Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

The villagers knocked open the three houses in the yard, and after killing people, they choked. They didn't know that the He Ping and his party in these three houses were not real people, but were using the "curse" of the Ghost Crying Sect. A dummy made from the art of pottery.

After the villagers who turned into fishmen had eaten and wiped clean, their behavior and appearance changed again. They became extremely ordinary again, and left the courtyard one by one. After they left, one of the rooms The lights inside are bright.

Later, Chi Xinzi and others returned to the house that was smashed into a mess. Everyone looked at the clay debris on the floor and looked a little strange.

He Ping looked around, looked at the swaying bean flames, and shook his head slightly.

"These villagers don't have the memories of today, and they don't know that they will become like this. Tomorrow, they won't have the slightest impression of what happened today, and will completely forget it..."

Seeing this, Chi Xinzi added another explanation.

He Ping said calmly: "It seems that the villagers in Wan'an Village are not human beings, but transformed from other things. However, they do not have evil spirits on them, and they should not be monsters. So what are they?"

"This has nothing to do with us."

Mother-in-law Miaohua was obviously not interested in getting to the bottom of things, so she turned to look at Chi Xinzi.

"Chixinzi, don't hide it. Where is the entrance to the secret realm?"

"Don't worry yet, the time is not yet ripe."

The expression on Chi Xinzi's face also became a little calmer.

"We have to wait until the fifth watch at the latest. Everyone, you should make some preparations first. To enter the Narcissus Cave, we also need to be energetic enough to be able to do anything."

Everyone listened to his words and found a place to rest, waiting for the opportunity mentioned by Chi Xinzi.

…

Five o'clock in the morning.

He Ping didn't stay with anyone else. He hid in another room in the courtyard. He didn't light a lamp, he just sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate.

Suddenly, his five senses and six consciousnesses suddenly moved. At the critical moment of recharging his energy, the depths of his soul and the nine heavenly palaces illuminated by the bright moon trembled. His eyes suddenly opened and his gaze moved in the direction of the door.

He noticed that there was fog outside the house.

He Ping stood up, and as he approached the threshold of the wooden door, a thin mist came out of the crack in the door and wrapped around his feet.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

"Click——"

The wooden door opened, but he was slightly startled. The whole Wan'an Village seemed to have changed. The courtyard was shrouded in a gray mist. Through the courtyard wall, he could see that there was also a thin layer of fog floating on the houses and streets outside. Fog, deeper into the fog, the gray fog becomes much denser...

It’s so intense that you can’t even see what’s behind it…

He Ping sniffed and smelled a faint fishy smell, like the smell of fish in the sea.

"Junior brother, it seems you feel it too."

A dull voice sounded at the wooden door on the other side, and Chi Xinzi also pushed the door open. Different from before, he now changed into a green robe. Under the hood, Chi Xinzi's eyes were burning, staring at The surrounding gray fog.

"When the fog comes together, the opportunity has arrived, and today happens to be the day when the Shuifu Cave is opened. Let's go, junior brother."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out the door.

At the same time, the wooden doors of several other rooms also opened, and Wu Meizi and others also walked out.

They left the courtyard and came outside the house. Outside the earthen wall, chaos, darkness, and gray mist filled the entire village.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the visibility was extremely low. Everything around us above, below, left, and right turned into a very light gray.

"This fog is weird..."

The old kiln ghost came out with three disciples in yellow shirts. The master of the Ghost Crying Sect looked up at the night sky.

——The moon, the night sky, and the sky are all invisible, only thick gray fog covers it, like a black pot covering most of the sky.

"Everyone, let's go in this direction! Let's go to where the ancient well is..."

Chixinzi called out to the people behind him, and he didn't know when he had an ancient bronze lamp in his hand. There was a figurine with a snake body and a human head coiled around the ancient lamp. The ancient lamp was mottled with green rust. When it was lit, it emitted A dim fire.

