Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

A group of people rushed in, looking for something to block the door.

After being temporarily safe, more than a dozen people stood in the yard, listening to each other's heavy breathing, and their childish faces were full of bewilderment and uneasiness.

No one expected that the first actual battle after leaving the training ground would be so cruel.

The life and death of the leading master is unknown.

Every ghost encountered was almost a doomsday situation, several companions were already dead, and the blood splashed on their faces was a warning to every ghost, this is not an exercise in the past!

Ghosts blocked the door, half body blood clothes blocked the road.

Living in a weird old village where even the grand master couldn't get out, the despair in everyone's hearts is increasing every minute and every second.

"Don't be dazed, come with me." Zhao Xiaodong shouted.

His tone was still firm, without the slightest tremor, because he always believed that there was no fatal situation in this world, there were only people who couldn't solve the situation.

A group of people walked past the sealed well and stepped into the main room.

Pushing open the door and entering, to everyone's surprise, there is a grave built in the middle of the house, made of gravel and mud, which looks very old.

"Look here." Someone shouted.

Everyone went around to the other side to see that there was a hole under the grave, and there were scratch marks on the ground, as if something had crawled out of it.

"It's that old man. I saw a lot of dirt on his body before. He must have crawled out from here!" Sister Qin said at this time.

Zhao Xiaodong nodded.

He also noticed.

"Why do you want to build a grave at home?" someone wondered.

"Is it because you are afraid that you will not be buried in time after you die, or is it that you have predicted your own death a long time in advance?"

"..."

Everyone wanted to continue talking, when Li Kai, who was wearing a paper shroud, suddenly coughed violently again.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

His face was as white as paper, and he knelt down on the ground. He was in a very strange state, and propping up with both hands, he actually crawled towards the hole under the grave.

"Li Kai, what are you doing?!"

"The hole, that hole...I want to lie in it...in the grave, I can be more comfortable..." Li Kai spoke intermittently.

Hearing these weird words, everyone didn't know what to do, all eyes were on Zhao Xiaodong.

At this moment, he also had a serious face: "When the Yang man takes the shroud, he takes the life of the Yin man. Now it seems that the old man wants Li Kai to die for him."

"Entering the grave or not, the result is the same!"

"There's only one way now, but it doesn't necessarily work."

"Sister Qin, let's work together and try to tear off this shroud!"

Zhao Xiaodong yelled, and Sister Qin who was next to her also nodded her head, her black hair began to spread, and the paper shroud was attached little by little.

Zhao Xiaodong stretched out his hand directly.

As soon as the two of them touched the shroud, Li Kai became like a different person, and suddenly went berserk, manipulating the ghost in his body to attack the two of them.

"Li Kai! Look at me!!!"

Zhao Xiaodong roared angrily, and once again used his strange ability to immobilize Li Kai and his accompanying ghost, while Sister Qin took the opportunity to forcefully tear off the paper shroud.

The shroud was torn in two.

Zhao Xiaodong's pupils dilated suddenly: "No!!"

Because after that, Li Kai's body seemed to be torn apart by something, and the upper half fell to the ground, his eyes widened, full of unwillingness.

His blood was spilled all over the place.

"No, how could this be..." Sister Qin covered her head with a face full of self-blame.

The rest of the people also showed disbelief.

"It's not your fault." At this moment Zhao Xiaodong spoke, trying to calm down his tone: "It's my decision-making mistakes, it's my problem."

"Dongzi, don't say that. I've seen the Yincao file, and I'm entangled in a paper shroud. Unless someone of a higher level takes action, there's no solution." Yang Zhi comforted him.

Zhao Xiaodong shook his head: "If I can get out alive, I will take punishment from Yin Cao for this matter."

"But now, we're afraid we're going to face even bigger problems."

He turned around suddenly, staring at the gate of the courtyard with piercing eyes.

At this moment, the two doors were constantly shaking, and all the things blocking the door were shaken open strangely, and there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door outside.

"It turned out that the house was not safe, and everything was a trap."

