What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

Bai Ling glared fiercely at the "master" who was not doing his job right, then deftly twisted and sprinted, and jumped out of the car door.

He followed the "promising intern" for a few steps, and couldn't help but look back, meeting Xie Chongsen's smiling eyes.

Look, what are you looking at!

Bai Ling continued to stare like a tiger. Have you ever seen such a nimble ghost?

Sister She was waiting for them under a dim incandescent lamp. Moths lingered around the lamp, and from time to time cut out strange-shaped spots under the light.

It's almost winter and there are moths?

Bai Ling took a closer look, but it wasn't a moth, but fragmented ashes, which were blown by the wind and fluttered into the light.

Bai Ling grabbed a piece of it with one hand and covered it with charcoal black, like unburned paper money.The thought made him uncomfortable.

"How can there be this here? It's weird."

It was only when he mentioned it that Sister She noticed the abnormality. She just stood under the lamp for so long and didn't notice it.

Li Xuewen turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and swept towards the ground. A few meters away from them, there were four or five piles of ashes at the door of the rough brick house.But when the light is far away, this piece of newly built houses surrounded by circles, every door is piled with black ash.

"Perhaps after the Xin'an gate, it is an offering to local ghosts and wild ghosts passing by," Sister She said uncertainly, comforting Bai Ling, "Every village has its own folk customs, which is understandable."

"It may also be 'October [-]st'," Li Xuewen thought for a while, "In some places, there are only Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival, but wanderers must celebrate the Cold Clothes Festival. I remember that lighting a fire is a must."

Sister She carefully avoided the soles of her feet, and whispered a few words to a few people. She said that the one who agreed to take them in happened to be a small director of the printing factory, who had a title but no real power. , decided to take them in temporarily for one night, and ask their "factory director" for instructions tomorrow.

Bai Ling caught the point: "The factory manager doesn't live here?"

Sister She nodded: "The people in this village are all employees of the printing factory. It seems that this house was newly built last year or this year. It may be a breakthrough."

She tapped on the wood door.

Bai Ling noticed that the door had only one lion head lock, not a pair of locks. On the left side, it was incompatible with the overall rough brick door.He inadvertently turned his head to look at Xie Chongsen's collarbone, who held his hand tightly: "What's wrong?"

"I remember this is called 'auxiliary title ring'? What does it mean that there is only one?"

"The auxiliary head is rumored to be a dragon son. He has a quiet nature, is extremely vigilant, and is good at controlling the door. If there is only one..." Xie Chongsen frowned, "It will be used to suppress the yin house."

Bai Ling's heart trembled when he heard it: "But I remember that there is no assistant head in the Dragon Nine Sons?"

"Nine means multiple," Sister She interjected, "The old man gave the monster a tall background in order to tell a story. There are too many dragon children, and the most famous one is the nine. Xiao Chong, don't think about it." Too much, the other handle of this broken door might be broken."

As she spoke, she frowned suspiciously: "Why is no one paying attention to me?"

It has been more than a minute since the knock on the door just now, if it is inconvenient to go out, this time is enough to clean up.

She stepped up her strength and patted Caimen: "Director Li? It's me, Xiaoshe."

No one answered.

The night wind blows through the quiet village, and the rustling of the trees in the distance is very clear. It is too quiet here, and it is strangely quiet. Normally, this kind of village will have dogs, let alone dogs, and there is not a single bird cry.

Bai Ling can be regarded as understanding where the lingering sense of contradiction comes from: people's daily life will always make movement, but here there is no movement, as if... in an unfinished building, or an empty ruin group.

Sister She was short-tempered and kicked the door directly.

Her boots have been modified, the square heel is real, and when they are pulled out, there are two military thorns, which are very painful to kick.It was a big step to go down, and the door fell apart with a "bang".

Li Xuewen was shocked: "Sister, your strength has grown again..."

Sister She was also shocked: "Don't brag, I really didn't use my strength this time."

Bai Ling gently walked around the shattered firewood and looked inside. It was very dark inside, and only the outlines of low buildings could be seen, which did not look like they were inhabited.

Xie Chongsen pulled back the running kid in the next second, and hid behind him without a doubt.The child flung his teeth and claws out of control, and squatted on the ground to watch the broken door.

He heard that the sound of breaking the door was not right, and sure enough, the chaimen looked to be made of rough wood, but it was actually a layer of bark, and the back was roughly tied with straw.

"Fuck, what's this?" Sister She was dumbfounded, "It's stupid?"

No matter how nervous people are, they can realize that something is wrong: this kind of house is not for people to live in at all.

Sister She didn't believe in evil anymore, and walked towards another brightly lit room. She learned how to behave this time, no matter how polite she was, she just opened the door—politeness kills people when things happen.

The door is not locked.

Chai Fei made an unbearable "squeak" sound, and the darkness emerged inside, as if waiting for them for a long time.

"Do you want to enter?" Li Xuewen restrained Sister She, "It's obviously a trap. They may have noticed our identity, and they want to use it."

"If you're timid, you can go back to the car and wait." Sister She gave a smirk, her eyes passed over Li Xuewen's shoulder, and the smirk became a little helpless again, "You gangsters, don't take my The car is gone."

Following Sister She's line of sight, there was nothing where the Hummer should be.

Bai Ling broke free from Xie Chongsen's warm and warm hand, and walked towards the way he had come. It didn't know when it started to fog up, and the dense fog had extremely low visibility. After walking more than ten meters, the surroundings were pitch black.

