Subconsciously, Wanli touched the fishing rod box on his shoulder, and did not shake. After a glance, the blood-wood sword inside did not emit red light, which proved that there were no evil things nearby, but why did the lights in front of him suddenly go out?

He stood alertly for a few seconds, then slowly turned around.

Behind him, the flowing fire was flashing. When he counted, the four streams of fire were still there! That is to say, the fire was not extinguished at all, but the direction changed, and he turned from in front of him to behind him!

In just a blink of an eye, how could he reach the position behind him? He was at least two hundred meters away from the fire. If they had to rotate at such a large angle and a longer distance, how could they do it so quickly? Also, why did the black strange house appear behind him? It is impossible that even the house has turned 180 degrees, right? Unless what he saw was an illusory thing, like a mirage, a trap set by the mountain ghost, or - it was not the strange house and the fire in front of the house, but himself!

He was sure that this was not a ghost to hit the wall, because the Blood Wood Sword had no reaction. So what happened? Could it be that this situation occurred because he walked into a certain formation? This means that there was a formation about two hundred meters away from the strange house. Given that this was a barren mountain forest with few people, it was basically confirmed that it was arranged by the owner, which was probably to stop the uninvited guests from entering.

For the owner, he was an uninvited guest when he visited late at night!

He didn't know the formation or something, nor did he understand the direction at all, so he could only try it. He stared at the four flames with his eyes and walked forward slowly, trying to keep walking straight. As he watched as he got closer and closer to the strange house, he suddenly fell into darkness without warning, which was exactly the same as before.

Turning around and looking at the strange house and lights appeared in the direction behind him again!

"It's really a ghost!" Wanli frowned, looked at the strange house that seemed to never get closer, and muttered in a low voice.

He had to find Master Long, so he couldn't get close to this strange house in the deep mountains at once, so he could only continue to walk. However, he thought that since he was walking towards the fire and reached a certain position, the strange house would turn unknowingly to 180 degrees. So why not try to walk with his back to the fire and see if it would turn right in front of him.

He calmed down, determined his direction, and then walked in the opposite direction of the fire. However, after walking for more than ten minutes, he suddenly realized something was wrong - he was getting further and further away from the monster house, as if he had already walked out of the formation. When he turned around, he saw that the lights became weak.

As a last resort, he had to walk back, but when he was about two hundred meters away from the monster house, he turned around as usual, as if there was an invisible turntable on the ground.

Wanli tried again without giving up, but the result was the same - he would turn towards the fire, and no matter he walked back to the fire, or left or right, he would walk out of the strange formation!

He had been wandering around the mountains and forests for the middle of the night. He was already exhausted. He was in this difficult-to-solve dilemma. He had no choice but to sit on the ground and decided to rest for a while before talking, without caring about mosquito bites.

After sitting for a while, he suddenly realized that he was stupid again. In fact, it was better to use the most common practice of visiting others.

He stood up, cleared his throat, and shouted at the strange house, "Master Long, Master Long, are you there? My name is Wanli, come and visit."

The night in the deep mountains was very quiet. Wanli shouted like this, and the sound seemed particularly loud, abrupt, and with a profound echo, not only alarmed a group of birds, but also shocked himself.

However, the strange house was still dead and had no reaction. Even the four lights flowing outside the house were moving at their original speed and frequency, without any influence.

Wanli looked around uncomfortably and continued to shout, "Master Long, I know you are inside. Please don't hide from the world anymore, okay? I don't dare to disturb you late at night. If it weren't for the urgent matter, I wouldn't have troubled you. It's related to several lives!"

silent.

"Master Long, even if I beg you, as long as you give me a clear guide and I will go to save people by myself, I will not bother you. If you want to see you, I will do whatever you want." He knew that such a paradise was always a bit weird and didn't have to ask for any valuable gifts, but he might have to test him and test him or something.

But, it was still silent.

