Looking in the direction of the arch bridge, Ding Xiaofan was shocked to find that the two translucent humanoid smoke gradually became materialized at this time, and finally turned into two children, a man and a woman, who were about seven or eight years old.

Not only that, but the elevator that the four people were riding before actually disappeared out of thin air, and there was an extra building like a lighthouse in the place where the original elevator landed.

The only difference from the lighthouse is that the tower-shaped building is pitch black and does not have any lighting tools.

"Strange, why does the voice seem to be quieter?" "yes, the ghost fire under the bridge seems to be burning more vigorously than just now, what's going on?"

As the two children in sackcloth appeared on the arched bridge, Ding Xiaofan and the others suddenly became vigilant, and stared at the direction of the white marble arch bridge in a nervous atmosphere.

However, just as Shen Xiaolang was about to use the gossip mirror to confirm whether the two children on the bridge were humans or ghosts, a recitation sound that sounded like a middle-aged man suddenly came from the other side of the black river.

"The injury is the most cold day at night, the haggard and unspeakable people, shouting wine to urge the intestines to get drunk three times, looking for fragrance and dreaming five colder. The hairpin head and phoenix leaned into tears, I had no chance to lose the flowers, and the lonely heart of Xiaolou and the moon were as difficult as a hook and difficult to round!"

After a catchy finale poem, you can hear a "pop!" sound, which sounds like a striking slap on the table.

Could it be that someone is in ambush! Shocked, Ding Xiaofan and the others hurriedly looked across the Heihe.

I saw that on the other side of the black river, a square table was prominently placed in a clearing. Behind the table, there sat a middle-aged man in a light blue coat and holding a folding fan, and a slightly chubby figure.

"Who are you! Did you post that invitation letter at my house? Say it quickly! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will burn you to death!" As he spoke, Ding Xiaofan released a blood-red fireball the size of a fist in his palm.

On the one hand, it is to deter the middle-aged man with a folding fan on the opposite side, and on the other hand, it is to be able to launch a counterattack against the two children on the bridge in time.

Facing Ding Xiaofan's questioning, the middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the river did not pay attention, but continued to say to the dark river, "Let's talk less gossip, less gossip." The book continues again, and it is said that the four teenagers came to the arched bridge of white marble......"

"Dead fatty, dare to ignore me! I think you are looking for death!" Seeing this, Ding Xiaofan raised the fireball in his hand and was about to blast towards the opposite side, but was stopped by Shen Xiaolang on the side.

"Don't be impulsive, he's not necessarily here for us. Moreover, I always felt that the story he told had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. With that, Shen Xiaolang took out a compass and a money sword from the cloth bag to ward off evil spirits.

Hearing this, the doctor played with the scalpel in his hand and looked up at the white marble arch bridge not far away, "Of course it will feel familiar, because what the storyteller is telling at this moment is the story that is happening to us now." ”

"You mean, from the time a few of us came here until now, everything that happened was secretly arranged by someone?" Hearing the doctor's words, Liu Lixue suddenly realized and looked around nervously.

"Maybe it's that dead fat man who is just playing tricks on us! Anyway, the night has become silent, and even the kid on the bridge has disappeared, and it's just a fart!"

took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it with the fireball on his palm, Ding Xiaofan pointed in the direction of the arched bridge with his hand, "See for yourself, those two children are obviously still on the bridge, and the cry in the river is ......"

But before he finished speaking, he was stunned. Because he found that not only the children on the bridge were gone, but even the strange crying that had been heard just now also stopped abruptly.

Then, with a "pop!" sound and a light slap on the table, the storyteller, who was sitting on the other side of the river, continued, "Then, the ghost fire under the bridge suddenly rose into the air, turning into a giant nine feet tall and standing on the dark water. ”

With the lesson just now, this time Ding Xiaofan and the others didn't dare to take it lightly, and all the staff took a step back vigilantly.

"Everyone be careful, the spiritual pressure here is very high, and there must be a lot of resentful spirits. While speaking, Shen Xiaolang held the compass in his left hand and held the parasol in his right hand, and at the same time did not forget to put the money sword on the compass and press it with his thumb.

The compass has the function of positioning, so that the money sword can hit the target more accurately.

After a while, when all four of them were ready, the ghost fire under the bridge burned as the storyteller said, and even soared from under the bridge into the air.

As these ghostly fires continued to gather in the air, they eventually turned into a giant about three meters tall, burning with dark green ghostfire, and landed on the pitch-black river, floating as if walking on the ground.

Seeing this, the doctor gently rubbed the index finger and thumb that pinched the scalpel, and the scalpel suddenly turned into three, "The breath is so strong, it would be good if you brought Xiao Fei today, there are so many souls here, it should be enough for it to have a full meal." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the doctor jerked his scalpel at the ghost-fire giant who was approaching him.

