There's something wrong with this version of the technique!

Chapter 61: Hello, I'm going to start digging your grave (please read it later)
The village was quiet. Although it was still daytime, an ominous chill filled the air.

"Did you find it?"

"No, How about you?"

"No, Zhang Jing's grave is not near the village."

"We haven't found the right way out yet. Now we can only rely on Brother Lu Yue."

After separating from Lu Yue, Jiang Lin and his group walked through every corner of the village until noon, when everyone gathered at the entrance of the village to sort out information with a sense of disappointment.

At this moment, Jiang Lin suddenly exclaimed, and pointed her finger tremblingly into the distance: "Zhang Jing...she's there!"

When everyone looked back, they saw the "sack woman" standing in the distance.

"If I become ugly, will you marry me..."

The creepy sound sent chills down the spines of several people.

"Let's get out of here quickly." The few people did not dare to hesitate and turned around and ran wildly. However, no matter how fast they ran, the female ghost always followed them like a shadow and never left them.

"If I become ugly, will you marry me..." The woman in the sack kept repeating. The devilish sound pierced their ears. Several people were shaken and their faces turned pale.

"Follow Lu Yue's previous method and praise her."

"I, I can't think of it."

"I've encountered this before, and I've already talked about it. I can't think of any new ones for now."

"I remember now, Zhao An, didn't you write a love letter before? Read it." said the companion beside him.

"Don't joke, I never..." Zhao An was shocked and was about to deny it, but he saw his companion took out his mobile phone from his pocket without saying a word, forcibly unlocked it with fingerprints, and took out the memo.

"Whether we can hold out until Brother Lu Yue finds the grave depends on you."

"If I become ugly, will you marry me..." The sack woman's voice approached again, this time even sharper and harsher.

"Zhao An, read quickly!"

Everyone looked at Zhao An with anxious and expectant eyes.

At this moment, their hopes rested entirely on Zhao An.

Zhao An was forced to do something he was not prepared for. He was filled with fear and embarrassment. Looking at the woman in the sack approaching him, he finally mustered up the courage to speak: "I've been feeling sleepy lately. Can you guess why?"

The sack woman didn't respond and took a step forward.

"I am trapped because of you."

The sack woman stopped.

It was effective, his companions showed joy and urged Zhao An to continue reading.

"You know, we're both over the top. You're over the top beautiful, and I'm over the top obsessed."

"I'm different from other people. Others use the word beautiful to describe you, but I use the word you to describe beautiful."

"..."

Zhao An clenched his teeth, digging his toes wildly in his shoes, almost gritting his teeth as he spoke those love words with difficulty. He even felt an urge to face death rather than endure this "torture" again.

But this seemingly absurd action actually controlled the woman in the sack.

One minute...two minutes...

Everyone got a brief chance to breathe, and silently prayed in their hearts that Lu Yue could find Zhang Jing's grave as soon as possible and end this nightmare.

It seems that everything is moving in a good direction.

But at this moment, the manuscript in Zhao An's hand finally came to an end.

"There are two kinds of the cutest girls in the world, one is pretty and the other is smart. You are the smart and pretty girl. I like you, Jiang Lin."

The last sentence was like thunder from a clear sky, exploding in everyone's ears.

"Zhao An, just read it...how come you read out his name as well?!" His companions were all stunned, and Jiang Lin widened her eyes and looked at Zhao An in disbelief.

Before Zhao An could change his words, a cold wind suddenly blew up, making the woman in the sack whizz around. Black blood mixed with a strong pungent smell seeped out from the surface of the sack, and resentment surged towards everyone like a tide.

"I don't care about that anymore, Zhao An, let's attack together."

"Sister Lin, take Uncle Liu away."

At the critical moment, the only two extraordinary people with remaining combat power did not hesitate and rushed forward to fight with the woman in the sack.

After a tough fight, the two men finally killed the woman in the sack, but... then two more women in sacks appeared.

Zhao An's face looked grim, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

With mutual cooperation, they killed each other again after paying a heavy price.

Until four women in sacks appeared in front of them.

The sharp ghost claws cut through the air, the attack was shocking, and it brought with it a heart-pounding chill.

The two men, who were originally weak and had to protect the wounded and ordinary people, were defeated under such an attack, with scratches all over their bodies.

"It looks like we can't escape."

Zhao An's face was covered in blood and he was mentally exhausted. He felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.

His companion was not much better off, with wounds all over his body.

"Zhao An, I'm going to die soon anyway, so I have something to confess. Some time ago, I pretended to be Sister Lin on WeChat to chat with you, saying that I liked boys who wrote cheesy love words."

