Boss, he is no longer a man

Xiba Village, shrouded in night and black mist, looks more lifeless than in the daytime, without the fireworks of ordinary villages.

Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun walked lightly on the street and checked every house.

Talking and laughing can be vaguely heard from every household, but it is always like a layer of veil and fog, and it is hard to hear it clearly, let alone see it.

After Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun walked through several houses and found that they were all like this, they decided to change their strategy.

Bai Yaoyuan said: "The problem should be in these people's houses, but we can't go in."

Han Nanjun bit his lip, struggled for a moment and said, "Why don't you go into a house and have a look?"

Bai Yaoyuan thought for a while, "Then go to the village chief's house."

Han Nam-gun also agrees.

So the two of them hurried towards Yi Chang's house in the dark.

Yichang's house is similar to the houses of most people in the village - a house with earthen walls, a farmyard, and a mahogany door. There are also faint voices of talking and laughing from inside the house.

If Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun hadn't paid special attention to the signs at the door of each house after returning from the cave this afternoon, neither of them would have been able to tell that this would be the village chief's house.

After all, Wang Qing's house at the foot of the mountain is the most luxurious in Wangzhai Village.

The two quietly turned from the wall into the small courtyard.

At this time, the Yi family was not in the courtyard, but every room in the house was brightly lit, but at the same time, the doors and windows were locked.

But the strange thing is that both of them are not too far away from the house, and the voice of talking in the room seems to be separated by something, which makes it inaudible, just buzzing.

After Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun looked at each other, they approached the main house cautiously, and then squatted under the corner.

Bai Yaoyuan touched his bracelet, and when he was about to release Mu San, Han Nanjun suddenly frowned and gave him a hand.

Bai Yaoyuan was puzzled and looked up at Han Nanjun.

Han Nanjun frowned and pointed to the room.

Bai Yaoyuan followed the direction Han Nanjun was pointing at, and after looking in through the glass window, his expression instantly collapsed.

There was no need for him and Nanjun to be so cautious, because everyone in the room had their eyes closed, either lying on the ground or sitting on chairs, and they were all in a coma.

Take a closer look, although everyone is in a coma, they all have smiles on their faces, and their mouths move from time to time, as if they are smacking their lips or talking.

Although the whole house was brightly lit, at the same time because of the incense candles on the table, everyone was surrounded by white smoke, and there was black air around the white smoke.

But in this supposedly silent room, there were still inexplicable voices, far away.

Han Nanjun felt as if someone had blown a breath of air on the back of his neck, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

It is the first time I have seen such a weird scene after so many orders.

Han Nanjun frowned and said in a low voice, "There are no ghosts or spirits, it's clean."

Bai Yaoyuan squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then said: "There is something stuck on the incense candle, there is a problem."

But even though they knew that there was something wrong with the incense sticks, the two of them didn't dare to make things up and wake them up easily.

As the saying goes, cross a bridge in a dream to find a ghost road.

When a person is dreaming or in a coma, he will occasionally appear in a state of leaving his soul.If you wake them up rashly, so that their souls have no buffer or chance to come back, it is very likely that this person will become stupid after waking up again.

After discussing with Han Nanjun, Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun decided to look at a few more to see if they were all like this.

So, after the two of them got out of the village chief's yard, they walked along the only street in the village and looked at each house——

Every family is like this!

Unconscious, the room was brightly lit, and there was a black scented candle burning on the table, and the voice of speaking could be heard faintly.

Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan's movements were very light, and they didn't dare to startle the snake. Right now, they are squatting behind an inconspicuous well, discussing how to deal with it.

It's not easy for the whole village to look like a ghost or a departed soul.

Han Nanjun said: "This state doesn't feel like it's forced, but rather like the villagers themselves lit incense candles and then fell into a coma voluntarily."

"Indeed," Bai Yaoyuan said with a rare serious expression, "after all, there is Yi Ying at the village committee who is monitoring our behavior, she was still watching variety shows before going out, it's not like these people in the village, the joss sticks are all burned It's been over an hour."

