The wind penetrated through the cracks in the wooden door, and the fire in the oil pot was blown slightly, so that the shadows reflected in the mud house also shook a few times.

The room was quiet, the jute curtain in front of the bed had been lifted, and only a lying figure could be faintly seen through the jute.

It was late at night after a long, long time, and suddenly there was a faint rustling sound like a person stepping on the sand.

The figure lying on the bed did not react, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was ringing in the house, as if it would seep into the bone marrow, but the figure on the bed did not move.

The rustling sound suddenly stopped, and the mud wall suddenly cracked...... Syllable...... The sound stretched from below the mud wall to the top, something was climbing the mud wall.

The sound of climbing the mud wall quickly turned into the click of stepping on the tiles, and the thing had climbed to the roof of the tiles.

It moved rapidly on the roof of the tiles, and then stopped in less than a moment.

The sound was completely gone, as if nothing had happened.

The tiled roof has a small skylight three inches long and wide, and the skylight has a glass piece that is obliquely covered, and the glass piece is quickly torn open, and an eyeball appears from the skylight.

The eyeball is large, only one round smaller than the entire skylight, and there is a red-dotted pupil in the middle of the dark green eyeball, and the red-dotted pupil slowly wanders.

After observing for a while, the eyeball fell through the skylight, and the falling eyeball was followed by drifting black smoke.

The black smoke crossed the eyeballs and fell to the ground first, conjuring up a three-legged and three-handed smoke figure to support the dark green eyeballs.

The dark green eyes of the cursed demon stared at the figure on the bed shrouded in yellow curtains, and it did not hesitate to pounce on the bed, it wanted to bring the sacrifice back.

The yellow curtains were torn to pieces, except for the human shape of a gray cotton quilt and wooden pillows stacked on the straw mat.

The dark green eyeballs of the cursed ghost suddenly contracted, and the red dots on the eyeballs were barely visible.

At this moment, a straight knife with fireworks silently pierced the curser's chest.

Snort, the flames burned with black mist, the black mist faintly had a tendency to disintegrate, the cursed ghost trembled, and the three smoke hands turned into sharp claws, wanting to stab backwards.

But the straight knife was faster than its sharp claws, and the straight knife cut through the black smoke all the way up without hindrance, and finally slashed at the dark green eyeball, and the moment it hit the dark green eyeball, the flame on the straight knife suddenly erupted and burned as if it had touched its prey.

A miserable roar spread from inside the house to the outside.

The black smoke rose and dispersed, and the dark green eyeballs were stained with red flames and burned, and soon burned into slag.

Zhou Fan drew a knife and looked at the black smoke rising up to the roof, and the black smoke slowly drifted away, along the cracks of the tiles and the skylight.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, this cursed ghost should be dead.

Zhou Fan glanced at the straight knife covered with red lines, and the straight knife was wrapped around two small flame talismans, this curse ghost was just a black tour-level monster, and it was nothing surprising that he was killed by such a knife.

It's just that this curse is so stupid that it made such a big move before it came, and why did it come in through the skylight when it made such a big move?

Zhou Fan didn't think about it anymore, the weirdness was unreasonable, he confirmed that his straight knife rune power had not been completely consumed, so he looked at the wooden door.

The dude came out from under the bed, and it also looked at the wooden door.

"Dude, do you feel it?" Zhou Fan asked.

The old man just stared at the wooden door, not making any sound, its eyes were puzzled, and it was obviously not sure if there was anything outside.

Zhou Fan had a calm face, in fact, he had always understood that the first curse ghost was not terrible, but the terrible thing was the man in black who was hiding in the shadows.

Ever since he confirmed Zhang He's intentions, he was wondering when Zhang He and they would come?

Zhou Fan quickly came to the conclusion that Zhang He would wait for the curse demon to come and fight with him before appearing, because no matter who wins or loses, this is the most suitable time for them!

Zhou Fan was very sure that they were outside the house.

They should have heard the screams of the cursed ghosts before they died, and they were probably getting infinitely closer to the outside of the house.

Zhou Fan used 'they' to describe it, intending to remind himself that the other party may be more than one person!

At this time, Zhou Fan didn't dare to rush out, and the other party didn't dare to rush in.

Confronted the people outside the house silently, Zhou Fan knew that this would be advantageous to him, and if the other party did not come in, there would only be benefits and no harm to him.

Zhang He They have special intentions for him, and they should be the ones who can't hold their breath, as long as they can't hold their breath and rush in, they will be the ones who suffer.

Zhou Fan paid part of his attention to the wooden door, and part of it to the skylight on the roof, which were the two places they were most likely to rush in.

The tips of the dude's ears suddenly moved, and it suddenly turned around and barked.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, behind his back!

The moment the old man barked, there was a bang on the wall behind him, and more than a dozen yellow mud bricks exploded, followed by a long sword that pierced straight at the yellow mud bricks.

Listening to the movement coming from behind, Zhou Fan's right wrist suddenly exerted force, and the straight knife slashed towards the back as he turned around.

It is difficult for such a blind firework straight knife to accurately slash the long sword.

But the man in black holding the long sword didn't want to be cut in two by Zhou Fan's straight knife after stabbing Zhou Fan to death, he changed the long sword of the straight stab, and the long sword body smashed the straight knife.

Swords collide and flames splatter.

Zhou Fan relied on this sword, which wanted to lose both, to force the man in black to change the direction of the sword, and both of them took a few steps back.

When he retreated, Zhou Fan stepped on it hard, so that his back did not hit the wooden door, but hit the mud wall.

Zhou Fan's eyes swept the wooden door vigilantly, and no one rushed in on the other side of the wooden door, which made him feel slightly relieved, which showed that there was only one person in black, otherwise the other party should have entered through the wooden door just now, and it was right to form a flanking attack with the man in black against Zhou Fan.

In this way, Zhou Fan is very likely to be injured in this pinch.

The room was filled with yellow mud and dust, and the man in black was still like last time, only a pair of eyes were peeked out of the hood, he looked at Zhou Fan coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know that I will come?"

If he hadn't known that he was back, he would have won the sword just now.

Zhou Fan sneered, the voice of the man in black was obviously disguised, he couldn't hear who the other party was, he just said: "Of course I know that you will come, I not only know that you will come, I also know who you are!"

The man in black stared at each other and said in a deep voice, "Impossible." ”

As soon as the man in black finished saying this, he quickly pasted a small flame talisman on his long sword with his left hand, because he found that Zhou Fan was actually willing to use two small flame talismans at a time.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan had already rushed over with a knife, he really didn't know who the man in black was, and what he said just now was just hoping to disrupt the mind of the man in black.

The man in black hurriedly parried, but there was no panic.

Swords and swords dance in the house!