The old Dao said, "If you do the courtesy of him, you will never come out, we will never find you, and you, one day, will slowly be assimilated by him and become a paper person without a soul."

I couldn’t help but fight a Cold War, sitting across from me in the strange silence of the little white, tongueless clenched my fist.

After a period of rest, known as the night, we were ready to sneak into the royal village.

Far away even to see the royal village lights up, it is strange, in the daytime there are no shadows, but at night is so lively, a little black and white upside down feeling.

As soon as he entered the village, the old Dao chief said, "Wait, there is a trap."

I looked around a piece of good, do not know what he said, little white pointed to our feet, only to see not far ahead, there are seven trees nailed to the ground, and then surrounded by a red line,

This I have read in the ancient books, is the seven under formation, if the human practice of the array is high and deep, you can feel someone into the village.

I was worried about Zhao Qin, looked back at him, he just said nothing, it seems that he has a chance to win.

This side of the old Dao made a look at the little white, the little white will, from the bosom out of a yellow character, close your eyes to read the spell, the yellow character to the middle of the seven star array, clapping hands: "Fuck, this also want to stop the little master into the village road, but also tender."

After the words, the old Dao commander patted his back with a slap: "Walking, where is so much nonsense."

I stopped laughing and went up.

Not long after entering the village, I heard a rush of drums from the other side of the big field.

The big field is a place that will be used in every village, and it is generally used for villagers to meet and gather, or to dry the house.

I am still familiar with the big field of Wangjia Village, there have been some students here before coming here several times, I took everyone from the most secret angle around, everyone has hidden in the big field high a low wall to look in.

In the middle of the field stood hundreds of villagers, men, women and children, even the children who were months old.

In the middle of the field was a bonfire, and beside the bonfire was a thick pile of wood, and a man with a face full of blood was tied to the pile.

The old man said, “The mayor?”

Only then did we see that the man tied to the stake was the village chief, and saw that his face was full of blood and his eyes showed endless panic.

“What’s different about the villagers?”Zhao Qin asked me.

I looked closely and found that they seemed to look like a wooden expression, and so many people stood together, there was a kind of dead silence, if all adults were still promising, but if there were still children in the middle, it would be very difficult to do so.

I said, "They seem to be controlled."

"Yes, someone controls them."Zhao Qin's voice just fell, a rush of drums sounded, I watched the man who beat the drum is very normal, the drum sound is low rhythm.

Every time he clicked, the villagers took a few steps forward.

The village chief tied to the tree was even more frightened and cried out, "Don't come, don't come."

No one promised him, only the drums were more intense, and the villagers who were walking forward were all over their hands, and there was a glittering light under the bonfire.

I can see it clearly, I only feel that my hands and feet are cold, and these villagers have a knife in their hands.

"No, they're going to sacrifice their brother."The old Dao wanted to jump out and save people, but he was tightly grasped by Xiao Bai.

"It is your brother and sister who are harmful to people's hearts, not worth your risk to save, now the master behind them did not appear, we went out at this time, only a dead end, those villagers have a knife in their hands, he can control them to kill your brother, he can also control them to kill us."

The old Dao listened to the little white words, and reacted in a truant, but after all, it was a brother, and he instantly became a little depressed.

At this time, a villager walking in front of him had raised the knife in his hand.

With the exclaim of the village chief, I could not help but cover my mouth, but the villager raised the knife in his hand not to stagger the head of the village, but to cut his clothes at once, and then pinch a little bit of skin on his arm with his finger cut off, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.

Throughout the whole process, the village chief's call can only be described as killing pigs, while the villager chewed insensitively, and then went to the side to let another villager cut meat to eat.

As the drums became more and more dense, the villagers one by one, all of them stretched out their hands to cut the meat of the village chief to eat, some cut their faces, some cut their breasts, and even more terrible, the mother who was holding the baby did not eat it herself, and even cut a piece and put it into the baby's mouth.

I couldn't help but beg away for a while, the old Dao chief could not see it anymore, and read words with his back to his mouth on the low wall.

For about half an hour, the village chief from the beginning of the heart to the last whisper groan, he has approached the dying edge, but the villagers are still numb, round by round cutting his flesh.

The village chief's feet had long been drowned by blood, and his whole person had bitten like a group of wild wolves, from head to toe, not a piece of good, the whole person's bloodless beyond recognition.

At this time, the drums stopped, and the villagers continued to return to the same place, standing there in a numb way, and the blood of the paixed eyes was hanging on the corners of their mouths.

Only at this time, tied to the back of the village chief's wooden pile, came out of a person, this person all over the black trousers, a black robe, even the face covered with a layer of black yarn.

But looking at the burly body, how could it be hidden behind the stake and we didn't notice it?

The old Dao chief was even more round-eyed: "Strange, this bastard is also a family of our Taoist family, but in such a cruel way, this person must be not far from the devil."

Little Bai pointed to trying each other's veins, and was stopped by the old Daoist in time: "If you try, he will know that we are coming."

I saw Zhao Qin's eyes become dark, and his heart was inexplicably passing a hint of uneasiness, and at this time, the old Daoist had set aside the peach sword prepared in advance.

He has always been a supporter of justice, and at this time he sees such a demon, and he can let go.

I saw the black-clad Daoist walking up to the village chief, and the voice was as old as the clock: "You don't do enough, so that the old thing Yu Yingguan ran into my secret room, and rewarded you with this late death method, which is already a little thin face for you, now you are convinced or not?"

The chief of the village weakly whispered a word from his lips: "Take."

At the same time, we were all surprised, presumably this black-clad chief already knew our bottom.

The black-clad chief turned his head to make a look at the drummer, the drummer nodded, the drummer sounded again, and the numb villagers began to walk step by step towards the village chief.

The old Dao chief could no longer bear it at this time, holding a peach-flowered sword to rush out, at this time, only to see the black-clad road chief in the field suddenly flashed, like a ghost to leave a shadow, in a blink of an eye.

And immediately, behind us, a cold voice sounded: "What a good head, it is difficult to see, that is, it is automatically sent to the door, then I will not be polite."

At the end of the speech, a cold strong wind swept to my back neck, fortunately Zhao Qin was next to me, he blocked the demon's dust, but did not expect, at the same time, his arm also appeared like a burn like a blue smoke.