At night, the ghost mountain is even colder, and the whistling wind, mixed with the breath of grass and trees, blows towards Nanhua!

Quiet, sometimes more frightening than noisy, Nuoda Ghost Mountain, since there is no trace of frogs and insects, occasionally fly out one or two fireflies, as if to pay tribute to the dead creatures, wandering alone in the air, I don't know where to fly!

Nanhua quietly came to the foot of the ghost mountain, enjoying the tranquility of the moment, and in the morning his father gave himself a slap not far away, the voice seemed to be echoing in his ears, this is an ominous place.

With firmness in his eyes, Nanhua walked towards the mountain, and began to observe the surroundings vigilantly, the rumored three ghosts of the ghost mountain, but they were deeply imprinted in his heart.

The hanged ghost was under a hemp rope, the fork ghost was at a crossroads, and the child and mother ghost were next to a hole, and Nanhua's mind flashed through these rumors.

It didn't take long for the ghost mountain to go dark, the dense foliage was entangled, the moonlight couldn't shine in at all, and the ghost mountain was like a beast with an open mouth, letting the darkness swallow everything.

In the dark, several ghost fires floated back and forth, scientifically speaking, it was a fire, that is, a natural phenomenon emitted from the bones of a person after death.

Nanhua has experienced the illusory fear brought by Mengmen for two years, how could he be afraid of this spiritual fire, but he sighed in his heart: the place where this spiritual fire is different, I am afraid that people have died in every place.

Quietly swapped out the black fire, and there was still some light in the dark, and under those few spiritual fires, sure enough, there was a skeleton in each place, looking at the dry bones, I was afraid that it had been dead for a long time.

With a chill in his heart, with the help of the black light, avoiding the spiritual fire, Nanhua slowly moved forward vigilantly, and always began to pay attention to whether there were some spiritual objects like Ganoderma lucidum under his feet.

It stands to reason that few people have cared about it here for hundreds of years, and it is normal to grow some spiritual things, but Nanhua has come all the way, except for trees, there is not even a single weed on the ground, which makes Nanhua puzzled.

"Could it be that this ghost thing, the fierce face and grass are also afraid?"

The immortal heart moved forward again, walking slowly, there were more and more spiritual fires, and the dry bones were getting denser and denser, since so many people had died here.

"Smack"

Looking up, Nanhua took a few steps back in fright.

I saw a hemp rope on the branch above, and a cold corpse hung from the hemp rope.

"I, grass!" Since what Wang Tao said is true, someone did die here not long ago!

Not daring to walk over, Nanhua began to make a detour to the side.

After a moment, Nanhua retreated with a scream.

"Nima,,, tree was full of hemp ropes, and under the hemp ropes there were rotten clothes, some of which were dry bones, and some of which were still rotting.

How fierce is this hanged man?

It's better to go down the mountain, Nanhua timidly glanced ahead, where the scene is really disgusting and frightening, I wanted to come to find some heaven and earth spiritual things, but I didn't expect this ghost mountain to be so evil.

Turning half of his body and looking back, Nanhua was not only stunned, but in the face of the darkness behind him, Nanhua thought, how to get out? I was running around in the wrong direction just now, and I didn't know where I came in.

Nanhua rolled his eyes, how could this situation stump the smart Nanhua, turned around and climbed up to the towering tree behind him, because of his thinness, Nanhua climbed very easily.

Just halfway up, Nanhua stopped abruptly, and looked at the branches above with orange eyes, where is there a hemp rope! Let Nanhua have the urge to hang up.

He shook his head violently and looked down. Nanhua burst into a foul language: Nima......

The corpse hanging on the hemp rope just now ran down at some point, and the walking corpse quietly walked towards Nanhua's location. And the dry bones under the spiritual fire didn't know when they began to climb up, slowly crawling towards Nanhua, there are in front, there are behind, there are on the left, and there are on the right, isn't this forcing yourself to hang yourself!

The fear is that there is not a single sound......

Seeing this scene, Nanhua's heart was half cold, only to see these skeletons and corpses, their footwork was slow, and their eyes emitted a uniform red light, as if they were manipulated by something.

"Manipulation?"

"The Adept?"

No, there is no one who is stupid enough to come here and scare people every day, and it will be hundreds of years old.

Nanhua's eyes froze, and he threw out the black fire on his left hand.

"Burn, burn me hard"

The spiritual power controlled the black fire to wander around, and set all those skeleton corpses on fire, seeing that the skeletons and corpses could be lit, Nanhua was excited.

To Nanhua's surprise, the temperature of the black fire was more than 200 degrees, but it could not ignite the trees here, and could only burn a few leaves.

Without thinking too much, seeing that the corpse could be burned to ashes and the bones could be burned to ashes, Nanhua felt a lot more stable, jumped down quickly, and ran behind him, about to burn a way home, seeing that there was no rickets in front of him, Nanhua hurriedly ran forward a few steps.

Running not far away, Nanhua stopped suddenly, slapped himself on the head, and muttered: Why are you here to Ghost Mountain!

I couldn't help but run back again and look for it carefully.

This place was burned by the black fire of Nanhua, and it was a lot cleaner, what was the thing that controlled them just now? Since it's not human, what is it?

Lingyu slapped a few times at the big tree next to him and muttered: It can't be controlled by this towering tree, there is nothing here except trees!

Who tied the hemp ropes from the tree?

Thinking of this, Nanhua couldn't help but look up, and his eyes shrank: the hemp rope disappeared.

"Hanged ghosts?"

It's definitely an illusion, the hanged man is a story made up by the world, there must be something behind the scenes, all the way to the beginning of a hob-like search, bound to find out of the behind-the-scenes control.

"Huh"

All the hemp ropes were gone, why was there still one on this tree, running to the bottom of a tree, Nanhua began to ponder.

Climb up the big tree, untie the hemp rope, it is a plopping hemp rope, look at the yellow color of the hemp rope, the age seems to be quite old.

Looking around, except for the tree, it is a tree.

Could it be?

"It's a mark!"

Nanhua hurriedly dug under the tree, and after a long time of drumming, he finally dug up a small stone that would glow, only the size of a wine bottle cap, but the light emitted from it was very charming!

What is this? Buried in the ground, since you can make the ground not grow grass! You can also control the corpses!