Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

"There is indeed something dangerous here!"

He held down the "Nine Deaths Secret Puppet" hidden in his arms, thinking that he still had this trump card in his hand. Even if he encounters the worst situation, he can still use the secret method of the Immortal Puppet Sect to fake his death with a puppet and take the opportunity to escape.

"With this Nine Deaths Secret Puppet, it's not impossible to break into this place!"

The sedan stopped, and he lifted the curtain and looked outside. In front of you is a messy and dilapidated village of earthen houses.

Through the east street entrance, one can see a stretch of earthen walls, gray tiles, and houses. However, this gloomy village is lifeless, without any light or vitality.

The end of the long street was also pitch black, making it difficult to see clearly. He looked around again. Outside the village were secluded grass and mountains, with a breathtaking darkness. Although there seemed to be many houses on both sides, these houses all had a sense of illusion, as if they were unreal.

He Ping felt slightly chilled.

He knows that this village is unusual. If you stay in this environment for a long time, it will give people the illusion that the darkness at night is surrounding the surroundings layer by layer.

The night wind stirred the weeds, which was the sound of the palanquins passing by.

The paper puppet at the front of the sedan held a paper lantern in his hand, but the light could not shine for several feet.

I don’t know why, but the air in the village in the dark night is extremely cold, and it seems to be covered with a soft veil, and the firelight cannot easily penetrate.

After arriving here, He Ping realized a sense of violation. He thought about this for a moment and murmured the reason.

"...it's the sound."

He couldn't hear the insects.

Although you can hear the sound of wind and the sound of doors and windows clashing in your ears, you can never hear the chirping of insects or the sounds of animals in the mountains and forests...

He Ping, who noticed something strange, breathed evenly and stretched out his fingers to rub the center of his eyebrows. After a moment, a glimmer of light came out of his Niwan Palace, and the center of his eyebrows suddenly cracked, reflecting the outside scenery.

In an instant, his five senses of consciousness were also rapidly enlarged, and everything around him became detailed. This is the "Secret Technique of Sky Peeping" in "The Invisible Secret", which uses the soul to illuminate the void, reaching all directions and responding to nothing.

"Good guy!"

He Ping was startled.

This abandoned and dilapidated village is actually filled with a strong aura of death, gloom, and ghosts... Beyond the long street illuminated by the green flames of lanterns, behind the earthen walls and among the huts and shabby houses, there are also hidden figures with vague shapes. of ghosts...

——It can be seen from this that this is not a deserted village, this is clearly a ghost land! ! !

"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard a rumor that there is a ghost village in Beifu Prefecture that can move on its own. It has swallowed up many lives over the past hundred years. Could it be... that this is where it is referring to?"

He Ping looked thoughtful.

In the past, the legend of the Wandering Ghost Village was spread from time to time in Beifu Prefecture. He also tried to trace it, but found nothing. He did not expect to encounter it today.

"No wonder the tracking technique shows such strange signs. It turns out to be because of this ghost village."

He also had an estimate in his mind.

"So, where are the young man in green and the person who kidnapped him?"

In fact, he was quite confident about this. A pair of naked eyes was looking through the lifted curtain towards the end of the long street.

The ghost village is full of confusing illusions, and ordinary people will fall into confusion when they come here. The long street looks like a straight line, but in fact, once you mistakenly enter it, you may go in the wrong direction and fall into crisis.

Just now, he used the "Sky Peeping Secret Technique" to search for Qi and track the opponent's whereabouts. At this time, he found nothing. It seemed that the person was not in the village.

"Let's try again..."

He Ping activated the method again, and suddenly, his soul palace bloomed with light, shining in all directions, and essence, blood, and blood also poured into it.

As a mantra was chanted, his eyes seemed to be closed, but a white light shot out from the center of his eyebrows.

Buzz…

The soul palace fluctuated, and his sensitivity increased significantly. As a result of running this spell, his face gradually became a little pale, and his lips lost color.

"The possibility of errors in the tracking technique is extremely low. According to that, in which direction should it be?"

This time, he locked his eyes on a house at the end of the long street of this ghost village.

"The ancestral hall... looks like an ancestral hall. This should be the largest building in the entire village!"

He secretly watched with the Sky Sighting Technique, and the power of his soul stirred up a strong wind, and his mind instantly expanded several times.

Suddenly, He Ping felt that this ancient ancestral hall was like a giant beast, entrenched in the deepest part of the village, exuding a strange and unpredictable aura.

"Is it possible that... the other party is hiding in here, which is a bit troublesome?"

He Ping began to wonder if the other party was hiding in the house and all kinds of qi were mixed together, so he couldn't notice it.

Suddenly, a sharp and harsh sound echoed in my ears.

He Ping frowned. He could tell that it was the sound of an instrument. It seemed like someone was blowing a bamboo flute, and the noise sounded like a ghost trumpet and a howling like a wolf.

At this time, after listening to the ear, it felt like the vibrating sound made when pulling a huge and powerful bow string, but ordinary bow strings are not so loud, and it is so sharp that it is almost uncomfortable.

"Is this the sound of Hu Jia? Could it be the 'Ghost Wolf Jia' of the Hu Ma Gang?"

He Ping knew that this was a communication method used by the Huma Gang, and he was afraid that the members of the Huma Gang were mistakenly trapped here, so he played the Huma Gang and wanted to ask for help.

"madness."

He shook his head.

This group of people didn't even look at where this place was... If this was the outside world, using "Ghost Wolf Tomato" would be a good way to ask for help and send messages, but this kind of ghost land occupied by ghosts, this place didn't know How many sneaky things are lurking.

"Help...help!"

In the darkness, someone shouted loudly and ran out of the village while crawling. He Ping could see clearly at a glance that this person should be dressed as a swordsman from the Huma Gang.

The swordsman got up from the ground with a face full of horror. When he saw the sedan parked in front, he shouted for help.

"Please, help me, there are ghosts here...there are so many ghosts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the paper sedan slightly raised, and there was a loud "splash" sound, as if the air was compressed to the extreme, turning into dozens of thin invisible gray lines. It passed through the air and passed over the swordsman's body.

Suddenly, red lines appeared all over the man's body, and blood splattered with "puff" and "puff" sounds. One second it was fine, but the next second, the red lines collapsed, and the swordsman's body bones collapsed. The flesh from the head, body, arms, and abdomen turned into dice and fell to the ground.

The man was just torn apart and fell helplessly in a pool of blood.

"act recklessly."

He Ping took back his hand, his eyes cold.

In the cold night, a strange scene happened...

"...What a cruel person!"

A voice rang out.

The head that rolled to the ground was not dead yet. The swordsman's eyes were wide open, his face was covered in blood, and his mouth was grinding his teeth as if he was gnashing his teeth.

The half-broken neck was dripping with blood. The human-headed man raised his eyebrows and stared angrily as he gradually floated from the ground.

His face was ferocious and terrifying, and he was staring in the direction of the sedan, with hatred in his eyes.