Xuanyuanli thought to himself, you might as well not comfort me!
Time passed by, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
In this month, Shancha didn't receive any big jobs, only nine free jobs, and the three men who did the crying work made her quite fat.
Mrs. Yan couldn't fit into any of her clothes, so she arranged for someone to buy her several more sets of loose clothes.
Xuanyuan Li also developed his face. When there was not enough manpower, he carried coffins and did crying work.
When he thought of Shanhai bullying him, he was so angry that he burst into tears. The key was that he didn't dare to resist. As long as he dared to talk back, Shancha would throw away his bedding and pillows. Life was so oppressive.
At noon that day, a middle-aged man ran into Xuanyuan Mansion and said, "Mr. Shan, help me!"
"If there's something wrong, please tell me slowly."
"Mr. Shan, my name is Sun Shengli, and I am the village chief of Sunjiazhuang...!"
Shan Cha, Xuanyuan Li, Mrs. Yan, Feng Sheng, two children, and a few other goods walked for more than two hours, and saw a small river in the distance.
Sun Shengli said that there was a small river behind Sunjiazhuang, so he knew he was in the right place.
This dirt road was surrounded by mountains. It was already afternoon, the sky was overcast, the mountains were dark, and the leaves on the mountains were blown by the wind.
When Shancha was walking along the river, she found many abandoned graves on both sides of the road, and an ominous feeling arose in her heart.
Sunjiazhuang is a very remote village. The village is very small, with more than a hundred households.
Shancha walked around the village with a few people, but he didn't see a single living person.
Just when Shancha was wondering, she was suddenly patted on the back, which made her tremble all over. When she turned around, she saw a thin middle-aged man with a somewhat wretched appearance.
"What business do you have in our village?"
This middle-aged man's skin was sallow and his eyes were shining with a gleaming light. He looked particularly vulgar.
Shancha frowned and spoke hesitantly, "I'm looking for your village chief Sun Shengli. Do you know where his home is?"
"You are lucky to have met me. His house is so remote that most people can't find it." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he led the way.
"Sun Shengli lives outside the village?"
"Well, the village chief's wife is a lunatic. She often kills people with a kitchen knife. The village chief had no choice but to live in the mountains with his wife."
Shancha and others followed the middle-aged man for a while. When they passed a cemetery, there was a foul smell inside, like the smell of rotting rats.
Mrs. Yan leaned close to Shancha and whispered: "Shancha, there is something wrong with this person. He should not be alive."
Shancha carefully observed the man in front of him, a little strange. It was already winter, but the man in front of him was only wearing a single piece of clothing, and he couldn't feel the cold.
Shancha continued to look down the man's body, his heart suddenly beat a few times, and all the blood in his body suddenly flowed backwards.
This man walked very quickly and lightly, as if his body weighed nothing.
His feet did not step on the ground, but moved close to the ground. It didn't look obvious, but if you look closely, you found that the soles of his feet were in the air.
Shancha felt a little panicked. She was not afraid of evil spirits, but she was afraid of the mastermind behind the scenes. Gongxian was practicing in Broken Soul Cliff. Even if they were recruited, it would take half an hour.
The more Shancha thought about it, the more panicked he became, "This man's feet can't touch the ground. He's not a living person. You all should be careful."
"It's a taboo to point your feet upward when your heels are not touching the ground. If this happens, it proves that this person is not a living person at all.
There is no yin energy in him, and he is not a dead person, just like a sorcerer's trick." After speaking, Mrs. Yan took out a few yellow talismans from the package and pasted them on several people.
As soon as the yellow talisman was put on, Shancha felt that his whole back felt hot, as if it was on fire.
Shancha looked up and saw that the middle-aged man walking in front had turned into a paper man covered in blood.
The paper man had a weird smile on his face and walked lightly. As he walked, blood dripped down his body, forming a long blood path that looked like a snake pattern.
This was the first time Shancha had seen such a weird thing, but she couldn't figure out what the paper man wanted to do!
Mrs. Yan and the others saw it clearly and reached out to take off the yellow talismans on their backs, "This is a human-skinned paper man. It is a sorcery of the Yang family.
The people who brought us here today are the Yang family. A few days ago, Li Er sent a letter saying that the eldest elder of the Yang family, Yang Tianliang, was not dead.
The paper man deliberately led us to the deep mountains and old forests. It should be that the Yang family had set up a killing array in the mountains.
Let's give him a trick to see if we can catch Yang Tianliang."
Shancha nodded and continued walking forward with a few people following the paper man.
The surrounding woods are getting denser and thicker, and the cold wind blowing all the way makes the hair on the body stand on end and goosebumps appear on the body.
The paper man kept chattering and introducing the scenery in the mountains.
Shancha kept searching for Yang Tianliang, and didn't care to talk, so she ignored him.
After walking for about an hour, the paper man led them to a valley.
I saw a house with white lanterns hanging from a distance.
The sun had already set at this time, and the sky was still overcast and extremely dark. Coupled with the big white lantern, it looked particularly scary.
"Camellia, the paper man is gone." Old Mrs. Yan pointed to the empty mountain road, "This bastard tricked us here, and he doesn't know what he wants to do!"
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. Let's go and have a look." Xuanyuanli drew out his long sword, protected several people behind him, and walked towards the house.
Seeing the two children moving their short legs while walking, Shancha twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "What are you two doing?"
Xuanyuan Shen tied up the small package, then grinned and said, "Mom, we plan to run away soon."
"Pfft!"
Shancha couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Don't be afraid, mom and dad will protect you."
While they were talking, Xuanyuan Li had already knocked on the door. No one answered, and a few people simply pushed the door open and walked in.
The moment he entered the door, Shan Cha felt uneasy and felt a chill all over his body.
Generally, farmers grow some vegetables and raise some chickens and ducks in their yards.
But there wasn't even a living thing in the yard of this family.
The ground was also littered with paper money with round square holes, which looked weird and scary.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the paper money on the ground into the air. Then, a loud "bang" was heard, and the courtyard door was closed.
A dazzling red light pressed down from mid-air, covering the entire courtyard airtightly.
It’s over!
Shancha wailed in her heart, "Mrs. Yan, is this the Soul Trapping Formation?"
"You girl, you still have some knowledge. This is the Soul Trapping Formation. As long as you are trapped in the formation, you can't invite the immortals, and you can't contact anyone outside.
Dao Xing will also be suppressed for the most part.
The people who set up the formation are very sinister, and the blood of Tianyang that can restrain zombies is buried in the eyes of the formation. In this formation, Xuanyuan Li will become an ordinary person."