The two dolls looked like real people from a distance, with dull expressions and a sinister aura about them.
Mao Yongan stood still, while the two dolls walked away under the control of his mental power.
The living area is enclosed by a wall and has a gate.
One of the dolls opened the door and walked in, while the other doll stood outside the door, holding a sword in his hand, carefully guarding against attacks that might come at any time.
After confirming that there was no risk, the doll kept walking around and looking left and right.
The scene seen by the doll appeared in Mao Yongan's pupils.
Knife marks and sword marks can be seen everywhere on the walls in the courtyard.
And blood.
It seems that a war once broke out here, but looking at the surrounding situation, it looks more like a massacre.
The people in the courtyard had no time to react before they were killed by the sudden enemies, and their bodies were scattered everywhere.
It's just that the remains of the corpses scattered on the ground have not rotted away, but are like mummies, as if the blood has been drained out. However, in this mountain filled with energy, the corpses are perfectly preserved.
There are several wooden barrels not far away, which must have been used by the people who once lived here to fetch water.
It's just that everything in the bucket is blood.
It did not dry up with the passage of time, but remained nourished by the same energy, but it became smelly.
Suddenly, Mao Yongan, who was standing outside the door, stiffened.
Through the doll's eyes, he discovered a row of bloody footprints on the ground.
Not what it used to be.
The bloody footprints haven't completely dried yet, which means that there was someone... walking here not long ago!
But he didn't realize it.
In other words, while he was still working hard to climb the mountain, someone was already one step ahead of him and walking around on the mountain.
Judging from the traces of these footprints...
This person is near me!
For a moment, Mao Yongan's scalp was numb. It took a lot of effort to go up this step. At the same time, he was lucky enough to get up because the technique he practiced had the same source as this energy.
How did this person come so silently?
Also, if the steps are really an experience, how can you hear a sigh when you pass them by yourself?
unless...
That's not experience, but...
stop.
Don't you want to die yourself?
Although Mao Yongan was unlucky and not lucky enough, he was not a fool. He analyzed a lot of things in an instant. At this moment, his expression changed wildly, and then...
He barely saw a figure through the puppet's eyes.
then...
The connection between him and the puppet is broken!
His own puppet was destroyed!
In an instant, Mao Yongan subconsciously turned around and ran down the mountain. While running, he took out pieces of talisman paper and stuck them on his legs.
The stairs that he originally used for training now seemed like a dead end.
because...
It is forbidden to fly here!
That is to say...
Can only run!
But even with the blessing of the talisman, Mao Yongan's current physique cannot make him faster.
and...
He could feel that he was being watched by a terrifying existence!
Footsteps!
A clear sound of footsteps sounded behind him, one step, two steps!
The footsteps were full of rhythm. They didn't look anxious, but rather graceful like a cat playing with a mouse, but the sound was getting closer and closer to him.
Apparently.
This guy has already chased me.
Vaguely, Mao Yongan heard a chuckle, as if it was ringing in his ears.
It's a woman's laughter.
He even felt someone blowing a gentle breath into his ear.
For a moment, Mao Yongan's scalp went numb and he ran even more desperately.
But the footsteps were still chasing him closely, and soon, his back sank, as if a thousand-jin weight was pressing down on him.
His steps slowed down instantly.
Mao Yong's heart was filled with despair. He didn't expect that he would be trapped in this so-called Taoist holy land despite the strong winds and waves.
sound...
Somewhat ridiculous.
Didn't the old woman named Meng Po lie?
My destiny has changed now. There are only dangers and no opportunities?
How else to explain that after arriving in the wasteland, I have been constantly on the run. Even if I occasionally find a few supernatural items, they are still worthless gadgets.
Compared to before...
Too bad.
But Po Meng said that this change was good for her, otherwise she would one day die due to this inexplicable chance!
...
However, even if there is no chance, he will die!
It would be better to die holding a certain valuable treasure!
Mao Yongan cursed secretly.
He didn't even dare to look back and see what kind of guy was on his back.
A little cold, like a person.
And it still exudes a rotten corpse-like stench!
It can't be a ghost, right?
That half-king-level ghost almost died the moment he approached Longhu Mountain. What kind of ghost is he that can walk around freely in Longhu Mountain?
And why haven't you killed yourself?
Do you want to tease first and then take your time?
Have you been alone for a long time and feel a little lonely?
"grass!"
"If you can, just kill me, Master Dao!"
"What's the point of teasing me!"
Mao Yongan was still running wildly, and he was not idle, shouting curses!
For a moment, the footsteps suddenly stopped for a moment.
The weight of that thing on my back became much heavier at this moment!
Immediately afterwards, footsteps sounded again, and the sound was not even more than one meter away from him, as if he could catch up at any time!
Two ghosts?
As he started to curse, he could clearly feel that the eyes looking at him from behind seemed to become even more resentful.
"Uncle Ghost!"
"Ghost Ancestor!"
"Brother, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
"I'm not married yet!"
"My son Mao Gang hasn't been born yet!"
"I can't die!"
It was as if the two words Mao Gang gave him infinite motivation, forcing him to move forward again.
But the aura behind him seemed to fluctuate a little at this moment.
Seems very angry!
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his calf. Mao Yongan gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could.
finally...
At the critical moment, Mao Yongan jumped hard, reached the bottom of the mountain, and rushed out of the stone steps.
The footsteps stopped suddenly.
The huge pressure behind me has also been reduced a lot, but things are still there.
Mao Yongan was sweating profusely and sat slumped on the ground. He finally had the strength to look at the road he had walked before.
Bloody footprints.
He followed him until the last step, and then finally disappeared.
This guy...
Have you left?
still...
Use yourself to escape from Longhu Mountain?
Mao Yongan had been running wildly before and had no time to think, but after thinking about it carefully, a chill emerged in his heart.
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