Suddenly, Li Leping's eyes narrowed, because he found that the old man who was standing not far from the door of the room just now had disappeared.
Originally, he was already prepared to fight the old man desperately.
But now, the old man who blocked everyone like a door god has disappeared.
The old man's original location was empty, with no one around.
"Gone? Could it be that the old thing is really the new identity of the ghost, but was suppressed by the ghost painting, and now he has moved to some unknown place?"
Such an idea flashed through his mind. As Li Leping continued walking, he turned back and glanced at the three-story house that was plunged into darkness.
But then, his eyes suddenly shrank.
I don't know when, but there was a portrait hanging in front of the door of the three-story house.
Gu Li and others were not too far away from the three-story house. They could vaguely see it through the candlelight in their hands. It seemed to be the portrait of an old man. However, because of the dim light, Li Leping could not clearly see the portrait.
The whole picture of the old man's portrait, only the lower half of the old man's face can be seen in the darkness.
The corners of the mouth were raised, as if smiling.
"What a hell."
The unexplainable scene immediately made Li Leping feel a little numb.
The old man blocking the road disappeared, and another portrait of the old man appeared in front of the door of the three-story house.
"There's no time to think about this, it's time to go."
Li Leping did not waste time thinking about these unanswerable questions in this strange and unknown place.
Immediately, he moved on.
Gu Li and others behind him didn't know that Li Leping saw the portrait when he turned around because they were far away from each other. They thought Li Leping was looking back to observe their situation.
Therefore, the four of them did not expect that the missing old man would turn into a portrait again, and it would be in front of the door of the room not far behind them, as if watching them leave.
Not wanting to stay any longer in this unknown place, Li Leping moved forward.
However, just after he advanced dozens of meters.
Suddenly, he stopped.
While they were moving forward, as expected, strange and terrifying figures came out of the oil painting one after another, approaching Li Leping from all directions.
"Tap, tap!"
Not only in front of him, but also from behind them, there were waves of footsteps.
The footsteps were chaotic and dull, as if there were many cold corpses walking on the road. The specific number of people could not be heard at all, which showed how shocking the number of evil ghosts were approaching.
Maybe the horror level of these ghosts is not very high, but in this overwhelming and depressing atmosphere, Gu Li and others' scalps were numb, their clothes were wet with cold sweat, and the hands holding the ghost candles were unavoidable.
Trembling slightly.
The originally stable situation collapsed in an instant.
Just as Gu Li expected, those four ghosts were just the first ghosts to come out of the oil painting.
But now, the real danger begins to come.
Densely, many figures emerged nearby.
These are the evil ghosts who walked out of the oil paintings that fell on the ground and on the walls.
The falling portrait seems to represent that the ghost inside will be released.
For a moment, the originally spacious road became a little crowded, and the sounds in front and behind were all made by ghosts approaching.
The five Li Lepings only explored the seventh house in Huanggang Village, and the current situation showed that the houses farther away were also eroded by ghost paintings. The evidence was that many ghosts were approaching from behind.
On the road that has been dyed gray and white, more and more figures appear. Among these figures are men and women, old and young, but everyone's face is extremely dark, revealing a strange dead silence.
There were also some special figures. After seeing them clearly, I realized that these figures were no longer human bodies at all, but strange things. Some were people made of condensed black blood, and some seemed to be carved out of a certain piece of wood.
The wooden man looks like a person formed from a pool of water, and the pool of water that gathered into the man smells like corpse water, giving off a disgusting fishy smell.
"This... so many?" A Hong looked at the countless figures, feeling a little desperate.
Not only him, but the expressions of several other people suddenly became extremely bad, and their bodies began to tremble unconsciously.
The ghost candle in Gu Li's hand burned violently at this moment, and the flames continued to expand and explode, as if stimulating energy to prevent the evil ghost from getting closer.
But Guizhu alone can't hold on for long.
The village is full of ghosts.
It is impossible for the ghost candle to burn for long under such siege.
The previous Huanggang Village was actually not dangerous except for the unusually quiet place and the ghosts trapped in the houses.
However, at this moment, Huanggang Village has transformed into a taboo place full of dangers.
Because countless evil ghosts are gradually approaching them.
"It's really troublesome..."
Li Leping looked at the slowly approaching figures and frowned.
He was at the forefront, so of course he could clearly see what these approaching ghosts looked like.
But no matter how ugly these ghosts looked or how bad they smelled, it was nothing to him.
