Shen Fu asked as he walked towards Ning Wushu, "What's wrong?"

Walking a few feet away, Shen Fu could feel the terrifying gaze that fell on her back, and she trembled like a man's back. It's terrible, it's terrible, isn't Jun Heng practicing some soul-inspiring witchcraft? Why did she ...... as soon as she saw those eyes Is it hard to look away?

"It seems that I can't get out of this dense forest, and all the marks I made on the trees have disappeared. Could it be ...... "Ning Wushu's expression was grim."

"It's an illusion. Jun Heng walked slowly, as if he was strolling in his own backyard.

"I originally thought that the most that Moli Mountain was haunting was a high-level demon beast, but now it seems that there is more than that. ”

"Hee-hee-hee-koko...... Koko...... Hee-hee......"

A menacing laugh of boys eating began to echo through the dense forest.

Shen Fu suddenly thought that there were often children's gloomy laughter in the very terrifying weird books she had read before, and at this moment she understood Wen Renying's feeling of being scared and fainted in the cave of Yueli Tianshan, because at this time her scalp was also numb, and she always felt that the wind was gusting behind her, and the description in the book was that she was immersed today.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Shen Fu's expression was wrong, Jun Heng touched her arm.

"Ahhhh His arms were wrapped around Jun Heng's neck, and his legs were tightly hooked around his waist.

For a while, Jun Heng's two hands didn't know where to put them.

Ning Wushu coughed lightly and turned his face silently.

The boy's eerie laughter continued, and Jun Heng's stiff hands finally had a place to go, covering Shen Fu's ears.

"Pretend to be a ghost, don't show up quickly!"

After Jun Heng's sneer, the boy's voice suddenly disappeared, and the scene around them also changed, although they were still in the forest, the sky was already bright.

"It's ...... Sent us out?"

Jun Heng let go of Shen Fu's ears and said softly, "It's okay." ”

Suddenly switching from night to day, Shen Fu's open eyes were shaken by the dazzling sunlight, which also made her completely realize that she was still hanging on Jun Heng's body now.

"Ah, that thing must have been scared away by us, definitely. Shen Fu, who pretended to be relaxed, laughed while trying to make his movements from Jun Heng look less awkward. However, the action of getting off someone else's body is embarrassing no matter how you do it. Forget it, she's better give up on herself.

Shen Fu, who knew that he was embarrassed, followed the two silently, and occasionally Jun Heng turned his head to look at her, Shen Fu quickly avoided his gaze as if he had been stepped on by his tail, and also missed the smile that Jun Heng couldn't hide in his eyes.

There was an old man who was collecting firewood on the side of the mountain road, glanced at the direction behind the three of them, and exclaimed, "Hey, young man, what are you going to do in that place?

"This old man, the disciples of the sect we came to investigate the demons, but those who died mysteriously recently were because they entered the forest behind us?" asked Ning Wushu with a salute.

"But isn't it! We don't dare to go there now, originally there were some mushrooms in the forest that could be sold for money, but who knew that since three months ago, there was no one to go, none of them went to one, we didn't dare to go, and even I was far away from picking firewood. ”

"Is there a body of the deceased, or did it just disappear in the woods?" Shen Fu asked.

"The direct person is gone, and he never came out again. The uncle shook his head, his eyes widened again, and he asked in disbelief, "Are you really sect spiritual cultivators?"

"Yes. Ning Wushu nodded.

"Oh, we will be saved when you come!" said that, the uncle didn't even pick up the firewood, and wanted to go down the mountain with the small pile on his back, "You guys have worked so the way, if you don't dislike it, go to our house to rest and drink water, right?"

"That's it. ”

"Don't bother, don't bother!" The uncle took them down the mountain very enthusiastically, and Shen Fu talked to him all the way, giving a general idea of the situation in the whole village.

When they came in last night, the house was closed and there was no trace of popularity, and the uncle surnamed Li said that it was because the people who had the accident entered the forest at night, and they felt that this demon was specifically harming people at night, so after dinner, they quickly turned off the lights and went to bed, for fear that there was a bright light to attract bad things.

At this time, it is a very ordinary picture of the field, the drooping child surrounds the crane-haired old man, and the fireworks and steaming white gas between the stoves are the taste of the world.

As soon as I pushed open the fence door of Uncle Li's house, I heard a roar from the house, "It's still grinding to pick up firewood!"

The man walked out with his hands rubbing on his apron, and when he saw the firewood he picked up by Uncle Li, he was even more angry, "It's just such a thing after picking it up for a long time?

It was Uncle Li's grumpy wife, Wang.

Uncle Li stiffened his waist for a rare time, "What's the noise! It's noisy and noisy when it's dark all day! Do you see who I'm bringing back?

"What?" Wang was stunned, "Really?"

"What are you lying to!"

She looked at Shen Fu and the three of them suspiciously, and believed it with just one glance at Wang, "Then, then you hurry up and say hello, I, I will go and invite Li Zheng to come over!"

"What will you say if you are clumsy, you are greeting, I will please!"

Saying that, Uncle Li went out, and the Wang family hurriedly invited them into the house, served three teacups, and rubbed his hands a little crampedly, "There is no good tea in the poor countryside, and the home-dried soil tea, you young heroes will drink it." ”

"There's Aunt Lao. Shen Fu smiled at her.

Before the cup of tea was finished, Li Zheng and a group of people behind him came over. The gray-haired Li was hurrying into the door, almost tripping over the threshold, and when he saw Shen Fu for the first time, he couldn't wait to hold her hand, "Young heroes, you can count ...... it."

Suddenly, the ink shadow flashed in front of him, and Li Zheng held Jun Heng's hand, he raised his eyes tremblingly, and was startled by a pair of indifferent eyes. "Less, Younger......"

"You're welcome. Jun Heng tried to slow down his tone.

Looking at the tall ink-colored figure in front of her, the corners of Shen Fu's mouth twitched slightly, she really wanted to pinch his neck and ask him with a smile on her face, is it especially good to show her figure in front of others, and get a full sense of pride from it?

"We really have no choice, although no one dares to go to the ghost forest at will now and no one will die, but the situation in the mountain is getting worse day by day!" Li Zheng pointed to his sparse and gray hair, "Because of this, I am almost bald, good fellow, a lot of hair loss, wherever I go......"

Shen Fu hurriedly intercepted his words, "What you just said about the bad situation refers to the increasingly thin aura of Moli Mountain?"