Han Nanjun concluded: "This should be the way Lin Cong was able to collect successful beliefs. He fabricated an image of pro-god for the devils, and then gave the villagers problematic incense sticks, and burned the villagers' souls through the burning of the incense candles. In the illusion, I can see the person I want to see but has passed away, so that the villagers can believe that the devil is a god with supernatural power."

Bai Yaoyuan nodded: "The question now is, how long have these villagers been with ghosts? How many times have their bodies left their souls? What is there in the illusion? And how to supply the incense candles. These are still unknown."

Han Nanjun rubbed his chin, "And these incense candles in the villagers' house seem to be able to burn for at most two more hours. What about after two hours?"

Bai Yaoyuan took out his mobile phone to check the time, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, he opened Nanjun's schoolbag, and unfolded the map of Lin Yashan again.

"Brother Yuan, did you think of something?"

Bai Yaoyuan frowned and looked at Nanjun, and said, "Little Sun, take out the compass and calculate whether the location of Xiba Village is the gate of hell after midnight today."

Han Nanjun was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized, he quickly took out the compass from his bag and began to count.

One of them was looking at the map with a flashlight, the other was fiddling with a compass with his eyes closed, and he was still muttering.

After a while, Han Nanjun nodded slowly with a pale face, "It is indeed a ghost gate, and it will take another ten years for the next ghost gate to appear in Xiba Village."

Bai Yaoyuan also identified a place on the map, "This is the gate of life. Therefore, the separated souls of all the people in the village should be here."

Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun now understood what Lin Cong was going to do.

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence.

Tonight, Xiba Village is at the gate of ghosts. When the gate of ghosts opens at twelve o'clock, the living souls in the village will be the best bodies.

Although it is not clear what Lin Cong wants to do, but he has spent so much time brainwashing so many villagers in Xiba Village, so he will definitely not give up this opportunity.

Lin Cong must be in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity near Xiba Village.

The way to break this situation now is that at twelve o'clock, Bai Yaoyuan guards the gate at the gate of ghosts and captures Lin Cong alive, while Han Nanjun recalls the souls of the villagers at the gate of life and dispels the illusion——

It happens that one yin and one yang correspond to the gate of ghosts and the gate of life.

Otherwise, what awaits the two of them is the consequence of the entire village being taken away and turned into the shells of hundreds of ghosts.

Bai Yaoyuan lowered his eyes.

Now the best solution is in front of him, but he has no way to say that he will act separately from Nanjun.

He could hear his heart beating like a drum, and he could even feel the uneasiness in his heart since he entered Linya Mountain!

At this time, Han Nanjun gently held Bai Yaoyuan's hand, and Bai Yaoyuan subconsciously hugged Nanjun into his arms.

Nanjun patted Bai Yaoyuan on the back: "You know what we should do, this is the life of a village."

Bai Yaoyuan buried his head in Nanjun's neck and didn't speak for a while.

Nanjun continued: "I'll be fine. I'm just going to the gate of life to call my soul. What can happen? I'm more worried about staying at the gate of ghosts with your physique."

At this moment, Bai Yaoyuan replied sullenly: "I have been to all the hells, just guarding a ghost gate."

Knowing that Bai Yaoyuan was worried about him, Nanjun relaxed his tone, "I want to capture Lin Cong alive. I have to catch him. When I come back from Shengmen in a while, I'll beat him first..."

"Well……"

Before Nanjun could finish his pretended relaxed words, his lips were kissed tightly by Bai Yaoyuan.

In the past, Bai Yaoyuan's kisses were always cautious, treating Nanjun like a treasure.But right now, Bai Yaoyuan seemed to want to use this fierce kiss to confirm something, fiercely plundering Nanjun's breath.

Knowing Bai Yaoyuan's mood, Nanjun worked hard to cooperate with Bai Yaoyuan so that he could feel at ease in this way.

The two entangled for a while, until Nanjun's tongue started to go numb, and Bai Yaoyuan let him go.

In the dark night, Bai Yaoyuan looked up at Nanjun, the cinnabar mole on his earlobe seemed to be burning.He raised his hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of Nanjun's mouth, and then slowly said, "This place is about an hour away from Shengmen, after you call all the souls of the villagers back at Shengmen, come here Support me. The ghost gate usually opens for an hour or two hours, and I will wait for you to come back."

