Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

It was still raining heavily outside, and I didn't know when I lost the umbrella in my hand.

Jing Cen only knew how to run according to his instinct.

He has never been so embarrassed, his body is dirty, and his pants are soaked with water.

But can't stop.

At the beginning, relying on the reminder of the sensory symbol in his palm, he could somewhat avoid the villagers and hide for a while, but he didn't expect the villagers to be so flexible after becoming a ghost.

Actually, the speed is much faster than usual.

When he sensed the danger and avoided it, he was only an alley away from the villagers.

Jing Cen heard his name being knocked on a wooden stick outside, took a deep breath, and continued to run eastward.

The village has been walked around a lot, and Jing Cen doesn't know where to go now, so he can only grit his teeth and go to the village chief's house that he visited last time.

I hope that the group of people and ghosts in the back can restrain themselves a little when they see that the residence of the village chief is there.

He leaned against the wall, waited until the sound of footsteps from the next door left, and ran forward with his hands clenched.

Finally approaching the village chief's house, Jing Cen unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.However, at this time, on a rainy night, the perception talisman in the palm suddenly felt cold, as if a piece of ice had melted in the palm, which was worse than every time the villagers almost found it.

Jing Cen stopped suspiciously and looked left and right.

Unexpectedly, a candle light suddenly shined in front of his eyes.

He opened his eyes and found that the villagers who had been unaware in the alley were actually in front of the village chief's house.

He cursed secretly in his heart, and under the coldness of the constant reminders from his palm, he turned around and wanted to continue running into the alley.

However, as soon as he turned his head, a flash of lightning flashed, and someone also came out from the alley he just walked through.

——It was the villager who gave him food before.

The villager stared at him intently, the empty trouser legs were particularly terrifying at night.

"You lost the soul nourishing incense?" He suddenly raised his head.

Jing Cen never paid attention to the other person's face under the bamboo hat, and when he looked at it unexpectedly, he didn't expect it to be a half-human, half-fox face.

Half of the fox face is ferocious and strange, while the other half of the human face is stiff, hard, and dead.

It's like a god I've seen during the day!

Jing Cen's heart almost went into cardiac arrest.

He was forced back by the "villagers" in the alley, and the smiles on the faces of the villagers holding candles in front of the village head's house became wider and wider. Everyone is looking at him.

"caught you."

Blue veins popped out of Jing Cen's forehead, and he couldn't help feeling a little desperate.

It was only an hour after the night he spoke with the back spirit, and he was caught.

How to do?

Will he still survive?

Did the spirit behind find the real body of the statue?

These villagers looked at him with creepy eyes, as if they were looking at a piece of food with flesh and blood.

Jing Cen's hands and feet were stiff, and his palms were icy cold. Just when he was cornered, he was less than ten meters away from the two teams of villagers.

A thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting the strange and terrifying faces of the villagers.

Jing Cen firmly held the wooden stick he picked up in the chaos, his mind was confused, and he was ready for a desperate fight.At this time, the villagers who walked up to him suddenly stopped.

The hoe in his hand also stopped suddenly when it hit Jing Cen's neck, as if his movement was suddenly stopped by something.

Jing Cen has never been so close to death, and the smell of blood is in his mouth and nose.

After seeing the villagers stop suddenly, they were a little stunned.

The villagers who gathered around him and picked up their hoes one after another seemed to be bound by an invisible thread. They could only stare at him fiercely with their eyes wide open, but they couldn't move forward with their hands.

Jing Cen's mood was ups and downs, one second he thought he was going to die, but the next second he didn't expect that he would survive the catastrophe.

He subconsciously looked at the palm.

This is... the spirit behind has found the real body of the god statue?

……

After Ji Hui dug out the box, he lowered his head slightly, and opened the wooden box wrapped under the tree in front of him.

The carved box is very simple, inside is a palm-sized human-faced fox.

At this time, the human-faced fox was looking at him with its ferocious animal eyes.

"real."

Ji Hui's wedding dress fluttered, and the corners of his lips curled up with a glance.When the idol looked at him resentfully, he reached out and picked up the idol in his hand without hesitation.

