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Xio set off with the holy spirit bricks given by Xiaoliu and Qin Wen. He planned to start recording the map from the south of the village. With his super memory, he would basically never forget the road Xio had walked once, and he had already walked in the morning. To the north of the village, you only need to step on the remaining points.

Xiaoyu started the "interview" nearby, starting from the neighbors near the village chief’s house, and her sweet and lovely appearance is undoubtedly a good pass. Even the stinky and weird guys will calm down and talk to Xiaoyu. Two sentences.

As for Mao Dalei, he started his job and went out with the video equipment. He who was originally interested can be said to have the highest enthusiasm at this time, and he can't wait to record every corner of every scene.

It’s just that he’s a bit idiot, and he always comes back after a while. He doesn’t remember that he’s been here. The problem with idiot is that he couldn’t find the office location when he looked at the address from the beginning. See it.

Qin Wen was empty-handed, aggressively, and walked directly to the place where he had just been dragged into the illusion.

It’s still the same village road, the same beast head, and the same blood puddle, but because the village road is full of soil, the red blood has penetrated into the ground, turning dark red and black, and full of heat and richness. Bloody gas.

"It's weird, or there is no yin air?"

Qin Wen frowned. It was not a day or two for him to deal with ghosts. This was the first time he had seen this situation, which somewhat violated his accumulated experience and common sense.

"Never mind if there is no Yin Qi... It stands to reason that such fresh animal blood should still contain a lot of anger... and the evil spirits of the villagers who have been slaughtering livestock for a long time, Yin Ling should be the most suitable for this..."

Qin Wen squatted down, grabbed a handful of mud soaked in blood with his right hand, carefully observed it, and even leaned closer to smell it.

It's okay not to smell it, and it turns pale in an instant!

"There is a smell of blood in the sky, and there is no anger? The evil spirits have also been absorbed?"

Qin Wen looked at the "blood mud" in his hand in shock, and he threw it away. Logically speaking, how long has it been since this beast blood has just been spilled?

It takes less than an hour for a breakfast, so it shouldn’t be so quick to seep into the ground, let alone evaporate or dissipate.

However, the holding soil that Qin Wen threw away was obviously dry, but the color was red, and the blood in it almost completely disappeared. Even the hand that Qin Wen had just held the soil did not get even a trace of blood on it.

The anger, evil spirit, and blood in it seem to have been absorbed by something...

"How is this possible? Anger and evil spirits are clearly Yin Ling's most taboo things. What kind of ghost can absorb this kind of thing?"

Sweat beads appeared on Qin Wen's forehead. He felt that the situation here was more difficult than he thought, and there was a more important question right now...

"It's broken...I gave Mao Dalei the apron to protect him. If the yin spirit here absorbs blood and evil spirits... wouldn't he become a living bait?"

Qin Wen cursed secretly, regretting his decision very much. The ghost who had followed Xiu after catching up with him might also be the reason for the apron.

"Don't run too far!"

Qin Wen cursed secretly, turned his head and left, chasing him in the direction Mao Dalei had left in his memory.

It's just that he didn't notice that the holding soil behind him that he had just thrown down with his own hands faded quickly at this time, as if the only remaining blood in it had been sucked away, and finally turned into an ordinary earthy brown.

And Mao Dalei, as a road idiot, didn't know where he went crooked. He basically left the village and entered a forest.

He was joking and joking at the camera while recording the surrounding scenery, and beside him, the wind was blowing, there seemed to be some invisible existence screaming and wanting to shred his body, drinking blood plasma, and devouring minced meat.

However....

Those who don't know are fearless, Mao Dalei, who has no inspiration and yin and yang eyes, has no idea what happened, and is still maintaining the effect of the show.

"Hey, the old forest in the deep mountains is so terrible in the big day! The family look at the tree, he is tall and thick, hey, look at the fruit, he is red and sweet... Hey **** damn old man!"

Mao Dalei grinned at the camera and picked a small red fruit from a bush. He just wanted to praise the sweetness of the fruit, but he was distorted by the acidic features, and his entire face was squeezed into a chrysanthemum.

"call...."

Waves of weird yin wind appeared out of thin air, rustling the branches and leaves around Mao Dalei, seemed to be mixed with murmurs, and whispers that seemed to come from the abyss.

"Um?"

The hair on the back of Mao Dalei's neck also stood up and shuddered. It seemed that there was something bad in Minmin, but... he didn't care, because this was not the first time.

