A group of seven people rushed forward and arrived in a short time. They saw a temple outside Sanmiao Village from a distance.

Seeing the temple, Han Baoju frowned and glanced at Master Wu, saying, "There have been three temples in Sanmiao Village to guard evil spirits, but the village was slaughtered. Why is this?"

"There are most likely more powerful evil spirits." Dao Zheng Wu looked at Sanmiao Village, "The county soldiers should not have arrived yet, let's go in and take a look first."

As he said that, he took the lead and drove forward first.

When entering the village, Han Baoju and the four patrol team leaders all held the weapons in their hands tightly, surrounded by Master Wu, and did not dare to leave too far.

Although it is broad daylight and evil spirits retreat, some powerful evil spirits can attach to human bodies, move and attack humans during the day.

Especially in the situation in Sanmiao Village, anyone can see that a powerful evil spirit has emerged.

Xiao Ping didn't dare to be careless, and held the ghost-headed sword in his hand tightly and followed the few people tightly. He let go of his five senses and observed vigilantly.

When passing by the temple outside the village, they found that the temple had been destroyed and the statue of the evil god in the temple was pushed down and destroyed. The ground was messy.

Seeing the statue of the god that fell to the ground, Master Wu turned pale and couldn't help but take a breath.

Although Master Wu knew some martial arts and had secrets of martial arts, in fact, due to his qualifications, his martial arts cultivation was not high. If compared, he was not as powerful as Han Baoju.

No, Master Wu is more familiar with evil spirits and has more ways to deal with evil spirits.

Seeing that Master Wu was so scared, everyone's faces were tight and silent.

Han Boju pointed to the already ragged temple and murmured in shock, "What's going on?"

"Let's go in and see it." Master Wu slapped his horse forward, and the six people quickly followed.

The village was silent, like a huge grave, blowing the morning breeze, bringing a smell of blood.

Behind the temple, there were mummy-like mummy corpses scattered on the ground, but I thought that the new man died soon, and several pig-killing knives were scattered on the ground. Most of them were patrol members of Sanmiao Village.

Overnight, the living people turned into mummies, and everyone couldn't help but sigh.

After entering the village, I saw that every household was silent. On the village road, there were dead people in the yard of every household. They were all mummies like they had dried up blood and bone marrow and turned into mummies. Their eyes were all cut off, but they were not picked off. They stared at each other. I don’t know what they had encountered before their death. Their eyes were despair and fear.

At this time, not only Xiao Ping and his group, but also villagers from nearby villages rushed over to check the situation. When they saw the tragedy in Sanmiao Village, they all looked panicked and gathered together to discuss it.

Someone complained, "Why haven't the officials come yet?"

Someone replied, "Tsk, you are still counting on the government. If you rely on the government, we will die long ago."

Someone said, "This evil spirit must be very powerful, and it will come again."

Someone nervously said, "So we will all be done."

Master Wu did not gather in groups or participated in the discussion. He looked solemn and took Shishi Village and his group to leave Sanmiao Village.

Master Wu took the lead, but instead of going back to the village, he rushed towards Heyang County.

"Master, are you going to the county town to buy blood circulation?" Han Baoju saw Master Wu's face solemn and solemn expression, and asked carefully.

"It's time, what else can I do?" Master Wu said in a very obscure manner as if he was afraid that the other people would know the situation. "Everyone is faster and try to rush back to the village before dark."

"Master, what level of evil spirit is the one who attacked Sanmiao Village?" Han Baoju and Master Wu walked side by side and asked Master Wu in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Master Wu said, "It's probably at the 'red coffin level'."

Han Baoju took a breath when he heard this.

In this world, humans coexist with evil spirits. Humans divide the levels of evil spirits according to their strengths and weaknesses.

They are: ordinary level, red coffin level, grave level, white bone level, and hell level.

The weakest average level is the evil spirits that the patrol team sees every night. They are the evil spirits of the masses, with weak strength and large numbers.

This level of evil spirit is relatively easy to deal with, but once it breaks through and reaches the red coffin level, it will be terrible.

The culprit of the slaughter of Sanmiao Village is mostly caused by evil spirits at the level of red coffin.

With his super listening skills, Xiao Ping heard the conversation between Han Baoju and Master Wu, and when he heard them talking about the evil spirit of the red coffin, his heart also jumped. He suddenly felt a sense of pressure.

He thought that as the captain of the village patrol team, he would probably have to stand in front of him and face the evil spirits of the red coffin level.

Han Bao said, "Master, if it is a red coffin-level evil spirit, no matter how strong the blood spirit of the anti-evil stone lion is, it is afraid that it will not be able to suppress it... It is better for us to go to the county town to avoid it..."

"It's not yet ripe to go to the county town at this time," Master Wu lowered his voice and said, "My brother is very suspicious of me. Before he retreats from the position of gang leader, he will not allow me to live in the county town for a long time before my nephew succeeds to the position of gang leader..."

"Besides, if we hide, what should the villagers do? You can't watch them die, so even if we arrive at the county town, we will be stabbed by someone."

Han Baoju looked helpless when he heard this, and sighed depressedly, "Oh, it's a pity that the big kid is not reliable..."

Master Wu suddenly said, "How is Xiao Ping? Didn't you pass on his Five Tiger Sword Technique?"

"I just passed him the night before yesterday. What can he do in such a short time?" Han Baoju shook his head disdainfully and looked like he didn't hold any hope.

Master Wu turned around and looked at Xiao Ping. Seeing that he was carrying Han Dawa's special ghost-headed sword on his shoulder, he felt a move and said to Han Bo, "You go forward first, I'll talk to Xiao Ping..."

Then, he deliberately slowed down his horse, walked alongside Xiao Ping, smiled gently, and said, "Xiao Ping, I think you have been holding the ghost-headed sword. I guess you have practiced the Five Tiger Sword Technique well, right?"

"It's okay." Xiao Ping can't be modest anymore.

If he is humble, he will make Dao Zheng Wu and Han Baoju think he is very weak and have no support in the face of powerful evil spirits. He will most likely hide from the county town to avoid disaster. They will not be able to bring the whole village with them.

Xiao Ping now has some money and can go to the county town to avoid disaster.

However, with so many people in the village, he didn't want to watch them in danger.

Master Wu was stunned when he heard this and asked, "How many slashes have you cut?"

Xiao Ping said, "Five Swords."

Master Wu was stunned again, obviously not believing it, but seeing Xiao Ping's face was solemn, not as if he was joking, he said, "Is it true? Now is not the time to joke."

"It was really five swords." Xiao Ping said. "Why do I show you."

Master Wu nodded and said, "Okay."

Xiao Ping held down the horse's head, raised the knife, took a deep breath, swung the knife while exhaling, and slashed five swords in one breath.

Master Wu was dumbfounded when he saw this.

After a while, he stuttered, "This is so fast?"

Then he looked at Xiao Ping up and down, his eyes lit up, "Xiao Ping, genius!"

Xiao Ping's expression was faint and he did not respond.

"Okay, with you here, I can protect the village without worries." Han Baoju said and patted Xiao Ping on the shoulder with a look of admiration and relief.

But he soon frowned again, as if he had thought of something, and shook his head and said, "No, what if it is two or more red coffin-level evil spirits."

As he said that, he took out a yellowed booklet from his arms and handed it to Xiao Ping, saying, "You take this, don't follow the county town. Go home and study hard, and try to practice it in the dark. You must be careful, it can come in handy..."
Chapter completed!