The night is as bright as water.

In the basement, Luo Yuan lies in his sleeping bag with his eyes closed.

Huang Jiahui tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she simply stopped sleeping, sat up from her sleeping bag, and whispered: "You said something, what's going on?"

Luo Yuan, who had originally closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes: "Shh, don't talk, there is any movement."

Huang Jiahui was about to ask what was wrong when she heard something moving in the basement. She quickly held her breath, her heart pounding, and the basement was pitch black. In addition, she was still in her sleeping bag, and she couldn't see what was happening outside.

It was not until Luo Yuan opened the sleeping bag that she saw a black shadow standing up from the place where everyone was sleeping behind the shelves. His movements were a little stiff and his steps were staggering. Such a strange scene in the darkness, even Huang Jiahui felt the hairs on her back standing upside down.

She covered her mouth tightly, and her eyes were filled with a terrifying light.

Then she took out her pistol in a hurry, and was soon stopped by Luo Yuan: "This is Ning Xiaoran, don't shoot."

Huang Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief, but Luo Yuan's next words almost made her scream again.

"She is controlled by something, don't disturb her, see where she will go?" Luo Yuan said calmly. Since he can't find the mutant creature, then put the line on fishing. As long as he follows Ning Xiaoran, he will be able to find the culprit sooner or later.

Ning Xiaoran seemed to be able to see things in the darkness. Although she was slow in action, she could accurately bypass the obstacles every time and walked towards the stairs in the basement step by step. Her heavy steps seemed particularly clear in the darkness.

"Hey, there is another one." Just as Ning Xiaoran was about to walk out of the basement, another figure stood up shakingly. It was Huo Dong.

The entire basement seemed to be filled with a hint of coldness, making people feel cold all over. As the baffle in the basement was opened by Ning Xiaoran at the front, one figure after another stood up staggeringly and walked out of the basement.

In the end, even Wang Shishi, who had been sleeping soundly before, stood up as if he was sleepwalking, which scared Huang Jiahui to hold Luo Yuan with a mission.

Mystery is the most terrifying thing. Many people are not afraid of bullets but are afraid of ghosts. This is the reason.

Luo Yuan quickly grabbed Wang Shishi's arm, remembered the way he woke Ning Xiaoran, and quickly stimulated her with his momentum. She screamed "ah" and woke up.

She was sleepy and obviously couldn't figure out her state. Seeing Luo Yuan and Huang Jiahui sitting in their sleeping bags, she asked in confusion: "It's dawn outside? I just had a nightmare, which scared me to death!"

"It's not dawn yet, but don't sleep for now. It's very dangerous now. If you find someone is asleep, wake her up immediately and wait for me to come back!" Luo Yuan said solemnly.

At this time, Wang Shishi finally thought of what Luo Yuan said during supper. He was so scared that his face turned pale and nodded desperately.

"Be careful too!" Huang Jiahui also knew that she couldn't help and said worriedly.

"Don't worry about a little trouble." Luo Yuan said relaxedly, then lifted the saber and walked out of the tent.

Luo Yuan walked out of the villa and carefully followed the few figures in front of him and walked forward slowly.

He looked at his watch and it was already 1:30 in the evening. Because of the dark clouds, he couldn't see his fingers outside, but the rain had stopped. The ground was wet, and a faint fragrance radiated in the air.

Although it was pitch black outside, it could not cause any obstacles for Luo Yuan. I don’t know if it was because of the strengthening of physical fitness. As long as there was a little light, he could see things, not to mention that he had perception assistance, and even in the darkest place, he would move freely.

Several people staggered and staggered, moving straight along a straight line. This road was vaguely the road that Ning Xiaoran walked through during the day.

Several fluorescent mutant insects were flying in the air like ghost fires. There were bursts of commotion from time to time in the grass, but no mutant beast attacked the group of people in front. It seemed that they had a unique mark on them, which made these mutant beasts dare not approach.

Perhaps it was more than ten minutes, or maybe half an hour, several people walked to the daytime Luo Yuan found Ning Xiaoran's position, but they still did not stop and continued to move forward.

