"It can talk and has a plot... it seems to be a complete anomaly, quite dangerous..."
Zhang Gen, the scapegoat,'s face suddenly changed drastically. He looked at Chen Jiuyang, "Sir?"
Chen Jiuyang's expression was calm and unchanged. He said faintly, "First, carefully observe the whereabouts of the Hand Slave, and see if he is in any of the coffins."
"Yes, sir." Zhang Gen immediately left the courtyard and began searching each coffin for the Hand Slave's whereabouts.
Chen Jiuyang waited patiently. He hadn't yet sensed the power of the 'curse'.
The sound of gongs and drums echoed from outside the village, as if the anomaly was truly about to descend.
The dozens to hundreds of international police officers within the village had their expressions change drastically. They began searching for safe places or employing means to protect themselves.
Following this, boundless darkness encroached, as if to devour all things, striking fear into their hearts.
Chen Jiuyang's expression also changed, "How is this possible!"
This was the night darkness of the Crippled Elder Village! How could it appear here!
Could it be that the Crippled Elder Village had undergone a great change?
He raised his hand and beckoned. Instantly, he pulled back the scapegoat who was still exploring the coffins in front of him. Then, he turned his head and found that a palm-sized, eerie stone Buddha statue was hidden within the token in the hall, emitting a faint glow.
Chen Jiuyang held the stone statue and said to Zhang Gen, "Do not leave a range of two meters around me, or you will die."
"Yes, sir."
"Swish swish swish!"
At this moment, Qi Wushuang and the others lit strange candles to protect themselves from the darkness.
"Hmm?" Chen Jiuyang frowned, "What is this now?"
It seemed that these international police officers were not just for show... or perhaps they had other prepared means, which explained why they dared to explore such a ghost village.
Zhang Gen replied, "Sir, this is a Buddha Candle, made by fusing the power of Buddhist incense with Daoist energy. It has the effect of resisting anomalies. It is expensive and its duration is very short."
Chen Jiuyang nodded slightly, "It seems to be another new Daoist lineage..."
"Let's go, it's time to find the Hand Slave now."
Since he knew that the anomaly before him was boundless darkness, or something similar, holding this eerie Buddha statue would allow him to walk within it safely.
"Yes, sir."
Chen Jiuyang speculated that since Zhang Gen knew about these Buddha Candles, the Hand Slave had likely prepared them as well.
"Wuwuwuwu~"
The malevolent Daoist ghosts howled like ghosts, attacking them, as if constantly sounding in their ears, making their skin crawl.
The eerie Buddha statue in Chen Jiuyang's hand flickered, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, giving the impression that it could be extinguished at any moment, making Zhang Gen tremble with fear and extreme unease.
The two walked for forty to fifty minutes, covering the entire village, but found no trace of the Hand Slave...
"It seems very likely that he is dead..." Chen Jiuyang frowned.
He sighed. It was truly a pity that a subordinate like the Hand Slave, with his exceptional intelligence, had died like this.
Chen Jiuyang's leisurely stroll through the ghost village with Zhang Gen attracted the attention of all the international police officers.
"Captain, what is this person relying on to dare to be so ostentatious?" someone asked Qi Wushuang with a frown.
Qi Wushuang frowned and said, "Let's not worry about him for now. The situation is still unclear, so we cannot act rashly."
Then, he sneered, "He is lacking in information and probably doesn't know about the news of two anomalies getting married..."
This would be enough to shatter the courage of many.
Two anomalies were getting married.
It was simply horrifying.
"Dada da..."
At this moment.
A figure in a bright red wedding dress appeared in the darkness, appearing from nowhere in the village.
"Ghost bride..." Many people's eyes flashed with fear as they swallowed.
Immediately, they noticed that the Buddha Candles in their hands were burning faster.
"Could it be... that there really is a wedding?" Chen Jiuyang couldn't help but frown.
"Hmm?" At this moment, Zhang Gen's eyes widened, and he said with disbelief, "Sir, the person standing next to the ghost bride looks like the Hand Slave."
Chen Jiuyang looked closely and saw that behind the ghost bride in red, there was a figure holding a candle, his face pale, dripping with cold sweat.
It really was the Hand Slave...
Chen Jiuyang said in a deep voice, "Let's go over."
Since the Hand Slave had survived, he must have more information than anyone else.
He led Zhang Gen towards the ghost bride.
In the boundless darkness, everyone was at a distance, and the details were not clear.
"Ding ling dang!"
The bells hanging on the ghost bride's red veil made a sound as she walked, a scene that was extremely eerie.
"Sir..." Seeing Chen Jiuyang and Zhang Gen, the Hand Slave almost collapsed, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
Then, he opened his mouth and said, "Sir, there is a great secret here."
A chilling, sharp ghost voice sounded:
"The groom is here~"
"All guests, please be seated for the banquet~"
"Hualala!"
The anomalies that crawled out of the coffins carried benches and chairs, and then seemingly beautiful dishes appeared, fragrant and mouth-watering.
At this moment, Chen Jiuyang sensed the power of the 'curse'. He said in a deep voice, "The show is about to begin. You two find a table and chairs to sit down first, I'll be there later."
His primary objective here was to refine the power of the 'curse', and his second objective was to save the Hand Slave.
"Yes, sir." The Hand Slave and Zhang Gen immediately found a table with food and sat down, feeling like they were sitting on pins and needles. Sitting at the same table were malevolent Daoist ghosts.
"The bride is getting into the sedan chair!" The chilling, sharp ghost voice sounded.
Then, the ghost bride, dressed in a large red robe, began to walk towards a ghost sedan chair that appeared out of nowhere.
Chen Jiuyang hardened his heart and directly followed the ghost bride, getting into the ghost sedan chair.
"!!!"
Many people were stunned.
"This person's courage is too great, daring to get into the ghost bride's sedan chair. What is he relying on?"
Qi Wushuang frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's go with him!"
"This person's seemingly dangerous actions actually contain great opportunities."
A gamble for a motorcycle to become a motorcycle!
However, they did not know that after Chen Jiuyang got into the ghost sedan chair, his expression changed.
As soon as the ghost bride got into the sedan chair, she took off her large red veil, revealing her appearance! m..oΓg
And her appearance was none other than Wu Shuang'er, whom Chen Jiuyang had met in the Nine Nether Myriad Tomb on the Du You Boat!
At this moment, Chen Jiuyang felt a chill run down his spine again.
Why would he meet this Wu Shuang'er here again?
This Wu Shuang'er was truly like a nightmare that refused to go away.
"Swish!"
After Wu Shuang'er took off her red veil, her gaze fell upon Chen Jiuyang. The eerie Buddha statue in Chen Jiuyang's hand immediately began to crack, making him even more uneasy, and an indescribable terrifying ill omen surged into his heart.
"Brother Chen, long time no see."
Chen Jiuyang's hair stood on end. This ghost bride Wu Shuang'er actually recognized him!
Damn it, what was going on!