The gloomy corridors, dilapidated bedrooms, beggars and common people with frightened expressions on their faces.

The torn skin, flowing blood and organs formed a silent picture of a murderous ghost.

The dirty little girl looked at the blood and organs flowing on the ground, and the haze was dissipating the remaining heat from them.

The little girl looked dull, with confusion on her face. She was squatting on the ground holding her head. She had forgotten to stand up at this moment. The blood flowing from the corpse flowed through her feet without shoes.

She felt the slowly cooling blood, and her own blood seemed to be cooling along with them.

Silent tears fell into the blood, and the Prince Ping's Mansion, filled with the smell of blood, staged a terrifying and strange scene.

"Oh... there's still no one coming out?" Wu Niu looked at the quiet Prince Ping's Mansion in the distance. From the beginning to now, thousands of people have entered, but without exception, no one came out.

One day has passed since yesterday.

For a whole day, no one came out. This evil ghost is really fierce.

"If you let people in again, if there is nothing left in Kyoto, go get it elsewhere." Wu Niu calmly ordered.

"I understand." A Wu Niu guard responded quickly.

The cool breeze blew up the robes of those present, but it could not dissipate the coldness and bloodiness of the place.

"How long will it take for the death row prisoners to be delivered? It's been a day, and I haven't seen the shadow of the Jin Yiwei yet. Is their work efficiency too low?" Wuniu turned to look at a middle-aged man holding a knife, and said deeply

His eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Feeling the murderous look in his eyes, the middle-aged man in the Jin Yiwei uniform was instantly struck by a chill that eroded his soul, and a terrifying pressure hit his whole body.

Wu Niu wanted to kill him, which was the first thought that came to the middle-aged man's mind.

"Sir, the prisoners on death row have been escorted from various prefectures and counties to Kyoto. They won't arrive until tomorrow at the earliest, and even if they arrive, they will only be part of it. The journey is too long. The Jin Yiwei are just ordinary people practicing martial arts. They are not there at all.

There is no way to achieve the feat of traveling thousands of miles a day.”

"If you are in urgent need of people, you can let me use the death row inmates in Dali Temple and nearby towns first. When all the death row inmates arrive, you can send them all in." The middle-aged man looked at Wu Niu with a fearful expression.

The tone was extremely condescending.

These Jin Yiwei are just ordinary people. The only things they are responsible for are catching fugitives and demolishing homes. They can't do anything else, let alone catch unkillable things like ghosts.

This also resulted in the extremely low status of their royal guards, who were not even as high as a group of eunuchs.

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Wu Niu narrowed his eyes slightly. He thought about what the middle-aged man said carefully. The truth was correct. Jin Yiwei was just an ordinary person. If he did not live in a ghost, he would not do things too quickly.

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Thinking of this, Wu Niu was not too angry.

"Send those that can be sent over as soon as possible, and speed up the rest. If it is too late, I believe His Majesty will not suggest changing the leader of the Jin Yiwei." Wu Niu rolled his eyes and the young man said calmly, "Not there."

Got it.

"Sir, I understand. I will urge you immediately." The middle-aged man said with fear, and then hurriedly ran in one direction.

Looking at it like this is because I am afraid that I will die if I run too slowly.

Wu Niu didn't care about this, he was just an ordinary person, even a commander was just an ant.

"The ghosts on the armor are really not easy to deal with. Not one of the more than a thousand people can get out." Wu Niu looked at Prince Ping's Mansion in front of him, and the haze inside declared its terror.

"But it doesn't matter, it's just people. We have a lot of cadres, and these are the things we don't lack the most." Wu Niu touched the bronze mask on his face, his eyes a little narrow.

In the dim palace of Prince Ping, a young man in tattered clothes looked at the blood that had gathered, and the blood turned into a long blood path and flowed to the backyard of the palace.

The blood climbed up the steps, climbed up the threshold, and slowly flowed toward the backyard.

The young man swallowed his saliva and turned around to escape from the palace. The adults outside just let them in and then out, but did not tell them what they were going to do in the palace.

Therefore, even if he just goes in and goes out, those people probably won't care.

The young man could only comfort himself in this way, but when he turned around and looked behind him, he was stunned. There was no way to leave in front of him, there was only a black and surging haze.

The gate of the palace disappeared without knowing when, and even the corpses of the dead disappeared into the haze, and the haze was still approaching his position.

Seeing this scene, the young man became panicked. He subconsciously took a few steps back, but he forgot that he was surrounded by tattered corpses. He tripped over a corpse without paying attention.

