"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Seeing that the people in the room were not talking, Chen Anlin knocked on the door again: "Membersman, fellow villagers, you were still open the door just now, why did you hide?"

"You go, there is no one in the house." The people in the house suddenly spoke.

"Aren't you talking? We have something to ask you." Zhang Rong walked over and shouted.

But no one responded.

Zhang Rong looked at Chen Anlin, and Chen Anlin said, "Look at what I'm doing, Xu Ying'er, it's your turn to get on."

"I?"

"You go inside through the wall and see what's going on inside."

"I'm afraid..."

"You coward, you are still afraid as a ghost."

Chen Anlin was completely speechless.

Shaking his head, his murderous aura surged, and his huge murderous aura formed a human form and penetrated into the crack of the door.

The figure appeared behind the door and glanced at it. There was no one in the room, but there were a few plates of side dishes on the table.

The dishes are very simple, all of them are vegetarian dishes, and then there are three bowls of millet porridge.

It doesn't look like it's oily.

But in this ancient times, these foods were already very good for an ordinary family. How could poor families eat so much food?

The figure continued to walk, and soon heard the whispering sounds coming from the only bedroom inside.

"Who is the person coming? It seems to be from outside."

"It's over. Don't look for us again. If that person knows, it's over."

"Dad, I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid..."

The figure enters the bedroom.

The purpose of this family of three was to hide in the corner tremblingly.

The male owner hugged his head and the woman hugged the child. If he looked carefully, the child's lower body was so scared that he peed out.

Chen Anlin was very strange. He didn't even see him. Are these three people afraid that they would be like this?

What happened in this village? What happened to this?

Seeing that these three people were afraid of becoming like this, Chen Anlin naturally couldn't disturb him anymore.

He withdrew his murderous aura and turned around and said, "This family is not easy to communicate with. Let's go and find a big family, it should be easier to talk about."

Zhang Rong nodded, held the horse and followed Chen Anlin.

Wherever I pass, every household is closed.

"Tait………”

At this time, it seemed like something was following behind.

Chen Anlin stopped at the door of a wealthy man with red paint on the outside wall.

Two white lanterns hung at the gate of this house.

This shows that this family is holding a funeral.

Chen Anlin walked to the door, and the door was closed. It seemed that this family didn't know that they were coming.

So he pushed the door open and entered directly.

Inside the house, some people were crying around a coffin.

The scene in front of me was a bit strange. At night, a family was crying in front of the coffin, but no one from the neighbors came.

"Who are you and how did you come in!"

A woman saw Chen Anlin and accused her in a sharp voice.

Her voice was loud, and everyone else heard it, and her face suddenly changed!

"Go out, get out for me."

"Don't worry, I'm here to help, I'm..."

Before Chen Anlin could report himself, the male owner of this family wanted to beat him with a wooden stick next to him.

Before Chen Anlin could take action, Zhang Rong drew his sword and the sword energy slashed over.

"Bang!"

The wooden stick becomes two pieces.

Zhang Rong said bravely: "I want to see how you want to act violently!"

"You guys will die, you will die!"

The man holding the wooden stick yelled and howled, as if he had seen something terrifying.

At this moment, he suddenly covered his neck: "No, no, don't kill me..."

He was suddenly hung up and his legs were kicked on the ground.

"What's wrong, it seems that his neck is tied up by something."

Chen Anlin noticed this. At some point, a rope appeared on the man's head. The rope was put on the man's neck and pulled him up.

Chen Anlin took out the pig-killing knife and stroked the man's head.

He originally thought that if the rope above the man's head was cut, the man would fall down.

But unexpectedly, although the man fell to the ground, there was no sign of loosening the rope around his neck.

Instead, it began to tighten.

“Geeh………”

The rope became tighter and tighter. Chen Anlin hurriedly walked over and looked closely. The man's neck was a rope that looked old. The rope was made of thick hemp and emitted a rotten odor on it.

‘The rope that has never died.’

Chen Anlin's eyes narrowed. The pig-killing knife is not easy to use now, because if it is cut, it is too powerful. When the rope is cut, the man will definitely die.

Chen Anlin could only grasp the rope!

But at this time, an accident happened suddenly.

A group of living people in the room seemed to have a rope growing around their necks.

then.

Everyone was hung up by the rope.

The scene in front of him was too terrifying, and Zhang Rong was stunned.

What's even more strange is that there was no support at the top of these ropes, but the group of people were hung up by the weird ropes.

Chen Anlin's eyes flashed. He knew that he was not a god and it was impossible for him to save so many people at once. He could only try his best.

He reached out and grabbed the rope around the middle-aged man's neck.

The moment I grabbed it, a feeling of extreme coldness hit my palm.

‘I actually want to attack me.’

Chen Anlin has seen how powerful this rope is. He guessed that the person who controls the rope is probably the one who is hanging.

"Storm, Thunder and Lightning Curse!"

Chen Anlin patted lightly, this time he weakened his strength and slapped the head on the rope.

The rope shattered.

But because the rope was too tight just now, although the rope had been broken, the person's neck had been snatched.

The man shrugged his head and looked at Chen Anlin with his body twitching.

“Hurry… go…”

The man made his last desperate voice, then his head tilted, completely losing his breath.

"Ah... the rope is so tight!"

On Zhang Rong's side, she tried hard to help a little boy tear a rope, but it was useless at all.

After all, she is an ordinary person. Even though she is already very powerful, she is still not as powerful as ghost power.

Seeing that the little boy was about to be strangled to death, the rope was like a snake, wandering towards Zhang Rong's right arm.

Zhang Rong wanted to rub her smelly body down, but the rope was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it kept going.

"I'll do it!"
To be continued...