Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

"We're not stupid." Mu Yunjin waved her hands casually, "What are you doing and where are you going at night?"

At first, he was startled by the expression of the mandarin jacket, and then he was relieved when he heard that it was only haunted at night.

What are they doing at night?Do you see ghosts?

After he finished speaking, he looked sideways at Chu Jingchuan, "You say yes, senior brother."

Chu Jingchuan stood with his arms folded, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Mu Yunjin had a bad premonition, "Brother?"

"Go," Chu Jingchuan turned around and said coldly, "Go to Wangchuan Street."

Mu Yunjin froze. He looked at his brother's back and said, "Brother, look at my face."

They are all swollen.

Yes, they are the group of stupid.

Lu Xiuyuan patted Mu Yunjin's shoulder reassuringly, turned around, and walked forward.

Then He Weihang led Shen Yibai and walked over.

Pei Ning looked back at him in front of him, his exposed eyes remained motionless, as if silently urging him.

With no other choice, Mu Yunjin chased after her with a bitter face.

Ma Gua watched the group leave, and did not come back to his senses until the figures disappeared.

With a soft "tsk", he withdrew his head from the door and closed the door with both hands.

A bunch of lunatics.

Wangchuan Street, according to the description of the mandarin jacket, is next to Bird Clothes Lane, but the real distance is far away.

Compared to the gloom in Bird Clothes Lane, Wangchuan Street is more bleak.

An ancient street runs through it, the houses on both sides are closed, and there are still scraps of paper left by burning paper on the street.

A gust of wind passed by, and Mu Yunjin's face was blurred. He squeezed Pei Ning's sleeves tightly, and said to Chu Jingchuan, "Brother, will there really be people living here?"

Chu Jingchuan stood in the middle of the street, he squeezed the sword behind him tightly, "There's something wrong here, be careful."

Lu Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes, walked to a house and knocked on the door, "Is anyone there?"

No one answered.

"No one said anything, so I went in?" After saying this, he pushed the door open with a push of his fingertips.

The door was opened, Chu Jingchuan and others looked together, and frowned in unison.

Just because the house is empty, not to mention people, there is not a single piece of furniture.

It doesn't look like a human life at all.

Mu Yunjin swallowed her saliva, and said, "Senior brother, we didn't go to the wrong place, did we?"

Chu Jingchuan pursed his lips and did not answer him.

Lu Xiuyuan stood aside, tapped his earlobe, and made a gesture of silence again, he said softly: "Shh, here we come."

"What?" Mu Yunjin shook her body.

The corner of Lu Xiuyuan's mouth curled into a smile. In the strange surroundings on the street, he said softly, "Listen."

It sounds like the sound of people walking slowly, but it's not exactly like it. If you have to describe it, it seems that someone is being dragged along.

But they're all here.

Mu Yunjin turned pale.

Who else could be in such a weird place?

The sound got closer and closer, and a slender shadow extended from the corner of the street, finally revealing its true face.

A soldier-like man in a worn-out battle robe walked towards them with his leg in hand.

There were knife marks all over his body, and the one on his face was especially deep.

The blood-stained thigh was held in his hands like this, it seemed like a convenient weapon.

Then, countless shadows appeared from all directions.

They were dressed in the same clothes as the soldier, with their eyes wide open, their heads tilted, and they smiled strangely at them.

Mu Yunjin: "...Ahhh!"

"Who are these people?" The little fool was about to shed tears.

Startled by his screams, Chu Jingchuan glanced at him, wanting to look like an idiot, and said, "What kind of "person" have you ever seen who would hold his own leg."

Mu Yunjin opened her mouth, and said in a daze, "...ghost."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a while, and he seemed to realize what was in front of him, and immediately screamed: "Help, ghost, there is a ghost!"

He turned around and was about to run away, but was grabbed by Chu Jingchuan and stuffed into Pei Ning's arms.

"Peining, keep an eye on him."

Pei Ning seemed to want to help. When he saw Mu Yunjin's pale face, he took a step back and nodded.

He Weihang knew that he was useless in front of such inhuman things, so he didn't try to be brave.

He grasped Shen Yibai's hand tightly, and nodded to Chu Jingchuan.

Chu Jingchuan finally looked at Lu Xiuyuan, "You, follow me."

