Chifeng looked at the mess inside, and probably guessed that it was a fire after the smash. He saw the oil bucket in the corner inside!

Thinking that maybe I really found the wrong place, I might as well stretch out my hand to pull yuan Jingmei back and let her lead the way.

"That's it. There's no mistake. The altar is the place of worship. Now it's smashed. I'm afraid the things on it have been burned. Don't forget that Yuan Jingmei is already a living dead person. To put it bluntly, she's dead, just different from ordinary dead people. My father said that some people use evil methods to control the dead and inject their own vitality for him."

"What yuan Jingmei said may have happened. She wanted us to come and save him, but she didn't say how to save him. What happened to him! Rui'er is the aura of cultivation. Except that the devil can't absorb it, everything else can be absorbed and used for his own use. Even for ordinary people, the three of us can have a good meal together, and our cultivation is greatly improved... "

Wan Feng stepped forward and looked at the next position. Although she didn't know Feng Shui, she still had a general understanding. She had lived for a hundred years and had some insight.

What's more, since I came here, I noticed a different breath, which is the same as what I met outside, and even more intense. It shows that the strange breath outside comes from here, but there is no definite thing here, that is, I can't find the source.

If you're more careful, you'll find that there's a lot of food around you, but you can't find anything specific.

"Together, we became the thing that he did? Yuan Jingmei likes him and is willing to be his pawn? "

Chifeng hears Wanfeng's words, remembers yuan Jingmei's expression, and the people around her, including her grandmother. She won't lead them all, will she?

Because those people are not living people

Just as Chifeng's words fall, the broken door behind her suddenly closes. Chifeng subconsciously pulls Jiang Xinrui, stands beside her and pulls her sister. She is a boy, and of course she needs to protect the girl. But no matter Jiang Xinrui or Wan Feng, she reaches out her hand at the same time, tacitly protects the food in the middle and looks at the surrounding environment warily, The door won't close by itself. It's him.

In fact, we can't say that. It should be said that he has been there all the time. Since entering this village, they have entered his range, and now they have rushed directly into his old nest.

"If you can worship me, you will become a great rich man."

"Can I?"

When Jiang Xinrui protects Chifeng behind him, a strong man's voice suddenly comes out around the temple, solemn and old, constantly hovering in Jiang Xinrui's ears.

"How can we know if you can really keep me rich all my life? But if you really have this ability, I guess you can't get to this position! "

Jiang Xinrui and Wan Feng look at each other, then sneer.

It seems that Wan Feng is right. These people are attracted as nourishment. Those people outside have been absorbed, and then they are controlling them to attract more nourishment.

As Jiang Xinrui's voice just dropped, a wisp of red smoke slowly appeared in the place where there should have been a sacrificial table. When the smoke dispersed, the things inside slowly revealed