"Excuse me, is your hair black or white?" Fang Xiu asked calmly, gazing at the old man's full head of black hair.
The old man looked quite surprised: "My hair has been white for ten years."
Suddenly, Fang Xiu laughed.
A smile appeared on his fair and serene face, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and he said, word by word, "Have you never died before?"
The old man was taken aback, then said angrily, "What are you saying! You..."
"No!" came Shen Lingxue's scream from not far away.
Whoosh!
A flash of silver light.
A sharp scalpel sliced through the air, cutting the old man's throat in the process.
The old man's eyes suddenly widened, his whole body trembled, and his face was full of disbelief.
Zhao Hao and the fat man were both dumbfounded. He killed the couple before, and now he's killing the old man. Fang Xiu is like a murderous demon king, killing people at the drop of a hat.
Shen Lingxue rushed over quickly, glaring angrily at Fang Xiu: "What exactly do you want to do! How could you kill an ordinary person! You......."
Before she could finish speaking, Fang Xiu interrupted her, saying, "He is not an ordinary person."
Fang Xiu pointed to the old man's neck, and Shen Lingxue looked at it and froze on the spot.
Surprisingly, not a drop of blood flowed from the old man's neck, and what was visible in the wound was not flesh and blood, but strands of severed hair! Jet black, glossy hair!
"Hair...?"
Just then, the air suddenly froze, and the entire village seemed to be enveloped by a silent terror, instantly falling into complete silence.
It was as if the whole world had been put on pause, and everything was completely silent.
The villagers who were walking on the road froze in place, motionless, like puppets.
"Everyone be careful!" Shen Lingxue immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly called for everyone to be on alert.
At this moment, the old man whose throat had been slit by Fang Xiu raised his head. His eyes were lifeless, and he let out an inhuman roar. The broken hair on his neck began to grow and heal.
Whoosh!
Fang Xiu stabbed him in the neck again, giving him no chance to heal and transform, directly interrupting the spellcasting.
This time, even their heads were cut off; the severed neck was covered in dense, black stubble.
This time, however, the hair stopped growing because he used the power of pain. Under the influence of this power, the hair not only stopped growing but also began to dry up and wither.
But Fang Xiu felt no joy at all, because there were too many villagers.
There are at least a hundred villagers in the entire Blackwater Village, and by this time, the villagers from the surrounding area had already gathered around.
And villagers kept flocking to this place.
At this moment, the villagers' faces no longer showed any trace of simplicity and kindness; instead, they were filled with gloom. Their once black and shiny hair began to grow wildly, like tiny black snakes writhing.
Faced with so many villagers, even the experienced spirit master Shen Lingxue couldn't help but show a look of despair.
"Damn it! These villagers are all demon slaves! The intelligence was wrong. A demon that can control so many demon slaves is not a D-level demon at all. It is at least C+, or even B!" In her desperation, Shen Lingxue blurted out the truth.
However, Fang Xiu didn't care, because he finally figured out a problem.
That's why there isn't a single phantom in the entire Blackwater Village.
Because... there wasn't a single living person left in the entire village!
Regardless of their form, those illusory and bizarre creatures have only one purpose: to devour people. Therefore, they can only exist where there are living people.
Blackwater Village is located in a mountainous area, which is already very remote and sparsely populated. Now that everyone in the village has become a ghost slave, it is equivalent to not having a single living person within a radius of several kilometers. Over time, naturally, there will be no more ghosts here.
This is why Blackwater Village has no ghost realm, yet no eerie sights can be seen.
"roar!!"
Countless villagers erupted in a cacophony of inhuman roars, then charged at the crowd like zombies.
Shen Lingxue's expression was very heavy. She gritted her teeth and said, "We can't fight head-on. I'll use flames to blast a way out. You guys follow behind me and break through."
Fang Xiu, if I'm not mistaken, the scalpel in your hand is a treacherous weapon, isn't it? This scalpel is very sharp; it can cut through hair.
These hairs are incredibly strong; even my flames take several seconds to burn them to ashes. So, currently, only the two of us can harm these demonic slaves.
"I'll clear the way. You deal with the scattered demonic slaves. Liu Shuai and Zhao Hao, you two follow behind Fang Xiu. Let's move out!"
At Shen Lingxue's command, two blazing fireballs were thrown into the crowd.
Boom!
The villagers who were blocking the way were instantly blasted away, and some of them even turned into human torches, burning fiercely.
There was a brief opening in the encirclement, and the group quickly ran towards it. However, they hadn't taken more than two steps before the villagers surrounded them again.
Boom!
Shen Lingxue relentlessly bombarded the villagers who tried to approach with flames. Although the power was immense, she could only burn three to five villagers to death at a time. Moreover, with such a high intensity of attacks, her spiritual energy was being consumed rapidly.
Although Zhao Hao and the fat man looked terrified, they still took out their pistols and kept shooting at the villagers.
Unfortunately, the pistol was not very effective against the demon slaves. Even if a hole was shot in their body, countless hairs would plug the hole in the next moment, causing no harm at all and only delaying the attack.
The group had only run a few dozen meters when they were surrounded by more and more villagers.
Even more terrifying was that Shen Lingxue's spiritual energy was almost exhausted. The fireball in her hand was clearly getting smaller and smaller, her face was getting paler and paler, and despair was gradually appearing in her beautiful eyes.
Just then, a scream rang out.
It's Zhao Hao!
A few strands of hair defied gravity, floating over and wrapping around Zhao Hao's neck.
Hiss hiss hiss—
Those few strands of long black hair instantly tightened, binding Zhao Hao tightly with such force that they dragged him to the ground and pulled him further into the crowd.
Zhao Hao gripped the hair around his neck tightly with both hands, his eyes bulging and his face flushed red.
"Hugh...brother, help..."
Whoosh!
A flash of silver light, and Zhao Hao's hair at the neck snapped off instantly.
"Huff... Ah..." Zhao Hao gasped for breath, still shaken.
However, the crisis was not over. The next second, countless villagers' hairs floated up against gravity and shot towards Zhao Hao like sharp swords. The dense hairs formed a large net that instantly swallowed Zhao Hao.
Fang Xiu kept waving the scalpel, but the scalpel was too small and there was too much hair. Even if he cut off strand after strand, it would take a professional barber several days and nights to cut the hair of hundreds of villagers.
Thus, Zhao Hao died.
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