At this time, the night was quite deep, no, the moon gradually tilted westward, and looked like an old man's teeth.

Sasa moored under the thousand-year-old tree, smoking alone, one cigarette after another, as a way to strengthen his courage. He knew that this place was not clean, and he couldn't tell when he would come out and be a person who was not a human ghost or a ghost, sitting beside him, and saying something without anything. He had to prepare. So, he smoked a cigarette and put one on the ground, ready to welcome new friends.

I don't know how long it took, Sasa stopped smoking, and had to go back, otherwise, maybe he would really run into something.

At this time, there was no one in the ghost valley, only to see fireflies flying incessantly, the fire was faint, and it reminded people of ghost fire.

There was a cough from nowhere, but all of a sudden, it disappeared with the wind. Sasa was not surprised. Originally, there were few people in this place during the day, let alone at night. If he hadn't wanted to make a few bucks, if he hadn't wanted to make Honghong look up to himself and be killed, Sasa wouldn't have come to this ghost place.

The cough was gone, and I don't know where it drifted with the wind, which was slightly better for Saza. He didn't have to worry about that thing suddenly appearing in front of his eyes and making a scary appearance.

At this time, a fire appeared in the sky, and gradually, it came closer, and it was seen, but it was not fire. It was a ball, smashed like crazy, and it almost made Sazar cry, but after a while, the fireball disappeared somewhere. That's a meteor, a big meteor.

In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth became so bright, and the nearby trees and grass could be seen so clearly at once, but there was no beauty in the daytime, but a pale.

Sasa kept paddling and paddling, and if he didn't, he didn't know if he would disappear from the world all of a sudden.

After the meteor, the sky and the earth became darker and darker, and it was really impossible to see the five fingers.

A man in darkness stood on the shore, sat on a piece of bluestone, and looked at Saza speechlessly, but when he saw that Saza's boat was near, he threw himself into the creek and disappeared. Standing in the boat, Saza stopped rowing and let the boat float freely on the river. He stood in the boat with an oar in his hand, ready to fight the thing to the death. But after a long time, the thing still did not show its face, so Saza rowed the boat again, and went on alone, without ceasing.

At this moment, a voice came from the shore, gently, like the wind, but certainly not the wind.

"Wait!"

Thinking that he had misheard, Sazah ignored the voice and continued to row on.

At this time, in the Ghost Valley, there were more fireflies, flying around Sasa incessantly, making a kind of Weng Weng sound, listening to it, people couldn't help but be even more afraid. However, it's all at this time, what's the use of being afraid? You can't be afraid, you have to rush forward, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

On the bank of the creek, a man walked, shouting loudly as he went, as if he were going to take a boat. Sasa leaned his boat to the edge of the creek and anchored quietly under a willow tree, ready to take the night walker, so that he might have a companion in this valley.

The boat had been anchored under the willow tree for a while, but the man had not been seen disembarking, nor had he heard the shouting.

Sasa didn't know what to do, so he prepared to sail, and he didn't wait, otherwise, he didn't know what would happen.

He knew that in the Ghost Valley, everything that happened was outrageous. He also knew that no one who walked into the Ghost Valley at night would be able to leave alive. Sitting in the boat, listening to such a voice, Sasa wondered if he would die quietly like the others who entered the Ghost Valley.