Smack...... The sound could have knocked over a tile from the roof.

Gradually, his spirit relaxed, and his whole body relaxed. When is it a head? Is this kind of life of outlaw day and night really going to be with you for the rest of your life? Why can't you live the life of an ordinary person?

"Hey!" I don't know how long I slept, but in a trance, a woman's heavy sigh came from the room. Ma Chengfeng's nerves suddenly tensed, and a carp sat up. It was already cold in the hearth, there was no light around the room, and he squinted, but he couldn't see anything.

"Brother?" He shouted, maybe he was tired and asleep, and there was no movement on the roof, and the whole world seemed to be the last one left to gasp.

Something is wrong, there should be other living creatures in the house, the sigh is very real, it is definitely not from Chu Tianyue and the woman, they are all sleeping in the back room, and the sound is very close just now, as if it is within reach. If it were anyone else, there should always be footsteps, and his hearing was extremely acute, and such a close distance could never be ignored.

"Hey!" The man sighed again.

Ma Chengfeng only felt that the hairs on his body stood upside down, because he caught an inexplicable coldness in the air, which was like the feeling of sleeping in the coffin of a dead man when he was a child.

He silently recited the mantra in his heart, reversing his qi and blood, and in an instant, two faint green thieves bloomed in his eyes. In the eyes of the ghost, a woman sat on the dilapidated stool about three meters away in front of her, with her back to her, and her back was draped with a long black hair. He was wearing the coarse linen robes of the ancient ethnic minorities. It's the high priest of Miri!!

"Full Moon Night...... Dragon boat festival!!! Are you still here? Ma Chengfeng pulled out the Seven Star Blade and squinted his eyes.

"Give it back, give it back to me...... Give it back to me! The High Priest kept muttering this sentence, which should have been the wolf's head mask.

The light in the ghost's eyes flickered, and the dilapidated hut seemed to have changed, the windows, the stove, the door, the walls...... Everything seems to be a three-dimensional painting, and this picture scroll is being swallowed up by a demonic aura, and everything in the picture is gradually shattered, and finally reassembled into a gloomy tomb. The High Priest of Miri was sitting on his corpse platform, and the black length seemed to be endowed with mysterious life, fluttering with the yin wind.

Everything was predicted by Professor Monalo, and she really came on the night of the full moon. The yin qi in the night was very heavy, which made the aura of the high priest of Mili extremely powerful, and from three meters away from her, Ma Chengfeng could feel her boundless evil qi.

He took out the wolf-head mask from the cloth bag tucked under his waist. "Do you want it? Sorry, I can't give it to you! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Hey, hey, hey......" The high priest of Mili turned his back to him, and there was a chilling movement coming out of his mouth, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

She turned around slowly, thinking that this time she could see her face, but unexpectedly, her face was also obscured. With her cold laughter, her jet-black hair swam towards Ma Chengfeng like a demon snake with the yin wind.

Ma Chengfeng swung the Seven Star Blade and cut off her head with a knife, but now, his head on the ground was not "dead", and it was growing with a degree visible to the naked eye, twisting, and then wrapped around his feet and body. There are too many heads, if it is a lock, or a few sticks, it is still said. The ground was overwhelming, like countless ghost claws frantically grabbing at him, and no matter how sharp the Seven Star Blades in his hand were, they couldn't kill them all. In an instant, black had crawled all over his body, tying him up.

The endlessly growing Chang Xun climbed up in his face, and he felt a helplessness that he had never felt before, this world was not his own world, it was created by the high priest of Mili with evil methods, in this world, his skills could not be used, this world was distorted, and everything was manipulated by the creator.

"Uh...... Uh-huh......" wrapped around his neck, he couldn't breathe, his knife fell to the ground, and the last straw was lost. He wanted to shout, but his throat was already choked, and no sound came out.

If it was a nightmare, then the nightmare was never-ending, and neither his mind, nor his soul, nor his body could escape this nightmare.

The wolf head mask on her left hand was swept away by a lock of black, she walked over in a flutter, reached out and picked up the wolf head mask, brushed the length of her face with her white little hands, and buckled the mask towards her face......

At the moment when the wolf's head mask approached her face, only a piercing scream was heard, and the body of the high priest of Mili shook violently a few times, and then dissipated into a puff of black smoke. The wolf-headed mask fell from her hand and rolled back in front of Ma Chengfeng. The whole picture of the tomb began to shatter again, everything in the picture became distorted, and when the fragmented space was put back together, the dilapidated hut reappeared.

And Ma Chengfeng's own hands were pinching his neck, and he had his hand prints. The Seven Star Blade and the Wolf Head Mask were still not far from his feet, and he fell to the ground, his eyes bulging, and it was estimated that he would be strangled to death by himself in a few moments.

"Cheng Feng? How are you? Loosen up! Chu Tianyue broke the fingers of his hands and fed him saliva.

Ma Chengfeng gasped heavily, his face was already bloated due to severe lack of oxygen, there was no mirror in front of him, if he looked in the mirror, he would probably be frightened by his appearance. This face is no different from the dead man in the coffin. He wiped the cold sweat from his end, looked at Chu Tianyue in surprise, and then looked at the broken chair three meters away in front of him, fortunately, there was no one on the chair. It's terrible, curse! It's the curse of the High Priest of Miri! She never left herself, she always followed her, like a shadow.

Fortunately, Chu Tianyue got up just now and hugged the mute child to pee, which showed Ma Chengfeng's strange appearance. She was originally a descendant of the mountain movers, although these mountain movers, although they are also one of the four veins of tomb robbers, they are essentially different from ordinary tomb robbers. Since it is called the Tao, it is natural that there will be some Taoist techniques to ward off evil spirits. The mountain movers touch the gold and rely on these evil spells in their hands, even if they encounter the thousand-year-old dumplings in the coffin, they are not afraid.

(End of chapter)

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