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228 Inorganic's cold voice and the man's voice resounded together in his mind.

Lan Qiaoyi raised his eyes in a daze to look at the old village chief not far away.

"... Ah, Ah Shan, what are you talking about?"

The old village chief asked in a trembling and hoarse voice. He stood there with his neck stiff, looking as if he wanted to move but was afraid.

The man being questioned looked quite calm, he didn't seem to realize how much impact his words had had on the people present.

"It's nothing, it's just a realistic description."

Lan Qiaoyi raised his eyes to look up if he felt something, and what was reflected in his pupils was the frightened expression of the old village chief——

And the figure flickering, the long-haired female ghost appearing on the opponent's back.

Unprepared, what caught his eyes was the pale face and pitch-black pupils, and the long and messy hair was tangled around the slender neck.

As if aware of her own sight, "creak creak——" a few times, the direction of the female ghost's head and body was 180 degrees, and a pair of eyes without whites looked straight at him.

Lan Qiaoyi unconsciously took a deep breath, and took a few steps back.

Because not long ago, he had only seen the other person's face.

——The other party is a female ghost who once appeared in a dream.

And the moment Lan Qiaoyi retreated, the female ghost suddenly opened her mouth wide and rushed towards him with a silent roar.

"Jojo—!"

A terrified cry came from behind.

The terrifying face not far away deceived him in the blink of an eye. Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, and was picked up by the person galloping behind him. The female ghost who came over.

The wide cloak slipped down the man's arms, and the boy's jet-black hair streaked across the air, narrowly avoiding the female ghost's suddenly elongated nails.

"Jie—!"

The long hair broke free from the gravity of the air and flew wildly in the air. She looked fiercely at Lan Qiaoyi who was being held in the arms of the man. She was a little ready to move, but she could only be dragged back by an invisible force unwillingly. By the side of the old village chief.

The village chief, who had been muttering to himself to comfort him, suddenly turned pale and his legs trembled like a sieve when he saw the female ghost approaching him.

"...You, who are you? What happened to me?"

The muddy eyes were wide open, and on the wrinkled face, a pair of eyeballs stared upwards in horror, but the body did not dare to move, like a sculpture with only facial expressions.

For a moment, Lan Qiaoyi couldn't tell whether it was the female ghost floating behind him with flying hair that was more terrifying, or the old village chief's tense face that seemed to be about to burst into veins in a second. Even more frightening.

"Jojo..."

The petite boy was gently put on the ground by the man behind him, and the man's slender and powerful arms were tightly clasped on the soft and slender waist under his palms, and the seams were so tight that he didn't even want to see the slightest gap.

It wasn't until his feet touched the ground that Lan Qiaoyi felt that the heart that had been tense since waking up from the hut was finally slowly put back into his chest at this moment.

He turned his head to look at the stern man beside him, and his gaze crossed the sharp mandible. Even though he was still a little shocked, maybe because of his teammates by his side, he felt a belated sense of security:

"Chu Yue, you... how do you know I'm here?"

"Another spell left in the ancestral hall was passively triggered."

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, recalling the first time he and Chu Yue came to this ancestral hall. At that time, the two accidentally fell into the phantom formation of the ancestral hall, which cost a talisman that the man pasted on the gate. Paper.

Unexpectedly, just in case, the talisman paper that was replenished at that time came in handy at this time.

At this moment, Lan Qiaoyi raised his eyes as if feeling something.

——A Shan not far away looked at him with heavy eyes, expressionless.

He looked away in a panic.

Chu Yue's jawline tightened slightly, and he held three charms in his other hand. Just by seeing the black smoke faintly flowing above, Lan Qiaoyi knew that they were special props.

He couldn't help but think of the spells that Zhou Ziji threw out to save himself when he was in the small building last time. There was also a faint luster on them, but they were purple.

Lan Qiaoyi once again realized how dangerous this dungeon is for novice taskers.

The voice of the man in the ear was a little tense:

"It's very dangerous here, this...things are not easy to get around."

"Be careful……"

At this time, the doubts in Lan Qiaoyi's heart became more and more intense. He wanted to ask why Chu Yue was the only one, and where did the others go...

But because of the delicate scene in front of him, he had to temporarily bury his doubts in his heart.

He followed the eyes of the people around him and saw the female ghost wrapped around the village chief's neck.

Unexpectedly, even though the old village head had already turned black and had a ferocious expression on his face, he didn't seem to notice it, and just stood there motionless, fearing that the female ghost behind him would take his life.

This picture was so weird that Lan Qiaoyi felt timid, but Chu Yue grabbed the hand hanging by his side.

In the next second, the palm of his hand was gently pinched, and the man's soft and gentle voice sounded beside his ears:

"Don't be afraid, Jojo, I'm by your side."

The female ghost lying on the back of the old village chief lowered her head slightly, her long black hair covered her pale face, she was motionless, as if frozen.

