Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

As a spectator, Mu Chenyi had some vague information.

But the village chief's granddaughter reminded him of the villagers who tied up the future body and Wang Zichen in the village before, as well as the village chief and the village leader!

"Brother Mu, the bride in the sedan chair is not the ghost you killed just now, right?" Wang Zichen asked next to the future body.

When the ghost named Aruan came out just now, she was wearing a red wedding dress.

Coupled with this group of weasels, they had to wonder what the bride in the sedan chair was.

"No, the bride here is also a yellow-skinned one."

The future body shook his head: "I have recognized this kind of ghost. These weasels not only devoured their master, but also swallowed the soul of the female ghost just now. Now they have completely replaced both. What they have to do now is to get rid of the master's obsession before his death. Only by getting rid of the obsession can they completely inherit the master's strength, and from then on they will be free and unaffected by the cause and effect of backlash."

"What is their master's obsession?" Wang Zichen asked.

"We are two ghost killers!" The future body said faintly, "and the culprits in the village!"

"When they eat our flesh and blood, they will go to devour the group of humans in the village..."

Hearing this, Wang Zichen's face turned pale.

"You two, please come with us!" The leading weasel spoke again.

And Wang Zichen looked at the future body for help: What should I do now?

"Follow them first!"

The future body was calm.

Now they couldn't escape, and the dagger of the end had been used up, so they could only take things one step at a time.

Wang Zichen looked at the humans transformed by the yellow-skinned people with some fear, nodded and followed the future body.

After the two of them caught up, the group of yellow-skinned people continued to beat gongs and drums and walked towards the village.

The future body took a special look at the red sedan chair. From the curtain of the red sedan chair, he could vaguely see a slender figure inside.

Because they had walked in the fog for too long, the future body and Wang Zichen had lost their sense of direction and could only follow the red sedan chair and walk in one direction.

After about ten minutes, the two noticed that the gray fog in front of them seemed to have dissipated a lot.

And not far in front of them, a quiet village appeared!

Mu Chenyi, who was watching the battle, found that this village was the village that had driven the future body and Wang Zichen out before!

However, the village was now dead silent, and there was no light at all.

The villagers inside didn't seem to dare to turn on the lights.

This also caused the sound of gongs and drums they followed to be particularly strange.

In the silent night, a wedding procession walked towards the village in a prosperous manner.

And the faces of those yellow-skinned people were filled with festive smiles, as if they were really welcoming the bride.

"Brother Mu, do you think that group of villagers will run away?" Wang Zichen whispered beside the future body.

"They dare not run away!" The future body shook his head, "This village should have something to protect it. I'm afraid that this group of yellow-skinned people cannot enter it at will. If I'm not mistaken, this is the purpose of keeping us."

"What do you mean?" Wang Zichen was puzzled.

So what is the purpose of keeping them?

Just as he was about to continue asking, a wedding receptionist staring at the weasel's head came to them with a smile on his face.

The yellow-skinned creature invited with a smile:

"You two, please help us open the gate of the village!"

The future body narrowed his eyes, and Wang Zichen realized at this time that this was the purpose of the yellow-skinned creatures to keep them alive!

These yellow-skinned creatures should be subject to some restrictions, so they cannot enter the village directly.

But if they open the gate of the village, it is estimated that the villagers in the village will suffer.

"Go open the door?"

Wang Zichen looked at the future body with an inquiring look.

"Open it, if you don't open the door, the two of us will die!" The future body said in a deep voice, "Although we will die in the end, let's see how this story unfolds."

Seeing the future body say this, Wang Zichen immediately stepped forward and pushed open the gate of the village.

It is called a gate, but in fact, the gate of the village is two wooden doors without locks. Any human who comes here can probably push it open with a light push.

But the magical thing is that if this wooden door exists, the yellow-skinned creatures will not be able to enter it.

After seeing Wang Zichen open the door, Mu Chenyi noticed that the yellow-skinned people all showed greedy and excited expressions on their faces!

As expected, they couldn't pretend anymore...

But soon, these yellow-skinned people took back theirThe greedy expression on his face was gone, and he regained his cheerful smile, and walked towards the village with gongs and drums.

Wang Zichen immediately dodged to the side and hid beside the future body.

They observed this scene together!

Then they noticed that the weasels carrying the sedan chair did not eat people at the first time, but walked to the yard of the village chief's house!

They kicked the door of the village chief's yard with a "bang", and then broke into the village chief's house.

"What are you doing?"

The terrified village chief was carried out by two human-shaped weasels.

The two weasels actually pressed the village chief to the seat of the leader!

At this time, the village chief also noticed the future body and Wang Zichen who were observing not far away.

After seeing the two, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He stood up suddenly and pointed at the two angrily:

"You two actually assisted this group of ghosts in slaughtering humans. You must die a miserable death, a miserable death!!"

"Puff!"

Suddenly, a sharp claw cut his throat!

The village chief was out of breath in an instant, and his whole body collapsed on the chair at the head, with his head tilted.

After killing the village chief, a group of yellow-skinned people seemed to not care at all. They continued to move the tables and chairs in the room and put a lot of steaming food on the table.

It was as if they were really having a banquet!

Wang Zichen and the future body looked at each other. They didn't know where the yellow-skinned people had turned into a banquet.

After being busy for a long time, the table began to be filled with all kinds of delicacies.

The aroma of the delicacies was even smelled by Wang Zichen and the future body who were observing outside the door.

But the two did not feel hungry at all, but were terrified.

No one knew where these delicacies came from!

Wang Zichen's voice trembled as he asked, "Brother Mu, why don't we run?"

"We can't run away. They won't let us go. Let's wait and see!"

The future body said in a deep voice.

Wang Zichen could only suppress the fear in his heart and follow the future body.