Nanjun smiled slightly, and hugged Bai Yaoyuan again: "Don't worry, I'll be back in a while."

Han Nanjun packed up his things, held the magic whip in his hand, smiled and waved at Bai Yaoyuan, and disappeared into the dense forest in the mountains.

But at this moment, Bai Yaoyuan's originally dark eyes had completely turned into an abyss, as if it would erupt at any moment.

……

After Han Nanjun corrected the place marked by Bai Yaoyuan with a compass, he walked non-stop to the location of Shengmen.

It was less than two hours before twelve o'clock, and he had to call the villagers back before twelve o'clock.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and there are no sounds of wild animals in the forest.In addition, Nanjun himself grew up in the mountains, so the mountain road is not difficult for him.

So it was estimated that it should take about an hour to arrive, but it took about 10 minutes to arrive in Nanjun [-].

But when he saw the lighted forest hut in the distance facing the Shengmen on the map, Han Nanjun immediately took out his magic whip.

Bai Yaoyuan's intuition is sometimes so accurate that it makes people tremble - he can even think that Huzi is wrong when he sees Huzi for the first time.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world that a forest ranger's hut can coincide with a unique life gate on the entire mountain?

Han Nanjun quietly approached the forest ranger's hut, constantly replaying the behavior of Huzi after he appeared in his mind.

It seemed that he had brought up the matter of the red ink, and he never said anything else.And Bai Yaoyuan suspected that he just thought he was a little short.

It is unclear whether Huzi is Lin Cong's helper or another brainwashed person.Han Nanjun made up his mind, prepared to knock Huzi out for a while, and then just ask him when he is free tomorrow.

Han Nanjun approached the forest ranger's hut, and just as he was about to take a look at the situation inside, he froze in place——

The room was lit with incandescent lamps, the table was covered with thick ash, and on the bed... lay a corpse that was about to rot, surrounded by a thick layer of black air!

"You guys are so fast!"

A slightly frivolous voice sounded from behind Han Nanjun, and Han Nanjun shuddered instantly. When he turned around suddenly, he saw that "tiger" in the daytime was really standing about one meter away from him, looking at himself with a smile .

Gone was the disheveled hair and beard, replaced by crisp short hair and a clean neck.

And a face with bright eyes and white teeth that can be called delicate and beautiful.

Han Nanjun frowned in a deep voice, "Are you a woman?"

"Huzi" smiled slightly, touched his neck, shrugged again, "Oh, I forgot to tie the scarf, it's not good for you to know about this easter egg so early."

Han Nanjun didn't make a sound, but the hand holding the whip was already sweating slightly.

The person in front of him was very strong, and Han Nanjun almost didn't need to fight her to know it.

Moreover, she has an extremely special physique. Han Nanjun obviously couldn't see the Yang fire on her shoulders, but he could see the faint golden light on her fingertips.

If she was a ghost, how could there be golden light on her fingertips?If she was human, how could she not even have Yanghuo?One must know that even Bai Yaoyuan still has a faint yang fire on his shoulders.

"Tiger" giggled twice, looking very empty and strange in a dark dense forest.

"Han Nanjun, are you wondering whether I am a human or a ghost?"

Nanjun looked at her indifferently, "If you want to kill the villagers of Xiba Village or that village, it doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost."

"Huzi" raised the corners of his lips, and tilted his head slightly to look at Nanjun, "Why do you say that? They are very happy with the help of Lin Cong and me! If you want to take a look, you will be very happy too. "

Han Nanjun felt something was wrong for a moment, frowning, he quickly flicked his whip at "Tiger".

"Huzi" was always smiling, even if the whip came towards her front, she would not move like a mountain.

She stretched out her right hand lightly, and Han Nanjun's whip didn't know if it hit her, and the scene in front of her completely changed.

Lin Yashan, which was obviously dark at night, now turned into the sunny Suzaku Mountain.

But the "tiger son" who was clearly in front of his eyes turned into Lin Yue!

Rao knew that it was an illusion, Han Nanjun still couldn't help it, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

The master in front of me is so real.He was just like the countless days when he had nothing to do, holding a small stool and a small bucket, sitting next to Zhenzhen Pond and fishing.

