Wei Haoran finally agreed, Sanqing didn't react much, but the soldier felt a little inexplicable, as if he felt that this guy couldn't let go so easily, maybe there was something hidden behind. He glanced at Sanqing, who happened to look at him as well, and nodded as if he had seen through his thoughts. In this way, the GI didn't have much to say.

The group quietly left Huiguan Mountain, the old yellow dog was exploring the road in front, behind the Great Soldier Palace, Sanqing Fan Youwei and Mu Yi walked side by side in the middle.

Nothing was said all the way, and soon they were back where they had parked. The dilapidated jeep was still parked there quietly, and Sanqing pulled Fan Youwei and Mu Yi into the back row, and let Wei Haoran sit in the passenger seat to guide the way.

The car started, the engine roared hoarsely, and then slowly moved away from Liangzhu, but instead of making the journey back to Hangzhou, it headed in the other direction along the winding path.

"Your brother lives in the mountains?" the car drove slowly on the rough and difficult road, I don't know how long I walked or how far I didn't know, and the soldier asked abruptly.

"It's where I live, he doesn't come often, and he is always afraid of retribution for doing too many things, so well, the farther away from the crowd, the better!" Wei Haoran replied earnestly.

"Retribution, then aren't you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?" the soldier teased, and at this time, the relationship between the two has eased a lot.

"Hell, people don't know how many people have died, and they are still afraid of those legless things?" replied Wei Haoran nonchalantly.

"You say that ghosts don't have feet?" The soldier was not impressed by Wei Haoran's remarks, but asked Sanqing, who was sitting in the back row, lightly. Mu Yi, who was sitting next to Sanqing, also looked like he was full of nature. Fan Youwei curled up, seemingly full of fear about the topic.

"You can't have heard of it? The ghost character was not written like this, but a character was added under the word Tian, which means that they were unrestrained, and they could come out and wander around blindly no matter day or night, causing harm to the world and making people panic, and then someone changed the door and learned about it, so he changed the ghost word, which is now the ghost word, which literally tied one of its legs, and put a knife on their heads. In this way, the ghosts have lost their ferocious nature, and they dare not come out in the daytime, but only in the dead of night. When their legs are tied, they can only float around, and the knife on their heads presses them, so that they do not dare to do evil, but can only scare and frighten the timid and the lonely. So, wicked people like us, no, me, they don't dare to approach!" Wei Haoran told a serious story.

"I seem to have heard this story once upon a time, and the person who changed the ghost character in the version I listened to is a master of science in the Song Dynasty, Zhu Fuzi!" After listening to Wei Haoran's words, Mu Yi interjected.

"Pig father and son, there are people with the surname Pig, who are called father and son!" After listening to Wei Haoran's description of ghosts, Fan Youwei seemed to suddenly alleviate his fear and disgust for this evil thing.

"The surname is Zhu, not a pig, Zhumen's wine and meat stinky Zhu, Zhu Xi and Master Zhu!" Mu Yiqiang explained to Fan Youwei with a smile.

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Fan Youwei didn't appreciate it, but turned his head and pretended not to hear it, and kept whispering softly: "Pig father and son changed ghost words, it's so interesting!"

"You ......" Mu Yi was glared at by Fan Youwei's angry blowing beard, but he was not good at seeing a hairy boy, so he could only be in a hurry, and secretly cursed in his heart that there was no cure!

"Who told you this story?" Sanqing, who had been listening to the story silently, suddenly asked.

Wei Haoran was curiously looking at Fan Youwei, who was defined as a stupid person by him, Sanqing's words interrupted him, he turned his head to look at Sanqing, and said casually: "My brother told me." ”

"Hmm!" Sanqing listened to Wei Haoran's answer, and had a feeling of expectation, he stopped talking, lowered his head and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Silence returned to the inside of the jeep, except for the roar of the jeep, echoing in the air.

The soldier freed up one hand, took out a cigarette, and without asking, he threw one to Wei Haoran in the passenger seat.

Wei Haoran was not polite, he couldn't wait to take the cigarette, light it, and smoke it in a big gulp.

The GI smoked a cigarette and looked in the rearview mirror, where a pair of green eyes were reflected, always keeping the same distance. It was a lame old yellow dog, following the jeep all the way. The GI secretly exclaimed.

The car drove slowly for about ten minutes, and it had already reached the barren mountains and mountains where there was no village in front and no shops in the back. Further on, there are mountains blocking the way, and there is no way to go.

"This is it!" Wei Haoran said in a deep voice, and the soldier immediately stopped, but did not immediately turn off the engine, leaving the headlights for illumination.

Fan Youwei in the back row was the first to get out of the car under the push of Sanqing, and he shivered as soon as he got out of the car.

Sanqing and Wei Haoran got out of the car almost at the same time, and after getting out of the car, Sanqing looked around, and under the illumination of the headlights, he could roughly see the surrounding environment. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is only a way out, no way to approach. On the right hand side of Sanqing, there is a narrow path, winding and winding, spiraling upward, and I don't know where it leads.

"This way?" asked Sanqing softly. At this time, the soldier and Mu Yi also got out of the car, and Fan Youwei unconsciously leaned to Mu Yi's side, probably because the surrounding environment aroused the fear in his heart. In fact, he didn't want to stick to Mu Yi, he didn't like the old man, but what could he do? Among the group, Sanqing couldn't give him a sense of security, and the soldier was the strongest and looked the most secure, but he didn't dare to lean over, and he didn't even dare to look at this strong man who always had a wooden expression, and that Wei Haoran, although Fan Youwei didn't dislike him very much, but after all, he was not a person all the way, so he could only have one choice in the end, Mu Yi! Thinking like this, Fan Youwei unconsciously got a little closer to Mu Yi, and there was almost zero distance between the two.

Mu Yi saw Fan Youwei leaning against his side again, and wanted to push it away, but when he looked back, this stupid guy had the word "I'm afraid" written all over his face, and when would he stay if he didn't take the opportunity to pretend to be a master?

"Senior brother, looking at this day, it is about the second watch, and it is the time when those lonely souls and wild ghosts are dispatched, especially in this barren mountain range, let alone it. But don't be afraid, I'm here! Ordinary demons and monsters are not close to you......"

"Just you?" Mu Yi was talking serious nonsense, wanting to cause some psychological pressure on Fan Youwei, but he was interrupted by Fan Youwei before he finished speaking. Fan Youwei looked indifferent, and glared at Mu Yi, but his hand grabbed the corner of Mu Yi's clothes.

Mu Yi was secretly happy in his heart, he knew that Fan Youwei was really scared this time.

"Okay, don't make trouble!" Sanqing turned his head and said in a deep voice, Mu Yi and Fan Youwei, who had spoken to their mouths, swallowed their words back one after another. Suddenly, there was silence.