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As he spoke, he even pinched the woman's well-developed chest.

My heart skipped a beat. Did he discover it?

I turned my head to look at Third Uncle and discovered that he was sweating like he was in the rain. His face had turned somewhat pale and he seemed to have consumed a lot of energy.

Just as I started to get anxious, Faceless stopped in his tracks and looked down at the scarecrow in his hand. He glanced around before saying, "I can feel his blood energy. It can't be wrong."

The man nodded and left with the woman in his arms. When he left, I was appalled to find that he was walking on tiptoe.

It was clear that this was not his true form, but the possession of a ghost!

After glancing at his uncle, Faceless immediately left. Eldest Uncle took a look at the scarecrow on the ground. He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he said nothing and followed the Faceless Man out.

When the few of them completely disappeared into the darkness, I heaved a long sigh of relief. I had finally escaped a calamity.

Just as I was about to come out from behind the hill, Third Uncle suddenly pulled me back and pushed my head into the mud, causing me to eat a mouthful of dirt. I struggled to say a few words of complaint before Third Uncle yelled, "Be careful!"

I was a little confused, but I didn't dare to complain. I slightly raised my head and looked outside.

Only then did I notice another figure appearing at the far corner of the cemetery. The shadow was as agile as a monkey as he shuttled between the mountains. Soon, he returned to the place he was previously at. The figure that came back was faceless man!

Seeing this, I couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

This guy was truly cunning. In this situation, you actually went back to investigate the situation. If it wasn't for Third Uncle's experience, I would have been warned by the old Daoist in time. If I had gone out just now, I would have been discovered by Faceless.

At that time, no matter how strong Third Uncle was, he wouldn't be able to deal with Faceless Man and that pervert.

For some reason, I felt a sense of fear. This faceless man is neither a human nor a ghost. I don't know what he is, but he is even more cunning and treacherous than a ghost.

After the Faceless Man appeared, he looked around. When he glanced over at me, he seemed to pause for a moment, causing me to quickly lower my head in fear.

After a long while, I finally dared to slowly lift it up. By the time he saw the situation, the Faceless Man had already disappeared, and the scarecrow on the ground had been decapitated by someone. This was probably what the Faceless Man had done.

I gulped. Luckily, it was a scarecrow. If it was a real person, Third Uncle would have lost his head.

Having learned my lesson, I didn't dare to show my face. I kept lying down on the hillside behind the grave. At this time, Third Uncle finally opened his eyes. However, his forehead was covered in sweat, his face was pale, and he looked extremely weak.

I indicated for Third Uncle to rest first while I kept watch. Third Uncle didn't say much and just closed his eyes to sleep. He was truly exhausted.

Although it was strange that Third Uncle would use such methods, this wasn't the time to ask about these. Even if he asked, Third Uncle probably wouldn't tell him.

Third Uncle and I spent the night in the graveyard.

When I woke up the next morning, Third Uncle's spirit had recovered quite a bit. I also heaved a sigh of relief. Sunlight that hadn't been there for a long time washed away the fear of the night. Strangely, the surrounding environment had not changed, but from night to day, it gave off a completely different feeling.

Perhaps, humans were born with some kind of fear towards darkness.

When the sun rose, I asked Uncle what to do.

Third Uncle said with a serious expression, "Things have already gotten out of control. Staying here can only wait for death. So, our first goal is to find a way to leave this damn place." However, now that Yin and Yang have been reversed, the Gate of Life can become the Gate of Death, and the Gate of Death can also become the Gate of Life.

I panicked a little and suggested, "What if we return to the village now, regardless of the fog, and directly walk out from the bridge?"

Third Uncle shook his head. "It won't be that easy. Even if you can return to the village safely, you won't be able to get out. If you can't find the door to life, then it will be a dead end."

These words caused my heart to turn cold. I didn't doubt Uncle's alarmist words at all, because ever since I saw the locust tree with the Ghost Village, I understood that there were some paths that couldn't be reached.

After thinking for a long time, Third Uncle brought me and left the cemetery.

Along the way, Third Uncle was carefully observing his surroundings. From time to time, he would frown. As he was walking, a river suddenly appeared in front of him. However, the river water was dead and did not flow.

