'Whew-'

The sound of the wind blew through the trees, rolling up large patches of red mist, and at the same time sending a thick smell of blood.

'Knock knock! ’

'Knock knock knock! ’

The hearts of the crowd were beating like a chaotic drum, which could be clearly heard in the cramped carriage.

In such a strange environment, even the old man who was driving the car who was distressed about the old cow running away did not dare to speak out easily.

Even because of the death of the cow, everyone's hearts were hung high in their throats, and they were afraid that something would happen to them.

"Who is the demon, dare to destroy my rune paper!"

Daochang Song already felt very bad, but he couldn't bear the apprehension in his heart and shouted.

At the moment when Lao Niu fled, he also carried a drop of his own essence blood in the rune paper he punched, which was far from being comparable to the power of ordinary spirit runes.

But even so, the spirit rune failed to protect the old cow's life, and it didn't even take half an hour for it to die.

For the old Taoist, it was like being slapped in the face on the spot by the evil behind him, and his face was a little ugly in an instant.

As soon as his voice fell, the mountains and forests suddenly fell silent.

Whether it was the sound of the heartbeat, the 'whistling' of the mountain wind, or the 'rustling' of the big mouthful of food, all disappeared in an instant.

The surroundings were so quiet that they could hear the falling needles, and even the wriggling blood-red mist seemed to pause.

After a long time, when everyone in the car only felt that the muscles in their necks were so stiff that they trembled slightly and ached from excessive exertion, Song Daochang's reprimand finally responded.

'Woo-woo-'

A faint whimper sounded, first quiet, then a faint cry.

It sounded like a woman's weeping, but when I listened closely, I felt that the voice was a little too sharp and not quite right.

What's more, in the barren mountains and mountains, except for the passers-by in the car, all the way, there was no smoke in the vicinity, and suddenly there was such a cry, not to mention the old Taoist, even the people in the car had already noticed that something was wrong.

"I knew I wouldn't be going out today......"

In the sound of 'gurgling' teeth, someone finally couldn't stand the strange atmosphere and choked up.

Everyone's psychological defense line is about to collapse, and when they hear this, they all show despair.

"Shh

Song Changqing turned his head and glared at everyone: "What are you afraid of?" My master is still there! ”

When everyone had no master, his sonorous words made everyone in the carriage who was already panicked think of the existence of Song Daochang again, and they were reluctant to be a little quieter.

After this silence, the sobbing sound of 'whining' became clearer and clearer, feminine and sharp, and the sound of the 'whistling' wind turned into a magic sound, burrowing into the souls of everyone.

Everyone's hearts were beating extremely fast, and they couldn't help but envy Aunt Wu who was asleep at this time.

The people in the car clenched their ears, eager to shut out the sound.

But the more he covered his ears, the more the screaming cry became clear, as if it had penetrated into the soul of the gods, making it difficult for people to calm down.

"Where are the demons, pretending to be ghosts!"

Outside the carriage, Daochang Song had already stood up, turned his head to look around, and shouted loudly:

"Don't come out quickly, die quickly!"

When he shouted this, he had already used the Taoist cultivation method.

As soon as the words were shouted, the cheers carried pure yang righteousness, like thunder on the ground, shaking the red mist that slowly squirmed towards the carriage and retreated.

As soon as the cry ceased, the surroundings fell silent again.

The moment everyone in the carriage heard the sound disappear, they first breathed a sigh of relief, but then, an even greater uneasiness enveloped everyone's hearts at the same time.

When the crying died down, it was replaced by extreme silence.

I don't know if it was the cry that interfered with everyone's minds, but in such a quiet, everyone seemed to have symptoms of tinnitus.

'Rustle-'

After a long time, voices finally began to appear again.

It was as if the grass was being trampled on, and something was slowly approaching this way.

"Boom ......"

The faint woman's cry came from all directions, and the blood-red mist that had been forced back by Song Daochang began to approach the ox cart again.

The smell of blood grew stronger and sicker, and the sight of the surroundings became more and more cloudy, making it almost impossible to see the surrounding scene.

In the blood-red mist, every stretching leaf and branch bud is like the silhouette of a demon and a monster.

Song Daochang's nerves were already tense to the extreme, and he held several runes in his hand, and turned around vigilantly to pay attention to his surroundings.