Wanli begged several times, but when he saw that there was no movement in the strange house, he couldn't help but get a little angry. Because according to his investigation, although Master Long could not say that he was helping the evil spirits, he wanted to resolve their fierce aura and let them go smoothly to the place they should go, but he did not appeal for these people who died in vain, and he had selfish intentions. Now that there is such a big problem in the new town, he has to bear a certain responsibility. Why is his attitude so arrogant?!

"Master Long, you can't make me rich in a quiet voice." As soon as he got angry, he started to speak rudely, "Those people died so unfairly, and now they have to take revenge. With the help of someone with high magic power, your demon-suppressing tower and Feng Shui layout have been broken by others, and the resentful spirits can't be kept in check. You also have to help others to the end. Now Isn't it too late to use a trick of 'it's not your business, hang up high'?"

Still silent.

"Master Long, my friend was accidentally locked in the new town. They are completely innocent." Wanli shouted, "I must see you. If you must not see me, don't blame me for setting fire to the mountain!"

This time, although it was still a long time without a sound, Wanli felt that his words made Master Long who was hiding in the house react. Sure enough, a minute later, an old sigh came from the strange house. It was so far away, but it clearly reached Wanli's ears.

"Are you innocent? Not sure?"

"It wasn't the one they harmed back then!"

"But it was the so-called 'expert' who was just making a fuss to deal with your friends, otherwise how could those vengeful spirits come out? It's just one month or one month away. Alas--" Master Long sighed again, his voice full of powerlessness and sadness.

The end of thousands of miles of words.

This is the fact. Because Sima Nan wanted to deal with Ruan Zhan, all the dead and living people became chess pieces on his chessboard.

"Master Dragon, but--"

"If you have to see me, come on." Master Long interrupted Wanli, "Be careful."

Wanli didn't understand what he meant, nor did he feel that there was any change in the surrounding environment. After hearing Master Long said this, he suddenly disappeared and had to tentatively walk towards the fire.

After walking out for more than ten steps, Wanli understood that he had broken through the formation, because he felt that he was slowly approaching the strange house in front of him. Although he didn't understand why the lights were still on in the strange house, he walked over without hesitation.

The strange house is a huge yard with very short walls and can be easily turned over at a height of thousands of miles. However, he doesn't have to give in, because the door of the yard is wide open, and I don't know if it was opened for him specifically or it has never been closed.

Wanli didn't dare to take the liberty, so he stopped at the gate of the yard and observed it for a while. He saw that there were only two stone houses in the yard. One was very large, and the small house on the left side was very small, and the overall feeling was quite inconsistent. Moreover, there was nothing except a well in the yard, which was so empty that it was so empty that it was so empty!

"Master Long, I'm here." Out of politeness, he signed up, and at the same time shone the flashlight on the threshold and raised his foot.

"Don't be able to enter!" Just as Wanli's feet crossed the threshold, someone suddenly spoke at the same time on both sides of his body, but it was as neat as the voice of a person.

Wanli was shocked, wondering if there were other people in this strange house besides Master Long!

He looked around and saw two figures on both sides of the courtyard wall. Each of them was carrying a lantern in his hand, which was the light he saw in the distance. Now he understood why the lights were flowing, because the four people were like patrols, divided into two groups, carrying lanterns around the courtyard. He just now didn't see them at the door because they happened to be behind the house.

Wanli was a little confused, not knowing that Master Long's house actually has guards!

He looked at the ground and saw four shadows vaguely on this night without stars and moon, which made him feel relieved. He had an urgent matter, but he didn't want to get involved with any monsters and ghosts. He was just a normal human with shadows.

But then, he felt something was wrong with these four "people". Not only was they unusually silent, but their bodies stood upright also seemed particularly stiff, and the lanterns they picked were even more strange.

Generally, lanterns are light-transmitted on all sides, but the outer cover of this lantern is made of wooden, square, and wooden boards on three sides. Only one side facing outward is empty, and the lights also emit light from this place.

