After the bloody storm, there was no solid color on the people who were still standing.

It was like a scene where dogs rolled in the mud and shivered, and the ground was covered with filth.

"In front of the county officials, the soldiers and civilians, all of them dodge~" The Xu Gui who was ringing the gong sounded the gong, and the sedan slowly left, and then disappeared into the mist behind.

All of this is nothing big for it.

Even the virtual ghost on the sedan chair never looked at him sideways.

“Ah~”

"Die, all dead!"

"What should I do, wuwu..."

“…”

The Void Ghost was hiding, and I don’t know who shouted the first sound.

The crowd opened their mouths wide and tried desperately to exhale the horror and tremor in their hearts.

"This ghost creature is too fierce, right?" Wei Wu looked shocked. Although the supernatural incident in the East Earth World was also very fierce, it was completely different from this.

This is too unreasonable.

I didn't see Xu Gui take action, nor did I see anything else... I suddenly shot my head.

Those who made loud noises all exploded.

The words of the virtual ghost are like laws, the kind that speaks the Dharma according to the law.

Violation will lead to a headshot.

Not only him, but even Cai Linglong and Huan Qingwu were also pale at this moment.

Powerful things are scary, while unknown things are scary.

After the explosion of this circle, more than half of it died.

Especially those delicate courtesans who like to call.

As a result, there are only two left who are still standing.

After a brief noise, the crowd decided to move on.

This time, the floats and other things were abandoned. Everyone walked forward and no one knew what they would encounter in front of them. The consequences of being unable to avoid them may be even worse than headshots.

This time I left was two incense sticks.

Just when everyone's emotions were slightly stable, the supernatural reappeared in the mist in front of them, jumping and laughing, a group of children ran out.

"Three, four, we are all wooden people, we are not allowed to speak or move!"

The children play and walk forward while playing games. Every time they shout the command, the children will stop and silence. If one of them moves and speaks, he will be collectively ridiculed by others and stretch out his hand and be photographed by everyone.

This cycle goes on and play while walking.

Everyone was a little scared and a little surprised when they saw this scene.

Because this time it is not a bodyless ghost, it is really a group of children, boys and girls, including flowery clothes, pigtails, silver bracelets, and long-lived locks.

Lively and excited, it is a innocent and childish childish child that can be seen in the market every day.

Soon, the children came close to each other and everyone instinctively gave in.

"Three, four, we are all wooden people, we are not allowed to speak or move!"

However... before everyone could make way out, the children had already shouted the command first.

Amid the chaotic footsteps, the innocent and childish child immediately turned around and pointed at the person who was still dodging and shouted happily.

"Haha, look, they moved!"

"They lost!"

"We won!"

"yeah!!"

“…”

The words fell.

"Bang bang bang..."

So, blood was flying among the crowd that was avoiding.

Dozens of heads were once again the same as before, like exploding watermelons, splashing everywhere.

Many people are unprepared and instinctively cover their mouths, fearing that they will scream.

However, the wooden man... cannot move.

Another burst of explosion ~

Until everyone was trembling and there was no movement again.

The children continued the next cycle, laughing and joking away, disappearing in the fog behind them.

The trembling breath was heavy and depressing, and the horror and thriller climbed again.

It took a long time until one of them could no longer hold on to sit on the ground and he didn't shoot the headshot that the crowd let out a big sigh again.

"The evil spirit passes through the border, and the words follow the Dharma!"

"What they say is the rules and the rules. If you violate them, you will die!"

The old man who was driving the car looked at the bloody ground, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and shouted.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, no one refuted.

A vulgar can kill people, and innocent children can also kill people.

The old man who drove the car gave the key to explaining the cause of death, and everyone recovered much faster this time.

Of course, what is more important is that those who can't hold back their anger are all dead.

After that, everyone set off again. After a while, the supernatural reappeared, and this time it was a funeral team.

At the front is a Taoist, behind is the Eight Immortals carrying a coffin, and behind is the person who is crying and sending the mourning.

The Taoist sang while sang: "Heroic spirits fell, the sky was dark, all living beings cried, and mortals avoided~"

The singing sound was heavy, and the crying of the funeral team behind him was obviously a little louder.

Everyone was naturally moving aside early at this time, and they pricked up their ears and heard the four words "sentient beings crying", and immediately learned to attend the funeral procession and began to "cry."

The quick reaction cried early, and the slow reaction hurriedly followed, but no one dared to neglect, whether it was real or fake.

The timid ones were even more desperate to wink out tears.

This time, the words of the old man who drove the car were verified again.

Everyone cried and passed by almost safely, only one unlucky guy was exposed.

He is a mute.

In a supernatural world, without mercy, the more inadequate it is, the faster you die.

Then, the team then went through another wave of marriage teams and an official travel.

The wedding team should congratulate and laugh, at least not be unhappy.

Officials must kneel when they go, not look up, and not be able to glance around.

With the experience accumulated in the past, the team finally passed by completely safely and did not shoot again.

But the supernatural is constantly

Not long after, another Confucian scholar appeared in the mist.

The Confucian scholar was gentle and elegant, and did not keep talking nonstop like before. Instead, he walked to Huan Qingwu and saw the white snow-capped Himalayan mountains that were faintly visible under her gauze. He hurriedly covered his eyes and covered his face and ran: "Don't look at it if you are polite, and do not listen if you are polite!"

"Don't look at what is wrong, and do not listen to what is wrong!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly closed their eyes and covered their ears.

Can't watch, can't listen!

This is the "word" of Confucian scholars.

The Confucian scholar was walking away quickly, and the voice disappeared in a short while.

But this time, what disappeared was not only the lyrics in the mouths of the Confucian scholars, but also the rapid and depressing breathing of the crowd.

The surroundings gradually became as quiet as death.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense... Half an hour... Then a long time later.

When Wei Wu couldn't help but slowly open a gap in his eyes to observe, he was shocked and frightened to stand up suddenly.

Because at this moment his side... was empty.
Chapter completed!