The temperature suddenly dropped again, visible frost spread on the ground, and a cold wind penetrated the house. Even Bingwen, who is as strong as the wind, couldn't help but shiver when he was blown by this cold wind.
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"Kid, how are you going to help us?"
A rather beautiful woman, dressed in plain white clothes, floated into the house, her hair as smart as a snake snaked in the air, which made Feng Bingwen feel very familiar.
As soon as this female ghost came in, the resentful spirits who were originally surrounded by Feng Bingwen and the lambs instinctively separated into a path.
"Are you from underground...?"
Feng Bingwen was not timid and asked questions whenever he had questions.
"Well, what did you do? Let those beasts hang you on the well!"
The woman floating in the air could not see any signs of death. If one ignored her pale face, she would look no different from a living person.
"I crippled a man, and I heard he hasn't gotten up yet."
Feng Bingwen said as if showing off.
"Well, you are very good."
The female ghost looked at Feng Bingwen and nodded for a moment.
"Child, since you can see us, aren't you afraid?"
"No matter how scary you are, are you as scary as the people in this village?"
Feng Bingwen shook his head and spoke frankly.
"You are very brave, how are you going to help us?"
"With your strength, you can actually kill people!"
Feng Bingwen looked around. At this time, the number of innocent souls gathered around the house had exceeded twenty, and it was still increasing. Obviously, this village not only collectively trafficked people, but also harmed many people.
And so many wronged souls are definitely beyond the range that a person's Yang energy can resist. This is probably the reason why every house in Qijiagang has yellow talismans hanging on the door.
"Have you ever seen that beast in this village called Boss Qi?"
"I've seen it."
"That beast has good luck. He doesn't know where he got the inheritance from an evil Taoist. But he has luck but not destiny. He has been struggling for half his life and has harmed countless people. He is just a waste now. Even you.
Both eyes have no magical powers."
A disdainful and sarcastic smile appeared on the woman's face,
"However, after he pondered for half a lifetime, he still realized something. The ghost symbols he drew can communicate in series. It is because of these things that we cannot take revenge for the time being, and we cannot enter the home of these beasts."
"I can help you pull off those ghost talismans!"
Feng Bingwen volunteered, but after he finished speaking, he looked around in disgust.
"But, do you only have that many people? I think there are hundreds of people in this village. Just you guys, I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with that many people in one night. By the time they realize something is wrong during the day, they will run away.
Even if you try to catch up, you won't be able to catch up."
"We still have many companions who are still waiting for an opportunity. As long as you do what you say, they will come out soon!"
"Okay, without further ado, let's start now. Who should we choose as the first household?"
"Didn't you say you injured a man? Do you know his name?"
"Mountain!"
"Well, let's go, I know where he lives."
The female ghost in white clothes floating in the air took the initiative to lead the way, Feng Bingwen followed, and many resentful spirits who were attracted also followed, with excitement and excitement on her resentful little face.
Soon, Feng Bingwen was led to a small farmhouse that seemed to be well-run. The small courtyard was separated from the outside by a fence as high as half a person, and there were chicken cages and dog kennels in the courtyard.
As Feng Bingwen attracted the ghosts here, many native chickens in the chicken coops flapped their wings and screamed wildly, and even the dogs in the kennels started shouting in fear.
"Such a big noise won't be heard by others, right?"
Hearing the sound of cocks crowing and dogs barking, Feng Bingwen frowned and asked.
"Don't worry, they can't hear it. There won't be any moon sounds in this courtyard that will spread to other places. You can just do what you want!"
The female ghost who led the way turned back and smiled. Feng Bingwen lowered his head and did not dare to look at her.
After he received such a response, he became bolder and jumped over the fence directly to the main house in the small courtyard.
The native dog in the small courtyard even wanted to rush up to protect the house, but when the dog was glanced at by the female ghost floating in the air, it instantly whimpered and collapsed on the ground, its lower body wet.
"This door is still closed very tightly!"
Walking to the main house, Feng Bingwen stretched out his hand and pushed it, but it didn't move. He smiled, took a few steps back, then took a running start, flew up and kicked the door.
There was a "clang" sound, and the dust was kicked off the solid wood door, but that was all. The door of the farmhouse didn't look like much, but it was very strong.
But no matter how strong the door is, it can't withstand such unscrupulous kicks. After just a dozen rounds, Feng Bingwen kicked half of the door of the house away.
What's interesting is that even though he made such a big noise, no one in the house came out to take a look. They all seemed to be dead in sleep. He didn't believe that such a nice little yard was the only place called Big Mountain.
That person lives here.
However, it was none of his business whether the people in the house slept to death or not. Feng Bingwen walked into the house along the opened door and saw the yellow cloth hanging on the beam in the middle hall at a glance.
"Um?"
Looking at the piece of yellow cloth that was too high for even an adult to reach, Feng Bingwen pondered for a moment, then began to move the table and stools. After a while, he pulled the yellow cloth off the beam and then tore it into rags.
, threw it all over the floor.
And at the moment when he pulled off the yellow cloth and tore it into pieces, the resentful spirits wandering outside the house couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed into the courtyard with a shrill scream.
ah!
Feng Bingwen had just jumped down from his chair when he heard a frightened woman scream in the next room.
"..."
Feng Bingwen pursed his lips, without saying a word, and walked out of the house facing the many resentful spirits that poured into the house.
In this village, no one is innocent from top to bottom. The death scenes in front of everyone are miserable, and the resentful ghosts that make people feel physiological fear are proof of this.
"Let's go to the next house!"
Feng Bingwen raised his head and asked actively. At this time, the whole village seemed to come to life. With his shining eyes in the dark night, he could see lines of Yin Qi like dragons and snakes floating in the sky above the village.
Flying back and forth is like preparing to enjoy an upcoming gluttonous feast.
That's what the female ghost floating in the air said, those resentful ghosts who are still waiting for the opportunity. At this moment, they finally waited for the opportunity to take revenge. After feeling the cheers of their companions, they rushed out one after another.