The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

After a simple dinner, the entire courtyard fell into darkness.

For such a closed small village, there are no entertainment activities at night, so it is more practical to go to bed early and rest.

Yan Qiao did not stay in the room, but went out before the middle-aged woman locked the door.

The dim lights in the courtyard reflected on the middle-aged woman's face, which made her look a little more gloomy.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Yan Qiao sat cross-legged on the roof, waiting quietly.

"Click"

Suddenly, a slight voice sounded outside the door.

Yan Qiao's eyebrows moved slightly, and she lowered her eyes and saw a tall man unlocking the door outside her room.

"Ow"

The moment the man stepped into the room, a dog barked.

Yan Qiao raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, as if thinking.

"Fuck, that kid deserves a damn blessing!" The man also heard the barking and cursed inwardly.

With that said, he quickly closed the door, then rubbed his hands and approached the bed, the smile on his face unable to be concealed at all.

"Hahaha, here I come, beauty."

The man opened the mosquito net, but there was no sign of the beauty on the bed. He was stunned for a moment: "Where is the human, how is this possible?!"

But he reacted quickly and yelled quickly.

Hearing his voice, the middle-aged woman quickly got up. She was dumbfounded as soon as she entered the door.

"She was clearly still inside when I locked the door."

"She must have escaped. Catch her. The person my second dog likes can't escape yet!" The man stared at the middle-aged woman with a gloomy expression.

The middle-aged woman quickly comforted her: "Okay, okay, son, please calm down first. That little bitch must not have gone far. She might still be hiding in a corner of the yard."

As she spoke, a stick over one meter long and as thick as her wrist appeared in her hand.

The middle-aged woman was holding a stick in one hand and shouting loudly.

"Girl, where are you going so late?"

"Come out quickly! I won't do anything to you."

Yan Qiao sat on the eaves and watched the two people's performances quietly.

After a long time, the two searched the entire house, but still could not find any trace of her.

The man immediately became angry. He grabbed the middle-aged woman's clothes and threw her to the ground.

"Didn't you say it's foolproof?"

"Didn't you say you would definitely let me get a wife?"

"Where are the people? Where are they now?"

As the man spoke, he punched and kicked the person on the ground. It seemed that the person lying on the ground was not his mother, but an enemy with a deep hatred.

"Son, don't fight, don't fight, please don't fight."

The middle-aged woman could only passively hold her head, accept the beating from the man, and constantly beg for mercy.

Looking at the two of them, Yan Qiao shook his head gently, but there was no sympathy in his eyes.

She knew very well what the two men were up to. They fought just because they couldn't find her.

Moreover, the entire village is filled with a sense of death and yin. This concentration of death and yin cannot be formed in a day or two.

Can anyone really survive in this kind of environment?The first step she took here, Yan Qiao discovered that none of this was real, and the teenage boy confirmed her suspicions.

Perhaps these people have lived here before, and what happened has happened before.

I don’t know if Xu Yichen and Situ Ling discovered anything.

Yan Qiao raised his eyes and stared at the black air that enveloped the entire sky, among which the dead air and gloomy air in the southeast were the most serious.

To have such a strong death aura, a lot of people must have died there.

And this Yin Qi seems to be a little different from ordinary Yin Qi, it is too deep, and the Yin spirits that breed in it are too weird.

Thinking like this, Yan Qiao's eyes slowly fell on a corner in the yard.

There was a Yin spirit squatting there, its huge eyes staring closely at the man in the courtyard who was still beating people.

Yan Qiao slowly withdrew his gaze. According to common sense, Yin Ling's target is always someone with fresh flesh and blood.

The moment she looked back, Yin Ling quickly turned her head to look at her, with a greedy look in her eyes.

"Aww, aww"

Another dog bark sounded, but this bark was inexplicably sad.

Yan Qiao couldn't help but look up again, what was over there?
She frowned slightly, which restricted her consciousness, and she could only see a ten-meter range around her.

But this time a dog barked, the man who was still beating the middle-aged woman stopped instantly.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the barking dog, with jealousy and disdain on his face, and murmured: "They are all turtles, even bitches!"

But he didn't say these words because he also wanted to and was jealous in his heart.

"Son, you won't hit me anymore?" Seeing the man's movements stop, the middle-aged woman asked timidly, panting.

The man glanced at her lightly and said sullenly: "Oh, that woman can't escape from the village. You must tie her up for me tomorrow, otherwise your son will be extinct!"

"Mom knows, I will definitely tie her up for you."

As he spoke, the man loosened his grip on her hand, and the middle-aged woman got up from the ground.

"Mom, let's raise a bitch too."

Listening to the faint voice coming from the Lin family's house, the man's eyes darkened and his heart moved.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman took a deep breath. She glanced around nervously and scolded: "No, no, no, you want a wife, I will go and catch that little bitch for you tomorrow. You can’t keep this bitch anyway!”

"Oh, okay! But if you can't find me a wife, then I'll be a bitch!"

As the man spoke, he thought of the charming appearance of that bitch of the Lin family, and suddenly his whole body became excited.

After saying that, the man left the middle-aged woman behind and returned to the room originally intended for Yan Qiao and fell asleep.

The middle-aged woman also walked tremblingly towards the room, unaware that their words had been heard.

Staring at the backs of the two of them, Yan Qiao's eyes flashed slightly.

What the hell is a bitch?
Yan Qiao stood up and glanced lightly at the ferocious spirits in the darkness. They were all waiting for an opportunity outside the house.

She remembered what Village Chief Li said, it was best not to go out at night, otherwise
So, if these people go out at night, they will also be attacked by Yin spirits?
Yan Qiao didn't know what the truth was.

But when she took the first step out of the courtyard, all the ghosts outside turned their attention to her.

Looking at these frightening eyes, Yan Qiao didn't even frown, but silently attached the thunder spirit power to the spiritual power shield set up around him.

This time, no matter how greedy those Yin spirits were for her, none of them dared to approach her.

One more update to check in! (This is a made-up horror story)