Six Gods

Chapter 94
The sound of horseshoes and rolling wheels is very clear and abrupt in a quiet environment.

After driving all day, towards evening, Xiang's family came to a deserted village at the foot of the mountain.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Xiang Yuan looked up at the thicker and thicker dark clouds in the sky, and the rumbling thunder began to become more dense.

"Go in, look at it for a while, I'm afraid it will rain heavily."

After Xiang Yuan spoke, Wang Chong and Song Ning immediately drove the carriage, and a group of people entered this deserted village standing at the foot of the mountain.

The leader walked in the front, Xiang Yuan looked around the deserted village with green bricks and black tiles among the weeds and bushes.

Searching for a relatively spacious yard in the village, after parking the carriage, Xiang's family pushed open the old door of the yard, and walked into the empty, dusty room.

"It's going to rain soon, let's rest here tonight." In the cold winter, the air in the house is very low, and Xiang Yuan can't feel it, but his father, uncle, third uncle, and the others are obviously already shaking .

After leaving the house, he removed the outer door of the yard, and then tore the door panel into finger-thick wooden strips like tearing a piece of paper.

call--

A red-black flame spurted out, and the pile of wooden slats was instantly ignited, and the rising flames dispelled a lot of the chill in the room at once.

Watching Xiang Yuan's mouth spewing flames, Xiang's family members were surprised, although they already knew that their nephew and brother were not mortals.

But when his extraordinary power appeared, it was still difficult to calm down the fluctuations in his heart.

Although the whole day's running is basically sitting in a carriage, but the carriage is not as smooth as the car in Xiang Yuan's previous life, it is bumpy and bumpy, and at the end of the day, Xiang's family members also feel deeply tired.

After talking a few words, in the empty mountain, in the quiet deserted village, Xiang's family just surrounded the fire, lying in their clothes and gradually fell asleep.

Leaning against the door, Xiang Yuan turned his head to look at the dark courtyard outside the door. Tonight he was going to watch the night. His physique is supernatural now. Not to mention one night, it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for three to five days.

"Why don't you go to bed first, and we two take turns?"

Coming to Xiang Yuan, Song Ning suggested.

"No, you still have to drive during the day, so staying up all night won't affect me."

"That's all right, I won't be polite." Instead of being polite to Xiang Yuan, Song Ning walked to the corner opposite him, shrunk his clothes, closed his eyes, and drove the car for a day. tired.

The flames danced in the room, making everyone's shadows rise and fall, as if they were dancing on the wall.

From time to time, he added firewood to the fire to keep the temperature in the room, and if the fire became smaller, Xiang Yuan opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of fire, and the fire suddenly flourished.

till midnight
Amidst the whistling sound, raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The rain was very fast, and the bean-sized raindrops soon became a continuous rain curtain, smashing on the ground, soaking the entire land.

It's really big...

Looking sideways at the rain that was falling harder and harder, Xiang Yuan thought to himself, it's fortunate that they entered this deserted village, otherwise he would have no problem being drenched by such heavy rain in such a cold day, but Xiang Leshan and the others might find it hard to resist. live.

Just as Xiang Yuan focused on the pouring rain outside, he sighed in his heart.

For some reason, the flames in the room suddenly sank downwards, but soon returned to normal.

In his sleep, Xiang Chuan vaguely felt as if someone was always blowing cold air on his neck, and he subconsciously tightened his collar while sleeping in a daze, but the person who was blowing cold air stretched out his hand and was about to pull his neck away. collar.

"Who is it?" With a snap of the hand holding his collar, Xiang Chuan sat up and looked behind him, but there was nothing behind him except a dark corner.

Empty house, quietly burning fire.

"Father? Second uncle? Third brother?"

Finding that he was the only one left in the room at some point, Xiang Chuan's expression became ugly.

Getting up in a panic, Xiang Chuan instinctively walked out of the house.

Although there was a fire burning in the room, the dancing flames not only did not bring him any warmth, but instead looked like a hideous face.

Smiling at him!

In the yard, the two carriages that were parked before also disappeared.

At a loss, Xiang Chuan stood in the yard, beads of sweat already oozing from his forehead.

Not understanding why he was the only one left, Xiang Chuan became more and more frightened.

The gloomy environment, the weird atmosphere, being left alone in such a place, everything around him at this moment is challenging his tight nerves.

Like a headless fly, circling the yard twice, Xiang Chuan started to run out of the village following the route they entered the village.

Gasping for breath, he kept looking behind him, and the creepy feeling became more and more obvious...

ah--

There was a piercing scream from the small building on the left!

Goose bumps all over his body, Xiang Chuan's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look at the discovery that came out of the voice.

He lowered his head and ran towards the outside of the village with all his strength, but before he could run a few steps, a cold and stiff object in front of him slammed into Xiang Chuan.

His head hurt so badly from being hit, the young master of the Xiang family subconsciously looked up!
A face as white as paper, with bright red cheeks, blood flowing from the eye sockets but no eyeballs, grinning and biting at him with black teeth!
"what!!!"

……

"Yuan'er, come and see, what's wrong with Xiang Chuan?"

In the abandoned house in the courtyard of the barren village, Xiang's family gathered around and looked at Xiang Chuan, who was sleeping on the ground but had shortness of breath, and his hands and feet twitched from time to time.

Anxiously, he called Xiang Yuan. Xiang Wendong didn't understand why his son, who had been sleeping soundly just now, suddenly became like this, and it didn't look like a nightmare.

Kneeling down and looking at the strange Xiang Chuan, Xiang Yuan tried to call his elder brother a few times, and even shook him vigorously.

But Xiang Chuan, who was frowning and sweating non-stop, just couldn't wake up.

"Look quickly, the young master's face!"

Following Steward Zhao's exclamation, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Xiang Chuan's face.

Blood flowed down his cheeks, and oozing tooth marks appeared on Xiang Chuan's face for no reason.

The weird scene made everyone present except Xiang Yuan feel a shivers down their spines.

"Is it a ghost?" Song Ning frowned and asked Xiang Yuan, seeing the teeth marks on Xiang Chuan's face that were still increasing.

"Well, it looks like it should be a ghost with a head, and the level is not low, even I didn't find it."

Taking a deep breath, Xiang Yuan reached out and pressed Xiang Chuan's head.

The abilities extracted by the six wolves and other hidden soldiers he killed before included a piece of common sense information about various ghosts.

In front of Xiang Chuan's state, it should be that a yin deficiency ghost got into his body and tortured him in his dream.

Wanting to rescue Xiang Chuan from this kind of ghost, Xiang Yuan could only use his half-baked mental power to wake Xiang Chuan from his sleep.

Mobilizing the spiritual power in his mind like a cool air, it slowly poured into Xiang Chuan's brain along his arm.

Suddenly, Xiang Yuan's mind was shaken, and a cold evil intention accompanied by bursts of screaming power rushed back into his mind along with the spiritual power on his arm.

……

　Thanks to the book friend Crow for the reward.

　　Yesterday, I received many weapon suggestions from book friends, including hammers, axes, gauntlets, claws, maces, sticks, and Gatling...

　　Although some book friends are purely for fun, there is also a book friend who gave me a proposal that really caught my eye.

　　As for what kind of weapon he proposed, Lao Yang will keep it a secret for now, otherwise it will be boring to read later. (Not in the near future anyway)
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