Walking in the dark, people tend to lose their five senses. Before he felt dizzy, he turned his head quickly, and when he turned his head, the dim incandescent lamp was in front of him again.

With the pile of ashes at the door.

Right now there is only one option to enter the house.

Sister She took the lead, Xie Chongsen cut off, and after all the staff entered the door, the wind suddenly picked up.

Black ashes and crushed leaves came at him, Bai Ling closed his eyes subconsciously, and the rustling sound in his ears changed slightly, as if the wind was blowing paper and curling it.When the wind subsided, and then opened his eyes, the surrounding environment changed drastically.

This is a courtyard house, with a sky surrounded by low gray walls.The most surprising thing is not the sudden change of the environment, but the circle of paper figures under the eaves of the low wall.

Is that paper rice paper or straw paper?Light and pale, with scissors to cut out a round head, two outstretched arms, and slightly bent legs, it seems to be zipping.The paper figurines are holding hands, about the size of palms, like white curtains, wrapping the courtyard.

If you look carefully, you can see a pair of prism-shaped eyes cut out on the face of the paper figurine. If this type of eyes grows on a human face, it would be a dull, gloomy dead eye.

Bai Ling shivered: "Are we in a different time and space?"

No one spoke.

Bai Ling uneasily held Xie Chongsen's hand back, and the temperature in his palm eased the anxiety a little.

Li Xuewen picked up the hatchet and walked towards the nearest wall step by step: "It's a paper man again... Who are you scaring, shit."

The Pomo hatchet slammed down, and the long string of paper-cuts broke with the knife, hanging down miserably.

And the second after the paper figurine shattered, the baby's cry suddenly sounded.

The cry was extremely shrill, piercing the silent night sky, and became the only ear-piercing magic sound in the eardrum. Li Xue hadn't expected such a moth, so she copied the knife and continued to cut at the other half of the hanging paper-cut. The hatchet was extremely sharp , Blowing hair can be broken, the paper figurine shattered when touched, and another baby cry sounded out!

The crying of the baby made people anxious, and Bai Ling couldn't help covering his ears. The voice definitely contained power, and it made people collapse and rage in a short while.

Xie Chongsen strode over and held Li Xuewen down. Facing the cracking cries, he picked up the strip of paper figurine that had fallen on the ground. What was shocking was that the cross-section of the paper figurine was oozing blood. !

The blood dripped into a stream, as if the creature was really injured, it dripped on the ground, and the blood color disappeared into the darkness.

In the next second, Xie Chongsen aimed at the place where the paper figurines were holding hands, accurately tore off the paper figurine that had been split in half, and tore off the other half that fell to the ground, and then silently recited the formula, A golden-blue flame exploded in the air, and the faint blue flame blazed in the brilliant fire, swallowing up the blood-dropping paper figurine and the crying baby.

It was finally quiet.

Li Xuewen's voice changed in surprise, "Lan Yan...Yin Huo, it's impossible to hide this!"

"You guessed right," Xie Chongsen said with a gloomy expression, "the baby souls who died prematurely were locked in the paper, unable to die. If we don't rescue them in time, I'm afraid that people in this area will lose their minds and lose their children and grandchildren at the same time."

Bai Ling roughly counted, and there were indeed more than 90 paper figurines.

"What's the benefit of doing this?" Li Xuewen was dumbfounded, "It's useless to do something that harms Yin and morals!"

"I only talked about the side effects," Xie Chongsen shook his head, "I only heard about it from my grandfather, but I haven't seen it, because there are still requirements for the horoscopes of 99 infant souls who died young. The fate of the baby souls who could not die, and used them for their own use..."

Li Xuewen was shocked speechless, this is an unimaginable thing, the luck of 99 people gathered in one body...

This kind of evil method has been very common in recent years. Some people speculate that it originated in Thailand, Vietnam and other places. It uses the resentment and luck of infants and ghosts to enrich themselves and curse others. It is often seen in tabloids that a certain actress is a little ghost. ...Li Xuewen quickly thought of it: "This method is very similar to raising a kid, Gui Haijing probably participated in it!"

Bai Ling suddenly said: "If we don't break the formation, what will be the consequences?"

"Being possessed," Xie Chongsen said, "being possessed by a resentful baby soul, replacing him to complete the life he could not get. And your soul, instead of the little ghost, locked in the paper. When people are afraid, it is very easy The three souls are unstable, and the resentful souls will take advantage of it."

In other words, they were almost manipulated by the Blood Boy Party.

"The people who came into contact with you probably already knew your real identity," Xie Chongsen looked at Sister She, "but they don't have time to evacuate at this time, they should still be in the village."

But where?

The village returned to silence again, without any biological activity.The crying of the baby was so sudden at night just now, and no one went out to check what happened, presumably there was no one in all the houses...

Wait, is there really no one?

Bai Ling gently tugged on Xie Chongsen's sleeve: "Boss, do you have a wolf-eye flashlight?"

Without asking why, Xie Chongsen took it out of his pocket and handed it to him.

Bai Ling took a deep breath, found the right direction, turned on the flashlight instantly, and called a house directly opposite this yard!

The glare and glare hit the small window on the wall of the house, revealing a human face!

The sudden strong light came without warning, and the man's face showed a hint of consternation, and he disappeared instantly.

That is to say...

The silence in this village is all deliberate.

The moment they entered the village, everyone stopped their activities, just quietly, under the cover of night, lying on the dark window, observing their every move from beginning to end...