Ma Chengfeng asked the location of the deceased's grave, and led his men straight to a barren mountain south of the river, on the barren mountain is the cemetery of this small fishing village, it is said that the small fishing village was established more than 300 years ago, and hundreds of people have been buried.

He led his men to the bottom of the mountain, looked up, and sure enough, the mountains were full of graves, and some old tombs even had no tombstones. The cemetery was overgrown with dead weeds, and from time to time, wild dogs were infested with them.

"Brother Feng, where do you look? Is it a personal figure? The men shook their flashlights halfway up the mountain, and sure enough, a figure in the shadows of the trees was slowly walking towards the top of the mountain. But there were too many trees on the mountain, and soon, his figure disappeared into the woods.

"Huh? Say what about you! Stand down! Get down! Several men shouted at the mountain.

"No need to shout, just a few of you can still scare him?" Ma Chengfeng said lightly.

"Brother Feng, don't you look down on your brothers too much, although the blind man is an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, but at least our brother has a pair of bright moves, he can't see anything, as long as Brother Feng, you give an order, you say, if you want to live or die, we will go up and get people!" One by one, his subordinates are eager to try, and they all want to make money.

"Huh...... How many of you? Just a few of you? I'm really not trying to scare you, even if you rush up and surround that blind man, it's no match for anyone, and if he wants to kill you, it's just a snap of a finger! "The people of the rivers and lakes have always only known that Ma Xiaofeng knows some occult arts and is a feng shui master, but few people know that this old thing is very good at secret weapons, and he practiced qigong for a few years when he was young.

This old thing's kung fu is unfathomable, no one has really probed his bottom, maybe even Ma Chengfeng may not have any sweetness when he fights with him.

The miserable white moonlight sprinkled on this lonely tomb mountain, Ma Chengfeng climbed halfway up the mountain along the rugged mountain road, and soon, the sound of flowing water on the shore behind him was swallowed up by the yin wind on the tomb mountain, and then looked back, his subordinates were holding flashlights one by one to help him illuminate, their mouths were closed as if they were saying something to themselves, but they couldn't hear anything.

The shadows of the trees in the forest are swaying, almost every old tree is a grave, this southerner does not know what the habit is, there will be absolutely no trees in front of the grave in the northeast, maybe the main family has long been without a queen.

"Blind, come out, let's talk?" Ma Chengfeng's tone was very calm, he didn't need to shout loudly, he knew, he could hear, his ears were sharper than anyone else's.

"Why kill Khasilla?"

"Is the loss of holy water in the Hanshui River related to you?"

"Was the fortune of the Chu family and the Lei family stolen by you?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Blind? I ask you what to say, answer me! ”

Ma Chengfeng continued to ask questions, but he couldn't hear anything in his ears except for the whirring wind.

Whew...... Hulala...... Hulala...... Woowoo...... Woowoo......

The yin wind roared, the sound of the wind seemed to engulf everything in the forest, once the wind was strong enough to a certain extent, it would become a noise, and Ma Chengfeng could hardly concentrate when he heard the sound of the wind, and the buzzing movement kept vibrating on its eardrums, which made him a little dizzy.

He shook his head, how could this be? What the hell is he going to do?

"Brother Feng...... Come down! Come down? In a trance, Ma Chengfeng seemed to hear his subordinates under the mountain shouting loudly to him, but soon, their shouts were completely swallowed by the yin wind.

The grave mountain flew sand and rocks, and the small pebbles, small grains of sand and branches were blown into his face by the strong wind, and he was hit with a hot pain. Ma Chengfeng covered his eyes with his hands, squinted his eyelids and looked halfway up the mountain, and saw that there seemed to be a figure standing in front of the halfway mountain, the figure was very blurry, and there was an ancient tomb in front of him. It's him! It must be the blind fairy horse howling wind!

"Blind...... Blind? You...... What exactly do you want to do? You...... Are you still the blind man I know Ma Chengfeng? Ma Chengfeng roared angrily, but when he opened his mouth, all the sand and soil in the wind blew into his mouth, and his mouth was bitter.

The wind that had made him frantic was blowing too much, and his eyes were covered with sand and gravel, and there was a large gray patch everywhere. In the field of vision, the whole mountain is shaking slightly, no, it may not be the mountain that is shaking, but his vision, his brain, this feeling is so uncomfortable, his head is about to explode.

"Huh...... Hum...... Hey...... Ha ha...... Hahaha......" Suddenly, in the yin wind, a cold laughter came into his ears one after another, and the laughter kept coming from all directions, and Ma Chengfeng couldn't identify its direction.

What is certain is that it was not the laughter of the old blind man, the voice was inexplicably cold, and it was not monophonic, and the person who listened to it almost had a numb scalp.

"Hahahaha...... Hehehe...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Countless laughter kept pouring into my ears, including men, women, old people, and children......

Ma Chengfeng turned around and hurriedly looked around, this is not unseemly, at a glance, he was almost frightened to roll down the mountain, countless figures in all directions of the tomb are shaking in front of him, these people seem to have all ages, the oldest is still wearing the official robe of the Ming Dynasty, and the most recent clothes are similar to themselves. They surrounded Ma Chengfeng, and there was no next move, just looking at him and sneering.

What are these things? Ghost? If it's a ghost in a cave, you shouldn't dare to touch yourself, right? I have the Seven Star Blades!

"Get the hell out of the way!!" Ma Chengfeng roared angrily, and pulled out the Seven Star Blade from his waist. But those lonely ghosts were not moved at all, and they were still smiling strangely.

"Uh...... Hiss...... This...... What the hell is this? Dead blind man, what the hell are you going to do? Ma Chengfeng covered his ears in pain and didn't dare to listen to their sly laughter, but the laughter didn't seem to be a sound, even if he covered his ears tightly, those laughter still came in an endless stream of ears. That should be a trick!

Ma Chengfeng stabbed his finger with the Seven Star Blade, and the pain could barely allow him to concentrate temporarily. He understood that if it was a trick, there must be a spell nearby, or someone casting a spell. When I looked up, I saw that only the one who stood in front of the grave could do it.

"Old thing, if you don't accept the tricks, I'll be rude to you!" Ma Chengfeng shouted.

"Hahaha...... Hey, hey, hey...... "The smirk is still ......, it seems that the blind man is really with him this time!"

"Fuck your uncle! Look at the knives! Ma Chengfeng shouted, and threw out the seven-star blade at the man, and the seven-star blade flew through the wind and hit the person in front of the grave on the back.

(End of chapter)