I looked horrified, and my hands could barely hold back.

"Bang...".

The dagger in his hand inadvertently detached from his palm and landed on the ground covered with bluestone bricks, making a crisp sound.

The female ghost in front of me seemed to see through the fear in my heart.

Still unrelenting, he walked towards me as if he were intensifying, and every time he struck my heart, his slow footsteps trembled.

"Don't come, don't come."

My eyes widened as if I had seen the most feared thing in the world.

The feet kept backing back, and the hands were waving in turns, and even the legs and stomachs were spinning.

"Come over again, no one in TM wants to live."

I was so excited that I couldn't speak incoherently, and the veins on my forehead flared up, and I didn't want to get away from this place as soon as possible, even if it was for a minute.

"Gurgle... Giggles. ”

The eerie laughter echoed on the empty stone platform, like a stone thrown into the water, rippling in the darkness.

I even forgot that this guy in front of me was not a "person" at all, but a ghost that had been echoing here for decades.

How could the "unjust soul" be afraid of death, let alone be frightened by my cruel words.

But at this point, I'm like a guinea pig about to collapse my psychological defenses, lonely in a cage waiting to be tested.

The feeling of wanting to flee here is more frightening than the imminent death.

"Don't come, don't come..."

I clasped my head in my hands, sweat running down my forehead and staining large swaths of my shirt.

The footsteps involuntarily retreated a little bit.

"Bang."

A slight collision sound woke me up instantly, only to feel that my heel had suddenly hit something.

Suddenly, there were thousands of thoughts in my head, and a cold and piercing chill ran down my back and throughout my body.

"It's broken."

I subconsciously whispered, but it was too late at the moment.

The focus point under my feet made me lose my balance, and my body, which was almost more than 100 pounds, fell backwards in an instant.

It doesn't matter, it's even worse.

Behind me was the mysterious priest who scared me to death several times.

He was sitting upright on a stone bench, his brass mask shimmering with strange patterns, glowing with strange demons in the dim light.

"Poof."

With an almost distorted expression, I fell into his arms, thinking to myself, "I'm afraid I'm going to finish the game this time."

In my impression, it is almost a taboo existence for him.

You can't touch it, and you can't touch it.

But now that I'm sitting on top of him, how can I still live?

But in the next second, when the back of the head touched the cold and piercing mask, the whole suspended heart gradually quieted down.

Now that it's happened, let's figure out how to deal with it.

I turned abruptly and almost rolled in his arms, looking at the empty darkness in my eye sockets, and suddenly with a hint of loneliness and curiosity in my heart.

"Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, why don't you look at his true face before he dies, and when he arrives in the Huangquan realm, he can be regarded as having an explanation to his brothers."

I smiled bitterly, but completely forgot about the great crisis behind me.

His hands trembled and he stretched out, and two red runes fell from the head of the mysterious priest.

In my nose, I already smelled the smell of death, and it was getting closer and closer to me.

"Ahh

I jerked violently, and instantly lifted the brass mask from his face.

Immediately froze in place, only to feel that the scalp was numb as if it had exploded.

In the dim light, the mysterious man who once scared me several times to the point of collapse was like a deflated ball.

The sleeves were empty, and the crisp sound of bamboo cracking inside was reflected in my ears, and I could no longer support the heavy and strange sacrificial robe outside.

I looked at the shattered bamboo ballasts and the paper figures crushed into a ball, and suddenly I was confused.

"TM, how can this be a paper man."

The terrifying female ghost behind me was walking step by step, reaching out her slender hand and pointing at me for my life.

I saw her waving a white robe, but under her pale palms were bone-like arms, without any flesh and blood.

"Gurgle... Cluck. ”

She seemed to be angry, and a hideous, terrifying roar rang in my ears.

At this moment, there was silence all around, only the eerie ghost cries wabbling and waving in the darkness.

The sharp palms, the strange paper face on the neck, and the red face are painted with cinnabar marks.

My heart was completely calmed at this moment, as if I was already in the "hell of the nose".

My dead comrades scrambled around me and asked why I didn't take them home.

The path was chosen by myself, it was already too late.

Just as I closed my eyes and waited for my soul to drift to prison, another crisp sound of bamboo breaking came to my ears.

I opened my eyes in confusion, only to find that the "paper ghost" that I was afraid of was frozen in place.

The terrifying bone arm broke into two knots in the wind at this moment, revealing the white bamboo stubble.

Just when I was a little dazed, I heard the female ghost in the dark in front of me, and subconsciously muttered to myself.

"Damn, it's exposed."

Then he turned and ran in the direction of the abyss.

I froze in place, my ears still echoing the low male voice just now, and it took a long time for me to suddenly react.

"TM, dare to fool me!"

I roared and flew out with a single lunge.

The howling cold wind blew on the female ghost who fled in embarrassment in front of her, instantly lifting her long hair.

This time I really saw it in the back, this guy was clearly a living man, although not too tall and a little rickety, but very flexible.

I stared at his back, and a nameless anger erupted in my heart.

Thinking that no wonder I would always encounter ghosts, it turned out that all this was pretended by "people", and then subconsciously picked up the dagger on the ground and threw it out.

A sharp blade, slashing across his forehead, took away a wig, and fluttered through the air.

I was so angry that my speed increased by more than one notch, and I was almost running as hard as I could.

Finally, at the last second, I grabbed his ankle tightly, and he was about to take off when he fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, blood mixed with snot flowed all over his face.

"Big brother, I'm wrong, don't kill me, don't kill me."

I rode on top of him and turned his head around, but I saw a face with "thief eyebrows and rat eyes", which was clearly an old man.

Where are there any female ghosts?

My heart was blazing with rage, and I couldn't care much more at this moment, so I immediately reached out and punched him viciously twice.

"The eldest brother spares his life, and the younger brother is also a first-time offender."

"I heard others say that there is a treasure buried here, and this is the first time that the younger brother has gone to the tomb, but I didn't expect to meet the eldest brother, you."

He kept muttering words, and I was afraid that I would kill him if I hit him harder, so I grabbed him by the collar.

The clenched fist in his hand involuntarily gradually lowered.

"TM, if you dare to pretend to be a ghost to scare Lao Tzu, you have to be killed."

I scolded a cruel word, but when I saw the man in front of me, his expression suddenly frightened, as if he remembered something terrible.

"Big brother, I'm not pretending to be a ghost."

"It's here... There are really ghosts here, and they are scared to death. ”