The light of the lantern was very weak, and the four people stretched their arms out of the distance, so Wanli couldn't see the appearance of these four people at all. After they said a word, they stopped talking again. Wanli did not move, and they did not move. Wanli tried to take a step back, and they moved a little forward, just like a robot.

He couldn't help but feel alert when he remembered Master Long's words to him, although the Blood Wood Sword did not respond, if Master Long had such great ability, he might not have done anything he did. He was a hermit and would definitely not be able to see him so easily. But who are those four people? Zombies?

Out of politeness, he had never used a flashlight to shine the direction of these four "people". At this moment, he did not care about these etiquettes. While slowly retreating, he moved the light of the flashlight to the four people.

There is no problem with the black cloth shoes and white socks on the feet; there is no problem with the black long clothes and trousers on the body; there is no problem with the white gloves on the hands, until the bright light of the flashlight moves to the face little by little -

Generally, when light hits directly on a person's face, the human eyes will be uncomfortable and will instinctively dodge, squint, or block it with their hands. However, when the strong light of the flashlight shines on the faces of these four people, they still stand straight without any reaction. Moreover, under the light, Wanli finally saw their faces clearly!

Wood! Their heads are made of wooden, and they look like they are all over their bodies. They are not humans at all, but puppets of the same size as humans!

Wan Li remembered the villagers at the foot of the mountain and said that the old craftsman who lives on the mountain made puppets. He always thought that it was a disguise made by Master Long to cover up his eyes and ears. Only then did he realize that he really made puppets, but the puppets he made would move and would scare people in the middle of the night!

But Master Long's craftsmanship is not very good. The proportion of these puppets' limbs to their bodies is normal, but their faces are blurry, the knife skills are quite rough, and the paintings are even more messy and green. It looks even more gloomy and terrifying in the middle of the night. Even a brave man like Wanli was shocked.

He continued to slowly retreat, trying to keep a certain distance from the puppets, but he was not careful that a stone under his feet tripped him and almost fell to the ground. His movement became loud, as if he had pressed the switch of the four puppets. They immediately rushed towards Wanli. Because Wanli had not adjusted his steps, they were quite embarrassed to avoid the attack. The box containing the blood-wood sword on his shoulder suddenly fell to the ground!

It was a strange treasure in the Taoist world. Although it could not play a big role in his hands, he was still always wary of being snatched away by people with ulterior motives. Now Master Long is not aware of the good or bad, so of course he could not throw the Blood Wood Sword to the ground casually.

Seeing the four puppets gathered around again, he immediately threw himself to the ground to grab the sword. However, their movements were faster than he imagined. One of the puppets raised its solid wooden feet high and stepped on them hard at Wanli's extended arm. Wanli was so scared that he hurriedly retracted his hand.

With a "bang", a very deep oval footprint appeared on the ground.

"***. So cruel!" Wanli cursed, his heart arose, and he was about to fight back when he got up, but two puppets on the side waved their arms and swept across his chest and abdomen, forcing him to jump backwards. However, a gust of wind came from behind him, forcing him to bend over and miss the third wave of attacks.

"There is actually cooperation!" Without the beauty watching the game, he still talked nonsense and provocatively smashed the flashlight that had not been thrown away on his right hand at the nearest puppet.

Unexpectedly, the puppet was not hiding, and he was forced to get hit by him. Because he used too much force, the flashlight was broken. If the four lanterns were not properly placed on the ground not far away, he would immediately fall into the dark night. Looking at the puppet, his head was smashed and rolled into the grass next to him, but it still did not move. Another puppet went to help him find it.

Wanli was stunned for a moment, and then secretly called himself reckless!

He has always been smart, but this time he was anxious to rescue Ruan Zhan and Xiaoxia, and was also a little anxious because he was isolated and helpless, and made mistakes repeatedly. He forced himself to calm down. Seeing a puppet reinstalling his head for the broken puppet, he quickly seized the opportunity and rushed to a puppet on the other side in two steps. He lit up the sole of the shoe and kicked it directly to the bend of the puppet's legs.

