Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

As soon as the voice came, the "Jiang Dao" in front of him paused, his palms were withdrawn instantly, and he turned back in an unimaginably strange arc, grabbing behind him.

But the burly figure behind him, his pupils turned cold, and his ferocious five fingers instantly exerted force, with a terrifying fiery force, with a puff, the five fingers directly pierced the top of the opponent's skull.

boom!

ah!

Terrifying power penetrated down, and the fake 'Jiang Dao' suddenly let out a series of ear-piercing screams, and his face was changing rapidly as if melting.

However, his two palms remained undiminished, and with terrifying force, they continued to stab hard at Jiang Dao's chest behind him.

When the old Taoist Linghu heard the sound, he was shocked for a moment, and finally realized what happened.

Was the Jiang Dao just now fake?

He turned around in a hurry, activated the white dust in his hand, and shot out hundreds of white silk threads in an instant, densely packed, like strange spider threads, with terrifying power, and instantly entangled towards the body of the fake 'Jiang Dao'.

However, before his floating dust actually pierced Jiang Dao's body, Jiang Dao's big hand grabbed the body of the fake 'Jiang Dao' and smashed it directly towards the cave wall on one side.

Boom!

The sound was terrifying, and the strength of this blow was unknown.

It was as if a heavy hydraulic press had pressed the body of the fake 'Jiang Dao' against the wall, the entire cave wall was shaken suddenly, and cracks were densely covered.

The fake 'Jiang Dao' let out a stern scream, and his body was shriveled and sunken, like a bedbug, making a muffled noise, and his whole body became bloody and bloody in an instant, leaving only half of his body still in Jiang Dao. hands.

Its face changed rapidly, and it quickly changed from Jiang Dao's previous appearance to a pale middle-aged man with a dead air around his neck.

Even under Jiang Dao's blow, the middle-aged man's entire neck, as if dismantling joints, quickly moved sideways and broke directly from the neck, filled with bursts of pungent and rancid smell.

Only one pale head remained in Jiang Dao's hands.

The bloody upper body fell directly to the ground,

There was a muffled clatter.

Jiang Dao's face was gloomy, he looked at the head in his hand, and then at Linghu's body, "Are you okay?"

"No, nothing."

Old Daoist Linghu's face was pale, and he felt lingering fear.

Just now the fake 'Jiang Dao' appeared beside him, but he couldn't see any problem!

Soon, Old Daoist Linghu looked at the head in Jiang Dao's hand, and his face changed, "Master Jiang, what exactly is this? Why can't the other party feel a trace of yin energy?"

"I don't even know what's going on."

Jiang Dao shook his head dully, and looked at the panel in front of him again.

I saw that the number of revisions on the panel was still 0 times.

In other words, what is being killed now is still not an evil spirit!

This time something is beyond imagination!

But at this moment, the originally incomparably dense blue mist in all directions began to disperse rapidly, receding like a tide, and soon the entire cave wall became clearly visible without any hindrance.

But the eyes of Jiang Dao and Linghu Laodao sank at the same time.

Not far from them, densely packed, a large group of corpses appeared, lying on the ground, all without heads. Looking at the clothes on them, it was obvious that they were born in poverty, and their skin was extremely rough.

Jiang Dao could tell at a glance that these people were definitely former miners!

With his head in his hands, he walked towards the pile of corpses, his eyes glanced, extremely sharp, like light and electricity, sweeping around the dark cave wall.

The corpses were piled up together, all of them were extremely strange, and there was not even a drop of blood.

The wound on the neck was neat and uniform, as if it had already grown solid.

Jiang Dao couldn't help but look at the head in his hand again, and suddenly his face changed slightly.

I saw that this head was originally a pale head, but after leaving the body, it rotted at an unimaginable speed, the skin swelled up, and there were pus in many places.

"That evil spirit can dismantle people's heads at will!"

Jiang Dao condensed his voice, "But after the head is removed, it must be installed on a new body, otherwise it will rot!"

Old Daoist Linghu's face was surprised, but he quickly understood, nodded and said, "That's right, it should be like this!"

But suddenly, Jiang Dao frowned again.

Among the pile of corpses, he directly found a few that were not right.

Jiang Dao gently kicked these corpses away, and saw that their bodies obviously seemed to have been dead for a long time, thick spots appeared on the skin, and even in the cold winter, they were slightly rotten.

"These corpses should be the first people to have an accident. Someone should have disappeared in this mine a long time ago!"

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

He suddenly frowned, and found a pack of medicinal materials in the arms of one of the corpses.

Jiang Dao bent down and gently tore off the outer packaging of the medicinal materials.

I saw two lines of faint red writing on it.

Zhangjiacun!

Wang Kee Pharmacy!

Generally speaking, pharmacies have such a rule that where the medicine is picked up, the place where the medicine was picked up will be written on the oiled paper wrapped in the medicine for publicity.

"He is from Zhang Family Village!"