After seeing the dead river, Third Uncle moved faster and followed the dead river all the way up.

After walking for a while, I actually saw an arch bridge. I was a little muddled, after all this time, I actually walked back to Ghost Village!

Third Uncle stood at the end of the bridge and looked at his Ghost Village. His eyes were a little complicated, as if he had brought back some sort of memory.

It was only when I called out to him that he frowned and said, "After so many years of desolation, it has now become different. It is clearly a door to death, but someone is using this door to make trouble! Is it the reversal of Yin and Yang, or do you want to survive from the brink of death? "

After saying this sentence in a strange tone, Third Uncle walked in.

I hastily pulled him back and said, "Third Uncle, since you said that there's a door of death inside, why did you enter?"

"I can't say. On the surface, it really is a door of death, but someone deliberately messed up the layout. Right now, it's a bit chaotic, whether it's life or death, I don't know for sure for now, but it's worth a try." Third Uncle said.

Hearing this, I immediately thought of the man in the suit.

Previously, Xiao Yun told me that the suited man was intentionally trying to turn the tables on me. Could it be that the one who messed up the layout and secretly made trouble was the suited man?

What was his motive for doing so?

Thinking about what happened last night, I doubt that the suited man would be able to survive. There were so many things that were neither human nor corpse, although I don't know how powerful they were, they were definitely more terrifying than the Blind Grandma. With so many of them, the man in the suit would most likely die.

Compared to night, the Ghost Village during the day was very quiet. People who had not experienced fear would only think this was a deserted village. They wouldn't feel much about it, but to me, this was a dangerous place filled with dangers.

He originally wanted to collect the body of the man in the suit, but he didn't see anything after entering the village.

Other than the fact that the street was somewhat dilapidated, there was nothing abnormal.

After entering the village, Third Uncle gave me a stick of incense and told me to order three of them from house to house and insert them in the doorway. I'm surprised, because the man in the suit let me do the same.

When I asked Third Uncle why, he asked me, "Do you know what's inside the coffin?"

I shook my head.

Third Uncle seemed to recall something, and his expression was complicated, even a hint of fear could be seen on his face.

He sighed and said: "The villagers lying in here are from before Taiping Village, but for some reason, they became a kind of thing that was half corpse and half ghost, with a lot of grievances, this kind of thing is very special, even if you go out at night and sleep during the day, it's basically not enough to eliminate it. If you disturb them during the day, you must use incense to calm your soul.

I was stunned, then asked: "Since it is a villager from Taiping Village, why did it become like this? After so many years of not rotting and still being able to move freely, is he a zombie from the legends? "

Hearing this, Third Uncle's face changed drastically, and even his breathing became rapid, as if he had recalled something terrifying.

At that moment, I noticed that his hands were trembling.

I was scared out of my wits and didn't dare to say anything. It was clear that those words had a huge impact on Third Uncle.

After a while, Third Uncle calmed himself down and said, "Changsheng, there are some things that you should not know for now. You just need to remember one thing, and try to stay as far away from these half-dead half-ghosts as possible. If you see them raise their hands, then you will run, run as far away as you can!"

I swallowed and asked, "What if they look up?"

"Lift your head?"

Third Uncle's expression was somewhat stiff. "You wouldn't want to know because no one has ever seen you, or rather, no one has ever seen you before." "Except..."

Third Uncle didn't say the last few words, but I could feel the helplessness and sadness in his words. It was very clear that Third Uncle had experienced something unknown within the Ghost Village. And this experience was Third Uncle's greatest pain in his life, his most terrifying dream.

I'm very curious, what happened here that caused Third Uncle's expression to change like that of a tiger.

I didn't ask, and Third Uncle wasn't going to say.

Under Third Uncle's instructions, I placed three joss sticks in front of each of the houses.

When it was the Blood Coffin's turn to go to the door, just as I was about to ignite the incense, before I could insert it into the door, I suddenly heard movement, like the sound of a heavy object rubbing against each other.

I looked up and gasped.

Because I realized that the lid of the Blood Coffin had moved!

He slowly moved backwards. "Zi zi" sounds of rubbing indicated that something was about to come out from the Blood Coffin …