The village was so quiet that even the heartbeat could be clearly heard. Lin Hao involuntarily tightened his clothes. Nightingale raised her eyes to look at the dark sky and suggested, "It's better to retreat into the house and wait."
Lin Hao shook his head and trembled: "That oil lamp is really too penetrating, so you should feel more at ease in the courtyard."
Yu Lu thought for a while and said: "The view in the courtyard is wider, and it is more convenient if we need to communicate with each other. Let's stay outside the house for the time being." Everyone thought the same thing and kept silent.
"Knock, knock!" A cold knock on the door suddenly sounded. The disciples were caught off guard and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Lin Hao said in a voiceless voice: "There is a ghost!"
Yu Lu shouted: "Ignorant boy, his mind is full of random thoughts."
Lin Hao took a few steps closer to Yu Lu, pretending to be calm and said: "Brother, I heard that the ghosts who died unjustly were too resentful to be inspired, and they were cynical and wished to treat everyone's souls as playthings. Do you think we can really do this? Meet this dirty thing?"
Yu Lu was noncommittal and said with a smile: "Junior brother, please don't tell ghost stories at night, because people like to hear ghost stories as well..."
Before he finished speaking, a heavy sigh suddenly came from the east corner, and a man's face appeared on the wall. He grinned at everyone and then disappeared.
Everyone suddenly felt horrified. That cold sigh was like a sharp sword that could pierce the heart. Lin Hao's scalp was numb and he was so frightened that he could not speak.
Nightingale's heart felt like someone had squeezed it hard. In this silent night, she had forgotten her mentor and friend beside her. The depressing atmosphere made her just want to scream.
Susha Qingying took a step forward and placed her slender jade palms on Nightingale's armpits. Her silent comfort made Nightingale calm down a little, but her clenched teeth could not help but collide.
Susha Qingying's face turned blue, and when he was trying to say a few words of comfort and to encourage himself, another burst of "Jie Jie Jie" sneers came from the west corner without warning.
Everyone was in disbelief and wanted to gather together, but unfortunately their feet felt like they were filled with lead and couldn't move forward.
A sneer that was as cold as a bone marrow sounded like the sound of death. A hand as thin as a chicken's claw, pale and bluish-green, poked out from outside the wall, with long and sharp nails painted with bright red ointment.
Immediately afterwards, a disheveled head appeared faintly, as if it had been soaked in blood. The blood was squishy and wet. The upper body was covered with a red robe, but below it, there was nothing!
The hair on Lin Hao's body stood on end, but a strange thought suddenly came to his mind. He felt that the ghost stories he had heard in the past were too childish.
Yu Lu remained calm and shouted: "Where did this lonely ghost come from?"
The half-body ghost was like a puppet on strings, floating left and right in the air. The skinny fingers stretched out into strange postures, and slowly pushed away the long, bloody hair.
Everyone's stomach tightened, what a terrifying grimace it was!
Blue-black blood vessels are like climbing vines on the wall, climbing up the neck and cheeks. There is no chin, the nose is just a deep hollow, the eyes have no pupils, only bloodshot whites, and the bright and bloated upper lip is slightly tilted, with a weird look. A heart-stopping smile.
The flowing air suddenly dropped to freezing point, and Nightingale's heart was almost frozen. Everyone was trembling with fear, and their bodies were shaking like chaff.
Yu Lu's whole body suddenly burst into a bright and magnificent glow, he stamped his feet and said with a forced smile: "What an ugly thing!"
The sound was extremely loud, and it carried a calming power. When it reached the ears, it felt like waking up from a dream, making people feel frightened and relieved.
The ghost raised the corners of its mouth, then lowered its head suddenly, and its lonely head fell straight down.
Nightingale's palms were covered in cold sweat, but she suddenly gritted her teeth and kicked the ghost's head.
A harsh sneer came out of Guitou's mouth, and he flashed in the air, rushing towards the door in front of Nightingale. The rotten stench lingering around Guitou could be heard from afar.
Nightingale felt nauseous, and suddenly she saw a white sharp claw rising from beside her, taking the first step and grabbing the ghost's head firmly in its claws.
The ghost grinned and stretched out a long, scarlet tongue to lick it.
Susha Qingying snorted coldly, and the white light on her claws became brighter, instantly crushing the ghost head into ashes.
The strange laughter of "Jie Jie Jie" still didn't stop. The ghost in the air couldn't stop laughing, and another head grew out of thin air on its neck.
This harsh, shrill laughter echoed over Ghost Dance Village, adding a bit of fear.
Yu Lu ordered everyone to form a fan-shaped defense arrangement. Suddenly, he saw the oil lamp on the altar table in the room suddenly jump a few times, and the light gradually became brighter, and the entire courtyard was illuminated in a green light.
The ghostly green sparks bloomed one after another in the Ghost Dance Village. Within a moment, every house was brightly lit and it became completely noisy. There were ghosts inside and outside the courtyard, and there were countless vicious spirits wandering around here.
Lin Hao stared ahead cautiously, and suddenly seemed to see something extremely incredible, and said in shock: "Look!"
Everyone turned around and saw that the eyes of the two paper figures beside the iron bucket suddenly rolled, their hands and feet shook, and they stood up tremblingly. Their bodies supported by bamboo pieces made a clicking sound, and they were painted in red. His lips were slightly open, and his breathing became increasingly rapid, like the death song tearing at everyone's psychological defenses.