"Boom-"

"Huh-"

"Woo-woo-"

From the east, west, south, and north came one after another, and his head kept turning, and in the blood light that rushed to the sky, a smell of decay mixed with the breath of the dead entered everyone's nostrils.

Everyone covered their noses one after another, and Song Qingxiao suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed:

"There!"

Song Daochang subconsciously turned around and looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, he saw a hazy black shadow dozens of meters away in the distance.

The black shadow was hidden in the dense bushes, and there was a blood-red mist that obscured his divine sense, if it weren't for Song Qing's small sharp eyes and pointed out, Song Daochang probably wouldn't have noticed anything wrong here for a while.

From the reflection, it looks like a woman with loose hair, black hair flying in the air like seaweed scattered in the water, and some of it is stiff and slanted at her sides at an odd angle.

"Come out!"

As soon as Song Daochang found this woman, he couldn't help but snort, and at the same time deducted a piece of talisman paper in the palm of his hand.

As soon as his voice fell, the shadow really 'moved'.

She' slowly stood up from the grass, as if something was hugging her high, but the dense grass and blood-red fog about half a person tall blocked everyone's view, making it impossible to see the lower half of her hidden body.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Once the woman found out, she didn't hide it, and her mouth let out a cry like a cry, and her body slowly moved forward towards the carriage.

'Know, Soso! ’

The grass was pressed to the sides, and she staggered through the grass.

Everyone in the car didn't dare to breathe, and desperately squeezed into a ball and shrank into the corner of the carriage, as if they could stay away from this strange woman.

As this woman appeared in everyone's sight, the breath of the rotting corpse that could not be hidden mixed with the strong smell of blood rushed into everyone's noses, making everyone have some bad associations and speculations about the identity of this woman.

"Qingxiao, come to me."

Song Changqing had already felt the oppression, and the appearance of the woman, the red mist in the sky was even thicker, just like the female ghost who had possessed Aunt Wu before, which brought him indescribable suppression.

But at the critical moment, he still remembered his identity as a senior brother, and tried to rely on the 'timid' junior sister and protect her within his wings.

"Qing Xiao...... Young ......"

The woman who appeared and was crying seemed to hear Song Changqing's words, and she also parroted her tongue and called out a few times.

"Hmm......"

The only woman in the carriage bit her lip desperately, her body trembling like chaff, but there were still sobs of fear escaping from the corners of her mouth, infecting the others in the car.

'Rustle......rustle'

The grass gradually parted, and the head of a scalper emerged.

"My cow--"

When the old man in the carriage saw this scene, he couldn't help but be taken aback, recognized his own cow, and shouted in great pain.

Although he is afraid, cattle are a very important asset to his family.

Although he ran away before, the old man still had the wish to find the cow back after the matter was over.

Now the old cow himself has returned, but the situation of the cow is obviously wrong.

The cow's eyes had begun to turn white, its horns were covered with blood, and thick blood gushed out of its mouth and nose, drawn into a slender streak of blood, dripping down.

The old cow had only disappeared for a moment, but at this time, its belly was amazingly large, and its body seemed to have more than doubled.

A woman dressed in blue was sitting upside down on the back of the old cow, her robe was so wide that the cuffs of her robe were stacked and draped, wrapping her hands in the thick cuffs.

The wide skirt split apart, leaving only two trouser legs hanging down at the sides of the old cow's body.

There was no pair of small feet in sight at the trouser legs, only the trouser legs swayed faintly with the old cow's slow progress.

'Da! ’

'Da Da! ’

The old cow dragged his legs forward in a stiff and strange position, and blood dripped everywhere he went, sticking everywhere on the grass.

A blood-red mist lingered around the woman, making 'her' seem to become one with the blood mist.

Song Daochang moved his nose, in addition to the smell of blood and the smell of corpse decay, it was also mixed with an inexplicable stench.

The hearts of everyone in the car tightened with the appearance of the woman riding the bull, and the old Taoist priest saw the woman getting closer and closer, and immediately raised his eyebrows:

"No matter what kind of demon you are, you will not be allowed to run amok!"

As soon as the words fell, the spirit rune he held in his palm struck out at the same time as his spell.