"There are two ghosts I saw just now, all of them are ghosts, and there is a high probability that they are high-grade ghosts. In addition, the ghosts that put on Li Kai's shroud are three high-grade ghosts."

Zhao Xiaodong kept talking, analyzing as calmly as possible.

"We are absolutely invincible, unless Sister Qin and I are willing to be devoured by ghosts alone, but this is the way to die together at the last moment."

"Run is the only option."

"After a while, all the C-levels will fight with me. The moment the door is opened, use the strongest killing move. Don't want to kill them, just repel them."

"Then everyone, run towards the village together!"

"What, do you want to go deeper?" After Zhao Xiaodong finished speaking, someone immediately spoke in fear.

This time, Sister Qin also changed her previous indecision and stood up and said: "Xiaodong is right, you must run to the village, and if you go out and meet the hanged ghost, you will die faster than now."

"Running inside, although drinking poison to quench thirst, at least it can last for a while."

"The message for help has been sent out. If there are strong men nearby, they will come to rescue. In addition, Master Zhou just lost contact after going deep into the village, so he may not necessarily be killed."

"If you find him, there is still hope!"

Several C-levels also nodded.

The current situation is that there is always death.

The only difference is that if you move forward, you can live for a while longer to pursue that glimmer of hope. In fact, Zhao Xiaodong doesn't need to teach you how to choose.

Zhao Xiaodong's eyes are like a deep pool.

He seemed to have nothing to say, but now that the situation was urgent, he glanced at the crowd and didn't say anything more. He just strode forward and was the first to arrive at the door.

After a while, there was a "bang".

The door opened.

There was a man and a woman standing outside, a farmer in his forties with a pale complexion, and a woman with a swollen body. They both had the same weird smile on their drooping faces. They each held a paper shroud in their hands. Staring at everyone.

"Hey hey~~"

They smiled strangely and rushed up.

"Ghost, look at me!!"

Zhao Xiaodong was the first to drink loudly, and the two ghosts froze.

"Die, all of you!" Sister Qin's hair spread out.

"Hehehe~" A girl also laughed like a silver bell, and a strange shadow appeared behind the two shroud ghosts.

The rest also shot.

They all used their strongest abilities.

Amidst a loud noise, the two ghosts retreated, with large patches of skin festering on their bodies, and the woman's head was turned 180 degrees and fell to the ground.

A group of people rushed out of the gate without saying a word, and ran deep into the village.

soon.

The two ghosts stood up again, and the woman turned her head straight and smiled even more weirdly.

"Hehe, don't run away, you forgot to take your clothes, put them on, put them on..."

Her faint voice seemed to be urging her to die.

A group of people ran wildly.

But as they ran, they found that there were people coming out of the darkness all around them, all holding a shroud strangely, chasing after them, shouting "Put it on, put it on"

"Damn it! It's over now!"

"Why do you run to the village and fight for your bloody clothes? At least there is still a glimmer of hope."

Some people can't help complaining in fear.

Zhao Xiaodong didn't say a word, just kept looking around, thoughtful.

"Hoo...hoo..."

In the darkness, everyone could only hear the heavy panting of their companions, the sound of increasingly difficult steps, and more and more "put it on" "put it on" "..."

With one heart, everyone gradually fell to the bottom.

Some people even said to themselves dejectedly: "No, no, if you can't run away, it's better to put it on, put on the shroud, and lie in the grave, maybe you can really survive."

"Wang Yang, what are you talking about!? Be sober!" the companion closest to him shouted anxiously.

However, the man acted as if he hadn't heard it, and just kept muttering to himself: "Forget it, put it on..."

He slowed down a little.

"Wang Yang!!" Zhao Xiaodong also yelled sharply, trying to wake up this teammate.

However it still doesn't work.

After the other party slowed down, a figure rushed up and put a shroud on his body, and then Wang Yang seemed to have lost his soul, his face turned dull, and he walked into the next room blankly.

Another companion died.

The atmosphere in the team became more and more heavy, and everyone could only run forward desperately.

But after running for a certain distance.

In the darkness ahead, there was a sudden familiar strange laughter.

"Put it on... put it on..."