Hearing that it wasn't a ghost, Fang Tong's heart relaxed. But then more doubts welled up in my heart: "Who is it?"

Who Zhang Daoran didn't say, but Zhang Daoran stood up, walked to the courtyard, and buried the last stone: "You will know who it is later, they have already come......"

The last rune was buried, and an invisible mysterious power enveloped the entire island in the middle of the lake.

"Coming?"

Where are the people?

There was no one in front of the Sanqingguan Gate, no one outside the Sanqingguan Gate, Fang Tong, who was standing in front of the Daoist Temple, couldn't help but shiver again: "Dao Chief, I feel a little cold......"

"Cold fart......" Zhang Daoran rolled his eyes, this sentence was not said after all. It's already the height of summer, and the temperature is already very high. This is the top of the mountain, the temperature may be lower than the bottom of the mountain, and wearing a T-shirt will not feel cold.

"You're a psychologist......

Zhang Daoran said angrily: "Let's go, follow me to have a look...... Follow me closely, don't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake in every footprint!"

Fang Tong hurriedly followed Zhong Ming, and couldn't help but glance behind him: "Could it really be a ghost, otherwise why would the Dao Leader treat it so ceremoniously?"

Fang Tong really had a ghost in his heart, but he didn't dare not listen to Zhang Daoran's words. followed behind Zhang Daoran, staring closely at Zhang Daoran's footsteps, where Zhang Daoran's footsteps fell, Fang Tong followed where he stepped on.

After walking for a few minutes, Fang Tong was depressed: "Dao Chief, isn't this the path we often walk?

It's really not clear whether the formation works or not, at least after walking for more than ten minutes now, the road is still the same road, and there is no difference at all from before. Fang Tong stretched out his hand and touched the tree beside him, and said to Zhang Daoran: "You see, the environment here has not changed in the slightest......

Fang Tong was really skeptical about the role of the formation......

"Don't move, keep up with my footsteps......"

Zhang Daoran said without looking back: "Otherwise, you will have a hard time......

I was puzzled, my heart moved, my steps were chaotic, and I deliberately took a wrong step. The scenery in front of me changed, and the pine forests that were scattered in Nanshan were gone, and the familiar mountain roads were gone.

Fang Tongxin panicked, the scenery in front of him was not very unfamiliar, it seemed to be the Yellow Mountain that he had climbed, the road was rugged, the mountain peaks were steep, at a glance, the clouds covered the fog, and there seemed to be no end to the mountain road connecting the clouds at his feet. Especially now that it's night, and the darkness around it is rumbling, as if it is hiding a man-eating beast.

Fang Tong panicked, because Fang Tong knew that this was not Yellow Mountain at all, this was the island in the middle of the lake, and he was standing on that mountain road!

Rubbing his eyes, he opened his eyes again, and everything in front of him was still in the Yellow Mountain! Fang Tong tried hard to tell himself: "This is an illusion, this is an illusion!"

I couldn't help but reach out and touch the rocks of Huangshan Mountain that I had touched around me, so real, the mountain peaks were full of entities, and it was not an illusion at all! I reached out and touched those weeds, it was still so real......

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, Fang Tongxin was in a trance, not knowing which was true and which was false.

Moving a step to the side, Fang Tong said to himself: "I just took a wrong step and arrived at this ghost place, so if I follow the original footsteps, can I go back?"

I walked back in the footsteps of the original walk...... During the footsteps, I was still standing on the original stairs, and I could clearly see my footsteps moving, but the scenery in front of me had not changed at all!

"One step at a time, the formation is so magical!"

Fang Tong regretted it, really regretted it. regretted that he didn't listen to Zhang Daoran's words, and doubted Zhang Daoran's words: "Dao Chief, Dao Chief.... Help!"

It's just that the voice echoes, and Zhang Daoran didn't appear......

The empty mountain road, in the dark night, there was no figure, Fang Tongxin suddenly felt in the heart, and a fear lingered in his heart: "I heard that the Yellow Mountain is steep, I don't know how many souls have been buried, and no one dares to come up at night......"

Furious in his heart, thinking like this, Fang Tong felt that there were many indifferent eyes around him looking at him. Spread his feet and ran to the bottom of the mountain road: "Dao Chief, help......

Fang Tong has always felt that he is bold, and he has never been afraid to walk at night. In addition, Fang Tong is the vice president of Fang Enterprise, and he has always been calm, but at this time, the fear in his heart makes it difficult for Fang Tong to maintain his original stability......

After staggering for a few minutes, the fear in Fang Tong's heart not only did not dissipate, but became more and more intense.

Suddenly, I felt my body fly in the air, grabbed my collar with a large hand, and lifted myself up. Fang Tong's scalp was numb, this hand was so abrupt, so accurate to catch himself. The first reaction in my mind was: "Ghost hand!"

"Help......

Before the exclamation of the word Ah could be called, Fang Tong felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, and he returned to the island in the middle of the lake again, with endless lotus flowers in front of him and lake water under his feet......

It turned out that he almost stepped into the lake with one foot, and Zhang Daoran grabbed his collar with one hand......

"Dao Chief!"

Fang Tong's eyes were sour, and he almost cried: "I feel very happy to see you......"

It's really terrifying, Huangshan Mountain Road, I am alone, and I am ...... in the middle of the night. Until now, Fang Tong still has palpitations. When he came to the island in the middle of the lake and saw Zhang Daoran, Fang Tong felt at ease.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, don't be disgusting ......" Zhang Daoran put Fang Tong on the ground, got up and wanted to scold: "Get out, don't be disgusting...... Lao Tzu"

Fang Tong, this guy, didn't believe Zhang Daoran, Zhang Daoran had just finished explaining for the second time, and before he turned around, Fang Tong, this kid, cried and screamed, staggering towards the lake, if it weren't for his quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed Fang Tong, this guy would really have plunged into the lake......

Zhang Daoran walked in front angrily: "Follow me, one step is not wrong, otherwise the next time you are likely to see not the Yellow Mountain, but the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau......"

"The Tibetan Plateau?"

His heart trembled, Fang Tong's face changed slightly, and he sneered: "Dao Chief, you go ahead, I will follow the pace of progress, and I will not ......give up when I go to the ends of the earth, and when I walk to the end of the sea, I will not give up."

“！！”

Zhang Daoran was very speechless, Fang was the same guy, Zhang Daoran really didn't bother to pay attention to it.

After walking for about twenty minutes, when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran stopped. Fang Tong suddenly raised his head and saw that he was only a dozen steps away, three strong men, a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and a young beautiful woman, all dressed in black clothes, wearing sneakers, holding a machete and dagger in one hand, and a gun in the other!

Seeing this, the cold sweat on Fang Tong's head was about to burst out, and he was shocked in his heart: "It turned out to be her!