After eating and drinking, Fang Ming sighed with satisfaction. He saw that the old man was just drinking, sometimes picking up a few dried tofu, but he didn't move a chopstick to the chicken soup. He couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you use it?"

"Hehe! This is your lifeless meal. How dare the old man rob you?" The shriveled old man looked up at this time, his eyes filled with pity, fierceness, and indifferent eyes. ■↑

"Jue... Jue Ming Fried?" Fang Ming was "shocked", and then he fainted, as if he fainted.

"Hehe! Old Xu is really lucky. With this, our village's share this month is enough!" A sinister voice sounded.

"Why do everyone come and have to invite meat and drink? This is a waste! Tsk tsk... I haven't smelled meat for a long time!" Someone seemed to be dissatisfied and complaining.

"I'm going to die for you, but I won't ask for a meal of wine or meat? Then I'll be a full-fledged ghost and I won't be able to bother you!"

"Hehe... Uncle, you fool me. People who are eaten by ghosts, there are no ghosts to do..."

Fang Ming pretended to be in a coma, and heard a lot of sounds, which seemed to be ambushing the side and had been planning for a long time.

"What are you nagging? Hurry up and tie the people and send them to the dungeon. Tonight is the time to deliver. Hehe, with this person, our village will have enough people, and there is no need to send people to their own family!"

"Old Xu said it! Come on! Help us!"

Several big men took out hemp ropes and tied up the fainting scholar on the ground with skillful methods. It seemed that this was not the first time he had done this.

The big man tied Fang Ming up and worked together to carry him to another place, sneered, closed the door and left.

As the door closed, it suddenly became dark inside.

Fang Ming's eyes opened, like stars.

I saw mud walls all over the place, with moisture and smell of grass and trees. It seemed like a cellar.

In addition to Fang Ming, there are also several breathing sounds around him, who must be the previous victims.

"How could the offerings needed by evil ghosts be chickens and ducks? Only when living people get angry can they meet their needs!" Fang Ming sighed.

I already know a little about the ways the villagers here.

They handed over the sacrifices of living people to the Fengdu Ghost City every month in exchange for peace in the village and accomplices of ghosts. They even framed the innocent!

"Actually, after all, they are all a group of pitiful people!" Fang Ming couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the numb faces of the people in the village.

"Is the delivery day tonight? Is it just a matter of merrying into Fengdu City and visiting!"

Fang Ming heard that Shi Longjie surrounded the Nine Heavens Xuannv Sect, his first reaction was that the Fengdu Ghost Army would also take action, and the defense here was empty, which was just right to take action!

Fengdu is Shi Longjie's secret base camp. Usually, there is not only a large army composed of fierce ghosts and evil spirits to guard it, but also the wife of the King of Ghosts in Fengdu, so it is difficult to sneak in without being discovered.

Although there were all Fengdu City. If Shi Longjie was not here, none of them would be Fang Ming's opponents, but once they were dragged down, Shi Longjie would come with flying cavalry. At that time, the army would encircle, and the dragon energy would be suppressed in the sun, and the ghost king and the army would take action in the underworld. Fang Ming would have to be chased out of Yizhou all the way.

The breathing around was very low, and it seemed that the master was also in a coma. I don’t know how many medicines he had been given.

"I don't know what the black guy is like? Don't cause any trouble and disrupt my plan!" Fang Ming thought of this. A golden light came out of his hand and turned into a golden butterfly: "Go! Tell the black guy, as long as he is not cut open and cooked in the pot, he can only be a donkey and cannot resist!"

The golden butterfly nodded and disappeared into the earth wall.

Seeing this, Fang Ming was satisfied with his head, closed his eyes and rested, and waited for action tonight.

Time passed without realizing it, the sun sets westward, the cold wind suddenly rises, and it is already night.

Squeak!!!

The cellar door opened from outside, and Lao Xu took the lead and sniffed from time to time: "Hurry up! Hurry up, move the sacrifice to the village head for the adults to collect!"

"I'll count at the door, don't miss it!"

"Hey, we know!"

Dozens of big men agreed and stepped forward to lift the captured pedestrians such as Fang Ming, passed by Lao Xu for a while, and then carried out of the cellar.

"One, two, three...nine, ten! The number is right! Carry it away!"

Old Xu was drinking.

At this time, at the exit of the village, there were dark figures, and all the people in the village, regardless of gender, age, were present.

At the front, Old Xu and a few big men stood, beside Fang Ming and those who were confused.

Now that I am stimulating by the cold wind, a few of them are awake, scolding and killing money and not dying well.

Old Xu frowned, "What should I do if I block their mouths and disturb the adults in a while?"

"Hehe!" A few big men came forward and blocked the captain's mouth with black rags and other objects. The captain's eyes were filled with tears and whimpered in their mouths.

Because Fang Ming was more honest, he was exempted from gag treatment with the few people around him who had not yet woken up.

At this time, looking around, there were a few children huddled in their parents' arms, keeping squeezing in, as if there was something terrible outside.

"Here you come!" Fang Ming's divine thoughts moved and he had already discovered the person coming.

call!!!

