"Old Village Chief, where have you been?" My face turned cold and my eyes were gloomy. The old village chief didn't realize that he was not a living person at all, and he was still with us like when he was in his hometown, which made me feel sad.

At the same time, I have already sentenced the female Yan Jun to death in my heart. No matter what the reputation of this empress is, or whether she has done evil, I cannot forgive my grandfather, the people in the village, and Hao Ren and Lu Song!

After all, these people have accompanied me throughout my childhood and adolescence, and this ruined hometown is of great significance to me.

The old village chief was also uglied with his face. He was unaware of it, talking to us while smoking a dry tobacco. A feeling of sadness arose in his heart.

This old village chief looked like when he met me and the fat man, smoking a dry tobacco, chatting with us, and asking about my zombie wife, which made me jump straight up.

"Oh, isn't this Nanwa? Xiaonan When did you come back? Didn't you study in the provincial capital? There is no holiday yet?" The village chief's daughter-in-law, Aunt Hua, walked out of the house and saw me, and smiled and said, "Can we Xiaonan miss your zombie wife on Phoenix Mountain, and will you come back to see your wife?"

Since I was five years old, Aunt Hua knew that I had a zombie wife, she would laugh at me like this every time she went back to her hometown to see me. This feeling is friendly and unfamiliar, which makes people feel a little depressed.

Seeing my face getting ugly, Ling Tong couldn't help but pat my shoulder gently and sighed.

"Boss, no matter who the female Yan Jun is, we will kill her!" Ren Shuai's face was also ashen. Everyone present was the one who knew my hometown most, and it was not very good at this moment.

Because, we can all feel that these people are not dead kings, semi-human races, but ghosts!

Prove that the old village chief and Aunt Hua are really dead!

"Didn't you meet the old village chief in your hometown before? Didn't you meet the old village chief? The cloth bag was handed over to you by the old village chief?" After leaving the old village chief, we continued to check in the village and found more than a dozen familiar villagers one after another, all of them ghosts.

Ling Tong frowned and looked at me.

I nodded and couldn't help but take out the cloth bag again, feeling suspicious.

If the old village chief is really dead, then the village chief in the world is fake. If he is real, then the cloth bag he handed over to me as his grandfather told me is real or fake?

If it is true, it proves that the fake old village chief is not the enemy. If it is false, the fake old village chief and the "grandfather" he mentioned are all the methods of the female Yan Jun!

"Can't it be that the old village chief we see is fake? Or, it is an existence similar to a remnant soul, which only changes in the way of being used by others. Therefore, we can't see that he doesn't know either?" Ling Tong was also confused.

I returned to the old village chief’s hometown, and saw him and Aunt Hua again. At the same time, I activated the Rinpoche and glanced at them.

“…”

After a while, I frowned, put away the reincarnation eye with some confusion, and then activated again.

"What's wrong?" Ren Shuai asked in a voice transmission when he saw my strange face.

"No response!" I felt relieved.

When the reincarnation eye was projected on Aunt Hua and the old village chief, it had no reaction at all, as if he had seen through two irrelevant airs, and there was nothing at all!

"What does it mean?" Ren Shuai had never heard of the reincarnation eye and could not react for a moment.

"I can't see anything. In the eyes of Reincarnation, there is nothing. There is no old village chief or aunt Hua." My tone became relaxed. No matter what the reason was, I simulated the villagers who could not even tell me by my naked eyes. But as long as it was not true and they were not dead, I felt relieved.

However, Ren Shuai was a little suspicious of life, with a speechless look on his face, and even reached out and pulled the old village chief on the face, which was exactly the same as the ghost's touch. Then he blinked and looked at me, raised his eyebrows and said, "Boss, you are sure you are not wrong. This thing is a ghost!"

"You are so rude, you are not big or small. Are you not a little adopted by the old Fang family? You used to be smiling, but why are you so rude now?"

The old village chief was angry and patted Ren Shuai's hand, with his eyebrows and eyes wide open.

Old Bai and I were watching the black lines, and these two people were so funny.

"..." Ren Shuai was stunned and speechless when mentioned the past.

"The two lords, subordinates, are indeed ghosts, they are exactly the same as the ghosts I have caught for thousands of years." Old Bai couldn't tell the difference.

My mouth twitched. To be honest, if it weren't for the reincarnation eye, I wouldn't be able to tell it, but at this moment, I firmly believe that this old village chief is nothing.

"If it is true or false, we can't tell it. Perhaps it's because of this space..." I thought about it, and my eyes lit up instantly, and I thought about it, putting the old village chief and Aunt Hua into my own space.

In the space, there were indeed no old village chiefs, but two paper men as big as a palm appeared!

No, it’s not a paper man, it’s a cloth man!

If I read it correctly, this blood-red fabric is a slut, a close-fitting clothing used by ancient women.

I was covered in black lines. These female ghosts were so crazy that they could make trouble.

Moreover, the space outside is a bit strange. After all, the previous reincarnation eye was not seen by the cloth man, and it should have been deceived by the space...

After I felt relieved, I took all the villagers in the old village into the space, and it turned out that they were all cloth men.

"The Buren? This empress, is it just for the sake of Grandpa Fang and Hao Ren? Or, it's us?" Ren Shuai frowned.

After all, this is a villager, all ordinary people, and generally speaking, it is not worth their troubles. I can only say that the biggest possibility of these people is bait!

After leaving the old village, we followed the route mentioned by the customer service of Youming, and we went straight into Phoenix Mountain. This mountain is still exactly the same as the Phoenix Mountain we remember. Even the huge pit that appeared after Yuwei's tomb exploded!

In Phoenix Mountain, the yin energy is extremely strong.

We immediately went to Feilong Mountain. As expected, in Feilong Mountain, the yang energy was extremely strong and complemented by Fenghuang Mountain.

There are also several villages in Feilong Mountain, but the villagers in these villages are all real ghosts, and there are still some ghosts who have been dead for thousands of years.

The more we look at it, the more frightened we are. In the place where the yang energy is extremely strong, every ghost that has survived for thousands of years, is like a ghost king when we enter the world. But there are thousands of people in this Feilong Mountain!

"Fortunately, these people should have been ordinary people during their lifetime, and their evil spirits were not heavy. If they were soldiers or bandits, this group of people who appeared in the world would cause trouble in the whole of China!" Ling Tong walked out of Feilong Mountain with a terrifying heart.
Chapter completed!