The moment the slender nails touched the statue, the strange statue suddenly sneered.

"Is the real body the weakness?" Ji Hui was thoughtful.

He could feel that the human-faced fox in front of him was as capable as him, or even more powerful.However, because the other party's weakness lies in Zhen's body, he was lured by Ji Hui and spread his grievances to pursue Jing Cen.

So now we are in a weak position.

The soil under his feet gradually turned red, and the image of the half-human, half-fox god suddenly became hideous, gradually creating a bloody mist in front of his eyes.

There was a sharp creaking sound in his ears, Ji Hui's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up when he saw the resentment emerging from his feet.

"May I refuel?"

"Thank you."

His raven hair, which hung loose on his wedding dress, suddenly grew longer.

Those venomous resentments shrank back when they touched him, and this piece of blood soil buried with god statues became his breeding ground.

The color of Ji Hui's nails became more and more beautiful, and his pale face was slightly stained with blood.As he absorbed this locust tree as a nutrient, the human-faced fox's expression became more and more angry.

There was also some apprehension faintly mixed in.

Soon, when the blood in the soil became less and less.

There was a crack in the weird clay sculpture, Ji Hui looked at it with narrow phoenix eyes and raised his eyebrows.

"How else are you going to attack me?"

If he guessed correctly, all the abilities of this human-faced fox statue come from the bloody soil under the locust tree, which is why people buried the real body here.

When absorbing the blood and soil, Ji Hui roughly understood the matter.

As the village head said earlier, a villager accidentally dug out this strange looking valuable god statue from the mountain after a heavy rain a few years ago, and then was bewitched by the god statue and brought the god statue back to the village.

The human-faced fox promised to make the villagers live forever, and changed the legs and eyes of the villagers. After tasting the power of the ghost fox, the villagers gave their bodies to the human-faced fox and began to worship it. Looking forward to swapping out more places.

And from time to time, lure. Lure. Passers-by to give it a taste.

As for this piece of blood and soil.

After this ghost came to Minshan Village, he found that under the locust tree was a good place to raise zombies, so he asked the villagers to bury himself here, and then set up an ancestral hall in the village, and put his body in the ancestral hall.

"You are also a dove occupying a magpie's nest."

"I'll help you finish eating, right?"

On the surface, Ji Hui doesn't care, but he is provoking the human-faced fox step by step.

He could feel that this ghost thing was still preparing a big move.

Can't make it work.He thought casually, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were extremely mocking.

"Last time you treated me to nourishing soul incense, and this time it's blood and soil nourishment again, I'm really a little embarrassed..."

The bloody soil and the long hair faced each other, a ghost and a god were silently confronting each other.

Everyone was waiting for the other party to strike first, but the irritable statue was still angered by Ji Hui.

Just after Ji replied, he suddenly paused with his fingertips, and for a moment felt that he was being pulled into a strange ghost in the surrounding blood mist.

It's done.

Surrounded by gloomy surroundings, he raised his eyebrows, realizing that this was the statue's last hole card.

Is it a ghost formed by the locust tree?

At this time, Ji Hui had absorbed enough resentment, the blood on his wedding dress deepened, and he suddenly laughed.

Just as the statue had a bad premonition, it opened its eyes wide and saw the color of blood covering the sky and the sun.

Ji Hui wasn't affected by the ghost at all, he just turned around.He bit his finger, recalled the spell in the abyss game, and drew it lightly.

The idol opened its eyes wide, not expecting a ghost to draw symbols.

And...it is vaguely afraid of this talisman.

It looked shocked, and then, a tearing pain hit.Not only did it just create a ghost creature that hadn't been finalized yet, but the body that had been shattered when it confronted Ji Hui before also collapsed inch by inch under the talisman.

The talisman with strong murderous aura tore apart the ghost creature, Ji Hui put away the smile on his face, and sighed in his heart, thinking why his body was so weak.

But fortunately...it's over.

When the talisman was torn, his long nails lifted slightly, crushing its real body.

Guihu didn't expect that this ghost in the wedding dress would be a murderer as soon as he came up, and there was no room for turning around. His final expression was fixed on the unbelievable hatred.