"What? You're lying to me. Fuck you. Now that you've said that, I'll confess one thing. You didn't bring toilet paper that time, and I locked the door. There was only a piece of 80-grit sandpaper inside, and I put it there. We extraordinary people have different physiques from ordinary people, so I think you can do it." "So it was you who did it. OK, I secretly used the shower gel you used for four years in college, and saved a lot of money."

"It's nothing. There was an important exam. In order to prevent you from studying secretly, Chu Tian's soul left his body, pretended to be a ghost, tore up the review materials, and frightened you, so that you stayed out all night."

"Zhao An, this is not your fault. It was a trap set by Chu Tian and I. In fact, Chu Tian and I went out to study secretly. You failed the exam."

"I deleted your resources..."

The two men grimaced, enduring the pain in their bodies, and looked at each other with bitterness on their faces. But when they saw their friend's face, they forced themselves to "laugh" at each other, fearing that the other would close his eyes first.

But as the quarrel went on, the voices gradually became quieter.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhao An woke up instantly, and with his last breath he pressed the answer button. At this moment he had no time to think about why a strange phone call came in.

"No matter who you are, help me call the police. There is a ghost in Changshan Village..."

However, he found that he could not make any sound, but the voice of the woman in the sack floated into the phone.

"If I become ugly, will you marry me..."

Zhao An then remembered that any call he made or received would be answered by the woman in the sack, and his heart sank to the bottom again.

"Hello, Zhang Jing, can you hear me?"

"I, Lu Yue, am now in the back mountain, digging your grave and dying."

beep...

The person on the other end of the phone hung up first.

Zhao An and his companions who were waiting for death discovered that the woman in the sack had disappeared.

It was Lu Yue's voice on the phone just now.

He found Zhang Jing’s grave? ! ! !
While catching their breath, several people looked up at the mountain behind them, and saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, wanting to swallow the entire world.

.........

At this moment, on the dark mountain behind.

Lu Yue hung up the phone and waited quietly.

The good news is that after following Zhang Yaling all the way, he found that the location of the wormhole in the back mountain had hardly changed. With Zhang Yaling's information, Lu Yue was probably already familiar with it.

The bad news is that after searching for a while, Zhang Jing's tomb was not found.

In that case, then let’s not look for it.

Let Zhang Jing lead the way personally.

Not long after, Lu Yue, who was waiting, suddenly turned his head and looked to the west.

There was an unusual atmosphere flowing there.

After giving Zhang Yaling some brief instructions, Lu Yue moved and rushed out like an arrow, cleverly avoiding the dangerous wormhole areas along the way.

A figure appeared in front.

It's a sack woman!
"If I become ugly, will you marry me..."

"Would you hate me if I dug up your grave?"

Lu Yue shouted angrily.

The three-layer air wall opened with a bang.

The jade body also emits a dazzling light.

Lu Yue turned into a flash of green lightning, shuttling through the dense forest. Wherever he passed, the trees were smashed to pieces by this powerful force, leaving behind a mess.

No matter how the woman in the sack tried to stop him, Lu Yue ignored her.

In short, finding your grave means the day of your death.

Finally, Lu Yue stopped in front of a strange scene.

There were a large number of corpses of villagers scattered around, some of whom had been seen before and some of whom had not been seen before. Among them were Aunt Zhang, the village chief and others, their faces covered with scratches and blood, kneeling on the ground, lifeless.

Next to these corpses, there are four strange mounds of earth. If you put them together, you can find that it is actually a complete grave.

Is this a spatial dislocation that caused a complete tomb to be split into four parts?
Lu Yue seemed to understand something, and said indifferently: "This is why you can split, because the overlapping space caused the tomb to be divided into four."

"So... you should only be able to complete four splits at most."

At this moment, Lu Yue felt a little relieved. If this female ghost could really split infinitely, each kill would double the number. In the later stage, there would be tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of clones. Even the people in the Demon Suppression Division would be powerless to prevent such a disaster.

"It doesn't matter if I guess wrong. Anyway, I won't kill your clones. I will directly kill your source!!!"

To be on the safe side, Lu Yue thought it would be more reliable to solve the problem by digging up graves.

The other party seemed to understand this truth as well.

The four tombs began to close together.

Then a roll of straw mat emerged.

Accompanied by billowing irritating black smoke and disgusting black blood, a corpse slowly crawled out, tearing open the sack to reveal bloody scars.

That is the real body of the sack-girl ghost!
(End of this chapter)