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Chapter 800 The Story of the Blind 2

The blind man said in a gloomy voice: "It wasn't until dark that the wedding team went out. According to the rules, when the wedding team goes out, they must first set off a firecracker. As soon as the firecrackers stop, the suona will sound."

"After the wedding party came out, there was no movement at all. Dozens of people, all armed with knives and covering their sedan chairs with black cloth, walked forward without saying a word. Their boots creaked in the snow.

The sound is so loud that it makes people feel scared when they hear it!”

Lin Zhao heard this and said: "The body is carried in a black sedan chair. Are they going to marry a dead person?"

"Hush!" the fortune teller said anxiously: "Don't say it, don't say it, it will come as soon as you say it."

The fortune teller was still waving his hand, and I heard the ringing of bells outside. Suddenly, after a snap, all the warning bells went silent.

Evil energy breaks the rope and bell, this is a bad omen!

I subconsciously looked out the window and felt someone approaching the window.

The other party was just standing outside the window, but I felt that she could see everything in the room clearly, especially the fortune teller who was almost under her control.

The fortune teller trembled and said: "It's over! She's really here. It's over!"

Ye Yang slapped the backpack with his backhand, and twelve bone swords flew out, forming a circle and locking the fortune teller in it. After a while, a layer of bloody red light appeared on the bone swords, which were originally scattered.

The bone swords also formed a strange pattern under the red light.

During the days when I was recuperating, Ye Yang re-polished the twelve sword bones and made them into real magic weapons, which also made his witchcraft sword a step further.

I have always suspected that Ye Yang has more than one master. Although he only practices swordsmanship and Feng Shui, he has more than one kind of swordsmanship. I have now seen three kinds: martial arts sword, witchcraft sword and magic sword.

This time, Ye Yang not only improved his sword skills, but also his witchcraft.

As soon as Ye Yang locked the fortune teller in the formation, Lin Zhao popped out more than a dozen ink lines, forming a second barrier around the fortune teller.

After the two people completed their formation, the fortune teller felt a little calmer.

I asked again: "What happens after that?"

"I...I dare not say it!" said the fortune teller: "If I say it, she will come out."

I hit back and nailed the other person to the ground with my knife: "If you don't tell me, I'll die now!"

The fortune teller screamed: "Don't do it! I said..."

"That day... that night, the team that welcomed the bride left that house and didn't come back for a whole day. They didn't come back until midnight the next day. Not to mention that half of the people welcoming the bride were missing, and blood was still dripping from the sedan.

It dripped from the entrance of the village to the gate of the house."

"After those people sent the sedan in, they carried an empty sedan away again without stopping. This time, when they came back, there were only four people left."

"The four people were also seriously injured. They carried the sedan all the way into the house and never came out again."

"That night, the whole town heard the sound of the door being nailed."

"On the next morning, only about ten of us who were brave enough dared to go to the door of that house to see what was going on."

"Some people said: The door of that house was nailed shut from the inside. That means the door was sealed to prevent people from coming out."

"Some people also say: There is no young master in that family at all, and the young master should have died long ago. That night, that family held a ghost marriage."

"Some people also say that there is a great immortal on the mountain who has taken a liking to the young master and wants to take him away. The family has to let the young master marry a dead man first. Only in this way can he save his life."

"At that time, I don't know who said a few words in the crowd, but there was a scream in the yard. It was not human at all!"

"When we looked at the door of that house, a man rushed out of the door! The man tore the speaker alive on the spot, and then started killing people. In the blink of an eye, more than ten people died."

I interrupted the other party and said, "Did you die at that time?"

"No!" The fortune teller raised his head: "I was so cruel that I gouged out my own eyes. I escaped with my life because I couldn't see anything. I didn't even think that! After I disabled my eyes, I actually

He became the longest living person in this town."

My voice dropped slightly and I said, "What was that person shouting?"

"You can't say this. She came right after I said it!" As soon as the fortune teller hesitated, the knife in my hand pressed down, and the other party quickly said: "What we are calling is - Peach Blossom!"

As soon as the word "peach blossom" was spoken, there was a scream outside the door. The sharp and harsh scream was like a whistle arrow shooting into the sky, rising through the wind, which was even more breathtaking.

I was just slightly startled when a masked figure dressed entirely in white rushed in from outside. He raised his hands straight in front of him and rushed in quickly with his feet stepping on the ink lines drawn by Lin Zhao.

Each of the opponent's feet stepped on the ink line, and violent thunder and fire exploded under the opponent's feet. However, the opponent was stepping on the fire without slowing down at all.

Seeing the figure approaching, the three of us took action at the same time, with two knives, one sword, and one claw, attacking each other's vital points in no particular order. However, the figure passed between our blades and the sword light, and grabbed the fortune teller's head and left with both hands.
Chapter completed!
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