When Zhu Yao opened her eyes again, there was silence inside the tent. The body of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info was placed near the door, and a talisman was carefully pasted on his forehead. Zhu Yao got up and lifted the tent, only to see that only their lonely tent was now left at the foot of the mountain, and the others had obviously left.

Zhang Qingzheng was sitting on a boulder on the top of the ghost mountain, and the bone jade flute made a faint sound. The zombies who were controlled by Zhang Qing's flute yesterday were all standing in place at this time, surrounding Zhang Qing.

"Zhang Qing ......" Zhu Yao put his hands around and put them to his mouth and shouted at Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing heard her voice, and as soon as the flute sound in his mouth changed, he changed his tone, and the zombies surrounding him gradually dispersed.

Zhang Qing straightened up at this time, and jumped down the ghost mountain to Zhu Yao.

"Dao Chief, they're all gone, when are we leaving?"

Zhu Yao waved her hand with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry!" "There are still some things she hasn't figured out, and there are so many things worth studying in this ghost mountain. For example, I only heard that there were ghosts on this ghost mountain before, but the zombies only circulated a general-level zombie, so where did this low-level zombie all over the mountain come from now? For another example, if the person behind the scenes didn't achieve his goal this time, would he make a general-level zombie again?

These are all things that make Zhu Yao wonder.

The matter of the corpse control conference must have spread on Panlong Mountain with the disciples who returned to Panlong Mountain, so Zhang Qingdao was not in a hurry to go back. It's just that the corpse of the senior brother is a problem, it can neither absorb the moonlight like Zhu Yao, but it is impossible for Zhang Qing to find a creature for him to suck blood, for the sake of the future, he can only be nailed with a fixed talisman and placed in the tent.

Zhu Yao, who slept during the day, was more energetic at night. Originally, zombies were nocturnal creatures, and that night, Zhu Yao pulled Zhang Qing up the mountain.

What is on the top of the ghost mountain, whether it is the day of the corpse fighting meeting or the day Zhu Yao came up for the first time, Zhu Yao has never had the opportunity to climb to the top of the mountain. There was the general-level zombie halfway up the mountain, and they could only travel there. Therefore, Zhu Yao planned to take advantage of the fact that the zombies had been eliminated and went to the top of the ghost mountain to find out.

The altitude of Ghost Mountain is not very high, and according to legend, it was originally just a small mound. It was only later that a war broke out in this place, and there were too many dead, and the corpses accumulated into the current ghost mountain. Legend has it that when a hoe is scraped down on the top of the ghost mountain, what comes out is not soil, but human bones!

Zhu Yao has no intention of confirming this legend, people should be buried when they die. Even if these lonely souls and wild ghosts on the ghost mountain are buried in such a way, they should be treated with the least respect.

Because of Zhu Yao's own coercion, those low-level zombies only dared to stay far behind them. Zhang Qing did not urge his flute, but walked slowly behind Zhu Yao, and the two of them wandered leisurely as if they were strolling leisurely. If I didn't know that this is a ghost mountain, I'm afraid I would really think that this is an ordinary mountain with some beautiful scenery.

When passing halfway up the mountain, Zhu Yao stopped, listened attentively, and finally shook his head. Zhang Qing knew that she was thinking of the general-level zombie, and she felt something, so she held her hand tightly.

Feeling the heat coming from Zhang Qing's hand, Zhu Yao came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled at Zhang Qing and said, "Let's go, let's continue to climb up." ”

What did Guan and the Dao Chief say to Zhu Yao when he went down the mountain that day, Zhang Qing didn't ask. Zhu Yao felt that when the time was right, she would tell Zhang Qing everything. Only now, apparently not the time!

The further up you go, the stronger the wind gets, and the temperature in the air drops by several degrees. Zhu Yao naturally didn't feel the cold, but felt that Zhang Qing's hands were not as warm as just now, so he realized the problem of temperature here. Zhu Yao squinted his eyes, and around them, there was still a faint mist flowing. Zhu Yao stopped, the color of his eyes suddenly turned green, his gaze was like substance, and he looked straight through the fog to the depths of the ghost mountain.

Zhang Qing stood beside Zhu Yao, and also cautiously stopped his pace of progress, and the bone and blood flute was pinched in his hand, carefully guarded.

Suddenly, a whistling sound came from the mist. Zhu Yao grabbed Zhang Qing and flashed to the side.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost!" Zhu Yao let out a soft snort from his nose, and then let out a low roar. The low-level zombies who followed them up the hill immediately after receiving the order threw themselves into the mist.

But the strange thing is that these zombies disappeared after plunging into the fog, and Zhu Yao searched the entire ghost mountain and never saw them again.

And at this moment, the fog gradually dissipated in front of them. The original face of the ghost mountain was exposed in front of them.

I don't know how many years of wind and sun have passed, and the shallow white bones have been exposed, exposed to the moonlight, glowing with a cold light. Directly at their feet, there was a skull, and the two eyes of the black hole were looking straight at them.

After all, Zhu Yao's heart is still a girl's family, even if there are many dead bodies that she has come into contact with on weekdays, but after all, they all look like people. Bai Sensen's bones like this, stared at by it like this at night, I still can't help but feel hairy in my heart.

Sensing Zhu Yao's fear, Zhang Qing stood in front of her without moving, blocking the skeleton's gaze for her.

Without the fog, under the moonlight, everything on the mountain can be seen clearly. Zhang Qing pulled Zhu Yao, this time he walked in front and took Zhu Yao to climb to the top of the mountain that was already close in front of him.

Zhu Yao carefully bypassed the skull, but after passing by, she couldn't help but glance back. At this glance, she was stunned when she looked at her. The skull seemed to be alive, moving in the dirt, tilting its head, and its face seemed to make an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Zhu Yao screamed in fright, and pulled Zhang Qing with his backhand to run wildly.

When she stopped again, the two of them didn't know where they were.

Looking at the unfamiliar scenery around her and the lush trees, Zhu Yao was dumbfounded. Zhang Qing took out a compass from the cloth bag in a hurry, but the pointer of the compass seemed to be broken, turning wildly, but it couldn't guide them in the right direction. Zhang Qing frowned, put the compass away, recalled the scene he had just come, and carefully identified it before taking Zhu Yao back on the road.

At this time, none of them realized that they were getting farther and farther away from the ghost mountain!