Chapter 12 Playing a ghost
On the spiritual mountain, the light is faint and bright, like a pair of strange eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The night is surprisingly quiet.
Wei Hu shuddered, he obviously saw something, but when he raised his head, he couldn't see anything.
"Young master, I always feel that something is wrong, otherwise we should go back. ”
"Go back, when did you become so bold? Cai Gao struck Wei Hu on the head, and then ordered the people behind him to hurry up.
Seeing more than a dozen people behind him continue to climb, and then looking up at the tranquility in the distance, Wei Hu felt that he was indeed in the wrong state today, and he had hallucinations for no reason.
Wei Hu shook his head and hurriedly followed.
"Hee-hee...... Hee-hee......"
A few hearty laughs reached Wei Hu's ears, and he turned to look behind him, but he didn't find anything.
Wei Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and continued to walk forward.
Suddenly, Wei Hu felt that something was holding his foot, and he couldn't pull it out, he looked down and exclaimed: "Ghost, ghost......"
"Where are the ghosts?"
The people in front of him heard the shouts and looked around, but they didn't find anything on the mountain except for a few crickets.
"At my feet, hands grabbed me. Wei Hu shuddered, his face full of fear.
Seeing that Wei Hu didn't seem to be joking, Cai Gao waved his hand at two of them and said, "Go over and have a look." ”
The two of them timidly walked up to Wei Hu and looked down at nothing.
Cai Gao saw that there was no one here, it was quiet, where was there any ghost, so he walked around the crowd to the back and kicked Wei Hu is face: "You are talking nonsense to scare people, I will throw you far away to feed the beasts." ”
Watching the group go farther and farther, Wei Hu rubbed his eyes and said to himself: "Strange, something obviously caught me just now, why is there nothing now?"
Above the Ling Mountain, looking up at the sky, it always feels so close, Wei Hu glanced at the sky, continued to walk forward, and was unconsciously left far behind.
"Hello ......"
"Hello ......"
"Play with me......"
A strange voice sounded, like a child, like a ghost, like a ghost.
A pair of eyes opened and closed, and a pair of big and small hands grabbed Wei Hu and then let go.
"Ghost, ghost......"
Wei Hu let out another exclamation, and felt as if something was pulling him down behind him, and his legs went limp, and the whole person rolled down the mountain.
"What's going on?" Cai Gao turned to look when he heard the sound, but he didn't see Wei Hu's figure.
"Young Master, Steward Wei is gone. ”
Someone said in horror.
"Hurry up and look for it. ”
Cai Gao finally couldn't help but panic a little, looked up and looked around, as if someone was waving to him on his left.
Cai Gao patted the shoulder of the person next to him, and then said to him, "Do you see someone on the left?"
"Nobody, nobody. The people next to him looked around, but they didn't see any figures.
Cai Gao swallowed a few saliva, looked up, and saw that he was almost at the top of the mountain, should he go or not?
Youru had just laid down and was about to rest, when he heard the sound and walked out of the cave, but saw Qinglin standing on the top of the mountain and quietly watching the mountain.
"What's going on?" Yu Yu walked up to Qinglin's side, looked down the mountain curiously, and just saw someone walking towards the mountain.
Although the night was dark, she still vaguely recognized that the person in front was Cai Gao.
"Why did he get here?" said Yu Yu resentfully.
"What do you say? It's not your fault, I'll kill him with a sword. Qinglin's palm moved, and the sword came out of its sheath, and the dazzling white light was particularly dazzling.
"Don't. Youru stopped Qinglin, and then said to him: "Just scare them away, don't dirty this spiritual mountain." ”
Qinglin saw that Yu Ru didn't like to kill, so he put away his sword.
"Ah...... Help me......"
Cai Gao heard a shout and looked back, but suddenly there was no figure behind him, and something seemed to be rolling down the mountain.
"Who is pretending to be a ghost, hurry out and offend the people of my Cai family, they will not live well. Cai Gao trembled his hands, a sword was raised in front of him, obviously panicked, but he was still pretending to be calm.
"Giggle......
"Hey, hey, hey......"
"Flickering ......"
Strange cries rang out, but I saw a tall black figure standing behind Cai Gao and slowly picking him up.
Cai Gao was so frightened that his eyes straightened, and he didn't have time to see what was behind him, but he was thrown far away, and his body rolled down the hillside.
"Get out of this mountain, and if you come back, you'll be dead. ”
The old man's voice rang out, and the sound waves echoed deep in the mountains.
"Ginseng essence, your voice is natural, very immortal. The locust tree spirit gradually withdrew its long branches, and once again turned into a tree and stood in the mountains, full of admiration.
The old man smiled and sighed at the old locust tree behind him: "Hehe, after all, I am old, how can I not be old like you tree, if it is not for the aura here, I don't know how many years to live." ”
"It doesn't matter, this immortal tree has borne a lot of fruit this year, and it is about to ripen, and it is not a problem to increase the lifespan of 1,800 years if you are touched with immortal energy. ”
In the dark night, as the two of them gradually stopped talking, it slowly became quiet, only the crescent moon hung in the sky, and the stars whispered to each other.
Today, this Xingwei town is extremely lively, and many people see Cai Gao returning home with a group of people in embarrassment, and they are frightened, and they probably don't dare to continue to do evil.
Cai Mansion, Cai Gao sat in the hall, covered in bruises, his head was wrapped in a strip of white cloth, one arm was in a plaster, his face was bruised, covered with small scratches, his eyes were slightly curved, and he couldn't open them.
Wei Hu stood beside Cai Gao, lame, with no less than Cai Gao's scars on his body, and he was also extremely embarrassed.
"Who told you to go to Lingxi Mountain? There are immortals there, don't you know? You have offended the immortals, and it is already a blessing to you that the immortals can come back alive. ”
There was an old man about sixty years old sitting above the high hall, his face was anxious, his voice was angry, a pair of apricot eyes flashed black light like an ancient well, his eyebrows were in the sideburns, and his face was sad, he got up slowly, although he was tall and thin, his hands were behind his back, and he was untouchable, this person was Cai Gao's father, Cai Zhongren.
"Daddy, help me, I know it's wrong. Cai Gao got up from the stool, walked up to Cai Zhongren with a swaying and weak body, and pleaded.
"Master, save us, what if the gods are angry and come to ask for their lives?" Wei Hu seemed to be frightened, and his body was still trembling until now.
Cai Zhongren glanced at the two, although he was very angry, but he was not enough to ignore them.
"Wait a minute, come with me to the mountain to worship the gods, repent of your mistakes, and ask the gods for forgiveness. ”
When Cai Gao heard that he was going to Lingxi Mountain again, his face became even more pale and bloodless: "Daddy, I won't go, the old fairy said, if you dare to step into Lingxi Mountain for half a step, I will die without a whole body." ”
That's why I want to go more than I want to show my sincerity. Cai Zhongren's expression was serious, and he had to go.
In the evening, while the pedestrians on the street had dispersed, Cai Zhongren took Cai Gao, Wei Hu and others to Lingxi Mountain again, and several people stood in front of Lingshan, put some food and drink at the foot of the mountain, and knelt on the ground like worshipping God, and began to repent of their mistakes.
"Please forgive my son's offense, we sincerely change, in order to show our sincerity, we are specially prepared to eat and give a gift. After Cai Gao finished speaking, he put a small strip of golden silk cloth on the ground with some pain, and he didn't know what kind of treasure it was, except for the color, it looked no different from ordinary cloth on the surface.