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Chapter Ten: Biluo Village

Hao Yougen is worthy of being the number one disciple of the Ghost Doctor, and he is very good at treating trauma. At noon today, I suffered varying degrees of stab wounds on my forearm, back, and thigh. Hao Yougen used extremely skilled techniques to

I was sutured and bandaged.

After everything was taken care of, Hao Yougen took out a black pill from his medicine box and handed it to me. He said with a smile: "Little Hu, take this."

I frowned and looked at the pills in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

Hao Yougen smiled and said: "This is an anti-inflammatory drug."

I frowned and asked, "Anti-inflammatory medicine? I don't have any inflammation on my body. Why should I take this?"

Hao Yougen smiled and said: "I just heard Mr. Xu say that most of the guys who attacked you this morning are from the Gu sect of Miaojiang. I was worried about what those guys did with the sword, so I just took it as a precaution. But, by the way,

Come back, even if there is no poison on the knife, this medicine can prevent your wound from getting infected, Mr. Hu, and by the way, it can also relieve the pain of your wound."

After listening to this guy's words, I looked at him and then at the medicine in his hand. Although I was very reluctant, I sighed, took the medicine, threw it into my mouth, and then

He tilted his neck and swallowed it.

When Hao Yougen saw that I had finished taking the medicine, he cupped his hands towards me and said, "Little Hu, please rest first. I'll go see the elders lying in the courtyard."

I said: "Brother Hao, you have worked really hard this time. When this matter is over, I will look for you... I will look for you..."

Strangely enough, when I was halfway through my words, I suddenly felt that everything in front of me began to become blurry, followed by an uncontrollable sleepiness, and my eyelids seemed to have been filled with lead.

.

Later, I just felt like I tilted my head and knew nothing.

I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly felt a biting cold wind blowing through me, which made me shiver several times.

"Who opened the window? Why did it suddenly become so cold in September in Beijing?" I cursed in my heart.

After I finished cursing in my mind, I slowly opened my eyes. I wanted to ask Uncle Xu to get me a quilt, but at this moment, I suddenly realized that I was no longer in Yiyuanzhai's "Yi'an" hall.

I don’t know why, but I was lying on the ground in an unknown village at this time.

The feeling of panic dissipated as soon as I fell asleep. I jumped up from the ground almost instantly. I looked around subconsciously and found that this was a village that was not too big. There were only a lot of people in the village.

There are seven or eight families surrounded by a half-person-high fence. Less than ten meters directly in front of me is the main entrance of the village. There is an archway there, but because it was too dark, I couldn't see clearly what was written on it.

What is.

Not far from the main entrance archway, there is a large locust tree four people thick. It rustles when the wind blows. And not far from the tree is a river. The river is not too wide, but the current is very fast.

The sound of rushing in the quiet night always makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Am I dreaming? Or have I been transported somewhere?" After cursing a few times in my mind, I shouted, "Is there anyone? I asked, is there anyone here? Who can come out and help me?"

Words? Who can come out and tell me where this place is?"

But what surprised me was that no matter how I shouted, the only thing I could hear in this dark night was my own faint echo.

The whole village seems to be a completely deserted ghost village, or it may have been standing here silently since the creation of Heaven and Earth.

The darkness continued to erode this village and my heart. My hands and feet began to feel cold.

Although I have been training in the elite special operations brigade of the army for three years and thought that my mind was as hard as steel, when I really faced such a situation, my heart still jumped into my throat.

I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down, "You can do it! You can do it! You have to calm down so that you can find clues and get out of this damn place."

I kept giving myself hints. After a long time, I finally felt that my heartbeat had slowed down a bit, and then I opened my eyes. I first looked up at the sky and found that the sky was covered with dark clouds, with only an occasional sliver of moonlight coming from inside.

It comes out like hope, but also like God's mockery of weak humans.

"Wherever there is cloud, there must be rain! I have to hurry up. If it starts raining here later, then I won't even think about going out." I muttered a few words to myself, and then I took a big step.

We walked towards the archway at the main entrance of the village.

The archway is not far from me, less than ten meters away, and I can reach it without even walking.

This archway was very simple, just a wooden board supported by two bamboos. I looked up and saw three big characters written on the archway, "Biluo Village".

