The arrow shot out of the air and hit the gate of Yizhuang.

Almost at the same moment as the voice from the other side of the gate fell, the arrow arrived.

boom!

The entire door panel completely collapsed into pieces with one arrow.

Chen Huaiyuan and others looked along the arrow.

Outside the gate of Yizhuang, there is a dense white mist. The fog condenses but never disperses. It just gathers in front of the gate of Yizhuang instead of entering it.

"Whoever is outside the door can actually dodge this arrow!" Chen Huaiyuan opened his mouth, looking in disbelief.

The arrow that Lin Yi fired just now was extremely fast and flew away in less than a second. Logically speaking, the person knocking on the door would not have time to dodge.

However, at this moment, there were only streaks of mist outside the door, and other than that, there were just fragments of door panels on the floor.

There is no trace of human life.

Lin Yi's eyes were indifferent and he slowly walked towards the door.

"Chachacha, the meat is so fragrant, the skin is so fragrant, it's so fragrant..."

Outside the door, the old voice is still there.

There are black shadows floating in the white mist.

The black figure stood in front of the gate of Yizhuang. At first glance, there was only an outline, and the face was not clear.

He stood there, looking at the people standing here coldly from a distance.

"Who the hell are you!" Wang Zhan's face turned pale, but he mustered up the courage to shout over there.

"It's too late, it's too late, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

The old voice was full of regret, and the weird tone was really penetrating.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Lin Yi frowned slightly and said coldly: "Caught."

The three female souls beside him understood and flew towards the gate of Yizhuang.

Chen Huaiyuan and others only felt a cold wind blowing past them. They were so frightened that the hairs on their hair stood up. They looked left and right, but there was nothing.

At the same time, outside Yizhuang, there were sounds of panic.

"Bold! I am just a patrolling ghost! How dare you!"

"oops!"

Whoosh.

Outside the door, the shadow hidden in the white mist was completely dragged into the Yizhuang.

He suddenly fell to the ground and cried out.

"Is that the Yushi Yin Soldier just now?"

Xiao Beiyu, who had been silent, looked at Lin Yi, her voice full of surprise.

What they saw was that Lin Yi casually said that things outside Yizhuang were captured and brought into the courtyard.

As soon as Xiao Beiyu spoke, Wang Zhan and others looked at Lin Yi with a little more deep respect.

"It's just a magic weapon."

Lin Yi spoke calmly.

"Magic weapon!"

Wang Zhan's heart skipped a beat. They came from a tomb-guarding family and had heard of all the magical artifacts, but had never seen them before.

And looking at Lin Yi's casual and careless manner, it seems that he doesn't even put the magic weapon in his eyes!

What kind of person must this be to be able to ignore the magic weapon?

Lin Yi didn't answer and turned to look into the courtyard.

"What is that..." Liu Bai felt cold in his heart when he saw the thing lying on the ground.

What everyone sees is as thin as cicada wings.

Although he has an ugly and old face, an ancient armor helmet on his head, and a spear tightly grasped in his hand, there is only one eye and one mouth on his face, and his nose is just a nostril.

The most important thing is that he looks like a piece of paper.

"I am just a ghost patrolling the world! How dare you, mortals, be disrespectful!"

The man on the piece of paper floated up from the ground, half floating in the air, holding the spear in his hand, with his face twisted to the point of anger, staring at the people in front of him.

"Ghosts patrolling the world? Is it possible that there really is an underworld in this world?" Chen Huaiyuan's face changed slightly when he saw this thing.

Although it is a tomb-keeper's house and its job is to hunt corpses, corpses and rice dumplings are still tangible things.

If there really is an underworld in the world, wouldn't there be a building in heaven above?

"It's just a piece of paper soldier, and you call yourself a ghost soldier?" Lin Yi snorted coldly, and his eyes narrowed.

Immediately, the three female spirits each took a bite and directly bit off a piece of the paper man's body. Suddenly, the flesh and blood were blurred.

The paper man screamed in horror, his appearance changing.

Not long after, the paper man was covered with cuts and bruises.

He tried to run, but couldn't.

Trembling, looking miserable, and wailing endlessly.

The sound of wailing spread throughout the village, and the old men and women lying in the coffins huddled together in the coffins.

Didi, didi, didi...

A voice sounded from Liang Qing.

Liu Bai was shocked, and several people looked at her nervously.

Liang Qing hurriedly dug into her pocket, took out her cell phone, and pressed it: "It's twelve o'clock at night."

"You are all going to die! It's too late! You are all going to die!"

The person on the piece of paper who had been chewed to pieces became excited when he heard Liang Qing's words, and grinned wildly: "They are all going to die!"

With the last bite of the three female spirits, the paper man was completely devoured and disappeared.

But his last shrill cry still lingered in the hearts of everyone.

Boom boom boom.

Not long after, the eight coffins placed in the courtyard began to tremble slightly.

"Are there rice dumplings in there?"

Seeing this situation, Wang Zhan took out a steel knife from his bag. The knife was half a meter long, and the blade glowed with cold light: "I didn't expect to encounter it so soon!"

When Wang Zhan saw the coffin boards moving, instead of being timid, he was actually a little excited.

They are not good at dealing with those ghosts and monsters, but when it comes to rice dumplings, these people are all eager to try.

Chen Huaiyuan also looked happy. He took out another bow from his bag. This bow was much smaller than the previous bow.

He strung his bow and pulled it straight to the full moon. He looked at the coffin over there and cursed: "Do it!"

Liu Bai took out a mahogany sword, and Liang Qing quickly took out a few talisman papers. Xiao Beiyu, on the other hand, still held the SLR camera and looked at the coffins thoughtfully.

Roar!

All eight coffins and coffin boards collapsed.

Inside, blood-stained arms were placed on the coffin board, and then, eight bloody corpses crawled out of the coffin.

The moment they stepped out of the coffin, their originally shriveled skin quickly began to swell with blood. Each one of them looked like a giant beast, breathing heavily. They looked at the people in the village and rushed forward without hesitation.

Whoosh!

Chen Huaiyuan took the lead in firing his bow.

The arrow penetrated the chest of a blood corpse directly, but the blood corpse only shook its body and then continued to rush forward without any hindrance.

"Fuck! Are you going to die?" Chen Huaiyuan's face was stunned.

Wang Zhan roared angrily, took the steel knife, and struck the blood corpse at the front with a jumping chop. This fierce knife cut off the blood corpse's arm to the roots.

"It's done!"

Wang Zhan's face was filled with joy. Before he could draw his sword, he was startled when he saw the scene in front of him.

I saw the flesh and blood of the bloody corpse's arm rapidly stirring, and not long after, a new arm grew out.

The bloody corpse roared angrily and punched Wang Zhan in the face, sending him flying away.

"Are they immortal?"
Chapter completed!