At this time, Luo Yuan saw a faint figure appearing suddenly in the grass in the distance. She was wearing a dress, with long hair, and her figure seemed a little transparent. She seemed to have no weight, floating around in the grass. He clearly saw that her feet were not on the ground at all, as if they were flying.

His scalp exploded, and a chill rose from the tailbone and spread throughout his body. The momentum involuntarily emanated.

At this time, she seemed to feel Luo Yuan, and suddenly turned her head. Her transparent and gloomy face had a strange beauty. She smiled strangely, but her smile had an indescribable hideous terror, which made people feel chilled.

Then it suddenly disappeared like a sudden appearance.

Luo Yuan felt a stern in his heart. He looked back and forth, but he could not find her figure, and it seemed that she had disappeared out of thin air.

"What's going on? What exactly is this?" Luo Yuan's face was solemn. He had always been an atheist, but the scene in front of him had exceeded his understanding.

"Ghost? Evolution? Or is it directly the culprit for the disappearance of all the survivors in this community?"

Luo Yuan had never encountered such a situation before, and hesitated for a moment. He watched the people in front of him continue to move forward without any influence, gritted his teeth and continued to follow.

A mist rose in the grass, making the surroundings even more gloomy and terrifying.

As he continued to move forward, there were more and more ghosts like this, like ghosts. In addition to humans, there were ghosts of mutant beasts floating around from time to time, but no ghost came to approach. It seemed that there was something on him that made the ghost dare not approach.

Some of these ghosts are solid and seem to be real, while others are dull and dull, as if a gust of wind can dissipate.

The rich fragrance in the air made him feel familiar and vaguely familiar.

He held the handle of the knife and walked forward step by step with a vigilant look on his face. He felt a familiar feeling around him. He looked around and found that the location of the villa he was about to move into was the nearby one.

As if he felt a sense of his heart, he suddenly looked at the locust tree covering the villa.

The huge locust tree stood motionless in the darkness, and the faint fragrance emitting more intense than during the day. Only then did he notice that this tree was astonishingly huge as other trees in the community, almost two or three times the size of other trees. Even in the apocalypse, such growth rate was obviously abnormal.

Moreover, he found that there seemed to be no mutant creatures around him, everything seemed quiet, and even the common sound of insects disappeared without a trace, which was too quiet.

He suddenly remembered something when he was in high school. At that time, he lived in his grandmother's house in the countryside for a while. It was very remote and the transportation was not developed. Even in the 21st century, it was the same as in the 1900s.

I remember that there is no locust tree planted there, and as long as there is a locust tree, it will be cut down directly. Because according to the saying there, ghosts will live on the locust tree after death, making it impossible to reincarnate, so they called the locust tree again. But he kept sneering at it, not believing it at all, thinking it was superstition.

But now I really saw the ghost, but I had to believe it.

Now all creatures are mutating, whether it is the extremely similar mutant beast of the dragon I encountered before or the huge orangutan that looks like a god, many creatures vaguely show the phenomenon of mythical creatures.

Even if the mutated locust tree can really live in ghosts, it is not unimaginable.

The fog around it became thicker and thicker, as if life was constantly dancing.

Seeing the few people getting closer to the locust tree and the nearby ghosts gradually became denser, Luo Yuan felt that he could not drag it down any longer. He accelerated his pace and soon caught up with the few people. When he knocked on the back of his neck, the few people just fell to the ground, and a sharp sound that was hard to tell the ears suddenly rushed into his mind. His mind was blank for a moment, and his steps staggered for a moment, and he immediately returned to normal.

Then, it seemed that some signal was received. Countless ghosts rushed over like tides, and the number was as many as thousands.

He came to his senses and sneered, and the momentum in his body suddenly emanated. A mutant beast ghost with an almost transparent figure was about to approach, but it seemed to be blown by the strong wind. His body, impacted by the momentum, collapsed and turned into little starlight and disappeared into the air.

Luo Yuan was a little confused before, but when he saw the effect of momentum, he couldn't help but feel relieved. These things were just to deal with some ordinary people, and to him, they were not even as good as some low-level mutant beasts.