Of course the puppet would not hurt anymore. What hurt was his feet. Although he kicked it with the soles of his feet and did not dare to kick it directly, it still made him feel numb under his feet. But this was effective. Although it did not hurt, it could not stand steadily and fell straight toward the ground!

This is his experience in fighting zombies. Although this puppet is weird, its body is stiff and its principle is similar.

Just now, he saw that the puppet's head seemed not to be connected to the body, but was mounted on the torso with his neck. So after he knocked down a puppet, he immediately threw it on the side, pressed its wooden legs with both legs, pressed one hand on its chest, and pulled its head with the other hand.

With a "click" sound, he broke the puppet's head off!

Before the puppet could react, he kicked it away and threw the dead head away with force. His arm was quite strong, and the dead head slid in the air for a considerable distance before landing on the ground, making a very muffled sound.

He threw it too far, causing the puppets to lose their sense of purpose in an instant. They wanted to find their heads but couldn't find them. The broken-headed puppet immediately could no longer attack Wanli like a power-off robot.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the broken-headed wooden idol in front of him was still motionless like a rotten wood piled up, Wanli quickly threw down the other puppet who was still stunned and did the same. But when he got up to deal with the third one, the puppet learned his lesson. Although he fell to the ground because of his stiff joints, one hand was pressed on his head, making Wanli twist it twice without twisting it off. However, its other hand was also pressed on Wanli's face, squeezing his head to the ground desperately!

Although the puppet's movements were clumsy, they were extremely powerful. Although Wanli was already very strong, they still felt like they were shaking the tree when they started to fight and could not break free!

A hot pain came from the back of his neck and head. Wanli knew that it was caused by the rough sand and gravel on the ground. He knew that if this continued, the puppet would have to squeeze his head. Moreover, from the fingers of the wooden hand pressed on his face, he saw that the first puppet that was smashed off his head was moving a big stone and shaking towards him, knowing that it wanted to smash it to death. It was just that because its head was in the wrong direction and its face was facing backward, he walked slowly.

But even so, he will arrive sooner or later, and he will not have a glimmer of hope at that time!

Thinking of this, he simply let the puppet's hand press on his head, enduring the pain in the back of his head, and fumbled quickly around him with his hands. He remembered that when he was struggling, a sharp and hard thing hit his waist almost broken, it must be a big stone.

Waist side, no!

Rib, no!

Behind the crotch, nothing!

He finally touched something above his shoulder. The cold and rough texture told him that it was the available stone!

He struggled too violently just now, so at this moment the stone was in a place he could touch but could not get. He felt his head was about to crack, and the puppet with his head facing back was approaching. He held his strength and pushed it upwards. Taking advantage of the gap in less than a second, he turned his body in a direction, hugged the considerable stone desperately with both hands, and turned over and smashed it towards the puppet that was entangled with him!

In a hurry, he didn't know where he smashed it, but he felt that the wooden hand that grabbed his body relaxed, and at the same time he heard a sound of breaking through the air from behind his head.

He hurriedly rolled to the side several times, and heard a loud bang behind him, and felt a stream of air similar to air waves brushing on his back. When he turned around, he saw a stone hitting his chest outside the puppet that had been tangled with him, which had been embedded in its wooden body, while another larger stone hit its belly, simply pressing him into two pieces!

"HOHO, you actually hurt your companion by chance." Wanli jumped up first, then lowered his waist and shouted.

The last puppet's face was facing backward, so its legs were bent in front of him, which was too easy to fall down. Can he miss such a good opportunity in front of him?!

The puppet fell down in response to the sound, and Wanli jumped up again, kicking its unfitted head out with one kick!

ah--

The screams were made by Wanli!

"My feet!"
Chapter completed!