Nightingale was dripping with cold sweat, her mind went blank, and her body was shivering like autumn leaves in the cold wind. Just when she was so frightened that she couldn't control herself, Yu Lu suddenly let out a loud shout in his throat, and the Canglang Fairy Sword struck the paper man with a sword light. go.
After a muffled "bang bang" sound, the paper man only took a few steps back. The paper puppet was as hard as fine steel. When Yu Lu took a breath of air, the paper man seemed to grin.
The outside of the courtyard became increasingly lively. The shabby courtyard door was smashed into pieces with a few ping-pong-pong bangs, and a large number of paper dolls swarmed in.
Yu Lu said: "It's just a possession of Yin spirits. It has no other abilities except physical violence. Junior sister Ying'er and Lin Hao are guarding the ground. Let's get rid of these Yin spirits first."
There were many ghosts on the wall of the courtyard, and the dark shadows rushed toward them with their teeth and claws. Susha Qingying activated the Emperor Feather Sword and summoned a three-legged golden crow to rush towards the enemy. The golden flames only burned the ghosts to a roaring sound. .
Yu Lu threw away the Canglang Fairy Sword and used the lightning strike technique to restrain the ghosts. Thunderballs rolled over the courtyard, wreaking havoc on the ghosts one after another.
Nightingale and Lin Hao finally calmed down. In fact, what they feared most was the intangible and incomprehensible weird things. They would never collapse on the spot when facing real objects.
The two of them gritted their teeth secretly, and rushed forward angrily, grabbing the paper man and beating him like a violent storm.
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The team led by Lin Mo encountered big trouble. There was a sky restriction in the fog. When everyone was wrapped in the fog, the fairy sword and magic weapon could no longer be activated like a dead snake. Even the movement of the magic power in the body They all became solemn and sluggish.
There is an extremely large Yin-Yang Cave in the fog. The black and white mist rotates in a Tai Chi pattern. The eyes are sometimes white and sometimes dark. The powerful sucking force in the cave pulls the bodies of the cultivators to fall down. .
At first, Lin Mo was startled and broke into a cold sweat. It was not until he found that he was not feeling any discomfort after falling more than ten feet that he felt relieved. He gave instructions: "Gather in one place and remember not to scatter."
However, Lin Mo was stunned the next moment. He couldn't hear his own voice at all.
He waved his sleeves fiercely, but he could still see nothing in front of his eyes. Just a moment ago, he could sense Jiang Shuyue's breath next to him, but now it was so vague that he could no longer find it.
Lin Mo was a little panicked. He reached out and grabbed two handfuls at random, but he didn't touch anything, and his body was still falling uncontrollably.
After a while, Lin Mo gradually couldn't feel his body anymore. Will he die in a state of confusion? A thought suddenly came to his mind, has he lived enough in this life?
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The sky was gray and dim. When Jiang Jinyue woke up, she found herself lying in a mud nest, her head was dizzy, her limbs were sore and weak, and she felt extremely sleepy.
The sound of the rolling tide came to my ears, and I looked up and saw a red-brown raging wave making waves not far away.
The monks in the team were all lying nearby. Lin Mo and Shen Tianlu were covered in mud and were concentrating on meditating to restore their vitality.
Seeing everyone slowly waking up, Lin Mo whispered: "Don't be impatient, let's activate the magic power to protect the body first."
The disciples blinked their eyelids tiredly, and after hearing this, they all meditated on their own to recuperate.
After a short while, he stopped and stood up, only to see the dome hanging high. This was an unknown place that he had never heard of before.
Although it was dim in the sky, there were no clouds and smoke in the midair, and the vision was extremely clear. There are high ridges beside the river, with sparse vegetation that is rarely seen in ordinary times.
Lin Mo stared at the violent wave without blinking, with doubts in his eyes.
Shen Tianlu said in a loud voice: "It is said that there is a fierce water in Beidi, and Hou Yi killed the Nine Infants in it. Could it be this water?"
Lin Mo was worried and puzzled: "The water quality is reddish brown, and the stormy waves are always rushing, which is indeed consistent with the description of the appearance of the fierce water. However, it is rumored that after Hou Yi shot Jiu Ying, the fierce water dried up. Shiyan City is thousands of miles away from Beidi, how could it be inexplicably related to it?"
Shen Tianlu also had no clue and asked again: "The Yin-Yang Cave cuts off people's eight senses. I wonder if we are still near Shiyan City."
Lin Mo shook his head and said: "The soil quality here is very different from that of Shiyan City. If it is not an independent space, it is already far away from the boundaries of Shiyan City."
Shen Tianlu was annoyed and sighed: "I came here out of nowhere! What should I do next, senior brother?"
Lin Mo also sighed and said, "This is a serious fight. Let's first instruct all the disciples to find a way out."
There are cliffs on both sides, and there is no trace of Yin Yang Cave on the top. Lin Mo calculated the time to drink tea with his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "It is too dangerous to go down the river. Going up the water is mixed with life and death. Junior brother, do you have a good plan?"
Shen Tianlu said: "It's better to give it a try!"
Lin Mo thought for a while and saw the panic on the faces of all the disciples. Instead, he became fierce and unwilling to admit defeat. He said angrily: "Very good. I don't believe in evil. I must find the culprit to vent the evil." After saying this, he waved his hand. Lead the people to rush upriver.
The water in the river was surging, and the cultivators did not dare to make any noise. They stepped on the fairy sword and walked quickly along the ground.