"Yeah, my family! Come on! The sense of crisis is tight! I didn’t feel anything like this before, but! This time it’s definitely different! I’m following the popular exorcism. Master's! Absolutely able to hit ghosts! I am optimistic about how Mao Dalei will deal with evil when facing evil!"

Mao Dalei was extremely excited and felt that he would definitely get what he wanted to hit the ghost this time.

But what he didn't know was... there was a weird and distorted shadow, an incomparably weird posture, like a splicing of countless limbs, right in front of him, against the tip of his nose...

However, Mao Dalei couldn't see it. He just turned his head, then hung the video equipment on the tree with the camera facing him, and then took out countless equipment from his bag.

Wooden fish, buddha beads, black donkey hoof, black dog blood spray, boy urine spray, cross, holy water spray, bible, mahogany sword, magic pestle, should be wrapped in a robes, and a Thai amulet on the neck...

What a collection of world religions.

"Asshole! Come out to line up with your Grandpa Mao! If you are a good man, come out and face Euler and Euler! Hold back and play with the Stealth Swordman!"

In the camera, Mao Dalei looks like a silly B, dressed in indecent clothes, and posing as a three-legged cat fighting posture, punching and kicking from time to time.

What he didn't know was that those things on him were of no use at all. Only the apron Qin Wen gave him played a weak role at this time, but it was also attractive at the same time.

The twisted figure slowly approached, and every step forward, countless strange hands on his body would twitch, as if absorbing the evil spirit on the apron!

The other evil spirits can't avoid evil spirits, but this special individual is fascinated, as if he is the king of evil spirits, greedily absorbing all evil evil things.

Slowly, the evil spirit on the apron became less and less, and finally disappeared completely, completely losing its protective effect, and no longer any deterrent to some low-level spirit bodies.

Mao Dalei didn't even notice all of this, he was still performing exaggeratedly, and the program was full of effect.

The Yin Ling seemed to be content, and finally extended his claws to Mao Dalei himself.

"Boom!"

However, just as he approached Mao Dalei, suddenly, about half a meter of Mao Dalei's body, he suddenly made a muffled noise! Then came a burst of cyan gas suddenly rushed out! No more, no less, just to isolate the temptation of Yin Ling.

"I'm awkward! Family members, family members! Have you seen it! Did I **** it? Just now there was a muffled sound in our ears! There is no sign of riding a horse! Is this proof? Is it proof? What a ghost!"

Mao Dalei also heard the muffled noise and was shocked. He didn't know that the [Xuanwu Spirit] in his body was protecting him, otherwise he would be in danger, and he was still pleasantly surprised that he saw a ghost.

"Hahahahahahahaha! I can't see the audience, friends, family, and people! I took these things with me and it was useful! Then I can't get the kid stuff hahahahaha!"

Mao Dalei was still in surprise, grabbing his equipment to show off to the camera, and just at this moment, the Yin Ling was about to make another shot, but it seemed that he suddenly sensed something and slowly disappeared...

Immediately afterwards, Qin Wen's voice rang from a distance.

"Mao Dalei! Where are you? I heard it back!"

He ran all the way and asked when he saw the villagers, only then did he finally catch up with Mao Dalei's footsteps.

"Hey! Brother Qin! What about here! What are you doing here! Hey! Listen to me! I just hell! He is a grandson! He was scared away by me!"

When Mao Dalei saw Qin Wen running over panting, he waved quickly, not forgetting to show off.

However, Qin Wen was totally unhappy, because he knew Mao Dalei didn't lie to himself...

He did hit a ghost...but what saved him was not the useless garbage~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but the apron, and the unsolvable skill of [Xuanwu Ling].

"The evil spirit on the apron has disappeared... There is no trace of Yin Qi here... Sure enough, there are ghosts that can hide the presence and Yin energy, and can swallow evil energy and blood..."

Qin Wen put his hands on his knees, panting, and looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, it was not too far from the village, and Mao Dalei hadn't walked out too much, otherwise he really couldn't guarantee what would happen.

"It seems that the secret here is more dangerous than I thought..."

Qin Wen was frightened and looked at Mao Dalei, who had nothing to do with it, with envy from the bottom of his heart.

He rushed over before he was in danger, and he also had an unreasonable defensive spirit like [Xuanwu Ling]. Maybe this was his [Strong Luck]...

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