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finally walked to the town, but a group of people were too scared to do it.

Paper money is flying all over the street, everywhere is dressed in linen and filial piety, crying and crying, almost every house has a white flag hanging at the door, a coffin.

, Yang Ling hurriedly put down the foreign woman on his back, and then grabbed a middle-aged man to ask about the situation, only to know that last night, more than a dozen people suddenly died in the town, and almost at the same time.

Dead people are no strangers to Yang Ling, I saw a dense number of dead people last night, full of bones in the cave, and if he hadn't come in time, these few people around him would have become dead.

But so many people died at the same time, and the time was such a coincidence, that is, at about half past eight last night, and at that time, it was the time when he was fighting with the huge strange insect in the cave, and later he collected the big insect into the boundary weapon.

Could it be ...... Is the death of these people related to that big bug?

Yang Ling suddenly felt a little chill all over his body, he remembered the old man who asked for directions yesterday, his expression was a little wrong at that time, and he immediately ran to the old man's house.

Sure enough, when Yang Ling arrived, there was also a pitch-black coffin in front of the house, with white flags fluttering, and several people kneeling next to them wearing linen and filial piety to burn incense and paper, looking sad.

Yang Ling is a little strange, these people are obviously Thai, but they all speak some Chinese, and the name of this place is also very Chinese, even the scene after the death of the person, it looks no different from the funeral in China.

Suddenly, a boy with his head hanging down looked up and saw Yang Ling, and immediately pointed at it and shouted loudly, "It's him, it's him, it's him......"

Just when Yang Ling was wondering if he was going to continue to sing "Our Hero ~ Little Nezha", a sentence popped out of the boy's mouth, "That's what this person asked Grandpa about the ghost village yesterday! Catch him." ”

Before Yang Ling could understand, he watched the family surround themselves.

The movement here immediately caused a chain reaction, and even with the stick and Dou Yuntao, they were surrounded by the people of the town.

Damn, what's going on?

Yang Ling felt bad, remembering that when he came to ask for directions last night, almost everyone was reluctant to answer, could it be that the affairs of the ghost village had reached the point where he couldn't even ask, he suddenly felt even more mysterious about the weird insect, and dying if he asked was like getting pregnant when he touched it, it was a very terrifying thing.

It's scary to think about.

"Kill them~"

A man dressed in linen and filial piety suddenly roared, and the whole town immediately surged with excitement, and several women around Dou Yuntao suddenly screamed in fright, and then banged a few times, obviously someone had already started to move.

Your uncle's!

Yang Ling couldn't help but twitch a few times, and then a wave of vitality was released.

"Stop~!"

With Yang Ling roaring, in an instant, the entire town was suddenly enveloped by an inexplicable fierce momentum, and all the people trembled a few times almost at the same time, feeling that they had fallen into the ice cave, and their whole bodies involuntarily began to tremble, and then looked at Yang Ling in horror.

Yang Ling's eyes swept from the crowd around him, and he suddenly pointed at a man, "You, come out and tell me, what happened?"

The man came out trembling, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "It was you who came to ask for directions yesterday, so these people died last night!"

Yang Ling stared at him and said with a very serious expression: "I don't know what you are talking about? But we just came back from the ghost village, but we are all standing here well, why are we not dead? I don't believe what you say, please open the coffins, I want to see if they are dead?"

Although the people around him were trembling in their hearts at this time, they were full of anger at what Yang Ling said, and they wanted to do it but they didn't dare to, although they were suppressed by his momentum, it still caused a commotion.

It is taboo to open the coffin and dig the grave.

Seeing the angry faces of these people, Yang Ling turned his mind, reached behind his back and took out a Taoist robe, this is the last time he spent a hundred yuan in Wudang Mountain to buy a ticket to enter the mountain, he put on the Taoist robe with a shake of his hand, and then Shi Shiran put on a hat, and finally tidied up his clothes and hats, coughed lightly and said: " I'm a Taoist priest from China to catch ghosts, and yesterday I asked for directions to go to the ghost village to catch ghosts, and now the ghosts in Balang Village have been caught by us, as for what happened in your town, I don't know, but I suggest you open the coffin for me to see, maybe they are just entangled by the little ghosts and not dead?"

Seeing Yang Ling's sanctimonious appearance in a Taoist robe at this time, the crowd became commotion again.

"You say you're a ghost hunter, but what about your magic weapons......? And ......" The man who was named by Yang Ling just now was obviously not fooled, but he didn't dare to say anything later.

Belch~

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, his hand grabbed in the air, and a pitch-black wooden fish appeared in his hand out of thin air.

This is the magic weapon he practiced and made, there is only one formation in it, it has no effect, it is to expand the sound, but this sound is not an ordinary sound, but a magic sound, once the vitality is triggered, a huge sound wave will burst out inside, of course, this sound wave can only be used to muddle people below the qi realm, but right now, for these ordinary people, the lethality is huge, if Yang Ling knocks it down with all his strength, it is estimated that people within a radius of several kilometers will immediately explode their heads into rotten watermelons.

A Taoist priest took out a wooden fish, and the scene was obviously very weird.

But the people around them didn't have any suspicions, because Yang Ling's volley spell had already suppressed them.

"Knock~~"

Yang Ling's small wooden hammer gently knocked on the wooden fish, and a sound like the impact of Huang Zhong Da Lu sounded in the town, like a thunderbolt, and then an invisible sound wave rolled out from the wooden fish, like an angry sea, and swept out violently.

The paper money all over the ground is like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, whistling into a wave, and it is blown away without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the white flags inserted on the ground are also windless, whiring and fluttering, and the long white paper ribbon is torn off and rolled away.

In the blink of an eye, the town was clean, leaving only a group of stunned residents and a row of dark coffins.

The sound of the air was lingering, and the sound of the sky falling apart was still echoing in everyone's ears. (To be continued.) )