"I don't know if it's spicy or not, but this temper is quite cold." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
Zhou Xin walked in front, always keeping silent, her eyes turned to the surrounding sights.
After we walked for an hour, we found that the fog was getting heavier, and we couldn't see anyone with a flashlight.
This caused Lin Jiusheng a bit of a headache, but fortunately, when he walked over from here, the mountain road was quite flat.
As he went down, the fog slowly disappeared, and the road was clear, but he always felt something was wrong.
"Lao Jiu, this stone is familiar, I seem to have seen it before." Old Qian said.
"Have you been to this place?" Lin Jiusheng asked suspiciously.
Hearing these words, Old Qian gave him a blank look, "You can pull it down, I've been here for the first time like you."
Zhou Xin walked to the big tree, took out the dagger, and carved a character print on the big tree.
Several people continued to walk forward, but they walked for seven or eight minutes, without the old money reminding him, he knew in his heart that they had indeed come this way.
Glancing to the front, there is a big tree in front of which there is still a word carved on it.
This character was carved by Zhou Xin, and Lin Jiusheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
The middle-aged man looked at the neighborhood carefully, his face became horrified, and his whole person became extremely flustered. "The master is here, and the place where they disappeared is here."
"What the hell is going on?" Lao Qian and Zhang Liu looked at each other, and the two men broke into cold sweats.
"We met a ghost hit the wall." Lin Jiusheng said.
Ghost hitting a wall is a method commonly used by ghosts, and this method is extremely common in mountains and forests.
Zhou Xin took out a few pieces of talisman paper from her pocket. These pieces of talisman paper were pasted on the big tree, and some spells were drawn on the ground, and she whispered: "Broken!"
With Zhou Xin here, it would save him some effort, and Zhou Xin's ability made him shine.
Zhou Xin's Maoshan technique was very powerful, and even compared with him, it was even stronger.
The ghost hit the wall and was broken by Zhou Xin in an instant. The flashlight shone around and found that the surroundings changed their appearance.
"Fuck!" The old Qian cried out, his face turned into consternation.
Lin Jiusheng turned his head and looked around
It turned out to be a graveyard.
This made him a little overwhelmed, his eyes widened, and the graveyard was a lone grave.
"I am a disciple of Maoshan, and I hope that you will give Xiao Dao a face, so that Xiao Dao can pass!" Lin Jiusheng said to these lonely graves.
After saying this, Lin Jiusheng took out a lot of paper money from his pocket and lit candles by the way.
Not long after the candle was lit, a cold wind blew over, blowing out the candle directly.
"It seems that these ghosts have a big appetite, look down on these." Zhou Xin said.
Lin Jiusheng naturally understood that there were no living people in this place all year round, and now that he met a big fish like them, how could he let it go.
"Since you are insatiable and unwilling to accept the road fare from Poor Dao, it really angers Poor Dao. The peach wood sword in Pin Dao's hand does not recognize ghosts." Lin Jiusheng said coldly, deliberately hardening his attitude.
As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points.
Some ghosts are very afraid of wicked people, this is naturally clear.
As soon as he finished saying this, there was a whining sound in his ear, and a blast of cold wind blew over, rustling his clothes.
Lao Qian and Zhang Liu quickly leaned towards Lin Jiusheng.
"Go! I think what they want to do to us!" Lin Jiusheng said coldly.
After saying this, Lin Jiusheng strode forward, Zhou Xin followed behind him, and Zhou Xin appeared calmer than him.
Several people walked out of the cemetery, and the vigilant heart of Old Qian and Zhang Liu gradually eased.
Lin Jiusheng followed them on the contrary, he kept looking around more vigilantly.
This kind of prelude is like a storm. If you encounter danger, you will definitely die.
"Ah!" Suddenly a harsh scream sounded.
The sound was extremely harsh, and the sound made Lao Qian and Zhang Liu shiver, and almost made them both pee.
"What's wrong with you, I'm surprised, I don't know people are scary." Old Qian turned his head and gave the middle-aged man a vicious look.
The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed at the big tree in front of him. His hand trembled and his face became extremely frightened.
Lin Jiusheng raised his head and looked at the finger of the middle-aged man.
What he didn't expect in his heart was that there was a person hanging on the big tree.
This person Lin Jiusheng is very familiar. He is the young man behind the middle-aged man. Now his death is very miserable. His eyes are big and his tongue is sticking out. He looks like a stark stare. With the cold wind, the body is still shaking. stand up.
The cold wind around them whizzed and whimpered, as if they were mocking them.
The middle-aged man was frightened and weakened. He sat down on the ground, raised his hand, and beat it to the ground continuously, and cried directly, his voice getting louder and louder.
The scene in front of them really scared Lin Jiusheng and the others. They didn't expect the evil spirits here to be so fierce.
"Do you still think this is a good business now?" Lin Jiusheng turned his head and said to the old Qian.
Before, Old Qian said that this was a good thing. Hearing Lin Jiusheng’s words, Old Qian gave him a blank glance, "Isn't that pot open and which pot to lift."
Lin Jiusheng walked under the big tree, climbed up the tree, and put the body down from the tree.
Zhou Xin walked towards the corpse, looked down, and said: "The evil spirit got on his body, then climbed to the tree, and hanged him. From the eyes of ordinary people, this is just hanging himself. ."
"Fuck, if that evil spirit gets on our body, wouldn't we be like him, without fighting back." The old Qian said with a cold sweat.
"It is true for ordinary people." Zhou Xin said softly.
Zhou Xin's words were indeed correct. Lin Jiusheng turned his head and said to her, "Do you have any plans next? Or is there any way to solve the current dilemma."
He wanted to hear Zhou Xin's opinion, after all, Zhou Xin's skills are still very good.
"Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, gods block and kill gods! If ghosts dare to block, then of course they will kill them!" Zhou Xin said in a cold voice, taking out the dagger.
Hearing these words, Lin Jiusheng couldn't help but put his thumb up, she was really an extraordinary woman.
Lin Jiusheng quickly took out a few talisman papers from his pocket and let Zhang Liu and Lao Qian hold them.
Zhou Xin walked towards herself, and a few of us followed her. The middle-aged man was still sitting on the ground. His expression of fear became stronger and stronger, and he kept muttering: "I don't want to die! "
(End of this chapter)