There was a gust of wind on the ground, and sand and stones flew away. The villagers couldn't help but close their eyes. When they opened it again, several figures were already on the ground.

The first one was a big man, wearing a black suit and his face was covered with curly beards.

There are more than a dozen black shadows behind them, all of which are translucent and cannot see clearly.

"Well! Just send a team to receive sacrifices, and there will be an evil ghost with more than a dozen evil ghosts. This Fengdu has accumulated a lot of money after a hundred years!"

In this life, as long as the ghosts who have eaten humans can be called evil spirits, and there are fierce ghosts above them. There are only a few wisps of black air in the day, but at night, you can barely see a figure.

Aggressive ghosts are elite powers among ghosts. They can use Yin power, change weapons, armor and other objects, and have extraordinary strength.

Going further up, there is an evil ghost! He can appear in the sun and is extremely powerful!

If the evil ghost goes up, it is the Ghost King! At this point, the Yin extreme produces Yang, and its appearance is no different from that of ordinary people.

But Fang Ming knew that at most, the Ghost King could not tell the difference between him and mortals in appearance, but in fact he was a ghost! He was a little worse than him now. Only when he reached the Ghost Emperor could he transform his body at will!

"General Zhang, it turns out that you are here this time. It's great, last time..."

When Lao Xu saw the evil ghost man, his eyes lit up and he stepped forward to establish a relationship.

The two started to talk here.

"Old Xu, our friendship is due to friendship. If there are insufficient offerings, the family will not be able to save you!" At the end, he heard Commander Zhang speak coldly.

"These sacrifices are all dedicated to His Majesty the Ghost King. How dare the young ones be negligent, how dare they be negligent!"

"Look, this water is full of young people, full of energy and vitality. I'm sure Your Majesty likes it!"

Old Xu came to a prisoner, pried open the prisoner's mouth, and exposed his teeth, as if he was looking at a livestock.

"Yeah! Not bad! Not bad!" The evil general nodded repeatedly.

"The offerings in your Lao Xu Village this time are very good. Someone will wait for you!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Old Xu was overjoyed and whispered to the back: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and put the prisoners in place and send them to you!"

"Okay!" The farmer put Fang Ming and others into black sacks, tied the bag tightly, and handed it to the servant behind Commander Zhang.

After the handover was completed, Old Xu rubbed his hands and smiled: "General Zhang, look! They are all young people, and the number is right. The tokens for next month..."

"Haha... I know you want to say this!"

The evil general laughed, took out a ghost head token from his arms, and threw it to Lao Xu head.

"According to the old rules, there will be no ghosts coming to harass you next month!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Old Xu rushed to catch the token and hurriedly bowed.

"I'm just doing business. Okay, Lao Xu Village has been offering enough this month. Don't delay next month, otherwise you will have to catch it from your village!"

The big man smiled grimly and greeted his subordinates: "My sons, let's go!"

The ghosts commanded the Black Wind, set up sacks and walked down the village.

"Huh! I'm finally leaving!" Old Xu wiped the cold sweat from his head: "I'm so scared that I'm so old-fashioned. Every time I deal with them, I always feel cold, at least how many years I'll live less..."

He looked at the villagers behind him again, "Okay! It's okay! Everyone goes back to go to bed early! Go out to work tomorrow. If there is a fat sheep passing by, don't let it go..."

When the villagers saw the evil ghosts leaving, they were very angry and turned around to rest.

Old Xu looked at this scene and finally sighed when there was no one around him: "Oh... When will such a day end..."

He was hunched and seemed to have grown several years old.

Fang Ming was in a sack, but his spiritual sense was released, and he took all the actions of Commander Zhang outside into his eyes.

Commander Zhang went to several more villages and received sacrifices. There were ten people in the small village and the number of people in the large village ranged from fifteen to twenty.

Occasionally, if there are not enough sacrifices, no matter how the village chief begged, the commander Zhang was unmoved and ordered his subordinates to catch the young and strong from the villagers to make up the numbers.

The villagers knew that if they resisted, they would slaughter the village. If they did not resist, they would only die. They all depended on their destiny. Except for the young and strong family members who were captured, the rest were not particularly sad, as if they were already numb.

Five or six villages were collected and a hundred people were offered sacrifices. At this time, the Black Wind, who was the commander of Commander Zhang, was a little dissatisfied. Commander Zhang no longer accepted it, but set off for a turn.

Along the way, I met many evil generals and gradually formed a gathering.

At the end, a black torrent that stretched for miles, wrapped around hundreds of sacrifices and headed towards Fengdu City.

"The Cao Hunting Valley is back!"

On the Fengdu city wall, several ghost soldiers saw this and shouted loudly.

The city gate was in a commotion, and the city gate with ghost heads on both sides slowly opened, and a black torrent flowed in.

"Today's harvest is good, everyone can have a full meal!"

"Hehe, who said no! Great joy! Great joy!"

"Since entering the troubled times, the harvest has increased greatly. You can eat enough every time. I hope that the troubled times will not end too early..."
Chapter completed!