The only thing that made him feel that the situation was serious was that there were too many evil ghosts approaching, far beyond his imagination.
There must be at least a dozen ghosts approaching in front of him.
When more than a dozen ghosts approach, even the supernatural superposition of man-seeking ghosts and sleepwalking ghosts cannot completely suppress these ghosts.
The supernatural powers of the man-seeking ghosts and sleepwalking ghosts were dispersed by the group of ghosts. It was impossible to suppress these approaching evil ghosts immediately. At most, they could only delay their approach and make their stiff movements slower.
"It seems..."
But just when Li Leping made up his mind, he planned to use other methods.
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The pale, diseased skin seemed to have suffered some kind of terrible curse, and corpse spots began to grow on it. The terrible curse was depriving Li Leping of his life, making him feel that he was becoming colder and colder.
The evil ghost's attack came so suddenly. Before he could make a plan, a certain fatal killing pattern had been triggered, and then, a certain ghost focused on him.
"Is it that ghost thing?"
Realizing that he was being attacked, Li Leping turned his head suddenly, followed the particularly cold aura, and his eyes instantly locked on an approaching figure.
It was an old man with a stooped back, wearing an old-fashioned gown, his skin was covered with corpse spots, and his pair of gray, dead eyes stared straight at Li Leping.
"Go to hell."
Suddenly, Li Leping's eyes became fierce, and the corpse spots on his body began to fade.
He forgot the memory of the attack and allowed his body to recover quickly under the supernatural influence of the Forgotten Ghost.
Before the corpse stains completely faded, a vague figure appeared in front of Li Leping.
It was an old man with a lifeless face and a lifeless body.
Without any respect for the old and the young, Li Leping waved the short stick in his hand and hit the old ghost directly on the head.
At any time, ghosts with a certain mortality pattern must be dealt with first.
"Boom!"
The sound of the impact of iron rods and flesh echoed on the dark road.
Immediately, the head of the old man standing not far away was also hit by the stick. His head was dented by the force of the blow, and he lay down behind him, as if he was knocked unconscious by the stick.
After the incident, the cold feeling that spread over Li Leping's body also disappeared.
However, at the same time, the terrible cost of using a short stick also appeared on Li Leping.
One of his arms had turned purple and black, as if the entire arm had been beaten hard with a stick. There was not a single piece of good flesh left on it, it had all turned into dead flesh, exuding a rotten corpse smell.
"We can't delay. We must dismember these ghosts in front of us and reverse the situation in one go."
The pain in his arm did not make Li Leping lose his mind, but made him more awake.
Immediately, with one arm already disabled, he looked fierce and raised his still normal arm.
The normal arm holds a sickle tightly in the normal palm.
The gold foil on the handle of the scythe had already been torn off by Li Leping. At this moment, he looked at the ghosts in front of him who were affected by the man-hunting ghosts and sleepwalking ghosts, as if he had decided to be cruel.
The next moment, he held the scythe's arm and waved it forward with all his strength.
The waving movement was like cutting straw in the countryside, and the location where Li Leping swung the knife was also very clever. It was probably swung toward a position slightly lower than his waist.
Although judging from the degree of dismemberment, the best place to swing this knife is near the chest. One knife from left to right is enough to cut a person into four parts.
However, the ghosts that appeared in his sight now were not only those that looked like adults, but also some that looked like children. If this knife was swung towards the chest, it would not be able to cut down these short ghosts.
There are no bells and whistles, and there is no hesitation. Just raise your hand and go with the knife.
With one strike, the thighs and necks of the dozens of ghosts in front of him were dismembered by an invisible sickle.
"ah--!"
"thump!"
"thump!"
Ahead, there were sudden bursts of piercing screams, and at the same time, accompanied by a dull sound, the legs belonging to the devil or the head of a kid fell to the ground.
A dozen ghosts were directly divided into two or even three parts by the sickle.
The level of terror was instantly reduced.
"uh-huh……"
However, Li Leping couldn't help but let out a low drink.
The cost of using supernatural items has exploded.
There was also a clearly visible knife mark on his thigh. The curse erupted from the sickle was very terrifying. Although his sword easily dismembered more than a dozen ghosts, it was not only the ghosts who were injured by the knife, but also himself.
The curse broke out, and the knife mark on Li Leping's thigh instantly cracked. Although the crack was not very big, it directly cut off his legs alive.