The long stream of blood dyed his clothes red, and the rich smell of blood surrounded the tip of his nose, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

The strong smell of blood made his stomach churn. The young man quickly covered his mouth, trying to prevent himself from vomiting and making noises. In such an unknown place, making noises was tantamount to seeking death, but he forgot that at this moment, he His hands were already covered with blood.

The moment he covered his mouth with his hand, he felt something bad. The smell of blood on his hand made him unable to bear it anymore, and he vomited directly on a corpse.

vomit……

The sound of vomiting sounded, a coldness emerged, and footsteps suddenly sounded from the mist, approaching from far away and approaching him quickly.

Hearing the footsteps, the young man's expression changed suddenly. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from. In the deep fog, a human silhouette appeared, walking quickly towards him.

"Is this a person?" The young boy's eyes widened slightly. He looked at the figure with some fear and confusion in his eyes. Is there anyone alive here besides him and the little girl?

But soon he didn't think so anymore. He swallowed. The blood in his mouth made him want to vomit again, so he quickly stopped swallowing.

He didn't hesitate, stood up, turned around and ran towards a place where the fog was not so thick, which was the backyard of the palace.

It's definitely not a human. If it is a human, why doesn't it have a head?

The young man's will to survive was very strong. He stepped on the blood under his feet and ran towards the backyard quickly. He couldn't care so much now.

He knew that the backyard was also dangerous, but how dangerous was that headless figure?

He would rather touch the invisible horror than the visible horror.

The young man ran away very quickly. He stepped on the corpse and blood and quickly entered the backyard. When he passed the little girl squatting with her head in her arms, he ran past her without looking.

In this situation, who would care about a little girl?

The little girl stared blankly at the surging fog ahead and the headless figure walking out of the fog. She opened her mouth and wanted to scream and cry, but found that there was no sound.

Sometimes when people are particularly excited or scared, they are speechless and their brains are basically in a down state. People at this time are the most vulnerable.

Danger was approaching, the headless figure in the mist was walking towards the little girl, and the blood that had turned cold made her feel very cold.

Looking at the headless figure approaching, the fog covered the body, the body began to stink and rot, and the blood became rotten.

The little girl's lips trembled, and the panic in her eyes made her mind so empty that she forgot about the natural thing like running away.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and every sound of footsteps made her heart beat, and every beat indicated that she was getting closer to death.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

What a dull footsteps, this is the sound of death.

The little girl suddenly had the idea that she was going to die.

This must be true, the little girl thought as she looked at the headless body near Chi Chi.

She suddenly felt aggrieved, and her dirty little face wrinkled up. She looked at the blood at her feet and suddenly missed her father.

The mist surged, and the figure approached the little girl, her headless body shimmering with coldness.

It walked up to the little girl, without any hesitation, stretched out a hand covered with corpse spots and grabbed the little girl's head.

The coldness swept over the little girl. The little girl shivered and subconsciously closed her eyes, not looking at the terrifying palm.

She is going to die...

But just when that hand was about to grab the little girl's head, an unexpected scene happened.

"Are you sure that's Team Lin?" In a mountain forest, Fang Shiming looked at a young man digging out a bird's nest and asked with some uncertainty.

"Uh... I guess so. Judging by his appearance, it's definitely him." Li Leping said hesitantly.

"How about we call him?" At this time, Wei Jing suggested.

Hearing Wei Jing's proposal, Fang Shiming and Li Leping nodded, thinking it was feasible, so they both looked at Wei Jing without saying a word.

But the message was very clear, let Wei Jing call.

Wei Jing looked at the two of them in silence. He touched his face and was speechless: "Okay, I'll just call them."

Wei Jing said something, and then shouted to the young man who was still there concentrating on digging out the bird's nest: "Captain Lin, what are you doing? Do you need our help?"

Li Leping:......

Fang Shiming:……

The two of them looked at Wei Jing as if they were looking at a wise man.

"What's wrong? Did I shout wrong?" Feeling the change in the eyes of the two people, Wei Jing was a little confused.

Li Leping and Fang Shiming turned around, not to see Wei Jing, but to see the young man's reaction. If there was a reaction, it would be Lin Qian.

As Wei Jing's shout appeared in the mountains and forests, Lin Qian frowned, and two keywords quickly appeared in his mind: Gui Cha and Wei Jing.

Lin Qian turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from. There were three people standing under a big tree. Seeing these three people, three names appeared in Lin Qian's mind.

"Wei Jing, Li Leping, Fang Shiming?" Lin Qian muttered their names.

Hearing his name from Lin Qian's mouth, Wei Jing and the others were a little silent. Fang Shiming wiped his face and was a little silent.

"Holy shit, this guy is really Lin Qian..." Fang Shiming felt a little numb.

Just look at Lin Qian's appearance just now. He is no different from a fool, digging out a bird's nest...
To be continued...