The mist seemed to be afraid of this ancient lamp, which should be a magic weapon. As the faint green flame like a will-o'-the-wisp lit up, the mist turned into strands and dispersed. Gradually, the fire illuminated a path.

"nice one……"

When the old kiln ghost of the Ghost Crying Sect saw the human-snake figurine lantern held by Chi Xinzi, his eyes glowed green.

"This should be the soul-suppressing lamp used by the princes and nobles of the Daxian Dynasty in the previous dynasty to suppress the evil spirits in the tombs, break the darkness and illuminate the Youluo Realm. Chixinzi, you really got a good thing..."

Chi Xinzi didn't reply when he heard this, he just laughed twice.

Walking slowly in the fog, He Ping stretched out his hand and touched the floating mist threads. The mist threads were like living creatures, swimming between his fingers.

"This fog... seems to be 'alive'."

This was not his guess, but what he sensed with his spiritual power. The gray mist shrouding Wan'an Village seemed to be a huge creature, and now he was in the body of a huge creature.

"I think you may be right."

Chi Xinzi spoke unhurriedly and said: "Any injury suffered by the villagers in the village will be repaired in the mist... This ghost mist is the source of all the weirdness in this village. No matter what happens in this village, , at night, it will be shrouded by these diffuse fogs, and it will return to normal."

"I have a question."

Wu Meizi also followed, and at this time he also raised a question.

"What will happen if I burn this place down?"

"Nothing will happen," Chixinzi grinned and said, "I have done this kind of thing before. You have also noticed that something is not right about these gray fogs! Everything in this village, no matter how damaged it is, , everything in the village will return to its original state.”

"Could it be a phantom formation?"

Grandma Miaohua whispered.

"There is absolutely no such realistic illusory formation in the world. At least in my opinion, if it can be so real, it is not an illusory formation, but a great magical power that turns the imaginary into reality and the image into form."

Chi Xinzi sneered.

"With this kind of method to reach the sky, it makes no difference to us whether this illusory formation is an illusion or real... Oh, here we are, look there -"

With the help of the copper lamp in his hand, he broke through the surrounding fog, revealing a green, solid floor tile.

This is a long and open road, and at the end you can see an ancient stone well. In the ancient well, gray mist surges out like spring water.

"This...this well?"

Everyone present was stunned. When they heard Chi Xinzi mention the ancient well, they had already guessed that the ancient well should be the source of this strange fog. However, the scene they saw when they came here still made everyone feel... A hint of horror.

Both sides of this tile-paved road were filled with white shadows crawling and crawling on the ground.

Everyone didn't notice it at first, but when they got closer, they noticed that it was a white, round, chubby "piece of meat."

The "piece of meat" squirmed like a living thing, rolling out as the mist gushes out, like a slug, slowly crawling forward.

Just half a foot away, the thing suddenly trembled. The short five fingers growing directly from the piece of meat were squirming, and the mouth without a tongue suddenly opened in an impossible place, and then, the head of the fish appeared.

"Flocculant?"

The woman in red who was following Granny Miaohua screamed.

Rows on the ground, drilled out of the ancient wells, crawling forward are foreign objects that are transforming from "pieces of meat" into fish-men.

As if he noticed someone next to him, Meatloaf stretched out his hand as if asking for help, and then, the fish face began to evolve into a human face.

Chixinzi moved a step and waved his sleeves, and the piece of meat was swept away. However, on the floor tiles behind, a piece of meat with the face of a villager stood up straight, swaying his body, and looked towards the side. A thatched mud house walked slowly.

While he was walking, his hair, nose, and mouth began to deform, and clothes appeared on his body.

Then, the villager opened the wooden door and walked into the thatched earthen house. Not long after, a horrified cry came from the house.

"I have said before..."

Chi Xinzi said with a smile.

"Here, every seven days, it will be completely reset. These fishmen who come out of the well will become new villagers, and then kill and eat the old villagers, and then they will take over their identities. After completing the seven-day reincarnation, this reincarnation will continue continuously, which is also the biggest secret of Wan'an Village."