Linjiang District, on the mountain road of Tangqian Mountain.
Two figures, one behind the other, ran wildly along the mountain road.
The figures are Guo Zhi and Xue Ziyao from the Demon Slayer Palace.
Guo Zhi's face was expressionless and his eyes were full of sternness.
It had been more than ten days since he left the palace, but he refused to take Bai Jun back.
He knew that if he failed to complete the task this time, he would probably be demoted when he returned.
After spending thousands of years in the Demon Slayer Palace, he finally became a deacon, but he didn't want to just lose it.
What he is most worried about now is that Xue Ziyao will be emotional.
Nie Dalang, the deacon of the Ghost Hunting Sect, is Xue Ziyao's uncle.
If Xue Ziyao is soft-hearted, Bai Jun will be gone.
Thinking of this, he said lukewarmly: "Junior sister, if your uncle is here, I hope you will think about the overall situation and don't forget how good Master is to you."
"Brother, I know, I listen to you."
Although Xue Ziyao said this, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.
When they reached the foot of Tangqian Mountain, the two stopped.
A black Volkswagen sedan parked quietly at the foot of the mountain.
The foot of the mountain was covered with gravel and weeds, which were as tall as a person.
Guo Zhi sniffed his nose and said: "What a violent spirit.
What is he doing in such a barren mountain?"
Xue Ziyao's face turned a little pale, she shook her head and said, "I just saw a school in front of me, did you see it?"
Guo Zhimo recited the spell once and said sternly: "Open the heavenly eye."
The next second, his face turned as pale as paper.
Seeing that something was wrong, Xue Ziyao quickly opened her eyes.
Suddenly, Xiao Nizi's delicate body began to tremble violently.
There were people in simple clothes standing next to the Volkswagen.
Some of them had blue faces, some were purple, and some even had blood on their faces.
These people are the villagers of Daliu Village.
The gravel and weeds have disappeared, replaced by houses.
There is a Hope Primary School not far away, and the sound of reading can be vaguely heard.
A large amount of cold sweat flowed down their foreheads.
The two have seen ghosts before, but never so many.
Besides, their Demon Slayer Palace only deals with monsters, and there really isn't much they can do when encountering things like resentful souls.
An old man at the head said: "Who are you two?
Are you also the police?"
police Guo Zhi was slightly stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Xue Ziyao said in a hurry: "Yes, we are the police."
The old man nodded: "The two policemen went to the village chief's house before, which is the house in front."
Guo Zhi glanced at the earthen house not far away, and he could feel the auras of Bai Jun and Zhang Xi.
"Thank you, old man, Ziyao, let's go take a look."
Xue Ziyao nodded and followed him towards the earthen house, while the "villagers" at the entrance of the village continued to gather around Zhang Xi's car.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Xue Ziyao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and whispered.
Guo Zhi winked and said, "Find Bai Jun first."
At the same time, Zhao Xiaoyan also rushed to Tangqian Mountain.
Four girls followed her, each holding a long sword, their faces full of caution.
"Chunxia, give me the compass."
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Zhao Xiaoyan said calmly.
Looking at the direction of the compass pointer, Zhao Xiaoyan's face looked very ugly.
"Sister Yan, Mr.
Bai seems to have gone to the most violent part of Tangqian Mountain," Qiu He said.
"It doesn't seem like it, but I just went there, okay?"
Dong Qing said.
Chunxia covered her mouth and whispered: "I am most afraid of ghosts, what should I do?"
Xia Yun still had a cold expression on her face and said calmly: "What's there to be afraid of about ghosts?
Even if they are scary, no one will be afraid of them.
But don't forget, Master said that the existence of ghosts is related to people.
If people don't do it, how can ghosts be there?"
Woolen cloth" "Oh, sister Xia Yun, don't say those things at this time, I'm afraid too."
Qiu He pouted, her rosy cheeks making people want to kiss her.
Zhao Xiaoyan said with a look of disdain: "Xia Yun is right, there is nothing to be afraid of ghosts, just go and see them."
As soon as she finished speaking, the compass in her hand trembled slightly, the pointer flew around, and the direction was very confusing.
She frowned slightly and whispered, "Someone is coming."
Generally, if this happens to a compass, there are only two possibilities.
The first is a problem with the magnetic field, and the second is that someone with an aura that exceeds the compass holder is approaching.
Zhao Xiaoyan's strength is equivalent to that of a third-grade mid-level fierce spirit person.
Although it is not as good as Zhang Xi, it is not too bad.
The compass in her hand belongs to Chunxia.
Chunxia's strength is equivalent to that of an upper-level fourth-level evil spirit person.
If someone approaches more than an upper-level fourth-level evil spirit, the compass will sound an alarm.
For a moment, the compasses in Xia Yun, Qiu He, and Dong Qing's hands began to tremble, and the pointers flew.
"Sister Yan, what should I do?"
Qiu He said.
Zhao Xiaoyan made a quick decision: "Go directly to Bai Jun's position.
Don't worry about those guys.
They must be here to snatch Bai Jun from us."
Not long after the five people left, dozens of young men and women wearing blue robes appeared on the mountain road, led by Wang Qi and Yao Qiaoling.
Wang Qi sneered: "You King Kong, do you smell the scent of Huayue Palace?"
A weird smile appeared on Yao Qiaoling's face, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips and said, "It tastes so good, it must taste good."
Wang Qi said to the more than thirty disciples behind him: "Everyone, the time for meritorious service has come.
Those who kill Huayue Palace's cousin will be promoted to deacons, and those who kill Bai Jun will be promoted to elders."
Suddenly, all the disciples cheered crazily, their eyes red, and they were gearing up.
"Everyone, be quiet.
Bai Jun and the cousins of Huayue Palace are in the mountain now.
Let's search the mountain directly."
Yao Qiaoling said.
Wang Qi said: "Remember, kill people when you see them.
It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go."
"Yes" the disciples said in unison, pressing into Tangqian Mountain in a mighty manner, just like the Japanese entering the village.
Seeing that Bai Jun's expression was wrong, Zhang Xi looked at the painting and said, "What is going on?"
Lin Xiaojie closed her eyes and said, "There was a disaster in the village and everyone died."
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Bai Jun's forehead, and his back felt chilly.
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He felt that things were getting more and more wrong.
Zhang Xize said very calmly: "Just draw it."
"The girl in the skirt is me.
Look how beautiful I am."
Lin Xiaojie said in a hoarse voice, "I painted myself so beautiful."
Hearing what Lin Xiaojie said, Bai Jun couldn't help but think of something.
I secretly thought, could it be that the village is full of dead people?
The village chief also died back then.
Zhang Xi asked: "They are all dead, you survived, right?"
"No, I didn't survive.
I died too.
It's just that when I painted, I didn't want to paint myself dead.
The villagers were all dead.
I wanted to paint myself as a living person and stand among their corpses.
In this way, My soul can absorb their resentment, and over time, this village will remain the same as before, without any change
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