Walking on the old bluestone road, the two walked in the dim street, and the direction of progress was the direction in which Muzi came. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The doors on both sides were wide open, and there were faint black shadows flickering inside from time to time, and it was not a black shadow standing in it, but it made Mo Fan feel like he was being watched by others.

Walking all the way, I don't know how many pairs of eyes stared at the two of them in the dark, but fortunately, as Muzi said, the things in those houses couldn't come out at all, and the two were not threatened in any way.

After walking a hundred and ten meters, he came to the corner of the street, and Muzi, who was leading the way in front, seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, his body slammed, and then immediately pulled Mo Fan to the side.

Just as Mo Fan was about to ask, an ethereal voice like a big opera slowly fell into his ears from far and near.

Then, I saw a group of figures slowly walking out at the corner of the street, floating out to be precise, because the figures did not touch the ground with their heels, and there was no sound when they moved.

If you look closely, this is a group of humans dressed in ancient costumes but all of them have no heads, which may be more appropriate to describe as "ghosts".

There were about twenty or thirty of these headless ghosts, and among them, they were carrying a huge blood-red coffin, from which the strong smell of blood seeped faintly.

Fortunately, this group of guys didn't know if they really couldn't see it, or they didn't want to pay attention to it at all, anyway, they didn't care about the two people who were huddled in the shadow of the corner, and they carried the coffin slowly away.

"What are these?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

"I don't know, I've seen this scene twice before anyway, as long as you hide to the side, it's better to provoke, and those guys won't pay attention to you." Muzi shook her head, looking at the team in the distance, there were some palpitations in her heart, she couldn't imagine what it would be like if she ran into these headless ghosts head-on.

"In that case, let's go ahead and have a look." Mo Fan suddenly proposed.

"Still not ......" Before Mu Zi finished speaking, she found that Mo Fan had already followed from a distance, and with her character, she didn't plan to go out of here.

After all, this copy is mainly to deal with foreign predators, and she doesn't want to care about other things, and she doesn't want to waste that energy, and she provokes things at will, and it is easy to put her own life into it.

It is precisely because of caution that Muzi was able to survive the extremely dangerous dungeons again and again, but when she met such a teammate who liked to be a teammate, she really fell into blood mold for eight lifetimes.

Her eyes flickered, Mu Zi pondered for a moment, in her opinion, Mo Fan had violated her rules of survival, but for some reason, she finally followed under the ghost's request.

Hanging far behind the team, Mo Fan glanced at the Mu Zi who was following him, didn't say much, and continued to follow.

After a while, this mighty procession came to the entrance of the ghost street, and just when Mo Fan thought that these guys were going to play across the river, a surprising scene happened, only to see this large group of headless ghosts, just like that...... Disappeared out of thin air!

The two hurriedly stepped forward, looked left and right, and confirmed that the large group of headless ghosts had really disappeared out of thin air, leaving not even a trace.

The two stared at each other, and in the face of this unbelievable scene, they didn't know what to say, and in the end, it was Muzi who took the lead in breaking the silence: "There's nothing to see, let's go!"

Mo Fan didn't say much, his stubborn temper came up, and he was reluctant to give up at all, knocking on the ground in this place, but he didn't find any secret passages or anything like that.

However, the "Be careful and scared" sign on the side looked a little ironic, and he took a closer look at the sign by the way, but unfortunately he still didn't find anything.

I almost turned over this land, but I still didn't find the slightest thing, Mo Fan finally gave up and returned the same way with Muzi who was waiting patiently on the side.

After a while, the two of them returned to the corner again, but this time they did not encounter the headless ghost team again, and the two continued on their way.

This "ghost street" is said to be only one street, but in fact, the scope is quite large, and its area is so large that it is even a few points larger than the average community.

It would take some time for the two of them to cross the past, and along the way, just when Mo Fan was bored and wanted to enter a few rooms to die, the ethereal voice like singing fell into his ears again.

As soon as his eyes lit up, Mo Fan hurriedly followed the sound and bypassed a street, and sure enough, it was still the group of headless ghosts carrying the coffin.

Mu Zi frowned and followed, seeing this group of headless ghosts floating by, his face showed a trace of unhappiness, and he lowered his voice and said, "If you want to die, I won't stop you, but don't catch me!"

Looking at the other party's serious expression, Mo Fan pursed his lips, and then turned around to keep up with the headless ghost team, once he made the decision, the eight cows couldn't pull it back, and of course the woman in front of him couldn't influence his thoughts.

Grabbing Mo Fan, Mu Zi frowned, and said with a serious expression: "Now the two of us are in a cooperative relationship, if you have to come by your own temperament, then I can only say sorry, it seems that we are not suitable to be allies."

In a qualified team, there can really only be one voice, and now in the team composed of two people, no one is convinced, and no one has the absolute right to speak.

Once there is a situation where the current idea does not agree, it may fall apart at any time, and the only way is that Mo Fan's strength or outstanding performance is recognized, which may occupy the right to speak in the team.

Although Mo Fan knew this very well in his heart, before he was approved by Muzi, the two had already had a difference of opinion.

He knew very well in his heart that now in Muzi's heart, he was a guy who had nothing to do, and if he wanted the other party to listen to him, it was really tantamount to a fantasy.

So there was nothing to say, Mo Fan didn't even bother to talk nonsense, glanced at the other party, and then followed the headless ghost team directly.

Seeing this scene, Mu Zi's expression was a little complicated, and he finally met Mo Fan again in the dungeon, although the two were not reliable friends, but at least they could still maintain a friendly and cooperative relationship.

It's only been a long time, and I'm about to face this embarrassing situation of falling apart, but that kind of words have been said, with Muzi's arrogance, of course, it is impossible to keep up, sigh slightly, turn around and walk to the other side.

Mu Zi didn't expect to keep up again, and Mo Fan didn't care, for him, it was the same with or without this ally, but it was still a pity, after all, having such a big beauty by his side was always very eye-catching. (To be continued.) )