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Chapter 292 Yinling Village

"Niannian, what you said made me feel a little creepy." Hu Bailing suddenly put his hands on his shoulders.

"There is a reason why Lihuagou is isolated from the world." Li Xinghua said at this time.

"Didn't Zhu Minglang say before that they are trying to avoid war and do not want to get into any disputes." Fang Niannian said.

"Although it is not 100% certain, I think this Lihuagou may be a Yinling Master's Village." Zhu Minglang looked back at the deep mountain village with lights on.

The night is clear and the lights are bright, everything looks so peaceful, as if it is really a paradise. When the pear blossoms bloom in spring and summer, the place will even be covered with pear blossoms all over the mountains, and by then it will definitely be as beautiful as a fairyland.

But is the truth really so wonderful?

"Yin Lingshi Village?" Nan Yusu opened his mouth in surprise.

"Well, most of the people here are dead. Lihua Guln has probably always been a dead ditch. There are rumors outside that there are 20,000 to 30,000 people living here, but in fact, there may be only a few people who are truly alive. They are Yin Lingji," said Li Xinghua.

"The controlled dead people we met in the stone village before were not bewitched by the dragon, but were actually Yin Ling Shi Meirou, who was driving those dead people." Zhu Minglang said.

Nan Yuso, Hu Bailing, and Fang Niannian widened their eyes.

"Sure enough, this little girl has a problem, hum!" Nan Yusu said.

Since she joined the team, Nan Yusu felt that something was hidden in this girl.

"Then isn't she a group with Sanlong, who was the one who slaughtered the entire village?" Hu Bailing said in disbelief.

"No, there are probably not many living people in the Shitou Village." Zhu Minglang said.

"Ah??" Fang Niannian felt that her head was a little too short.

Wasn't that village slaughtered?

Even though Fanlong is hiding in those houses!

"In the first village, most of the people we see are dead people who are controlled." Zhu Minglang continued.

"All... are all ghosts?" Fang Niannian heard this, and her whole body shrank directly into Nan Yuso's arms, trembling all over.

"I underestimated the ability of Yin Ling Masters, or in other words, Yin Ling Masters can also be divided into strength and weakness. Weak Yin Ling Masters can only see Yin Spirits, stronger Yin Ling Masters can communicate with Yin Spirits, and more powerful Yin Ling Masters can even control dead people, making them look no different from living." Li Xinghua said.

"So the first village also looked not angry at all, because this entire Lihuagou was the tribe of Yin Ling Master. They controlled the dead to maintain all villages, making the outside world think that this is an isolated place from the world?" Hu Bailing's eyes were filled with fear.

The playmate who had nothing to do with me at the time.

Is she a ghost master or a dead person?

"Then...what is the matter with the Dragon??" Nan Yusu asked.

"It is also our control. The Dragon is our servant!" At this moment, a man's voice came from the hill in front. He stood under the cold moonlight, wearing a beast-wool hat and a beast-wool clothes, but his whole body exuded a weird aura!!

It's Songlu!

Compared with his honest and honest appearance before, he is even more elusive and evil at this moment!

"Ghost Master? Actually, we don't like to call ourselves that. We call ourselves the god of death!" Song Xunshan, the leader with a pleated face, walked out of the forest behind him, and twisted the girl Shi Meirou with one hand.

"The saying in the Holy See, Sanlong is a creature serving the god of death..." Hu Bailing suddenly recalled this sentence, and her whole body felt like she was thunderous. The more she thought about it, she became more angry. She pointed at the patriarch of the village and said, "No wonder Sanlong will not disappear, just because you Yin Ling Masters live in this pear blossom ditch!"

"You are really unexpected. You sent you to the Sanglong Village and were able to come out alive. However, since you already know the secret of our Lihuagou, you can't let you go alive." said the patriarch Song Xunshan.

In fact, Songxunshan has never been sure whether these people already know the secret of Lihuagou.

But when they left as if nothing had happened, Song Xunshan became more and more wrong with his thoughts. He felt that it was safer and he would deal with them. After all, they had contact with Shi Meirou, and Shi Meirou also told these people that they could see the Yin Spirit!

"I...I didn't say anything." Shi Meirou said.

"But they still guessed it, didn't they?" said the patriarch Song Xunshan.

"I thought the patriarch gave us so many gems, just a hush fee. In fact, we don't care who you are. Whether it is Yin Ling Master or the God of Death, we only care about whether there are many people here who die. In fact, when I knew that you are Yin Ling Master's village, I was relieved. This means that there were not thousands of people in Lihuagou who died tragically under the claws of the Dragon. I am a bodhisattva." Zhu Minglang said.

Not tragically killed.

The people in Lihuagou did not live under the fear of the dragon.

This is why Zhu Minglang left.

In Yinling Master’s village, they like to use dead people as village residents. There are only a few real living people in the entire Lihuagou, but they show the illusion of prosperity and prosperity of the seven villages...

They like this kind of Yin Lingji's house-playing method.

Then let them do it.

As long as they do not use real living people as their puppets.

As long as their so-called dragon-dead pets do not run down the mountain and kill innocent people indiscriminately.

What kind of way they survive and what way they continue is their business, and Zhu Minglang doesn't care.

This is why Zhu Minglang hurriedly left after knowing the truth.

"For me, it's enough that no one dies tragically. You Yin Ling Masters like to play by yourself, so just play slowly. I still prefer a city with a real atmosphere of living people." Zhu Minglang said.

"You won't keep your mouth shut about what's happening here!" Song Luo's eyes stared at Zhu Minglang.
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