At the moment when the three throwing knives were about to hit the target, a blood-red fireball slammed into the giant's body like a meteor. I only heard a violent explosion, and the water splashed on the surface of the river, and thick smoke billowed out!"

"I should have killed you now!" Looking at the thick smoke on the surface of the river, which looked like a dark cloud, the four teenagers secretly rejoiced in their hearts. But when the smoke cleared, the four of them realized that things were not as simple as they imagined. ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Storyteller sold a pass, opened the folding fan in his hand, and raised his head and showed a strange smile in the direction of Ding Xiaofan and the others.

Did he already know what was going to happen? Seeing that the ghost fire giant whose body had been blown up was still walking towards him at an unabated speed, Ding Xiaofan hurriedly released a fireball that was bigger than before, preparing to attack again.

In addition to Ding Xiaofan, Liu Lixue also condensed the orange light medicine in her body on her palm, and at the same time that Ding Xiaofan threw a fireball at the giant, she slammed the medicine at Ding Xiaofan's fireball.

After being hit by the medicine, the original blood-red fireball turned dark red, and it was much larger than before.

"Boom!"

Another explosion was heard, and a puff of smoke suddenly spread across the river.

However, before the smoke could dissipate, a big hand burning dark green ghost fire suddenly stretched out from this pitch-black smoke, and grabbed Ding Xiaofan's neck tightly and lifted him into the air.

"Roar ......"

Chong Ding Xiaofan let out an angry roar, and the ghost fire giant that was blown up to the point that only his head and one left arm were floating in the air, and then he quickly tightened his left hand that was holding his neck, and pinched his neck so that it crackled and even seriously deformed.

"Don't, Xiaofan!" Seeing that Ding Xiaofan's breath was getting weaker and weaker, in a hurry, Liu Lixue didn't care about the danger of being haunted by resentment, and hurriedly ran towards the dark river.

"Don't go over, Xiao Fan will be fine. As he spoke, Shen Xiaolang's figure flashed, and he quickly stopped in front of Liu Lixue, who was about to step into the Heihe range.

Hearing this, after calming down for a while, Liu Lixue looked at Ding Xiaofan, who was lifted in mid-air by the ghost fire giant, in disbelief. Sure enough, although his neck was pinched off, Ding Xiaofan did not show any painful expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth even rose slightly.

"I really miss this feeling of sore neck. Compared to the last time I was in the TX Shelter, this time in addition to the pain, there is also a cold burning feeling, is it the cause of the ghost fire?"

With that, Ding Xiaofan slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the ghost fire giant in front of him with blood-red eyes with a sneer. Or rather, the head of a ghostly fire giant.

Seeing that Ding Xiaofan didn't take himself seriously at all, the embarrassed and angry Ghost Fire Giant suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a cold and cold dark green flame at him.

Under this kind of ghostly fire formed by the medium of a large number of resentful spirits, if it were an ordinary person, it is estimated that it would have been burned to the ground.

But for Ding Xiaofan, who had no soul to burn and controlled the hellfire, the dark green flames that erupted from the mouth of the ghost fire giant were nothing more than glowing mist.

"Hehehehe!" Yang Tian let out a long roar, letting the ghost fire burn his body, Ding Xiaofan turned his neck behind his back, and said, "Xiaolang, get ready, and launch a direct attack on the river in a while." ”

As he spoke, Ding Xiaofan turned his neck back, and at the same time released a fist-sized fireball on his palm.

The boy in the cowboy vest did not hesitate for a moment, only to see that he quickly bit the index finger of his right hand and drew an intricate spell mark on the money sword with blood. As the words came out of the mouth of the young man named Xiao Lang, the money sword suddenly shone brightly!"

At this time, the storyteller, who was sitting on the other side of the river, began to explain again. But before the story was finished, the storyteller closed the folding fan in his hand, raised it and gently slapped it on the table, and said, "I know what will happen next, please listen to my next breakdown." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Storyteller glanced meaningfully at Ding Xiaofan and the others, and disappeared along with the lectern.

Returning the camera to Ding Xiaofan's side, after moving his neck a few times to restore the injured bones, Ding Xiaofan directly devoured the ghost fire on his body with his mouth and converted it into his own energy.

Immediately afterwards, only the sound of "Peng!" was heard, and at the moment when the fireball in Ding Xiaofan's hand hit the ghost fire giant, the ghost fire giant who was still showing his teeth and claws just now was suddenly blown into charred ashes, and finally even the ashes were blown away by the wind.

After the ghost fire giant was destroyed, Ding Xiaofan landed steadily on the ground.

But at the same time, the originally calm river suddenly became rough and rough without wind and waves. The black river roared like it was boiling, as if a monster would rush out of it at any moment.

This story is pure fiction and will be continued