Ji Hui shook his head after finishing packing up.

Playing in the abyss for so long, what he has learned the most is not to talk nonsense.

After all... It is not uncommon for people to die from talking too much.

After withdrawing his hand, he suddenly squinted his eyes, lowered his head, and saw his palm.

Among the slender fingers, there is a small seed-like thing.It appeared after crushing the real body of the idol.

What is this thing?

Ji Hui has killed so many ghosts, but he has never seen this before.

The surrounding grievances subsided, and even the rain was much less.Ji Hui looked at the seed with a frown, feeling a little familiar.But at this time Jing Cen came over.He paused, and after hearing the call from the village, he suppressed his desire for seeds and put away his things.

"Hey."

"are you there?"

After Jing Cen was saved, he breathed a sigh of relief, especially after seeing several villagers surrounding him suddenly rolled their eyes and fainted, he confirmed the situation.

The spirit behind it must have subdued the idol!

Jing Cen stood up, and at this time hurriedly came to look for Ling Ling.

Because the villagers had already fainted, he was a little bolder at this time, and dared to make a noise at night.

The hoarse voice of the youth resounded in the night.

In Jihui, Palm turned around and came out from behind the tree.

"Hey?"

"Where are you?"

Jing Cen didn't know the name of the spirit behind it, so he could only call him "Hi".He yelled several times, and just when he thought that no one would respond, a voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"never mind?"

The cold and joking voice was very familiar, and Jing Cen's heart skipped a beat.

He turned his head and saw nothing but a big locust tree.

"Are you at the locust tree?" He asked tentatively.

Ji Hui wiped his fingertips.

"Ah."

"Just settled the matter."

"It has ended?"

Although Jing Cen had some guesses, he couldn't help being a little nervous when he heard what Ling Ling said.The arrogant and domineering young man became like this in just two days, which made Ji Hui a little amusing.

"It's over..."

He deliberately paused, and when he saw Jing Cen frowning, he mercifully finished the second half of the sentence.

"The idol is broken."

"There should be no more ghosts in the village."

"Are you okay just now?"

Ji Hui didn't know what happened to Jing Cen.But looking at the other party's embarrassed appearance, you can roughly guess it.

Jing Cen heard that he cared about himself.Shaking his head, he felt a little complicated.

If the spirit behind him hadn't found the real body of the statue just in time to attack, he might really have died.The feeling of life and death just now has not been forgotten.

Listening to the ridicule from the spirit behind him, it was rare for him to lose his irritability and fear.

After holding back for a long time, after a moment of being slightly cold by my side, I still said: "Thank you."

Looking back, Ji Hui was a little surprised, it seemed that the young master was too scared tonight.

But he smiled lightly, just when Jing Cen thought he would continue to say casual words.

Ji Hui said, "It was you who saved you."

"If you hadn't distracted the villagers, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me now."

"You should thank yourself." Jing Cen froze for a moment.

Ji Hui's attention is no longer here.

"Let's go."

"Find the crew first."

Although the idol has been removed now, they have not completely escaped.

I still have to find the crew first, borrow one or two mobile phones that still have power, and see if there is a signal after the weather clears, and whether I can contact the outside.

……

The people in the crew were drugged and unconscious by the villagers on the first night, and they didn't know what happened these days.

Jing Cen easily found the crew following the prompts from the spirit behind him, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"how do you know?"

Ji Hui was still thinking about the seeds he had just obtained from the statue. He held the seeds in his hand, and after hearing Jing Cen's words, he glanced at the other party:

"Because I'm a ghost."

Jing Cen: ...

This also makes sense.

It's just that when he heard the spirit behind him talking about ghosts, he thought of the feeling he had when he drew symbols on his hands with dead branches, and suddenly became curious: "What do ghosts look like?"

Just as he was about to ask, the phone rang.

Jing Cen didn't find a mobile phone with power, but found a power bank in the crew, and barely charged his phone.

When the phone rang, he subconsciously picked it up.

"Hey?"

Ji Hui glanced at the note on his phone.

Thank you?

The protagonist Gong of the Celestial Master in the original book?