The night was dark, but it did not affect the sight of several people.

After Zhou Yi walked for a while, he paused slightly and looked at the distance.

A big yellow dog died on the side of the road, and the dog's head was twisted and turned around 360 degrees, and his death was extremely miserable.

He frowned slightly, and then Zhou Yi quickly walked towards the big yellow dog.

"This dog must have just died a few hours..." Gu Bai walked over and looked at it for a while, then spoke out.

"Yeah." Zhou Yi nodded slightly, then squatted down and stared at the other person's dog head.

After hesitating for a moment, he wrapped his palms with spiritual power, then stretched out his hand to force the dog's mouth to break open.

Something fell out of the dog's mouth.

Zhou Yi observed it carefully and it seemed...

A piece of meat.

There are serious remains of corpse gas on the meat, which proves that this is not the meat of ordinary creatures.

Standing up, Zhou Yi's eyes turned to a distance.

There was a yard, the gate of the yard was closed and it was pitch black, and the owner seemed to have rested.

"Let's go." Zhou Yi waved his hand, then rushed towards the yard quickly.

When he came to the wall of the yard, he exerted a little force under his feet and jumped up directly. Then he leveraged the force on the wall and had already entered the yard.

His eyes swept through the yard, and Zhou Yi quickly noticed a dog kennel and dog basin in the distance.

Squinted his eyes slightly, Zhou Yi walked quickly towards the building without hesitation.

"Is anyone here? The superiors give you warmth." Zhou Yi stretched out his finger and knocked on the door, then asked loudly.

No one answered.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on the door handle. Zhou Yi found that the door lock seemed to be broken?

He opened the door with ease.

At this time, Shen Mengya, Gu Bai and others had already entered the yard.

After Zhou Yi opened the door, his eyes turned to the living room.

The lights were not turned on in the living room, and it was pitch black, but it did not hinder his vision.

Walking into the living room, your eyes swept through the pieces of furniture and finally fell into the corner of the wall.

"Is this?" Zhou Yi walked over and then bent down.

In the corner of the wall, there was a rag doll the size of a palm.

There was a faint ghostly aura on the rag doll, and nothing unusual apart from that.

Pick up the rag doll, and then Zhou Yi walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was wide open. After walking in, there was no one, and the bedding on the bed was a little scattered, as if someone had slept before.

"Zhou Yi, what's wrong?" Soon, Gu Bai and others walked in. Looking at Zhou Yi who was standing in front of the bed motionless, Gu Bai asked out loud.

"Look at this." Zhou Yi threw the rag doll over.

"Hmm?" Gu Bai reached out to take it, and then his expression changed slightly.

"Go to see other places." Zhou Yi's eyes moved away from the bed, then quickly walked out of the bedroom and headed towards the guest room.

Soon, he searched all the rooms on the first and second floors, but there was no one there.

"Go out first." Seeing that Gu Bai seemed to want to ask something, Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, and then walked outside.

After coming out of the wall again, Zhou Yi turned his eyes to Sun Thief and Tian Shi: "Two, I wonder what you think?"

"Unorable, the piece of meat in the dog's mouth seems to be a corpse, but there is no corpse energy in the room, only a rag doll contaminated with ghost energy? Could it be that the corpse and ghosts even joined forces to murder it? Isn't this nonsense?" Sun Thief shook his head, his face full of confusion.

"I wonder what you think?" Gu Bai's eyes turned to Zhou Yi.

"It's hard to say, let's go to other places first." Zhou Yi shook his head, then continued to walk ahead along the path.

"Quagu..." A depressing and unpleasant cry sounded.

Zhou Yi raised his head and saw a pile of ghostly crows on several big trees in the distance, colliding towards Zhou Yi and others.

Zhou Yi looked up and then the Wanxue sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, a cold light flashed, and more than ten sword energy rushed towards the group of crows.

"Puchi Puchi..." With a burst of explosion, the group of crows burst into pieces, and the ghost energy dissipated.

This is not a real crow.

"It seems... I'm noticing?" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes and then looked around.

Finally, his eyes turned to the rag doll that Gu Bai was holding, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"Zhou Yi?" Gu Bai asked in suspicion when he noticed Zhou Yi's gaze.

Zhou Yi's eyes quickly retracted, and then he frowned and walked quickly towards the front.

There was a crossroads ahead. Zhou Yi looked around, and soon his eyes narrowed slightly and walked towards the left.

A few dozen meters away to the left, there seemed to be a figure standing under the tree, and the figure was full of ghost energy.

When Zhou Yi approached, the figure turned around in vain.

This is an old man holding his head with both hands, holding a bloody head with his dry hands.

Zhou Yi noticed that the head he was holding was exactly the same as his own head.

The difference is that the head held in his hands is full of blood, while his own head is quite normal, and the folds on an old face can even be seen clearly.

"Gagahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." The next moment, the bloody head in the old man's hand moved slightly, making a sound in vain, making a strange and unpleasant sound.

"No, I'm not a cultivator, I'm a fortune teller. What do you think?" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

"Gagaha...cultivator..." The old man did not speak, but just held his head with his hands and continued to repeat the previous sentence.

"You don't count anything? I think you should count how many!" Zhou Yi's snow sword suddenly unsheathed, and a sword energy stabbed hard at the head held by the old man in both hands.

"Gagaha..." The old man suddenly laughed strangely, then picked up the head and threw it hard at the sword energy stabbed by Zhou Yi.

The bloody head touched the sword energy and exploded into a blood mist, which then spread towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi's face remained unchanged. He silently controlled his spiritual power to break open his skin and infected the blood on the Jade Buddha. Suddenly, a blood-red halo spread out with Zhou Yi as the center, directly melting the blood mist.

"Gagaha..." The old man laughed strangely, then his two dry palms grabbed his head.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The old man pulled his head off directly, and then another head grew from his broken neck.

"Iron-headed baby?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, his palms' sword force continued to decrease, and more than a dozen sword energy broke out of the air and stabbed the old man hard.

"Gagaha..." This time the old man did not throw his head out again, but hugged his head and rushed towards Zhou Yi.

I completely ignored the sword energy that was about to come.

When the sword energy stabbed the old man, a sudden change occurred, causing Zhou Yi's expression to change slightly.
Chapter completed!