In the early morning, there was a cry that woke up the ghost crying.

Last night, I slept in my clothes, so I didn't have to get dressed and got up and went out.

The cry came from a room with the door open, and two men stood in the door with gloomy expressions, and the children tried to look inside, but they pushed them out.

Ghost Cry walked in, saw a man and a woman lying on the bed, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

A woman wiped her tears and replied, "Eighteen didn't survive yesterday, and his daughter-in-law hanged herself and followed." ”

Eighteen, the man lying on the bed. His face was pale, and one of his arms was gone.

It was the child lying on the edge of the bed who was crying. The child's parents died, and the eighteenth husband and wife were his second uncle and aunt. Now, the second uncle and aunt have also gone.

Early in the morning, this happened, and everyone's faces were not good-looking.

The child cried so much that he fainted and was taken away. The crowd worked together to cremate them.

When the fire was lit, the sleeping child suddenly rushed out and was about to rush into the fire, but was grabbed by two women and dragged back.

The child lacked strength and could not break free, and let out a cry of despair. One sound after another, echoing over the entire village.

The crow flew and stood on the roof. Looking down, after echoing a few times, he lowered his head and sorted out his feathers.

The bell shakes gently to make a crisp ringtone. Ghost Cry glanced at the red flames, turned and walked towards the entrance of the village.

So many people died yesterday, and the smell of blood in the village lingered, and even if all the bodies had been cremated, it was still inevitable that something would be attracted.

Cross the trail and reach the halfway slope of a hill. The heart and eye technique work, and the turtle breath technique works.

After blocking the sense of hearing, the visual range is greatly increased, and it is possible to see farther in an instant. In the bamboo forest in the distance, something hovered over there, watching the dead village in the distance.

Devil Cry pinched the bell, and the bell stopped. Then, he touched it lightly.

As he got closer, Devil Cry saw what it was.

In appearance, he looks a bit like a human. It's just that it looks very deformed, the body is curled, and the back is high and bulging, like a huge hump. Since she was wearing a wide robe, she couldn't see what the hump-like thing on her back looked like.

His long tousled hair fell down and dangled in front of him, hiding his hollow eyes behind him. It was as if the nose had been cut off, leaving only two hollow holes. A mouth is extraordinarily large, upturned upward, like a curved moon, forming an eerie smile.

His skin was white, like pigskin, with transparent hair. His hands and feet are long and thin at the same time, like four chopsticks, and because of this, his limbs are not strong enough and he often walks on the ground.

Soul Trap, that's his name. However, he is not a ghost, but a product of extreme distortion like a demon, just like the painted skin.

Unlike Painted Skin, the Soul Trap has more bizarre abilities and is rarer.

He did not like places where there were many living people, but places where there were many dead people. He often haunts plague-stricken lands and kills others to get what he needs.

This kind of guy is extremely harmful.

He attracted a large number of dead people, and if he stayed in this place for a long time, the number of dead people would rise sharply, and eventually even become a dead place.

"They are husband and wife, you killed them, right?"

Ghost Cry was asking, but it was undoubtedly sure.

The ghost turned his head violently, the tattered gray robe on his body trembled, and the iron chains tied to his hands and feet made a sound of friction, and the word "prisoner" was particularly dazzling.

It seems that when he was still a man, he was a prisoner.

In the sound of the friction of iron chains, Ghost Cry's eyelids drooped slightly, although it was not obvious, but there was indeed a sign of this.

When the spirit was slightly in a trance, the evil thoughts broke the body and the bell shook. As the bell rang, Ghost Cry raised his feet and walked towards him.

"Almost caught your way. ”

As he spoke, surging evil thoughts poured out of his body like a flood, and rushed towards the soul detainer at the sound of the bell.

When they looked at each other, the ghost couldn't take his eyes off, and was locked by the ghost's crying eyes, feeling an invisible pressure to suppress him, his limbs were hundred, he couldn't move, and he watched the ghost cry and stroll, and slowly pulled out the long knife.

Choke!

The long knife was drawn completely, and the scabbard fell to the ground.

The early morning sunlight slanted down, through the dense bamboo leaves, and fell to the ground, forming mottled points of light.

A few rays of light fell on the long knife, reflecting a scorching light.

With a single slash, the head of the Soul Trap was split open.

Blood splattered more than a kilometer, and it rained blood, which was blocked by the hat of the ghost crying.

Thump!

The body fell to the ground.

Devil Cry stepped forward and lifted his prison uniform, revealing his hump.

Above, the distorted faces or make silent screams, or stupid giggles, or look at you greedily, dense and creepy. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would be scared to pee on the spot, or even be scared crazy.

And with the blessing of demonic energy, it can steal people's minds and make people do irrational things. And in this dense face, Ghost Cry found the eighteen couples.

When the big mouth was in the middle of it, he unconsciously came to the feet of Ghost Cry and handed out the scabbard, Ghost Cry took the scabbard, put away the long knife, and then pulled out the short knife, and half-knelt down, and finally reached the hump with human faces.

A knife was inserted, and then it was broken, and a beating sarcoma was seen, shaped like a heart.

This is a precious medicinal material, and this thing is needed to refine the Ecstasy Pill. Of course, the premise must be to deal with it well. That's it, but it doesn't work.

There is no condition to deal with it now, mainly because there is no time. He had to go back as soon as possible, otherwise something would inevitably happen.

Oni Cried looked at the disgusting sarcoma, and then looked down at the big mouth, which trembled.

After three months, Big Mouth has successfully reverted back to its gray appearance. However, Devil Cry knows what it is, and has tried to wash this guy clean more than once, but this guy is a slippery head, and he always dodges it again and again.

Since you're already so dirty, it doesn't matter how dirty it is!

Feeling the malice coming from the ghost cry, the big mouth curled up into a ball.

After a while, Big Mouth was easily subdued by Ghost Cry, and then, used to pretend to be a sarcoma.

It was used to hold such a disgusting thing, and felt the terrible liquid penetrate the body, and some of it remained in the body, and the big mouth almost collapsed.

Returned to the village without incident. The ringtone of the ghost crying is extraordinarily intimidating. Ordinary little demons don't dare to act rashly.

In the afternoon, a team of people came here in groups, led by Cai Wei and Uncle Yang.