Under the impact of momentum, even those bodies that are solidified cannot last long. The surface of the illusory body seemed to be blown by strong wind, creating violent ripples. As the continuous agitation, these illusory bodies quickly dimmed, and then burst out like a balloon filled with gas.

Luo Yuan moved forward step by step, and his aura became stronger and stronger. Each step had more than a dozen or even dozens of ghosts burst into the sky and turned into countless star dots.

Several ghosts almost turned into real human-shaped ghosts, and with the impact of momentum, drifted from the ghost to Luo Yuan. The impact of the momentum on them seemed minimal. The hideous and distorted faces emitted gloomy light in the darkness. Even the nearby air was distorted in the endless resentment of these ghosts, forming various illusions.

But as soon as these ghosts approached, they were suddenly passed by several sudden sword lights.

The ghost's body paused suddenly, and a relief expression appeared on his face for a moment, and then collapsed, and countless light spots that seemed to be real were exploded.

Luo Yuan shook his body and felt dizzy in his brain. He found that only a few slashes had consumed one-tenth of his will. You should know that even if he cut off the blue-level mutant beast, he would not consume so much.

In fact, in novels, film and television works, or Taoist classics, only souls with great resentment after death can form resentment. In essence, resentment is will. Using the sword light formed by will to deal with ghosts is essentially a collision between will. Either you die or I die, the consumption is naturally amazing.

Although Luo Yuan's will seems to be only thirteen points, some soldiers who struggled with life and death may be stronger than him, his will is highly condensed, like iron blocks repeatedly beaten into steel knives, with amazing lethality, so that even the ghost who is stronger than Luo Yuan's will was fatal with one knife under such will.

Fortunately, the number of such ghosts was extremely small. Luo Yuan killed the last one and disappeared immediately, but his will was also consumed greatly.

Just a few minutes after the battle began, the ghost gradually became sparse.

Just as Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly there seemed to be an earthquake of magnitude 7 or 8 on the ground. The whole earth was shaking, and the loud rumbling sounds sounded like thunder. A dangerous house covered with cracks nearby could not bear the vibration and collapsed.

Luo Yuan was shocked and stood unsteadily.

"Not good!" His face suddenly changed, and his body instinctively lateralized forward.

Almost at the same time, the earth seemed to explode, and a large amount of mud and stone droplets splashed everywhere. The next moment, a twisted and thick black tree root rose from the ground and swept towards Luo Yuan.

This locust tree is obviously not just as simple as raising ghosts and exorcising ghosts. It is actually very aggressive, and in terms of the hidden attack, it is better than corroded earthworms. If Luo Yuan hadn't reacted quickly, he would have died directly.

He avoided the attack, and without looking back, he rushed towards the locust tree, his feet were staggering, and his body was moving at high speed, which made the surrounding grass tilt.

Behind Luo Yuan, the earth kept making explosions, and one tree after another, like a black giant whip that was pulled from the ground, hitting Luo Yuan one after another.

His body was as flexible as a spirit cat, running and jumping. Under the influence of perception, he seemed to be aware of the future every time. Often, before the attack reached, his body had already flexibly avoided. Explosive power swelled in his body, as if filled with endless power, and the physical strength of thirteen o'clock was enough to support his longer battle.

The ground was full of bones, densely packed. As we approached the locust tree, more and more bones became more and more, almost covering the entire ground. Most people in the community probably died at the hands of this locust tree.

Luo Yuan was indifferent by nature, at least he had little sympathy for the life and death of strangers. But he thought of the effect of anger at this time. Under intentional hypnosis, a surge of anger suddenly arose in his heart, burning like a flame.

The horse-slashing sword instantly lit up a bright layer of light, which immediately covered the whole body, and it looked as if even the body was starting to burn.

Although there is no intentional control, perhaps because of the subconscious control of the will, this layer of light is slightly different from the sword light on the blade. It seems to have no lethality, but defense. Before the surrounding weeds approach the body, they are bounced away by an invisible and resilient force.
Chapter completed!