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Chapter 120 The Celestial Master Always Wants to Hug His Thigh (27)

Yan Qi said: "There is a coffin in the main room, but I just opened it while no one was paying attention, and found that it...is empty."

"It's absolutely impossible for an evil spirit to create such a realistic illusion." Ji Chi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "Find someone to live in first, and see what it's going to do."

Yan Qi: "Didn't you all say that you came to visit your relatives? Just tell the village chief to live in his house."

"These two are weird. If you are not afraid of accidents at night, you can stay here." After speaking, Ji Chi left.

Yan Qi turned his head to look at the main house, but when he looked up, he saw a mangy young man with a ferocious face staring at him with a gloomy face, holding a sharp ax in his hand beside him.

Yan Qi hurriedly looked away and hurriedly followed Ji Chi.

The opponent's posture seemed to be about to jump over and chop him at any time, it was frightening to death.

The two finally stayed at the house of the woman who had shown Ji Chi the way.

The woman's husband works on a construction site in the city, and she and her daughter live at home.

At night, something wrong with the village was gradually revealed.

For safety reasons, Yan Qi and Ji Chi sleep in the same room.

The houses in the village are all made of wood, and even the windows are made of white paper. As long as someone or something is placed outside, shadows will appear on the window paper.

When Yan Qi was in a drowsy sleep, he suddenly felt a little cold in his body. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull the quilt. When he stretched out his hand to the side, he only touched the cold sheet.

Where did Ji Chi go?
Yan Qi woke up suddenly, sat up and looked up to scan the room, only to find that he was alone in the room.

He quickly put on his clothes and shoes, opened the door and ran out.

The cold white moonlight shone into the yard, and the whole village was eerily quiet, not to mention the chirping of livestock and insects, not even the sound of the wind.

How can it be so quiet?
In this extremely quiet environment, even the slightest sound will be amplified infinitely.

Yan Qi could only hear his own breathing and footsteps, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Coupled with this weird environment, the fear in my heart gradually spread.

Yan Qi searched around the courtyard, he didn't dare to go where the moonlight didn't shine.

Ji Chi was not found, and Yan Qi didn't dare to go out alone. Just as he was about to go back to the house, his gaze subconsciously swept across the window. The next second, his body felt a chill, as if a slight electric current rushed to his forehead, and his scalp felt a little bit Numbness, fine hairs and cold sweat stood on end, profusely.

A burly black figure was reflected on the white window paper, and the black figure slowly raised the ax in his hand.

Yan Qi turned his head stiffly to look behind him, but there was nothing behind him.

He heaved a sigh of relief for no reason, and at this moment, a thick arm holding an ax suddenly stretched out from the window paper in front of him, and the ax slashed on the window post one by one, revealing a hideous blood-stained face.

Yan Qi's body became weak for a while, and he hurriedly turned and ran towards the gate of the courtyard.

The man climbed out of the window and gave chase with an axe.

His speed is so fast that it doesn't seem like a human speed.

Yan Qi ran out of the yard, just in time to bump into Ji Chi who came back.

"Run, the village chief and his son are coming!!" He roared and ran past Ji Chi.

Ji Chi looked at the man rushing out of the courtyard, raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to throw out a piece of talisman.

But the paper talisman only slowed down the man's movements for a second, and then it lost its effect and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)