Yan Hao saw all this in his eyes, and he felt that he was not far from seeing hell.

He took out his phone and dialed a call.

In the afternoon, someone brought him a camera.

He hung the camera around his neck, and wherever Chen Yang was, he followed.

I have to say that these four young people still have a very good attitude when doing things.

If you say you'll you, until five or six o'clock, no one will go up the mountain.

The midyear festival is not closed, as long as someone comes, they can come in the early morning to make incense.

But basically after four or five o'clock, no one came.

They didn't leave, but took out the snacks they had brought with them and ate them.

came and went, and they became familiar with each other.

"Your dad gave you a dream last night?"

"The fart dream, it's the ghost of this Taoist priest, you don't know, I had that nightmare last night, my dad whipped me with a belt. ”

"Me too, my mom called me in the face with the soles of her shoes. ”

"Hey, do you feel like this place is cold?"

A young man looked around: "I always feel as if something is staring at me." ”

"I feel that way, too. ”

"Okay, don't scare yourself, this place is a Taoist temple, can it still be haunted? Although the Taoist priest is dark, the Taoist temple is real. ”

The young man who spoke, named Ji Jinfei, was also the fiercest to shout.

He comforted him on the lips, but he felt it in his heart.

The big ash lay next to the statue of the god of the earth, listened to their words, and looked under the big tree.

Under the big tree, a few ghosts glared at them angrily.

"How can I have such a stingy son! Why didn't I shoot him at the wall back then?"

"This little bastard, Lao Tzu should have killed him last night!"

A few ghosts were eager to immediately roll up their sleeves and rush over to smoke them.

When night fell again, Chen Yang still sat on the chair and went to take a stick of incense every half an hour.

Ordinary incense can be burned for a quarter of an hour, or the incense given by the system is burned.

At night, the mountain is very quiet, and there are still no stars and moons tonight.

Yan Hao still wants to pat the moon and stars, but now he can't shoot anything, it's a pity.

"You want to see ghosts?"

Yan Hao was smoking, not knowing what he was thinking, when Chen Yang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He was stunned for a moment, and then nodded frantically: "Yes." ”

Chen Yang said: "Look at it. ”

"Where?"

Yan Hao looked everywhere, except for pitch black, it was still pitch black, and there was nothing.

But since Chen Yang said so, he definitely wasn't amusing himself.

"Huhu~"

The wind is gusting.

Yan Hao lifted his spirit violently.

Keep your eyes open and follow the direction the wind is coming from.

But I still didn't see anything.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound.

It's like a slap in the face.

He looked for the four young men.

They, themselves raise their hands and slap themselves.

The young man was also stunned, looking at his right hand with a blank expression.

Do I pump myself myself?

No, I didn't smoke it.

My hand, which does not listen to the command, is that my hand draws mine.

"Little bastard, Lao Tzu gave you a dream, you said it was a nightmare?"

A very angry and angry voice sounded over the mountain.

"Dao, Dao Chief..."

Yan Hao swallowed his saliva, and he nervously touched the camera around his neck.

Like, it seems that there really is a ghost.

He moved to Chen Yang's side, very nervous.

Chen Yang said: "Don't you want to see ghosts? ”

"I ......"

"Smack!"

Another slap made Yan Hao stop his voice instantly, and his slightly chubby body swayed slightly.

Ji Jinfei looked at his hands, completely uncontrollable.

His face was already red, and it hurt hotly.

The four young men finally came back to their senses, their eyes fluttering in horror, and they tried to get up, but they found that their feet were also out of control.

"Stinky Daoist, what have you done to me?" Ji Jinfei shouted, extremely frightened.

I actually forgot, this is a demon way, he can control my dream from dozens of miles, there must be other tricks.

I actually ran over to give someone a head?

Chen Yang didn't care.

Ji Jinfei had just finished scolding, and suddenly felt a figure appear in front of him.

He looked up a little and saw an old man standing in front of him.

"Dad!"

Ji Jinfei's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Do you still know that I am your father?" the old man said angrily: "I gave you a dream, I asked you to come over and offer incense, you see what you have done?"

"Dad, you're not human?" Ji Jinfei swallowed, a little scared.

"Who are you scolding bitch?"

The old man reacted and said, "I'm dead, of course I'm not human!"

"What about you, you...... Was it really your dream last night?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't Lao Tzu? son of a bitch, and he didn't apologize to the Taoist chief!"

Ji Jinfei once thought that he was hallucinating in his brain, and patted his face vigorously, it hurt, it really hurts.

I didn't hallucinate.

This is really my dad.

Last night's dream was also true.

Ji Jinfei almost wanted to cry.

The other three young people were no better, and they were reprimanded by their parents one by one, and they didn't dare to refute half a word.

They ran over: "Dao Chief, I'm sorry, I didn't figure it out, I talked nonsense, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Chen Yang didn't even raise his eyelids, and he ignored it.

Young people, you look at me, I look at you, and you look at your parents.

A few ghosts were also a little overwhelmed, but they still stubbornly shouted, "Dao Chief." ”

Chen Yang still didn't talk.

They were a little anxious, and the young people were also anxious, and there was still some trepidation in their hearts.

This Taoist leader is angry, what should I do?

"What are you doing in a daze?

The young man was puzzled: "I don't have any money with me." ”

"Go down the hill and get it!"

"It's getting dark..."

"Are you going to me off?"

Ji Jinfei thought to himself, you are already a ghost, how can you die of anger.

"Let's go, let's go get the money together. Another young man said.

The four of them didn't dare to be verbose any longer, so they pulled out their legs and ran down the mountain, running with the wind.

After they left, several ghosts did not dare to speak, and silently retreated into the distance.

Yan Hao saw all this in his eyes, and the whole person was completely stupid.

Those old men, are they ghosts?

It doesn't seem to be much different from people, except for the floating ones that walk, there is no difference at all.

has a temper and scolds ...

Moreover, they seemed to be very afraid of Chen Yang.

Yan Hao was bold and shouted, "A few ghost masters, can you come out to talk?"

After more than ten seconds, there was no response.

He sighed, he finally saw a ghost, but he didn't take the opportunity.

......

Ji Jinfei and the four of them were descending the mountain.

Suddenly, a person said, "Could that be the Taoist priest who made it?"

Ji Jinfei immediately said: "Impossible, it is definitely my father, that scolding tone, I am too familiar with it." ”

The other two also said: "It must be my mother, there can be no fake." ”

The man who spoke earlier said: "I don't think it's fake, but it's a ghost!" ”

Several people were silent.

It wasn't until we reached the bottom of the hill that someone said, "What about the ghost? That's my dad." If he wants to, I'll stick my face over and pump him every day. ”