After Yu Xing's narration after he had faked the corpse, everyone basically figured out the truth of the matter.

Zhou Yongsheng and Zhou Facai probably had different positions. Zhou Facai regarded Zhou Yongsheng as an ordinary young man and planned to hold the same funeral as other villagers.

But Zhou Yongsheng knew this, and he did not want to be imprisoned and free. His resistance was fruitless, and he was strangled to death and turned into a ghost. He began to think of other dirty tricks.

First of all, he and Zhou Qinghai happened to be classmates, so after his death he sent a text message to invite Zhou Qinghai to the town to prepare for killing Zhou Facai.

Then, he called his two "idols", the painter San and the magician Carlos, plus two Feng Shui masters and two investigators, as well as a girl who came here to find a boyfriend, and planned to turn them into

own nourishment.

Every villager, every corpse, every funeral, there will be innocent strangers who are deceived and left behind, and then their lives are devoured by special candles that are lit, giving the corpses in the coffins a living quality.

The greater the number of people, the more powerful the corpse will be after the funeral.

This is the reason why Zhou Yongsheng gave Yu Xing and Xiao Xuechen a reminder to avoid the bad luck on the first night - it was not out of kindness, it just didn't want its nutrients to be cut off by other villagers.

But now, the candle has been destroyed by Yu Xing, and he must kill the outsider himself before the funeral is over.

Listening to Yu Xing revealing his plan bit by bit, Zhou Yongsheng's already terrifying face became even more sinister.

"Since you want to be the first to die so much, I will make it happen for you!"

It finally stopped pretending to be a victim, jumped up on its legs, and jumped towards where Yu Xing was.

Looks like a zombie from folklore!

Yu Xing nimbly dodged over, holding the dagger in his hand in a defensive posture.

"Go put out the candles!" he shouted to others in a loud voice.

"Which ones?" Wei Fan asked.

"Everything." Yu Xing didn't need to answer, Xiao Xuechen had already got the answer. She calmed down and spoke very quickly, "Zhou Yongsheng said twice that the candle has its way, so we cut off its way. All candles present, including

Everything on the sides of the ancestral hall and in the hands of the villagers was put out."

"Okay!" Wei Fan almost unconditionally trusted Xiao Xuechen's words. He immediately went to the candle stand behind the tuanfu with the Xu brothers who also took action.

Zhou Yongsheng's eyes suddenly widened and almost burst into pieces: "No! Go to hell!"

It turned around and rushed toward Xiao Xuechen. Yu Xing glanced at it coldly, snorted coldly, stepped sideways to stop it, and inserted a dagger into its forehead.

Ghosts cannot be killed directly, you must find the right method, but one good thing is that you can delay and interfere with ghosts by attacking.

It is almost impossible for a normal person to gain favor from a confrontation with a ghost, and it is easy to get killed. However, capable deducers are different. They can complete various frontal attack plans based on their own sacrifices to buy time for others.

Obviously, at this time, Yu Xing chose to be the one to stop the ghost.

The dagger left a hole in Zhou Yongsheng's head. There was no blood inside, only an indescribable disgusting thing. Yu Xing walked around behind Zhou Yongsheng in a few steps, and twisted the dagger blade, making Zhou Yongsheng howl in pain.

"Hmph." Xiao Xuechen on the side saw Yu Xing helping her stop the attack, her lips curled up, and a black pocket pistol suddenly appeared in her hand.

She aimed the wound at Zhou Yongsheng's head, which was exposed by Yu Xing, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Peng!"

The sound of the gunshot made Yu Xing's eardrums roar, and also attracted the attention of others.

"Sacrifice?" Yu Xing murmured in a low voice, feeling a unique aura from the gun, the same as the parchment of the Xu brothers.

Zhou Yongsheng was shot in the head, and wisps of black energy emerged from the place where the bullet hit him. The black energy seemed to be consciously divided into the shape of chains, covering his head tightly.

Suddenly, Zhou Yongsheng's shouts became weaker and his movements became much slower.

Can ghosts be imprisoned? Yu Xing's eyes lit up and he became interested in this gun.

But Zhou Yongsheng is not easy to mess with. It is like a boss in the game. In just two seconds, the chain shattered and dissipated. It grabbed Yu Xing with one hand, and its hard and deformed hand grabbed Yu Xing's heart.

Lifting his leg and kicking him, Zhou Yongsheng was kicked two meters away with an unusually strong strength, and his fingernails were out of position and could have scratched Yu Xing's arm.

A hole was torn out of the plush top, and two blood stains appeared on Yu Xing's strong arm muscles. Yu Xing felt the pain and cast a casual glance.

This injury... is not fatal.

And the injury that is not fatal to him...

The next second, when Zhou Yongsheng landed, the two blood marks had begun to heal.

He was careful not to let others see the condition of the wound.

A necessary death is the most he can show in front of others, and he can cover up the past with a very limited sacrifice function.

But if others find that his injuries disappear quickly... it will be difficult for him.

The dagger in his hand reflected the beating light, and Yu Xing showed an excited expression.

While he and Xiao Xuechen were confronting Zhou Yongsheng, Carlos was not idle either.

