Fire does make many insects and even many animals afraid, will make them stop and dare not move forward, but this does not include moths, since ancient times people like to moths to fire not afraid of life and death spirit to describe moths, it can be seen that moths will drill where there is fire.

In a hurry, Zhang Yi had an idea, and he threw the torches off the cliff at once, and then the moths flew to the cliff with the fire, winning a little respite.

However, the respite will not be too long, because the single coat on the torch will soon be gone, and Zhang Yi and the others must immediately find a place to hide in order to escape.

"Rush, right, right......."

Lao Dao, who was in a coma on his back, suddenly spoke, Zhang Yi turned his head and found that Lao Dao on his back was still unconscious, but his mouth slowly opened and closed, and from time to time some muffled sounds came out of the gap between his mouth.

Zhang Yi immediately put his ear to Lao Dao's mouth and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"Right, right...... It's infinite...... Fantasy"

"Infinite fantasy, what is infinite fantasy?" Zhang Yi immediately asked, but no matter how much Zhang Yi asked Lao Dao, he never answered, he glanced at Lao Dao and found that he had entered severe fainting again.

Zhang Yi looked to the right and found that the right side was exactly the same as the front side on the left, both of which were thousands of cliffs, the kind that could not see the bottom at a glance, and the desolate moonlight shone on the stone walls on the cliff and gave a bleak light.

Suddenly, the buzzing sound sounded again, Zhang Yi turned his head and found that a large dark cloud flew towards Zhang Yi, watching them make a huge roar like an airplane engine, Zhang Yi's head was hot, and he ran towards the cliff on the right without hesitation with his back on his back, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he raised his feet and jumped and flew down the cliff.

There was a whirring wind in his ears, and his vision was blurred, and then he only heard a crisp sound, Zhang Yi and Lao Dao fell into a pond, and now it was late autumn, the pond water was very cold, Zhang Yi and Lao Dao fell into the water and tossed and climbed onto the shore.

After the stimulation of this cold water, Lao Dao woke up again, but the wound on his neck began to bleed again, but fortunately, the blood was not as big as before.

Lao Dao's body was a little weak, he leaned on Zhang Yi's body by the hazy moonlight, looked around, pointed to a somewhat familiar grass under a tree, and said: "That's mugwort leaves, it has the effect of stopping bleeding, you pick him and put it in your mouth to bite it and put it in my wound to stop the bleeding, it doesn't matter if I die, I can't make osmanthus sad." ”

Zhang Yi glanced at Lao Dao, he leaned Lao Dao against a tree, and then pressed his hand on his neck to reduce the flow of blood before walking towards the big tree with confidence.

Ai Ye really has the effect of stopping bleeding, and the blood did not flow out after a short time on Lao Dao's neck, Zhang Yi looked at the moon in the sky and said to Lao Dao: "It's almost dawn, we must return to the body before dawn, but not only has we not completed the task now, but we have also met Zheng Hong who has become a moth woman, what should we do?" ”

Looking at Zhang Yi's confused look, Lao Dao was also very helpless, he originally planned to stop the yin marriage, but he didn't expect it to lead to these unexpected things, but Lao Dao seemed to think of something, he suddenly raised his head and asked: "How do you know that Li Zheng and that moth woman, no, the witch is in a gang." ”

"Intuition and some scattered memories in this body, you are soul possessed without the memory of this body, I am just a simulation, his soul still has some residual consciousness I can feel, in fact, the people in this village know more or less about it, but they hide these real phenomena in their own hearts as if they don't know why?"

Lao Dao shook his head and said helplessly: "It's not that they don't want to tell the truth, it's that they don't have that strength, and on the other hand, the witch is helping to control their thoughts, creating the illusion of a paradise." ”

After saying this, the two of them sat in the bushes in the dark night and suddenly had no words, the scene suddenly became silent, and suddenly Zhang Yi tilted his head and listened carefully and said to Lao Dao: "Hey, Lao Dao, did you hear any sound?" ”

Lao Dao also tilted his head and listened for a long time and said: "It seems to be the sound of gongs and drums, and Sanqingling, yes, it is Sanqingling, it seems that this sound should come from the ancient family fort, and they began to do something to this pair of yin marriages." ”

"No, we still act according to the original plan, Zheng Hong will be fine here for the time being, but that terrible ghost is about to become a real terrible ghost, and all our plans to come here will fail at that time, let's go to Gujiabao first."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he immediately spread his legs and ran, but after running for dozens of steps, he found that Lao Dao had not caught up, he looked back and found that Lao Dao was kneeling on the edge of the pond looking at a corner of the pond and muttering to himself, and at the same time, there was a muffled cry over there.