——So much so that when the old village chief's body was suddenly lifted up, the people around him didn't react.

If it wasn't for the female ghost voluntarily showing her original shape, in the eyes of ordinary people, he would seem to have suddenly flown into the air.

But it was precisely because of this that the scene in front of him seemed even more horrifying to Lan Qiaoyi.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, let me go! Please, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh please!"

The old village head finally saw clearly the appearance of the female ghost riding on him.

"Ho, ho ho - you, you are..."

The village chief's throat was ruthlessly pinched by the pale skeleton hand, and the oxygen inhaled into his lungs became increasingly scarce, and soon his face flushed due to suffocation.

He was dragging his tongue, kicking his feet in mid-air, and his skinny hands were pulling hard on the bone hand pinching his neck.

"Ah, Ah Shan—help, save me..."

The cloudy eyes were filled with transparent tears at this time, and the old village chief's eyes showed pleading, he tried his best to tilt his head, and fixedly stared at Ah Shan not far away.

When the old village chief's voice sounded, Chu Yue calmly embraced Lan Qiaoyi, his tall figure almost completely covered the young man behind him, as if he wanted to act as a protective umbrella for him.

Lan Qiaoyi obediently followed the man's strength and backed away, as if it blocked the gloomy sight not far away.

After hearing the old village head's prayer, he subconsciously looked at Ah Shan.

But happened to witness a scene that made him shudder:

The originally expressionless man tilted his head slightly after hearing the voice calling him, and the dark pupils reflected the old man who was strangled by the hideous female ghost at this time. The man paused, as if He thought of something, and actually blinked when the other party's eyes suddenly burst into hope, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"—!"

The old village head's eyes suddenly widened, almost staring, the hand that was pressing on the dry bone unconsciously let go, and stretched it towards Ah Shan.

It's like another evil spirit who is demanding his life.

"You...you are not my son! Ah, where is Ah Shan!"

The intermittent voice gradually became hoarse due to lack of oxygen, and the ferocious female ghost seemed to want his life wholeheartedly.

Just when Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously wanted to close his eyes because he was afraid of the next scene, a voice suddenly sounded:

"Three years ago, on the day of the sacrifice, where did you go?"

He was startled, and followed the sound to see the sorceress dressed in a strange witch at the gate of the ancestral hall.

The other party's face was hidden under a complex mask, and one could only vaguely know that the other party was a woman who was no longer young through her voice.

"I... I didn't go anywhere,"

"Ahhh-"

After subconsciously denying it, the old village chief felt a sharp pain in his palm in horror.

Lan Qiaoyi, who was guarded behind the man, took a deep breath, and watched the old village chief's palm turn into bones.

The so-called peeling its skin and peeling its flesh.

"I'll ask you again, three years ago today, on the day of the sacrifice, where did you go?!"

This time, the woman's voice was not as calm as before, but more aggressive and sharp.

"I-I said, ho ho—"

Even though the palm, which was completely turned into bones, lost consciousness at this time, the severe pain that had appeared for a moment made the village chief's fear infinitely increased. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his nerves seemed to be still alive. Reproducing the pain just now.

"I... I and other people in the village went to the back mountain together... together."

The old village head opened and closed his mouth, but he couldn't say any more words.

Seeing this, the sorceress couldn't help but took a step forward, followed by asking:

"Go for what?"

"No, I can't say... the mountain, the mountain god will punish me,"

The old village chief's eyes overlapped with shadows, and the female ghost's terrifying face gradually became blurred.

The sorceress seemed a little unwilling. She wanted to say something, but suddenly heard an indifferent voice:

"The mountain god will indeed punish you for your despicable behavior."

"You are the greatest blasphemer—"

Ah Shan's expression was dull, his mouth opened and closed, and his eyes were fixed on the old village chief who was hanging in the air.

At that moment, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly believed what the old village head said.

他 说:

"You are not my son."

A son, no matter how strongly he hates his father, will not stand by when his life is dying.

Sure enough, after Ah Shan said these words, the old village chief who was in a coma on the verge of death suddenly became excited.

He tried his best to turn his neck, as if he wanted to see Ah Shan's face clearly.

"You... ho ho - how do you know!"

The panic in the old village head's heart at this moment almost burst his throat. He didn't dare to imagine that if that incident was revealed, whether the entire Zhujia Village would be completely abandoned by the mountain god.

"Damn her—I can't help it! I can't help it..."

Looking at the old village chief who was gradually falling into hallucinations, talking to himself, and insane, Lan Qiaoyi felt chills in his heart.

However, the next second, the old village chief who thought he was dying of suffocation suddenly raised his head.

Caught off guard, Lan Qiaoyi met his eyes.

"The next one to die is you—"

He opened and closed his mouth and said so.

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Babies, tomorrow will be updated later because of the list, so today is early~