite the same. There was a black belt around their waists. When the first person arrived behind the stone pile, they said in a deep voice: "The gate of heaven has just opened!"

"Laojun came to the world!" Someone here immediately responded.

"All I do know the people!"

"Enjoy eternal life!"

"Report the door!"

"Wu Qiuhao, a disciple of the sect!"

"Strange language?"

"There is a technique for Tianmen to change Yin and Yang!"
Chapter completed!