"Zhou Qinghai, tell those villagers not to move." Seeing that many villagers were trying to stand up and attack them, Carlos gave an order to Zhou Qinghai.

Zhou Qinghai expressed fear: "How can I tell them not to move?"

"Just tell them."

"Oh, that!" Zhou Qinghai stretched his neck and shouted to the kneeling villagers outside the ancestral hall, "Don't move, don't move!"

The villagers were dissatisfied and looked at each other, but since the village chief was their leader, they still obeyed.

Carlos ran among the villagers, held the knife in his hand, and slashed at the burning wick.

"puff."

With a small sound, the candle went out.

He glanced at Zhou Yongsheng, Yu Xing and Xiao Xuechen, and immediately continued what he was doing. Suddenly, the dots of candlelight disappeared one after another.

The candles on both sides of the ancestral hall were also quickly extinguished by the Xu brothers and Wei Fan.

Things seem to be ending smoothly.

Of course, Zhou Yongsheng would not let his plan be ruined so easily. Seeing that Yu Xing was less human than him and Xiao Xuechen was far away from it and difficult to kill, it took advantage of its position and returned to the black coffin.

It pressed its hands on the wall of the coffin and repeated the words Zhou Facai had read before, with a hoarse voice that was difficult to distinguish: "The departed will not be seen and linger, and they will never be extinguished outside of life and death..."

All the humans present felt an indescribable panic in their hearts.

When the coffin lid was lifted off, the candle tray holding the special candle fell to the ground, and the candle tears scattered all over the floor. The candle tears that separated from the candle tray quickly solidified and cooled, leaving several scars on the ground.

As Zhou Yongsheng chanted, the candle tray and the black coffin trembled, as if they had reached some kind of resonance.

Xiao Xuechen was ready to fire his second bullet, but suddenly found that his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes were looking at the candle plate uncontrollably, unable to concentrate at all.

Moreover, the flesh on her forearm began to become soft inexplicably, as if it was about to rot.

This situation shocked her. She knew she was cursed, so she immediately used the first ability of [Eye of Life], draining 15% of her body's blood and adding a shield to herself that no one could see.

Suddenly, the rate of muscle decay slowed down, and despite the dizziness from blood loss, she gritted her teeth, raised the gun, and fired again.

The shot inevitably went sideways and hit Zhou Yongsheng's leg. Unfortunately, Zhou Yongsheng did not need to move at this time, and the sluggishness of his legs did not interrupt his chanting.

Carlos' hand holding the knife paused, and he almost stabbed himself. His green eyes darkened a little, and he stopped in time, then reached out and took out a new paper man.

He whispered: "To prevent disaster..."

As soon as the paper man appeared, he waved his arms randomly for a while, then quickly decayed and turned into a puddle of paper dust.

"Control disturbance plus decay?" After sacrificing the paper man, Carlos' body returned under his control. He didn't waste a single second and pinched the candle wick more quickly.

The villagers whose candles were extinguished became less human-like in the night, and the evil thoughts in their eyes gradually increased. Fortunately, most of them still listened to Zhou Qinghai's words and did not attack.

But one or two, whose will was broken by the power of the black coffin and the candle plate, got up, threw away the candle and ran towards the living people.

The actions of the rest of the people were more or less affected, and their efficiency was greatly reduced. Xu Hong was a bit unlucky. He was located very close to the outside of the ancestral hall, and because he lost control of his body, he accidentally fell to the ground, and happened to be hit by the violent villagers.

As soon as he caught it, pain penetrated him.

Several villagers surrounded Xu Hong, and their hard claws left bloody holes on Xu Hong's body. Xu Hong screamed, causing Xu Yuan to roar heartbreakingly: "Brother!!"

He took out a piece of talisman paper from the small bag he carried with him, and the talisman paper began to burn violently, burning his hand until it was unbearably painful.

Xu Yuan endured the severe pain, forcibly controlled his movements, and threw the talisman towards the villagers.

The villagers were afraid of this and let go of Xu Hong. Xu Yuan took the opportunity to pull his brother away. Seeing that his brother was seriously injured all over his body, he became confused and didn't even care that his own neck was starting to rot.

Only three candles were lit in the candlestick on their side.

Yu Xing flicked his wrist and followed Zhou Yongsheng after Xiao Xuechen fired the second shot.

After paying some attention to others, he realized that the situation was not good. There were also signs of rot on his legs, but they were constantly being repaired by his body, making them rotten and intact. Although it caused him to experience more pain, there was nothing he could do.

It caused him substantial harm.

And that control interference... is of no use to him.

It must be faster.

Wei Fan was unexpectedly steady. The indiscriminate attacks from the black coffin and the candle plate seemed to have caused relatively little harm to him. At that moment, he quickly pinched the wick of the candle, and all the candles on one side were about to be extinguished.

Zhou Yongsheng looked at all this with pride and continued to chant: "With the eyes of the living and the breath of the dead, I witness..."

"Witness the correctness of solving the problem from the root." Yu Xing swung the dagger to Zhou Yongsheng's head, causing his broken spine to tilt.

Then, Yu Xing did not take the opportunity to continue beating it, but rolled to the candle plate on the ground and reached out to pick it up.
To be continued...