call out--!

Inhumanly powerful force exploded within his body, and Wang Yuan's whole body was swept up onto the roof like a strong wind.

When he saw the scene on the road in front of the door clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank violently.

"This is...weird!"

In the night, when everything was slightly covered with a faint layer of blood, a group of seven people lined up neatly.

They were walking and dancing along the main road in the middle of the village, heading towards Beimang Mountain.

Stomp your feet, twist your hips, clap your hands, turn left, turn right, take a step forward...

They seemed to be puppets tied to the same string, and their movements were uniform and unified, as if they were one unit.

Even the stiff expression on his face was the same sinister smile, even the curve of the corners of his lips was exactly the same.

The originally very solemn sacrificial dance, coupled with the stiff expressions and movements of these people, suddenly became filled with a strong and strange atmosphere.

Gradually.

The footsteps of the seven people stepping on the ground became louder and louder, spreading far into the dark night.

It seemed like nothing could stop them from moving forward.

And in Wang Yuan's field of vision, which can "see impurities", the situation here is even more clear.

Black silk threads covered with mold were connected to their bodies at one end and to the direction of Beimang Mountain at the other end, like threads pulling puppets.

Especially the five bandits who just went to the grave today.

There seems to be a blood-red mark on the wrist or ankle, which is exactly the same as the location of the "soul-locking buckle" on the "Chaotianhu".

It's just that it's too far away, so I can't see clearly what the exact mark is.

Seeing that they were about to pass by the door of the small courtyard.

Wang Yuangang was about to shoot the rope dart and tried to hold a person to see clearly.

Suddenly I felt my body stiffen.

It was as if he was trapped, from his skin, muscles, meridians to bones, he was gradually turned into a puppet that could only dance with the strings and became a member of this group of people.

"This [weird] power of Nightmare Town is much stronger than the [Zhengcai] killed three days ago.

and.

They danced sacrificial dances such as "Four Descendants' Music" and "Chaotian's Music". Ten years ago, when King Yili held a memorial ceremony in the 190th year, people from the Luoyang King's lineage also danced it once.

It shouldn’t be. Today, the Ma family brothers, Fan Zhang and the others just destroyed the [Fengci] Tomb. Didn’t they kill the tomb owner by sacrificing the lives and injuries of three ‘Zhengjin’ masters?

How come you still have [weird] power and follow these bandits back to the village?"

Roar--!

Silently pinching out the [Ghost King's Altar Seal] that had turned into instinct, he let out a low roar inside his body, and the power of the nightmare was shattered immediately.

The rusty feeling in my body also dissipated.

It was only when Wang Yuan realized that there was something strange about himself as "book owner B".

Looking at the three ghosts and gods in the "Little Book of Life and Death", I immediately felt a little strange.

There may be a big secret behind this treasure.

Since there is "book owner B", there is a high probability that there will be "book owner A", and the volume of "Heavenly Book" is most likely to be in the hands of "book owner A".

Wang Yuan also had some guesses about the identity of "Book Master A", but he was not completely sure yet.

In other words, it was difficult for him to accept the tragic fact that after reincarnating once, he would get a "public golden finger"!

But now is not the time to think about this.

In a blink of an eye, he saw another house in this alley and heard the noise.

The man at home was standing on the wall with his clothes on, looking out.

But after just one glance, he immediately climbed down from the wall and limped along to follow the procession of sacrificial dances.

Even though his ankle was bleeding, his movements were not deformed at all.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuan suddenly understood:

"This [weird] killing pattern seems to be 'visual'. As long as you see the steps of the sacrificial dance, you will gradually be assimilated to it.

Ordinary people have no resistance in front of this dance."

Immediately afterwards.

Other tomb-keepers in the village who were responsible for patrolling the tomb also heard the commotion here, stepped on the courtyard wall, and flew towards the roof ridge.

Phew——!

At the same time, the sharp sounding arrow was finally successfully launched by the tomb guard at the rear.

Then...

The moment these night watchers saw this ritual dance, they twisted their hands and feet and became one of them.

Wang Yuan did not spare the lives of these former enemies. If their sacrifices could provide him with more information, it would be completely worth it.

"Brother Cui!"

Wang Yuan turned around and looked at Tao Xianniang in the upper courtyard, and immediately understood what she meant.