Old Taoist Linghu said in surprise.

"Let's go to Zhangjia Village!"

Jiang Dao opened his mouth, held the head in his hand, and strode outside.

Old Taoist Linghu hurriedly followed behind.

The cold wind was howling outside, which was still a bit biting.

Not long.

Jiang Dao and Linghu Laodao finally came out of the dark cave. As soon as they came out, Jiang Dao threw the head at Yan Wushuang's feet, "Find someone to identify him, and see who he is?"

Yan Wushuang's face changed, and immediately asked a group of helpers to meet up quickly and come to identify him.

Soon the former gang member recognized the person on the ground, and said in surprise, "Back to the gang leader, this is Guo San, the mine boss here, Guo San, I often drink with him!"

"It's fine if you can match up."

Jiang Dao's tone was indifferent, he shook his palm to dispel the smell, looked up in the direction of Zhangjiacun, and said, "Let's go, let's go to the village!"

He took a step and walked straight forward.

Yan Wushuang, who was next to him, was shocked, and quickly followed Jiang Dao, saying, "Master, have all the miners been killed?"

Jiang Dao nodded indifferently.

"Is it really the work of some strange and evil spirit?"

Yan Wushuang asked.

"I don't know yet, I will only know when I arrive in Zhangjiacun!"

Jiang Dao said.

Yan Wushuang didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The horse team of dozens of people began to move forward again, rushing towards the village they passed by when they came.

Ten minutes later, the small village came into view again.

I don't know if it's a psychological illusion, but when they passed the village again this time, everyone felt a trace of invisible oppressive aura.

It's as if this is not a village, but an invisible monster, which makes people feel unspeakably oppressive.

Jiang Dao's body stepped out of the carriage, his eyes were indifferent, and he quietly watched the entire ruined village.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go in immediately.

Suddenly, the door of a family in the village opened.

An old man with a stooped body picked up a wooden basin and poured the sewage out of the basin.

"Master, is there anyone in the village?"

Yan Wushuang was shocked.

Jiang Dao also narrowed his eyes, and the heavenly master looked at the old man with his divine eyes.

Everything in the old man's body was as usual, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Even the neck is extremely normal, unlike other people I met before, full of lifelessness.

Now even Jiang Dao frowned.

"Yan Wushuang, take someone to wait outside."

Jiang Dao gave an order and looked at Old Taoist Linghu, "Master Daoist, let's go in!"

"good!"

Old Daoist Linghu also nodded slightly.

The old man at this moment retreated into the yard again after pouring the sewage in the tub and closed the door.

Not long after, Jiang Dao came to the old man's door and knocked lightly.

"Old man..."

bang bang bang!

The voice rang out.

"Who is it?"

An old voice came from the yard.

"We are passers-by, can we ask for a bowl of water?"

There was a sound of shambling footsteps, and then there was a creaking sound from the door.

The old man from before opened the door again, raised a pair of cloudy old eyes, and looked at Jiang Dao and Linghu Laodao. After seeing Jiang Dao's height and build, the old man was obviously startled and a little uneasy.

"Strong... I don't know what to do with a strong man?"

Jiang Dao frowned, carefully looking at the old man in front of him.

Same as I saw before!

The old man did not have a trace of yin or death in him!

It looks no different from a living person.

"Old man, do you live at home by yourself? Is there no one else at home?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Old... the old man has been living alone, what's wrong?"

The old man said uneasy.

"It's nothing. I heard that a lot of people went missing in our village not long ago. Does the old man know?"

Jiang Dao cut to the chase and asked.

"Missing person?"

The old man was stunned, and then quickly denied, "This is absolutely impossible. Our village is very small, and the number of people in each household is very clear to the old man. If someone is missing, the old man will definitely know it long ago."

"There are still many people living in this village?"

Jiang Dao frowned again.

"That's right. There are eighty-nine people in our village. They have lived here all the time. No one has ever disappeared."

The old man patted his chest to assure.

Jiang Dao was silent for a moment, and suddenly, he shot like lightning, grabbed the old man's head like lightning, quickly pulled his neck away, and looked towards it.

Just for a moment, Jiang Dao's face changed slightly.

Everything on the other party's neck was normal, and there were no traces of incisions.

He withdrew his palm again, thinking about it.

The old man was startled, showing horror, and hurriedly backed up, "You...what are you going to do? Are you going to rob my old man? Come, come, come, someone is coming to rob!"

He screamed desperately.

Other families in the village heard the movement one after another.

Without even thinking about it, many strong men grabbed their hoes and sticks, opened the door quickly, and rushed out.

"Who is it? Which bastard dares to rob our village chief!"

Someone yelled and rushed over.

Jiang Dao swept his head back, golden flames appeared in his pupils, quickly swept over every villager, and his suspicions grew deeper and deeper.

Everything is very normal!

None had a problem!

"How...it shouldn't be..."

Jiang Dao murmured.

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