In the following days, Zhang Feng and the four of them disguised themselves as civilians and headed towards Chang'an.

Of course, the soldiers killed by Zhang Feng and others were eventually discovered, but because several days had passed, the officer who temporarily led the army could not verify whether they ran away or died...

In this way, the matter will be settled.

Then, while on the road, their small force finally caught up with some of the villagers ahead. The small force of dozens of people instantly turned into a large force of several hundred people.

Moreover, this group of several hundred people also included a big shot sitting in a carriage.

The carriage was accompanied by dozens of guards, and no one else could get close to it.

Things have been going very smoothly.

Until, they walked into a silent village...

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The sun was about to set, and Zhang Feng's troops finally encountered a place for people to rest - a village.

The winding path in the distance is like an arm, embracing the village. A ray of intoxicating sunset lights up the entire countryside, and there is endless dusk between the curls of smoke.

Preliminary observation shows that the land here is barren and dry, and it can be said that there is no green at all.

The path is winding and difficult, and the loess road surface is like a cliff washed away by floods all year round. It is full of potholes and pits, making it difficult to move forward.

The air is turbid but not fresh, without any vitality or freshness. If you feel it carefully, it is filled with a dead air.

A team of several hundred people crowded on the small road, which was actually not too long. After only five or six minutes of walking, the huge team completely entered the village.

But upon closer inspection, Zhang Feng immediately discovered something was wrong.

Yes, every household in the village... has cooking smoke, but the huts in the village are dilapidated, and the rough bricks and stones can even tremble in the wind.

Not to mention the door, even the windows are so broken that there is no window paper.

"The order is given to rest in the deserted village. Don't leave the village. As for the houses in the village, you can choose them. We will repair them overnight and continue on the road!"

The messenger rode a skeleton horse and ran through the entire team at extremely fast speeds, conveying the orders of his superiors word for word.

Under the command of the Xiliang Army, hundreds of people dispersed noisily and walked into the dilapidated houses one after another...

Zhang Feng and the four others are no exception.

Zhang Feng deliberately found a house that was relatively close to the entrance of the village. If something unexpected happened, they could run out of the village as soon as possible.

That night!

The four people who had worked hard all day crowded into a room and sat quietly on the floor and bed. No one spoke first.

By the way, none of the four of them felt sleepy, and they all looked in high spirits.

After a long time, in order to break such an embarrassing scene, Zhang Feng said:

"I think...there's something wrong with this village."

"..."

As soon as they said this, Bai Lili and Bai Zhuangzhuang looked at Zhang Feng speechlessly with expressions like "Are you okay? Isn't this nonsense?"

Only Xia Houyuan didn't quite understand what Zhang Feng was referring to.

"Is there any problem?" Xia Houyuan grabbed a strand of greasy hair and looked at it in front of his eyes in despair.

Her eyes were full of sadness.

She hasn't washed her hair for several days! It smells...

Zhang Feng could see that Xia Houyuan only answered his words casually. In fact, she didn't care about the content of Zhang Feng's words at all.

"Don't you think it's too quiet here?" Zhang Feng looked up at the stars in the sky through the window.

Such beautiful scenery is absolutely impossible to see in modern times.

But clearly facing such a beautiful night sky, Zhang Feng's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Because... he has been running among ghosts and monsters all year round, and he has already felt the ghostly energy in the air.

Similarly, the two brothers and sisters of the Bai family also noticed this.

Among the four people present, only Xia Houyuan was confused.

"Isn't it normal to be quiet? Why are you so serious all of a sudden?"

"Emmm, Miss Xiahou, are you afraid of ghosts?" Zhang Feng asked.

"Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost, what's there to be afraid of? Besides, there are no ghosts in this world!"

Someone revealed the fact that he was afraid of ghosts as soon as he opened his mouth.

Upon hearing this, she immediately stood up nervously, pretending not to be afraid of anything, and looked around.

Swish, swish—!

Suddenly, the sound of feet rubbing against the floor accurately reached the ears of the four people.

Everyone was attracted by the sound and looked in the direction of the sound.

Looking through the window at the bumpy dirt road, I saw that the road that was originally illuminated with a little light had completely plunged into darkness.

In the darkness, in front of every house stood a girl wearing a long skirt...

"call--!"

The cold wind carried the wind and sand and brushed the woman's skirt leisurely, but the woman's clothes did not move at all.

"..." Hehe, isn't this just a ghost?

Logically speaking, ghosts really shouldn't appear here, but why let Zhang Feng be in the script? As long as he is in the script, everything is possible.

I guess the script collapsed again.

Zhang Feng, who was already used to this, calmly took out his shotgun and slowly unwrapped the white cloth wrapped around the gun.

Bai Lili turned her hands to create a hairpin and pinned it in her hair, while her brother calmly took out a lipstick from his pocket and applied it on his lips.

Xia Houyuan looked confused. She watched them take out a bunch of strange things as if they were alive, and she was secretly frightened.

"You, she, I..." Xia Houyuan had never seen such a battle before. She looked at the people around her at a loss, then raised her little head and looked out the window again.

But I saw that the dark streets were empty, and there was no figure of any woman anywhere.

"Oh, you stepped on someone's hair at your feet."

Zhang Feng loaded the bullet and loaded the gun, then raised his hand to poke Xia Houyuan's arm, and pointed to the ground.

Xia Houyuan was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head stiffly and saw a pile of thick, tangled hair slowly rising from the ground at her feet.

These hairs look like they are growing out of the ground, and you might even get a "potato" when you pull them out.

They continue to emerge from the ground, spread, and expand.

It was squirming around like a living creature, trembling constantly.

The grinding sound of "rustling" penetrated into Xia Houyuan's ears, causing her pupils to gradually widen.

The next moment, the ball of hair gathered into a big ball.

Under the hair, a woman's head can be faintly seen.

Further back, shoulders, arms, and torso emerge one by one.

At this time, it was not only Xia Houyuan who was surprised, but also the Bai family brothers and sisters leaned together nervously.

The two of them each took out supernatural objects and prepared for a fight.

Except Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng, who was originally in high spirits, lost interest the moment he saw the hair.

Because, the female ghost in front of me is not even white-clothed level.

A wandering spirit-level female ghost...she...is so weak.

Feeling the aura of the visitor, Zhang Feng looked up and down at the female ghost impatiently.

The woman appeared very quickly, and it was only when she was about to emerge from her legs that Xia Houyuan reacted. She opened her mouth wide, and a roar was about to come out.

Zhang Feng, with his quick eyesight and quick hands, successfully stopped her dragon's roar with the socks he had treasured for many years.

As soon as the old socks came out, Xia Houyuan was immediately conquered. Let alone screaming, she just wanted to vomit now.

But the hairy female ghost had already dug her fingers into her shoulders.

With fear and nausea, her vision went dark and she fell behind her.

"..." What about the promise that you won't be afraid of ghosts?

Finally, when the woman's thighs wrapped in a slender skirt were slowly revealed, Zhang Feng took action.

He held the gun to the female ghost's head and said calmly:

"Come out quickly."

Once you say this, stop talking about female ghosts.
To be continued...