Although as they became enemies with Ge Daoye, Wang Yunhu was destined to be unable to stand with them.

But it's far from the time to see the full picture, and these cannon fodder still have great use.

The remaining three accompanying tombs and the day of the big sacrifice will definitely need many more lives to fill them.

They are also part of the "killing feast"!

Then he shouted loudly with anger in his chest:

"[Strange] attacks, as long as the eyes see it, they will be hit. Except for the warlock who can barely resist, no one can stop it.

Everyone, please stay at home with your doors and windows closed, and don’t come out no matter what noise you hear!”

But wait until they issue a warning.

Except for the first five Jianghuzi.

The three villagers who came out to check because they noticed something unusual, and the four groups of eight mausoleum keepers who took turns keeping watch tonight, have all joined the dancing team.

He turned into a "puppet" with an extremely stiff expression.

Immediately, Wang Yunhu tried his best to suppress his anger and shouted loudly throughout Daling Village:

"Everyone obeys Mr. Cui's orders!"

In the end, no one took action against this team.

Only Wang Yunhu, Tao Xianniang, Lang Qi, the Ma brothers, Fan Zhang and Wang Yuan followed them from a distance.

With their Dao Dharma, they relied on their resistance far beyond that of ordinary people. They observed these people for a while and couldn't help but shake their heads outside the influence of the alien force.

Hopeless.

Wang Yunhu gritted his teeth so hard.

"Weird! Weird! How can the weird people who have been killed still come out to cause trouble? And there is not even a shadow to be seen."

Among these sixteen people, nearly half were good at "Zhengjin", but they didn't even have the time to make a meal, and they were all lost.

Even death is completely worthless.

Wang Yunhu's heart was bleeding.

Fan Zhang and the Ma family brothers who were responsible for robbing the mausoleum of the [Fengci] nearby were a little embarrassed. This was reflected in the strangeness of the "sacrificial dance", which obviously came from the [Fengci] who was in charge of this matter.

They didn't notice it at all.

In fact, ever since they accidentally released [Zhengcai] on the first day and caused a huge loss due to the zombie wave, they have been careful to take every precaution.

Every day, talismans are used to purify the bandits who descend to the tomb.

Even if there is a herb collector, any villagers who come close to spy will be immediately killed to prevent the news from leaking.

Unexpectedly, something happened in the end.

It also made them aware again.

Something out of the ordinary is called "strange", something strange and chaotic is called "weird".

If you just rely on caution and ignore the rules you think you have found, that will definitely be the beginning of tragedy.

Wang Yuan's brows furrowed tightly.

Among these people, he was probably the only one who saw the true nature of the matter.

Under the bloody moonlight, his pair of eyes that could see things clearly swept over everyone and saw them clearly.

Regardless of whether they are tombkeepers, bandits, or sorcerers, as long as they have been to the tomb, they can come back safely.

A bloody handprint appeared on the wrist or ankle.

There is no daylight, and it can only be seen clearly under the bloody moonlight tonight.

At first glance, it looks like a human hand. If you look closely, you will find that the handprint has only four fingers like a bird's claw.

And it is exactly the same as the location of the "Soul Locking Button" on Chao Tianhu's body.

'This is clearly [Owl God's Tomb] not rushing to eat people, but is releasing knowledge to continue to pollute new minions.'

After learning the secret of the "Killing Banquet", Wang Yuan once again looked at the human sacrifice system in this world.

Suddenly I realized that everything had become natural.

Burial is only a basic form of "killing".

War, famine, plague, massacres, living sacrifices, pig cage immersion, underworld marriage, river god marriage, human blood steamed buns... are all the epitome of this essence.

Although in the four days before and after, they had destroyed a total of six accompanying tombs and nailed all the "Chaotianhu" in the tombs.

But who said that the minions of [Owl God’s Tomb] can only be the dead?

On Beimang Mountain, the act of "grave robbing" itself is very likely to violate a certain [commandment and taboo].

No matter who the tomb robber is, there will be a price to pay.

The divination of Lang Qi, the "counselor", said: "On the eighteenth day of the night, one person will go to the tomb and two will return."

At this time, fingerprints appeared on everyone's body.

It's like a "person" hiding in the tomb, or something, holding the hand of the person who went to the tomb and coming back together!
Chapter completed!