Xu Luo and Xu Si sat alone on the green ox cart, silently staring at the changing and swaying bright red flame tongue in front of them in trance.
The ancestral hall behind me was already packed with people.
Most of them are the family members of the hunting team, the old and the weak, women and children in the castle, as well as those girls whose families have received red paper sedan chairs.
With so many people gathered together, the atmosphere was somewhat silent.
In the past ten years, thanks to the villagers and the two exorcists, there has never been a strange occurrence inside Sanhe Fort.
But now what is supposed to come has come!
Everyone's heart was heavy, and they understood the truth. This world is probably getting worse and worse!
On the second floor of the bell tower, Li Boyu stood with his hands behind his back, the ancient sword hanging on his waist, and there was no trace of nervousness on his face.
This calm demeanor also infected others.
At least Jinheyu's old face still maintained a trace of calmness despite his anxiety.
The eyes of many people in the square below also glanced here from time to time.
The golden name of Dayan Exorcism Department still has a certain degree of trust in the hearts of ordinary people.
As the blood moon gradually rose high in the sky, a shrill suona sound suddenly sounded in Sanhe Fort.
Oooh, ooh...
I don't know where, but someone seems to be playing cheerful music, with a high-pitched voice that breaks the clouds.
But in the middle of the night, it was extremely strange and terrifying!
The people who had been in panic for the past few days, countless people sat up from their couches in shock.
Everywhere in Sanhe Fort, screams of panic echoed one after another.
But just a moment later, the hunting team that was patrolling everywhere quickly arrived.
After a burst of angry reprimands, deathly silence returned to everywhere.
Li Boyu's chest rose and fell slightly, and his big hand unconsciously pressed on the ancient sword.
There was a slight glint in his dark pupils as he looked in the direction of the mass grave outside the city.
At the east gate facing the mass graves.
The tall and thick city gate is like a gate, blocking all dangers outside the castle and cutting the inside and outside of the castle into two worlds.
Inside are the fireworks of the secular world and all kinds of things in the world.
Outside the door is an ominous red and black mist shrouding it, like purgatory on earth.
A burst of crisp laughter sounded.
The red wedding sedan cut through the thick fog and suddenly appeared in front of the city gate, quietly.
A broken, pale lantern hung precariously in front of the sedan.
The steps of the person carrying the sedan were stiff and rigid, but they landed silently.
Under the hazy red light, a person at the front raised his head.
The pale cheeks are painted with bright blush, but the facial features are dotted with thick ink.
Shockingly, they were four paper figures.
The thick city gate blocks the road, and there is still a faint white glow.
The paper man tilted his head as he groaned, and there was faint liquid sliding down his cheeks from his eye sockets, like ink.
"whee……"
The paper man seemed to curl up the corners of his mouth, and then the arc became wider and wider, until finally the corners of his mouth were torn all the way to his ears.
A plaintive sigh sounded out of thin air.
"Mom, I'm back..."
Before he finished speaking, the paper man lifted up the sedan chair and slammed it against the city gate as if seeking death.
But when he was about to hit him, the paper man's body instantly collapsed into mud, and squeezed in along the crack of the door like water.
Looking at the familiar long street in front of him, the paper man shook his head, as if confirming something.
At this moment, an old man shouted loudly in the air.
"It's you ghosts and bastards again who will die for me!"
Blazing white light shuttled and intertwined above, transforming into a giant net that surged downwards.
The village guards were intertwined with the earth's veins and were the first to react.
The paper man let out a burst of weird laughter, and his figure suddenly twisted, but as if he didn't see the light network, he still moved forward.
Every time the paper man took a step, a crisp counting sound sounded in the air.
"One, two...sixteen..."
As the numbers sounded, paper figures carrying the sedan chair appeared behind the first paper figures like afterimages.
When it finished counting sixteen, sixteen big red sedan chairs were neatly lined up on the long street.
But at this time, the crisp sound seemed to be stuck on a cassette, and it kept echoing in the air.
"Sixteen, sixteen..."
The voice gradually became high-pitched and anxious, and finally turned into a scream.
At this time, a giant net of spiritual energy in the sky covered all the paper figures.
There was a burst of sparks, and all the paper figures stopped and then collapsed to the ground.
Countless red evil spirits, like blood, spread rapidly on the ground.
But before the white light dissipated, the pale lantern flickered and the lights flashed violently.
One after another, the paper figures stood up from the ground intact, murmuring incessantly.
"One less, one less..."
"Go find it!"
A low and clear voice came from the sedan chair.
The white lantern hanging high on the sedan chair quietly fell into the hands of the original paper man.
The shrill sounds overlapped and merged into one sound wave, which instantly resounded throughout the Three Rivers Fort.
For a moment, the frightened howls that had just been suppressed by the hunting team became loud and loud again.
When the sound reached the bell tower, others just thought it was harsh and unpleasant, but Xu Luo's heart skipped a beat.
If one is missing, this damn thing won’t know how to count, right?
What is missing? Are you looking for the sedan chair that was swallowed up by the useless bamboo that night?
Li Boyu frowned slightly, and when he saw the crowd below starting to become noisy, he slapped the Yishui sword with his big hand.
The long sword jumped out and let out a high-pitched sword cry that split the clouds.
"Zheng..."
The sound of the sword penetrated everyone's ears like invisible needle pricks.
Everyone's discomfort immediately subsided like a tide.
Li Boyu shouted loudly again.
"Old Bai, the White Eagle Feather Formation is ready!"
Bai Yan, who had always had no sense of presence, screamed loudly, and after a few breaths, a huge shadow shrouded everyone's heads.
At this time, the faint figure of the village guard suddenly appeared from the bronze bell, with a wry smile on his old face.
"Master Li, there's no need to go, that evil thing has already come to your door by itself!"
A cold look flashed across Li Boyu's face, he stretched out his finger and flicked the ancient sword, and the buzzing sound was clear and high.
"That's right, this weird thing is really brave!"
Before he finished speaking, a red mist filled the sky at some point, like a long dragon, rushing straight down the long street.
Several people from the Exorcism Department almost unanimously took out various talismans and activated them.
The village guard let out a long sigh, and white light poured out crazily from the ground, covering most of the ordinary people in the square.
The shrill sound of the suona quickly approached the bell tower from far to near.
A long row of big red sedan chairs with broken lanterns hung on them looked particularly scary under the red mist above.
The hunting team on the West Courtyard Road, the main road of Sanhe Fort, now knew that they had no way out.
Even though I was extremely frightened when I saw such a terrifying and weird scene, I still roared and pounced on him like a lone wolf who was cornered.
For a moment, all kinds of arrows fell like raindrops.
These people can almost hit the wild beasts that are flying around the mountains with perfect accuracy.
It's even easier to shoot these paper figures who won't dodge at all.
After just one round of arrows, all the paper figures were shot into a sieve.
But those arrows that were shot at the sedan chair seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss, and no movement was revealed.
When the sedan chair was about to reach the edge of the square, there was a bang and a sword several feet long fell from the sky.
Jinheyu's tall body was like a boulder, slamming heavily in front of the motorcade.
The sword light filled the sky, bringing with it screams and screams, and they fell into the ranks of paper figures.