Volume 1 Burial Dragon Land Chapter 32 Ghost Land

Nangong Hao stood at the trailhead and didn't dare to move, his expression was extremely nervous, and his heart was about to jump out.

Suddenly, a call echoed in Nangong Hao's ears, and the atmosphere slowly became peaceful and warm, Nangong Hao's expression was relaxed, his eyes were a little confused, and he unconsciously took a step, his eyes were confused, and he wanted to step into this path.

"Nangong Hao!" Jingqing shouted, making Nangong Hao suddenly sober up, and the fear in his eyes became even stronger!

Beat the spirit, run the dantian, spread the aura all over the body, and be vigilant about everything around you.

Suddenly, Nangong Hao trembled. Because he felt a cold hand, touching the back of his neck to the top of his head! Through the hair, that cold feeling enveloped Nangong Hao.

"Ahh

At the same time, he immediately took out a few weapons in his hand to guard the surroundings.

Perhaps it was the effect of aura, the coldness behind Nangong Hao dissipated, leaving him with a chill all over his body, making his whole body stiff.

"Do you have to let me go over from here? Ghost master, anyway, I am also from Tiancun, and they are all from the Tianshan Mountains, you can't make it convenient, and you still scare me like this! Ghost master, I will give incense to your old man's house every year in the future, no, no, every day in the future, we will discuss and discuss, and you will go over to me directly. ”

Nangong Hao grinded endlessly, giving himself courage, the current situation is too weird, it seems that Nangong Hao is only allowed to go to the top of the mountain from here, and there is no way out, so he must enter this path.

"Jingqing, do we really have to go here?" Nangong Hao was sure again and again, and there was no doubt that it was an answer.

Nangong Hao gritted his teeth, and his hand holding the hoe turned slightly blue, making his whole body tense.

"Didn't you leave last time, isn't it okay, small things, small things......" Nangong Hao kept comforting himself, took a hard step, and stepped into the bluestone road.

Call!

Before he could take a few steps, Nangong Hao felt a strong cold, gusts of wind, disturbing Nangong Hao's hair.

In a trance, Nangong Hao glanced at a piece of gray hair floating on the side, and then disappeared.

"It's too much! Do you think I'm a bully?" Nangong Hao panicked in his heart, spread his legs, and began to run wildly, running forward. At the same time, it constantly releases aura and sweeps backwards.

However, the heavier and heavier yin qi shrouded the entire trail, different from the silence last time, this bluestone trail this time was more like a cemetery, and the overwhelming yin qi made Nangong Hao's skin crack and his heart throbbed.

Nangong Hao, who was running wildly, gradually slowed down, because he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a large area of yin wind whistling at the back of his neck, and there was a cold hand touching it.

Something stuck to his back!

Nangong Hao's mind buzzed, his face turned pale in an instant, and he kept turning his head, his neck hurt, but he didn't see anything.

Although he carried a large package on his back, the cold that really existed made him extremely afraid, but the more he did. The more creepy he felt.

Nangong Hao's body was trembling all the time, and he was so frightened that he was sweating, and he was all in cold sweat.

Halfway through, Nangong Hao mustered up his courage, trembled his hands, and took out a mirror that he had scavenged from the storage bag in his arms, and he didn't want to have something ominous behind him from now on.

The aura was infused into the mirror and shone behind him.

That familiar appearance made Nangong Hao's sweat stand on end, and his eyes widened suddenly, terrifying!

He saw a red shadow behind him, lying on his back, and the entire burden on Nangong Hao's back in the mirror became blood red, and the red shadow was scattered, and his abrupt eyes stared at the mirror.

"Shh

The red shadow grinned, raised his fingers without the slightest flesh, put them to his lips, and made a shushing motion.

Then, the red shadow pointed at the mirror, the hair fluttered, the bright red blood was entangled, and the mirror in Nangong Hao's hand cracked in an instant, shattered to the ground, and there was still blood flowing on it, which was extremely oozing.

"Ahh

Nangong Hao looked at the fragment of the mirror in front of him in a daze, and the sticky blood on it made him sure that there was something behind him, and the ghost thing was attached to his back.

"Ghost master, don't do this, I'll just pass by, or I'll go back right now, and you get off me? I won't bother your old man again." Nangong Hao cried with a sad face, and his voice was choked.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but found that his body was stiff, his feet trembled, and he actually started to take steps by himself, completely uncontrolled by Nangong Hao, and marched towards the depths of the bluestone road.

Not only that, but the connection between Nangong Hao and Jingqing was completely severed, and he couldn't even look at himself as a dantian and meridian, and he was completely controlled by others.

"It's over! It's over! Ghost master, this is serious? Don't you just pass by twice, you really want to kill me? Long Ye, this is also your territory, you can't see death without saving it. Uncle Wang, you have a spirit in the sky, help......"

Nangong Hao roared in his heart, watching himself walk step by step towards the depths of the bluestone road, the scenery on both sides was constantly changing, and the dense shade gradually dispersed, and before Nangong Hao could react, he suddenly arrived outside a cave.

A little light spilled out of the cave, and the bare tree trunks surrounded the cave, casting countless black shadows in the shape of human figures flowing in all directions.

The terrible screams, the crying of the baby, the roar of the man, and all kinds of abuse filled Nangong Hao's ears, making Nangong Hao's head tingle for a while.

"Mom, don't tell me that these are all resentful ghosts, I'm here for a ghost nest?" Nangong Hao's heart palpitated, and he watched the tree trunks around him extend, wrapping Nangong Hao and moving forward.

"Ahem......"

A light cough echoed, and the tree trunks scattered, but the sky suddenly turned dark, followed by a loud noise in mid-air, which shook Nangong Hao's eyelids.

In the dark sky, the thunder echoed, and there was a large area in front of Nangong Hao, which gradually distorted and changed.

Rushing......

At the time of change, there seemed to be a sound of water, more and more intense, more and more clear, and at this moment, a large amount of water mist was filled with the place where Nangong Hao was, surrounded by a rich dead air, and where he passed, the temperature plummeted, so that Nangong Hao's body could be covered with a layer of frost.

Between breaths, the turbid air exhaled also turned into a white mist visible to the naked eye.

Faintly, Nangong Hao seemed to see through the mist that there were many figures not far away, all looking at him.

Countless eyes converged, and the abnormality of this place made Nangong Hao feel creepy for a while.

If it weren't for the control of that ghost, he would never have come here so rashly.