After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 657

After the bloody storm, there was no pure color left on the few people still standing.

It was like a dog rolling in the mud and shaking its fur, with filth everywhere.

"In front of the county magistrate's sedan chair, all soldiers and civilians, please get out of the way~" The ghost who was beating the gong sounded a gong, and the sedan chair slowly went away and then disappeared in the mist behind.

All this is no big deal to it.

Even the ghost in the sedan didn't even glance at him.

"Ah~"

"Dead, all dead!"

"What should I do, wuwuwu..."

"..."

The ghost disappeared, and no one knew who shouted the first cry.

The crowd opened their mouths wide, desperately trying to exhale the horror and trembling in their hearts.

"Isn't this ghost too fierce?" Wei Wu's face was full of shock. Although the supernatural events in the East World were also very fierce, they were completely different from this.

This is too unreasonable.

I didn't see the ghost making a move, nor did I see anything else... but suddenly he was blown in the head.

Those that made loud noises all exploded.

Xu Gui's words are like laws, and his words are enforced by the law.

If you violate the rules, you will be shot in the head.

Not only him, but even Cai Linglong and Huan Qingwu turned pale at this moment.

Powerful things are frightening, and unknown things are terrifying.

After this round of explosion, more than half of them died.

Especially those delicate courtesans who like to scream.

The result is that there are only two left standing.

After a brief commotion, the crowd decided to move on.

This time all the floats were abandoned and everyone was moving forward on foot. No one knew what they would encounter ahead, and the consequences of not being able to avoid it might be even uglier than a headshot.

It took two incense sticks of time to walk there.

Just when everyone's emotions had calmed down a little, the supernatural appeared again in the mist ahead, and a group of children came running out, jumping and laughing.

"Three, three, four, four, we are all wooden men, no talking, no moving!"

The children were playing and walking forward while playing games. Every time a command was shouted, the children would stop and be silent. If one of them moved or spoke, he would be laughed at by the others and his hand would be patted by everyone.

Repeat this cycle, playing as you walk.

When everyone saw this scene, they were both frightened and suspicious.

Because this time they were not bodyless ghosts, but really a group of children, both boys and girls, wearing colorful clothes, pigtails, silver bracelets, and longevity locks.

They are lively and cheerful, just like the innocent and childish kids you see every day in the city.

Soon, the children came closer and everyone instinctively made way.

"Three, three, four, four, we are all wooden men, no talking, no moving!"

However... before everyone could completely move aside, the children had already finished shouting the command.

Amid the chaotic sound of footsteps, the innocent and childish child immediately turned around laughing and shouted happily at the person who was still dodging.

"Haha, look, they're moving!"

“They lost!”

"we won!"

"yeah!!"

"..."

The words fell.

"Boom bang bang..."

As a result, waves of blood flew among the crowd who were avoiding them.

Dozens of heads were scattered everywhere again, just like bursting watermelons.

Many people were caught off guard and instinctively covered their mouths, fearing they would scream.

However, the wooden man...cannot be moved.

Another burst of explosion~

Until everyone was trembling and there was no more movement.

The children then continued their cycle, laughing and joking as they walked away, disappearing into the mist behind them.

The trembling breathing was heavy and suppressed, and the terror and horror rose again.

It took a long time until one of them could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground, and since he was not shot in the head, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief again.

"When an evil spirit passes through, the law will follow its words!"

"What they say are the rules, the laws. If you break them, you will die!"

The old man driving the cart looked at the blood all over the ground, swallowed hard, and shouted.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one objected.

Virtual ghosts can kill people, and even innocent and childish children can kill people.

The old man driving the coach gave the key to explaining the cause of death, and this time everyone recovered much faster.

Of course, what’s more important is that those who lost their patience have all died.

After that, everyone set off again. After a while, the ghost appeared again, this time it was a funeral procession.

In the front is a Taoist priest, followed by the Eight Immortals carrying a coffin, and behind them are the mourners crying and sending off their children.

The Taoist rang the bell and sang: "The heroic spirit has fallen, the sky is dark, all living things are weeping, mortals are getting out of the way~"

The singing was heavy, and the crying of the funeral procession behind was obviously louder.

Everyone had already made way, and when they heard the words "all beings weeping," they immediately imitated the funeral procession and began to cry.

Those who react quickly cry early, and those who react slowly follow suit, but no one dares to be negligent, no matter whether the crying is real or fake.

Those who were a little timid tried their best to squeeze out tears.

This time, the old man driving the coachman's words were verified again.

With everyone crying, they almost got through it safely, except for one unlucky guy who got his head blown off.

He is mute.

There is no mercy in the spiritual world. The more inadequate you are, the faster you die.

Then, the team passed by a wedding procession and an official traveling.

The wedding party should congratulate, smile, or at least not be unhappy.

Officials must kneel when traveling, they cannot look up, and they cannot look around.

With the experience accumulated previously, the team finally got through the two encounters completely safely without any more headshots.

But the supernatural never stops,

Not long after, another Confucian scholar emerged from the mist.

The scholar was gentle and refined, not talking non-stop as before. Instead, he didn't stop until he reached Huan Qingwu and saw the white snow-capped Himalayas faintly visible under her veil. Then he hurriedly covered his eyes and face and shouted, "Don't look at anything indecent, don't listen to anything indecent!"

"See nothing indecent, hear nothing indecent!"

When everyone heard this, they quickly closed their eyes and covered their ears.

Can’t see, can’t hear!

This is what the Confucian scholars said.

The scholar walked away quickly while muttering something in his mouth, and soon his voice disappeared.

But this time, what disappeared was not only the muttering of the Confucian scholar, but also the rapid and suppressed breathing of the crowd.

The surroundings gradually became as quiet as death.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense... half an hour... and then a long time passed.

When Wei Wu couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes to observe, he was shocked and stood up suddenly in fright.

Because at this moment, there was nothing around him...

Except for Huan Qingwu who was standing right next to him, everyone else had disappeared. Only a messy trail of footprints remained on the ground, extending towards the mist in the distance ahead.