I frowned and said to myself: "Where is this Biluo Village? Why have I never heard of it?"

And just when I was surprised, the originally turbulent river suddenly began to slow down, and then a sound like metal rubbing against porcelain came from inside.

As the sound of "Creak...Creak...Creak..." became louder and louder, large pools of water bubbles suddenly appeared on the originally calm river surface. Bubbles as big as a baby's fist rose rapidly from the bottom of the water and reached the surface.

After it was put on, it exploded with a "pop" sound.

One...two...three...ten...twenty...

In just the blink of an eye, bubbles as big as a baby's fist covered the entire river surface, and the whole river made a "squeaking" sound as if a pot was boiling.

Seeing such a situation, I couldn't help but scream in my heart, "What on earth is going on? Could it be that I have met the legendary River Dragon King? Could it be that everyone in this village has been given to this River Dragon King..."

And at the moment when I had this idea, the river water that was originally like a boiling pot suddenly split from the middle to both sides, revealing the dark and smelly river mud inside. Then, there was a scene that I will never forget in my life.

It happened. Six people wearing black and red robes and weird pointed hats slowly walked out of the river bottom carrying a huge black coffin that was locked with iron chains.

Their walking movements are very strange. Every time they take a step, the joints all over their body will make a "click-click" sound, which makes people's scalp feel numb.

When I saw someone walking out of the river bottom, I couldn't help but be shocked. I instinctively took two quick steps and hid in the shadow of the old locust tree. I lowered my body and held my breath to avoid being discovered by those weird guys.

Sure enough, those guys didn't notice my presence. They slowly walked out from the bottom of the river carrying the coffin, and then walked straight towards the center of the village.

I hid behind the old locust tree and poked half of my head out to look at those guys, without even daring to take a breath.

I saw those guys walking stiffly like puppets on strings step by step towards the village. But just when they passed the old locust tree where I was hiding, the six people carrying the coffin suddenly stopped at the same time, and

At the same time, the guy closest to me turned his head towards me, and let out a weird laugh like a beast roaring. The laugh was extremely discreet, but in an instant, a layer of white appeared all over my body.

Hairy sweat.

However, when I saw the person in front of me clearly in the dim moonlight, I suddenly became stunned.

Because, the person who was yelling at me at this moment actually looked exactly like me.

Or, to be more precise, that guy is probably me.

"How...how is this possible?" I sighed secretly in my heart. "Is it because I'm dazzled?"

I hurriedly hid behind the old locust tree, rubbed my eyes vigorously with my hands, took a few long breaths, and whispered to myself: "It must be my eyesight! It must be my eyesight! It must be! No!"

Wrong, it must be!"

After saying that, I stabilized my emotions, and then slowly poked my head out of the old locust tree again.

But this time I couldn't believe what I saw. The six people who had just carried the coffin into the village suddenly disappeared.

Not only that, even the river that was previously divided into two has returned to its original state, with the rushing water constantly lapping at the rocks on the shore, as if nothing had ever happened.

The only thing that could prove that everything was not an illusion was the big black coffin parked in the center of the village.

The big black coffin was parked motionless in the village. The iron chains that were originally tied to it as thick as an arm had been untied at this time, and they were still lying around.

I stayed behind the old locust tree for a while, and after confirming that those guys were really gone, I bravely walked towards the coffin in the village.

One step...two steps...three steps...ten steps...twenty steps...

Just when I was about to walk to the coffin, the huge black coffin suddenly moved. A huge force of impact kept hitting the coffin lid from the inside, making a series of "bang bang" sounds.

At the same time, a scalp-numbing scream came from the coffin.

This is a woman's scream.

What's even more terrible is that this scream sounded very familiar to me. I hesitated for a moment, and then a person's name suddenly flashed in my mind, "Hua Muling!"

After thinking of this name, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could she be placed in this coffin?"

But I was surprised, and the movements of my hands were not slow. I rushed to the big black coffin with both hands, grabbed the edge of the coffin lid with both hands, and then used all my strength to lift the coffin lid with my arms.

There was a gap in the lid of the big black coffin.

And as the coffin lid was lifted little by little, an extremely delicate and extremely beautiful face appeared in front of me.
Chapter completed!
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