Lu Xiuyuan smiled, and emphasized lazily: "Of order, brother."

Chu Jingchuan stood with his sword in his hand, and with a wave of his long sword, he swept across the group of people.

Lu Xiuyuan behind him was not idle either, standing behind Chu Jingchuan, "Brother is awesome, brother is the best."

With a taste of teasing and molesting.

Chu Jingchuan staggered a bit, and the sword energy was deflected a few inches.

He squinted at Lu Xiuyuan with a cold gaze.

Under his murderous gaze, Lu Xiuyuan made a gesture of shutting his mouth.

Only then did Chu Jingchuan turn his head.

When he swung the second sword again, his eyes froze for a moment.

The sword energy has no effect on those "people".

He looked at the "person" who was getting closer, and swung his sword again, the sword energy swept across, leaving two deep scratches on the door of the house.

The group of "people" still didn't respond.

Chu Jingchuan: "..."

Lu Xiuyuan poked his head out, looked at the front, and said "Huh" in surprise, "Why didn't you respond?"

Although the "people" in front of them looked frightening and frightening, they had one thing in common. They were either missing arms or legs, and some were even more straightforward, even holding a head in their hands.

Chu Jingchuan kept his sword by his side, looked at them for a long while, and made a spell casually.

Although he is not as proficient in spells as Pei Ning, he is still somewhat sure that he fits this inhuman thing.

However, the moment the talisman was pushed over, the surrounding Sanskrit characters lit up for a moment, and then went out like sparks.

Chu Jingchuan: "..."

"Brother," Pei Ning took a step forward, followed by a follower, "What's going on?"

"No," Chu Jingchuan frowned and said, "I'm afraid I encountered a ghost hitting the wall."

Pei Ning frowned: "A ghost hit the wall?"

"Go, these spells are useless to them," Chu Jingchuan said, "This is an illusion created by their own resentment."

A group of people drilled towards the alley.

Mu Yunjin grabbed Pei Ning's clothes and followed carefully.

With Pei Ning in front, and his brother behind him, Mu Yunjin is in the middle, logically speaking, it is the safest place.

However, all precautions are considered to be above the eaves.

A "corpse" without eyes suddenly hung upside down from the eaves, and came face to face with Mu Yunjin.

Mu Yunjin looked at his blood-hole-like eyes, and sat down on the ground.

Then, the "corpse" tilted its head and grinned.

Pei Ning stretched out his hand to pull him up, passed the "corpse", and walked forward quickly.

However, these ghosts always appeared unexpectedly, as if they were playing a boring game.

You can't kill, you can't kill, you can't drive away.

Very annoying.

Chu Jingchuan frowned tightly, hating this endless thing the most.

He walked through a long and narrow street, surrounded by eerie silence, he stretched out his hand subconsciously.

A pair of cold fingers held him.

Chu Jingchuan was taken aback, and he asked Lu Xiuyuan standing behind him, "Why are your hands so cold?"

No one responded.

Chu Jingchuan turned his head in doubt, and what he saw was a pale dead face, half of his nose was cut off, and a crossbow arrow was stuck in his left eye, and blood flowed from the eye socket.

Chu Jingchuan: "..."

And Lu Xiuyuan stopped not far away, and also saw this side, maybe the place where he was standing was a little dark, Chu Jingchuan felt that his eyes were flickering, and seemed a little angry.

Chu Jingchuan froze for a moment, then subconsciously threw the "corpse" out of his hand.

The corpse "giggled" and blood spurted out from its mouth. Chu Jingchuan couldn't dodge in time, and the white clothes were stained red, which was particularly dazzling.

Lu Xiu squinted his eyes, his anger was surging.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yunjin seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, her eyes turned red, and she was about to cry out of fright, but he just opened his mouth.Lu Xiuyuan quickly stuffed something into his mouth.

Mu Yunjin: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Lu Xiuyuan's red dress was floating in the street, smiling cruelly, he looked more like a ghost than these "ghosts".

He took a step forward, made a silent movement, looked sideways at Chu Jingchuan, and whispered next to his ear: "I——I'll get it back for senior brother."

The author has something to say: Lu Xiuyuan: Damn it!I didn't get it.

Everyone seems to like the name, so I won't change it.

Refill.