Horror Movie Set: This extra is too good at playing the tricks.

As night deepened, it completely enveloped Shuangshan Village on the shady side.

Ye Jianguo and Chen Hua pressed themselves tightly against a large rock at the village entrance, where a chilling wind swept by.

"Clang—Snap!"

The crisp sound of copper bells mingled with the cracking sound of flesh being torn apart, echoing from the depths of the village road.

The man at the front carried a black leather whip woven with countless copper bells. Although he walked slowly, every three steps he would flick his wrist and lash the horse carrying him.

By the pale moonlight, Ye Jianguo could see the face clearly. It was deeply furrowed, like a rotten persimmon that had fallen to the ground. Most of the face was rotten to the bone, and pus was dripping down the chin.

What's even more disgusting is the long, purplish-black tongue that swishes back and forth with every step.

"Village chief?" Chen Hua managed to squeeze out a sound. "That old man was just a bit creepy in that village over there, how did he turn into this ghostly figure here?"

The procession crawled into the village, and wherever it passed, the doors of the silent houses automatically sprang open, revealing countless pale, numb faces pressed against the ground, banging loudly against the thresholds.

"Please, gods, grant me meat! Please, gods, grant me meat!"

The cries of agony rose and fell.

The headless god in white robes riding on horseback paid no heed to this, his wide sleeves hanging down to cover his bloodied and mangled body, giving him a very aloof air.

The two kept their bodies low, like two geckos, silently following at the back of the group.

The eerie procession finally stopped in front of a courtyard, and the two men's pupils contracted simultaneously—this was where they had spent the night in the sunny village—Adan's house.

Two familiar little boys stepped out of the group, except that here, their skin was a deathly gray.

"Thump, thump, thump."

The knocking was muffled.

The door opened, but there was no welcoming greeting as expected, nor did Lu Dan appear.

A dark shadow roared out from the crack in the door, moving with incredible speed, and pounced on the two unlucky kids standing in the doorway.

Before they could even scream, they were caught in a gaping maw, and with a "slurp"—like drinking jelly—the two little devils vanished in an instant.

"What the hell is that?" Chen Hua felt a chill run down his spine.

This plot is wrong! Weren't we supposed to be receiving worship? How did it turn into a buffet for shadowy figures?

The shadowy figure didn't stop after swallowing the little ghost; its momentum intensified, and it turned around and charged towards the village entrance—the direction where Ye Jianguo and Chen Hua were hiding.

The moment the shadow crossed the ground, Ye Jianguo, with his sharp eyes, caught a glimpse of a blinding red.

The dark figure wore a pair of blood-red high heels, the clattering sound of which seemed out of place on the muddy ground.

As the menacing figure drew closer, Ye Jianguo straightened his collar and spoke so quickly he almost choked: "Comrade Chen Hua, it seems the enthusiasm of the people here is a bit excessive. As outsiders, we shouldn't cause trouble for the people at this time."

"I think we should make a strategic shift first, lay low for a while, and then conduct a more in-depth survey another day."

He had barely finished speaking when he turned around and saw no one around him.

Chen Hua had already launched himself the moment the dark figure rushed over, and had already darted more than ten meters away. His speed was enough to qualify him for the Olympics.

"Team Leader Ye—" Chen Hua's loud shouts echoed in the wind, "You go and see the people first, I have a stomachache, I'm going to find a toilet in the back hill, I'll go a bit further to avoid polluting the environment!"

"The ideological awareness of young people today still needs to be improved."

Ye Jianguo's lips twitched, but his feet didn't slow down at all. He used his legs to propel himself forward like a cheetah, chasing after Chen Hua's back.

The villagers behind the dark figure finally realized what was happening: "Fresh meat! Fresh meat!"

The hundreds of vengeful ghosts kneeling on the ground instantly went berserk.

They didn't care that the shadowy figure had eaten the little devil; they only cared that two pieces of fresh meat had suddenly appeared in the village.

Viewers who witness this scene will undoubtedly consider it the best absurd comedy of the year.

In front were two humans running wildly, in the middle was a bewildered black monster in high heels, and behind them were hundreds of strange villagers with bared teeth and drooling.

The shadowy figure was clearly bewildered by the scene.

How did she suddenly become a pacesetter?

Before he could even process what was happening, the large group of villagers behind him had already surged forward.

Some villagers completely ignored the terrifying shadowy figure and rushed past her, even an old ghost with half a head missing, annoyed that the shadowy figure was blocking their way, and pushed it aside, shouting, "Get out of the way... those two young men are mine!"

Sombra: ...

She seemed enraged by this disrespect and joined the pursuit, but she indiscriminately covered everything in her path, devouring anyone she encountered.

"Team Leader Ye, don't run this way!" Chen Hua turned around and saw Ye Jianguo sticking to his back.

"Comrade Chen Hua, unity is strength!" Ye Jianguo said breathlessly, "We must maintain formation and not let any comrade fall behind!"

In their panic, the two plunged headlong into a rocky slope leading to the back of the mountain. Their stamina was burning up, and their lungs felt like they were about to explode.

Several agile village ghosts had already caught up to his heels, their mouths stretched to their ears, revealing a mouthful of black teeth.

"Snap!"

Chen Hua stumbled and tripped over a stone, slowing him down slightly.

In that brief moment of opening, a withered hand gripped her right leg tightly.

"roll!"

Chen Hua's eyes also turned red, and he swung his baton backhand, smashing it down on the top of the villager's head with a bang.

The villager's brains splattered, but his hand didn't loosen. Instead, the blow provoked his ferocity, and he swung his head violently.

"Tear!"

A large chunk of blood, skin and flesh still attached, was forcibly torn off Chen Hua's calf.

"what!"

Chen Hua screamed and fell into the pile of rocks, his trousers instantly soaked in blood.

More ghostly figures rushed forward, and a dark figure in high heels was also very close.

Ruined!

Despair flashed in Chen Hua's eyes, and he frantically swung the baton in his hand.

Just then, a shadow fell over her.

Ye Jianguo actually turned back.

He looked at Chen Hua on the ground, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"This damn collectivism!"

Ye Jianguo cursed under his breath, his right hand quickly reaching into his leather jacket pocket, pulling out a pair of dark red boxing gloves that reeked of blood, and putting them on.

【Giant Demon Gauntlets】

[Description: It is said that this was made by the hand of a demon with extraordinary strength. Wearing it will grant you his power, allowing you to impersonate the Tyson of the ghost world.]

[Note: Dude, how did you get this?]

"We must deal with extremely bad elements with swift and decisive measures!"

Ye Jianguo roared, and his aura suddenly changed, like a furious black bear.

"Bang!"

With a single punch, the head of the vengeful ghost that was charging at the front, ready to tear Chen Hua apart, exploded like a watermelon. The headless corpse flew backward, knocking over a group of ghost villagers behind it.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more punches followed, the wind howling as each punch was accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking.

Ye Jianguo managed to clear a vacuum zone out of the ghost tide.

He bent down, grabbed Chen Hua by the back of the neck, and lifted the man, who weighed over 100 pounds, with one hand, as if he were a chick.

"Hold on tight, Comrade Chen Hua. If you fall, I won't have time to write your eulogy this time."

Ye Jianguo tucked Chen Hua under his armpit, his leg muscles tensed, and he charged wildly toward the top of the back mountain, braving the pressure of the shadows and the ghost tide.

The wind whistled in his ears. Chen Hua endured the excruciating pain, looking at the old man who was usually too immersed in his roles, and a thought inexplicably popped into his mind:

This old man really knows how to keep things hidden!