Chapter 118: Graveyard of the Night

Everyone was quiet and didn't talk much.

In fact, everyone has a lot to say.

Silence is the best way to express it.

The ghost who had been here led the way in front, but he was not familiar with the situation in this neighborhood, it was night, and he didn't see anything except cats.

He's prevaricating, what if he leads everyone in the wrong direction!?

But once again, the old saying told him, "You have at least been here, and it is much better than us leading the way in the dark."

The ghost thinks about it, so he has to lead the way, but fortunately, everyone has no objections.

The ghost ghost is very scared, he has been here before, and his heart has been clouded, but if he wants to go back, he must pass through Maoling Mountain again, he originally wanted to let Gu Yan return the same way, but in the end he was still embarrassed to say it.

Gu Yan came to find his parents this time, this is just what they said, and seeing Gu Yan so stubborn, it is even more difficult for him to say that he will return the same way.

"It would be nice to go back the same way at the beginning, and you wouldn't encounter so many terrible things, even if it was passing by Su Hongmo's tomb.

The cemetery is a cemetery after all, and it will only be terrible once, just go out, but what about the current Maoling Mountain? Too much unknown, alas. ”

The ghost led the way in front and was silent, everyone thought that he was thinking about anything big and didn't bother him, but in fact he was thinking about his own private affairs.

"If you don't go to Maoling Mountain once, I don't know if there is a treasure, if there is really me, I will have at least 300,000 yuan and a house."

He comforted himself like this in his heart, and when he thought clearly, he felt that one million was too slim, and whether he could get 300,000 was unknown.

The mountain road was getting easier and easier, and the ghost led them up to a higher mountain, and he felt that he was farther away from the last danger, and his heart was not so afraid.

The road gradually became wider, and everyone became less heavy.

"Is there a human being around here?"

Gu Yan thought this in his heart and looked at the road on the ground. There was dark black moss growing against the pavement, and there were weeds on both sides of the road.

The most common is a weed that grows whole and has light green leaves that are as thin as long hair. There are also some weeds with long, thin, dandelion-like flowers growing in between.

Some are the plants that Yang Erwa and they call Ba Mao, growing in clusters, many, many times. All of them are more than one person tall, and the leaves are also slender, and if you are not careful, you will also hurt the exposed skin.

There are also vines and plants growing on the ground, and those edible wild vegetables are not easy to see.

Everyone was looking for wild vegetables on the road, but they didn't find many. Sun Da, who was their head military advisor, was anxious, they didn't have many meters. If they continue like this, they will starve to death on this cat spirit mountain.

It was almost dark that they stopped beside the big rock and decided to continue their journey tomorrow.

It was a sloping slope, the only place in the vicinity where they could stay, and the slope was a little sloping, but it didn't interfere with their rest.

As the old saying goes, they stopped and began to set up tents, find firewood, and bury pots for cooking.

All of them are quiet.

Sun Da set up a tent, Yang Xiaomei buried the pot to cook, Gu Yan was talking to Li Yixin, and Jin Bell was folding the wild vegetables they found alone. Yang Erwa and Ghost Zi went to the side to find dry firewood.

Yang Erwa doesn't like ghosts so much, and he doesn't know why, but the ancient saying tells them to go to find firewood, and he knows that it doesn't make sense to refuse with the excuse of not liking ghosts, so Yang Erwa has to go out with ghosts in silence.

I don't know why, after coming up from Maoling Mountain, Yang Erwa disliked the ghost more and more, and felt that the ghost had a lot of secrets, and the answer to his question was also not the right one, so Yang Erwa was even more suspicious.

He couldn't figure out what happened to Yang Erwa, the previous and the recent. He was always vague when asked about the ghost, which made Yang Erwa more and more suspicious of the ghost.

He really wanted to tell the ancient sayings what he thought in his heart, and he just told the ancient sayings that he felt them, and he also knew that the ancient sayings would not believe him. So Yang Erwa was very depressed along the way, and now Yang Erwa is silent and even more depressed when she is alone with the ghost.

The ghost son also rarely spoke along the way, and now he was looking down and bending down to collect firewood, and the night had fallen, and his expression could not be seen.

The ghost didn't talk much, and he didn't talk much. Yang Erwa felt that the atmosphere was weird, and she didn't know what to say, so she had to be silent.

In this way, it makes Yang Erwa think that the ghost is even more strange.

The ghost has a lot to say, he has always been a lonely walking person, with few friends, and when he meets them in the ancient saying, he treats them as friends.

He himself knows that talking too much will make them bored, but whoever nagging will be disliked by the people around him.

The ghost is used to being alone, and he gradually became silent after talking a lot.

Each knows what is on his own mind.

Yang Erwa bundled the firewood, and then went to the ghost ghost, and also wanted to help him, but the ghost looked very thin.

He himself knows that if he doesn't cooperate, he can really only die in Maoling Mountain, and no one wants to die.

So the ghost still has the value of saving zĂ i, simply put, it's a bit useful to keep it, and the ghost has helped him more than once, and he is also a person with clear grievances.

Yang Erwa thought of this and quickly went to the ghost, he was on the flat ground, and he didn't know if there was firewood there, Yang Erwa was surprised why the ghost didn't come over for so long.

Turning a stone, Yang Erwa raised her eyes and saw the back of a person, who was standing there, very lonely.

Yang Erwa recognized that it was the ghost, and he walked over.

He deliberately made a loud noise, one was to tell the ghost that he was coming, and the other was to make himself less afraid, this wilderness

Walking to a place about two meters behind the ghost, the ghost didn't notice him, and the ghost still stood like that.

Yang Erwa also stood.

"He can't be a stone or a Gu, right?"

Thinking of her previous self, Yang Erwa was shocked, if the ghost son really fell into some Gu and no one could save him, only the ghost ghost here knew these messy and strange things.

"Papapa" Yang Erwa hurriedly ran to the ghost, and arrived at the ghost's side in two or three seconds, he asked eagerly: "Ghost, are you okay?"

While asking, he looked at the face of the ghost, but the face of the ghost was not clear in the dark night, the ghost did not answer, did not react at all, and looked ahead, like a sculpture.

Yang Erwa was in a hurry, so she hurriedly pushed him and shouted, "Ghost, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

The ghost did not answer, but raised his right hand like a machine person, pointed, and said calmly word by word: "Ahead, the cemetery."

"Huh??" (To be continued.) )