"Lao Dao, what are you doing, go quickly, it's too late if you don't leave, look at the time, it should be almost dawn."

Lao Dao still didn't move, and there was still an intermittent crying sound coming over, listening to the sound like a child, Zhang Yi had to stop running back, just arrived at the edge of the pond and couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw a little girl in red sitting in the water in the corner of the pond, she was crying with her hands on her knees, it was very obvious that this was not a person, it was a ghost.

Lao Dao and Zhang Yi were taken aback by this sudden scene, but he immediately calmed down again, after all, it was not the first time they had seen a lonely ghost.

Zhang Yi turned around and was about to go over to see the situation of the little girl's ghost, but then he was stopped by Lao Dao, he grabbed Zhang Yi's hand and frowned and said: "Xiao Zhang, now we are all self-protecting, don't worry about this idle matter, seeing that the sky is about to dawn, if we turn back, if the moth woman chases us, we will all have to stop cooking." ”

Zhang Yi had to stop, what the old Taoist said was not unreasonable, look at the sky, estimate the time, it should be around four o'clock in the morning now, even if the sky is bright later in autumn and winter, then there will be more than three hours left at most.

"Go"

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he immediately turned his head and left, the pond was very large, along the embankment of the pond Zhang Yi and the old road walked quickly in the direction of Gujiabao, and the cry behind was getting smaller and smaller, until it disappeared.

The two of them were silent one after the other, and suddenly Lao Dao stopped, he stretched out his hand and stroked his face, raised his head and looked at the moonlit and starry sky, and said with some surprise: "It's not raining, why is there water in my hair constantly falling." ”

Zhang Yi didn't care, he still strode forward, Lao Dao muttered while touching his cheeks, and suddenly he touched a strand of wet long hair, these long hair drooped on his neck, Lao Dao looked at it, and didn't feel trembling, although he didn't know much about the body he possessed, but he still knew that this body was covered with gray white hair, and these white hairs on the neck were black and shiny.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm fucking controlled by this stinky girl." Lao Dao shouted, Zhang Yi suddenly stopped and turned around to find that the crying little girl just now was already sitting on Lao Dao's shoulder, she drooped her head, a pair of hands as white as snow gently stroked Lao Dao's hair, and her own wet hair was wrapped around Lao Dao's neck, which looked particularly like a black scarf.

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as an order" Lao Dao stomped his feet, pinched his hands and pointed at his head suddenly, but found that the little ghost did not cause screaming pain on Lao Dao's exorcism fingers, and then Lao Dao remembered that he was now just an honest Song Dynasty peasant, he had no spells, only a pair of big hands that looked a little rough and powerful.

So the very calm old man panicked all of a sudden, he grabbed the ghost with both hands and wanted to fall down, but no matter how he grabbed or scratched, he couldn't use his strength, and he grabbed the air again and again, and his hand directly penetrated the little ghost's body.

"Xiao Zhang, help me, help me take this stinky girl down."

Zhang Yi immediately took a step forward and said with a smile: "Little girl, this game is not fun, since you have been following me, there must be something that we need to help with, you say, as long as we can help, we must help, and if we can't help, we can't help." ”

"I'm looking for my mother, I'm looking for my mother" The little ghost sat quietly on Lao Dao's shoulder, she didn't raise her head, but just uttered resentful words from her mouth.

Lao Dao raised his head and sighed and said: "Oh, my little ancestor, I'm afraid you have forgotten that you have become a little ghost, if your mother is still alive, she is a human, you are a ghost, then you are separated from yin and yang, it is useless to look for it, you are still ........" ”

Before Lao Dao finished speaking, his throat suddenly tightened, and the black hair of the little ghost was like a pair of hands tightly pinching Lao Dao's neck on Lao Dao's neck, Lao Dao rolled his eyes when he was pinched, and his tongue almost stretched out.

Zhang Yi immediately stepped forward to stop: "Everything is easy to say, as a child, you have to be sensible, you can't use violence at every turn, hurry up and let go of this grandfather." ”

The little ghost didn't speak, but he still loosened the hair wrapped around Lao Dao's neck, Lao Dao coughed non-stop, he raised his head and wanted to complain about this little ghost, but he was afraid that she would pinch his neck again, so he had to close his mouth immediately.

"I'm looking for my mother, I'm going to find my mother........"

The little ghost kept repeating this sentence, as if she could only say this sentence, Lao Dao clenched his fists, and thought in his heart, if I hadn't possessed me, I would definitely pinch you to death at once, and let you know how sinister the rivers and lakes are.

"Tell me, who is your mother, what is her name, and don't you say how we can help you find your mother?"

The little ghost didn't speak again, but slowly raised his head and looked at the other side of the mountain, and for a long time two more words came out of his mouth: "Moth!" ”