Looking at the little finger with the titanium crystal ring that Feng Xue handed over, Gui suddenly felt a little want to laugh. How old are you, and you are still pulling the hook?
However, thinking that this was one of the few people who could get incense in recent years, the ghost still stretched out his withered fingers.
The two fingers were hooked together, and the corners of Feng Xue's mouth could not help but curl up, while wagging her fingers like a child, she said:
"Those who lie will swallow a thousand needles!"
"I'll swallow your grandma's mouth!" The ghost cursed in his heart, but Feng Xue was sincere. He immediately took out three incense sticks from the paper bag and inserted them in front of the coffin. He lit the fire with the white candle he had made before and waved his hand. road:
"It's nice to eat and drink!"
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After bidding farewell to the coffin ghost, Feng Xue suddenly felt at ease. He hummed a tune and walked up the mountain. As he walked, he heard whimpering again in his ears, but it was different from the coffin ghost crying before. This time, the whimpering sound was different. There was obviously a hint of prayer in his voice.
"Fuck, why do you feel like you've entered a beggar's den?"
Feng Xue grinned, and suddenly had the impression that after giving money to a beggar, a group of beggars gathered together to ask for money, but he didn't pay any attention to these people who asked for money without even showing their faces. No, he waved his hand as if to shoo away flies and muttered:
"At least I have a coffin, but you have nothing. Where should I put the incense? Where is your grave? Show me the way, and I can take some with you when I go to the grave."
After the words fell, the crying in her ears disappeared immediately. Then, Feng Xue only felt that her eyes were blurred. At the unclearly written road sign going up the mountain, there were five people wearing white clothes. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but they were all about the same height. The white figures around Mi San raised their right hands and pointed toward the mountain.
Following the direction of their fingers, Feng Xue squinted and discovered that on the mountain covered with dead trees, there was an open space that looked like psoriasis. Judging from what these ghosts meant, that place should be the so-called cemetery.
"No, this route is not the same as the one I took when I went down the mountain!"
Although the distance was a bit far, Feng Xue clearly remembered that the road when he arrived was a straight up and down path, one side extending to the village, and the other end going directly to the top of the mountain, and this piece of land was obviously on the side of the mountainside. , even the shady side.
"It is really a standard setting to build a tomb on the side of a mountain in the shade. From this point of view, this is the so-called cemetery. So what is on the top of the mountain at the end of the road? It can't be a fierce ghost who feels that the cemetery is not worthy of him, so he puts it in Did you build another grave for yourself on the top of the mountain?"
Feng Xue told a cold joke, but she could clearly feel that something was wrong here.
First of all, since there are graves on the mountain, why are these five white figures in this village, and what is going on with the coffin ghost?
It can't be bullying from the ghost world, right?
"The coffin ghosts can talk and communicate directly, at least at the level of resentful spirits, while the five white-clothed ghosts can only cry, and at most they can reveal themselves and point the way. They should be just wandering spirits. According to the previous frustrated player and the fake player, several people have been killed here. He is a fierce ghost-level player, which means that at least there is a fierce ghost here. As for the fierce god..."
Feng Xue looked up at the top of the mountain. There were yin and yang qi flowing in his eyes. He used the qi-gazing technique provided by Jiang Ziya, but he could only see a few clouds. He couldn't help but curled his lips:
"If you can say that he is a fierce god with this aura, then the fierce god in this game is too worthless."
Thinking like this, Feng Xue walked up the mountain road and came to a gentle slope, but he frowned slightly:
"It's strange. From the bottom of the mountain, it should be walking from here!"
Feng Xue, who looked around but couldn't find the fork in the road, thought for a moment. He had also watched a lot of horror movies. At this time, either a ghost was trying to break the wall, or he had simply entered a hallucination, or someone was deliberately causing trouble. The road was destroyed.
But having already located the location of the cemetery, he kept his eyes peeled, stepped on the weeds, walked through the dead wood forest, and walked in the direction of the cemetery.
"Feng Xue~~Feng Xue~~"
As she walked, Feng Xue's ears twitched slightly, and she vaguely heard someone shouting from behind, and her expression couldn't help but feel a little weird:
"Good guy, after I came to this world, the only one who knew my name besides the police was that student boy, but this ghost knew it instead? Reading minds? Or did it make me think it was an auditory hallucination calling me? Usually at this time, I just need to turn around , you will be caught by ghosts, right?"
When Feng Xue thought of this, her footsteps stopped, but the voice in her ears screamed even more urgently.
"So annoying!"
Feng Xue turned her head suddenly, but her eyes dimmed, and what she saw was a bloody mouth that almost completely obscured her entire field of vision.
The teeth were sharp, like daggers, and there were barbs on the tongue. Feng Xue's face darkened when she saw this, and then she stretched out her hand...
"Ugh~"
Seeing a pile of unknown filth spurting out, Feng Xue immediately jumped back. The pile of rotten meat and dirty mucus spilled all over the floor, and two familiar heads could be faintly seen. , seems to be a player I have seen before.
Feng Xue, who was trying to avoid these things, immediately became angry, stared at her eyes and cursed:
"Fuck, why did you vomit! Do you have any sense of justice?"
The big-headed ghost covered his throat. Hearing Feng Xue's words, he was also angry and said angrily:
"I slapped your throat and you didn't vomit? Damn it! How did you touch me?"
The big-headed ghost suddenly widened his eyes as if he suddenly reacted, but Feng Xue said strangely when he heard this:
"Fresh, if you bite me, you will naturally be able to bite me to death. If you can bite me to death, you will naturally come into contact with me. Since you can contact me, why can't I contact you?"
"That's right!" The big-headed ghost slapped his head, but Feng Xue suddenly felt a kind of intellectual suppression. She always felt that bullying such a weakling would be a bit pricey, but what should she do?
However, since the other party had already come to make trouble, he had no intention of letting it go. He immediately took out his pen and whispered:
"Write, Fanghua..."
Before he finished speaking, the Bixian wearing a skirt floated out of the pen, holding a book in his hand, but his face was full of disgust:
"Just scream if you need to, and don't use those awkward words, okay?"
"Isn't this just a matter of following the Romans?" Feng Xue spread his hands, but the big-headed ghost finally got smart. While Feng Xue and Bixian were chatting awkwardly, he flashed his face at a speed that even Feng Xue's eyesight failed to catch. Behind him, a bloody mouth opened wide again.
However, Feng Xue just stood there without looking back. Even Bixian who wanted to make a move was pinned down by him.
The big-headed ghost opened his mouth, looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture, and said angrily:
"Why don't you turn around?"
There's a power outage and my laptop has limited power, so I'll just finish one chapter tonight.
(End of chapter)