He sang Jay Chou's songs in his mouth, and scratched the itch on his back with a grim face from time to time.

Han Nanjun burst into tears instantly and sobbed loudly.

Lin Yue by the pool seemed startled by the suppressed cry. He turned his head and said in surprise, "Oh, why is my Xiaonan County crying? Did the people in the master bully you? Who is it? Master said, let's cut off all his hair tonight!"

Han Nanjun could no longer suppress his yearning and grievances for nearly a year, and cried loudly.

Since Lin Yue let go, Nanjun has never seen him again.

In the beginning, Nanjun often waited until midnight in Nanjun, one by one, but Lin Yue's soul never came back.

Nanjun thought about many possibilities and tried many times.After dealing with the devil on Zhuque Mountain during the Chinese New Year, Nanjun even asked Bai Yaoyuan to help him, but he couldn't bring back Lin Yue's soul in the room where Lin Yue used to live.

Han Nam-jun just wanted to meet him.I wanted to ask him how he was doing there, whether he had enough money, when he was reincarnated, and why he didn't come back to see him.

Are you resenting that his apprentice is useless and failed to keep him...

Han Nanjun cried heart-rendingly, and raised his neck to the sky, as if he wanted to yell out all the grievances and thoughts of this year.

Lin Yue quickly got up from Zhenxintan, walked quickly to Han Nanjun's side, gave him his breath, and took out a handkerchief from his purse to wipe his tears.

"Nanjun, what's the matter?" Lin Yue frowned, flustered.

Han Nanjun wiped his tears with his sleeve, reached out and touched Lin Yue's face, "You are fake, I know you are fake..."

Lin Yue was surprised, and reached out and tapped Nan Jun on the head: "What are you talking about, what are you talking about, fake or real?"

Han Nanjun felt the warm skin under his hands, looked at the face that was exactly the same as he remembered, wiped away his tears vigorously, and gave a wry smile.

"Master, I'm sorry," Han Nanjun took two steps back, distanced himself from Lin Yue, lowered his eyes to adjust his emotions, "There is still a whole village waiting for me in Lin Yashan, I can't waste time here. "

And there is another person who is waiting for me to go back.

He is crazy and a dog likes to be a demon. If he doesn't go back, he might not know what will happen.

Lin Yue frowned slightly, "Lin Yashan? Save people? What are you talking about, Nanjun?"

Han Nanjun's eyes were red, and after taking another deep look at Lin Yue - he raised his hand, swung his whip, and threw it directly at the slate brick beside Lin Yue.

In the next second, the bright sunshine in front of Han Nanjun disappeared, and the dark Lin Yashan appeared in front of him.

"Huzi" raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Oh, as expected of Nanjun, it came out in 3 minutes."

Han Nanjun looked at her expressionlessly, "Who are you? How do you have such hallucinogenic ability?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," she shrugged, and then took out a gold-plated spiritual box from the pocket of the jacket, "Lin Yue's soul is important in my hands!"

The gold-plated spirit box in her hand shone with a faint golden light, and Han Nanjun really felt a familiar feeling.

Han Nanjun's face changed instantly, "Who are you?"

"Tiger" licked his back molars, and laughed in a sweet and bitter voice: "In my hand, it is the soul of you who misses Master, and in the wooden house behind you, the soul of the whole West The soul of Ba Village people. I don’t even need to tell you to choose. You will definitely choose those villagers. After all, you are Hannan County. I have seen all the orders you made with Bai Yaoyuan this year. Tsk, you are too kind. "

"So," the woman suddenly suppressed the smile on her face, and looked at Han Nanjun coldly, "Come with me, I will put back the souls of the living people in Xiba Village immediately, and explain to you why Lin Yue His soul will be on me. How?"

Han Nanjun lowered his eyes, holding the whip in his hand, and instinctively told him that this was the closest he was to the truth.

However, I always feel that something is faintly wrong!

The author has something to say: I don’t know how much the level of writing has improved, but I am getting better at card stamps...

You don't need to scold the little angels yourself, I will do it myself!

(While speaking, he picked up the pot and put it on his head)

Thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by the little baby Yangya, Rou decided to dance to you personally!