Fu Guang turned into a bolt of lightning and slammed down on the top of the woman's head!

'Boom! ’

In the sound of thunder, the power of thunder and lightning as thick as a wrist pierced the red mist and fell on top of the woman's head.

'Squeak-'

The woman's cry instantly turned into a long, high-pitched scream, some like the screams of an animal after being attacked.

"Huh?"

Everyone in the carriage heard this scream and looked at it.

I saw that the moment the thunder and lightning touched the top of the woman's head, a large puff of smoke burst out.

The thunder light tore the top of 'her' head, as if tearing open a piece of painting skin wrapped around 'her'!

Her straighten body slumped, and a tumble of stuff poured out of the wide robe.

The scene of the big battle that everyone expected did not appear, and the 'woman' was shattered with a single blow!

The moment the contents of the body rolled out, the 'woman''s body quickly dried up.

At the same moment, something began to accumulate under the belly of the old cow, who was barely standing stiff.

With a 'squeak' sound, a large pile of things fell from its belly like dumplings and fell to the ground.

Those things were like curled hairballs, ginger all over, stained with blood, and then spread out when they landed, burrowing out of their heads and tails, and turning into weasel spirits.

"Yellow skin!"

The people in the car saw this scene clearly and screamed in horror.

As these things came out one after another, the scalper's belly was hollowed out, turning into a skeleton covered with skin and bones, and its hooves were bent, and it fell to the ground with a 'bang', turning into a motionless corpse.

A large number of weasel corpses killed by the lightning talisman rolled out, fluttering clothes on the cow's corpse, and the 'woman''s head tilted and fell onto the cow's back.

'Squeak squeak-'

The weasel that crawled out of the belly of the cow carcass was like a ghost, speeding through the ground.

"These brutes!"

When everyone saw that it was just a weasel, although they felt a little numb in their scalps, they were also faintly relieved.

"Let's get out of the car and clean them up!"

Although everyone doesn't want to provoke these things that become essences, but now that they have been provoked, since there is no way to avoid it, they naturally have to think about cleaning it up.

The people in the car were frightened by the strange sound before, the screams of the old cow, the wailing of the woman, and the figure that appeared on the back of the cow later, all of them were frightened, and now when they saw this scene, they felt that they had been fooled by this strange thing, and they were so angry that they clenched their fists, and they wanted to kill these weasels with their own hands.

"Don't move!"

In the midst of the indignation, the old Taoist priest suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped everyone:

"And."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a rustling sound in the grass on all sides.

Song Changqing, who was sitting at the outermost part of the carriage, poked his head out to look - he saw that the grass was shaking, and under the red mist, a large number of yellow shadows passed through, dense like a swept tide, surrounded by ox carts from all directions.

"A lot of weasels!"

Even with Song Changqing's boldness, a person who was not afraid of ghosts and gods, at this time, after seeing weasels all over the mountains, he couldn't help but change color and shouted in shock.

When Daochang Song saw these besieging weasels, his face also changed rapidly, and without saying a word, he grabbed a handful of things from his pocket and threw them into the sky:

"God bestows divine might, sprinkle beans into soldiers!"

That handful of things spilled out, and after landing on the ground, it turned into an iron-armored soldier in an instant, touching more than a dozen people.

These people have brassy faces, wooden expressions, and stiff movements.

And the weasel pack that swept in the distance had rushed closer in a moment.

With a squeaky squeak, a large number of rats rushed into the car.

More than a dozen bronze armored men summoned by the Song Daoist clumsily punched and grabbed these weasels, and the old Taoist priest simultaneously used the talisman to attack with wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

All of a sudden, thunder and lightning roared and screams of 'squeak' were endless.

Several spirit runes pasted on the ox carriage took effect, turning into a layer of golden mang, firmly protecting the body of the car.

But weasel packs are endless, and their numbers are frighteningly numerous.

It was as if the weasel den in the entire mountain had poured out of its nest, all concentrated here.

Although the car was shielded, it was still attacked by a large number of weasels, and with a 'squeak' sound, the car shook violently and was dragged forward.

'Squeak squeak! ’

'Gurgle! ’

'Rustle! ’

The grass was separated, and the weasel pack was as if it had fallen into an evil spirit, fearless of death.