She sat among the flowers and cried, her white face and red eyes, which made people look really distressed.

The sheep-headed ghost almost lowered his head and stood aside, the whole person looked gloomy, I don't know what the expression was.

Xia Chongming lay on the ground and cried for a while before she was tired of crying, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sat up, pulled out a flower next to her, and began to tug the petals carefully.

Don't look at the flowers on the other side that grow in the netherworld, but they are not at all inferior to the flowers of the yang world, seven small flowers on one flower are huddled together, the fiery red petals are curled outward, and the stamens erected high one by one are like feathers.

When the sheep-headed ghost saw that she was tired, he came up and said, "Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden, let's get up and walk, for the dirt on the ground will stain your clothes." ”

Xia Chongming turned the flowers in his hand to the side, patted his buttocks and stood up, and said in a flat tone: "Let's go." ”

This sea of fiery flowers seems to be very infectious, although the flowers are as red as fire, but she does not feel a trace of happiness in this sea of flowers, but endless sadness, which makes her feel the urge to escape from here.

"Where are we going?" Xia Chongming asked after the sheep-headed ghost.

"Would you like to go and see this dense forest?" suggested the sheep-headed ghost.

Xia Chongming raised his head and looked at the dense forest in front of him. The trees in this dense forest are all charred black, and the tall trees are hidden, and the netherworld is already dim and does not see the light of day, so that the jungle is even darker.

To be honest, Xia Chongming didn't want to go, this dense forest continued with the mountain peaks behind, and it looked black and oppressive, which made people feel ominous.

What's more, standing in front of this dense forest, a unique sense of familiarity suddenly sprouted in her mind. It made her feel like she had been here before, but she couldn't remember when she was there or what she was doing there.

She stood there thinking, hesitant to move forward. When she looked up again, the sheep-headed ghost was slowly walking towards the dark jungle.

She hurriedly followed, although she didn't want to go to this dark jungle, but if she lost this sheep-headed ghost, who would take her through the turbulent Lechuan River?

Xia Chongming hurriedly put on the shoes on the ground before he came, and trotted all the way barefoot to follow. As she ran, she shouted, "Hey! Wait for me! ”

But as if he hadn't heard her shout, the ghost went straight into the dense forest. Xia Chongming had no choice but to rush in.

As soon as she entered, she regretted it. This dense forest was really as she imagined, it was pitch black, she wanted to look forward, it was a vast black, and when she looked back, it was also blank.

Where can I still find the shadow of the sheep-headed ghost, she can't even tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest here.

Xia Chongming shouted that it was not good, and she hurriedly concentrated on meditation, wanting to open her ice and fire pupils. In a few moments, her left eye flashed red and blue.

But things were not as simple as she thought, her left eye, which could only see through everything, and what she considered to be the "light in the dark", did not play its role at all this time.

She looked around, it was still pitch black, as if she had been swallowed up by the dense forest, without the slightest sense of direction.

Even if she wanted to go out now, she couldn't get out, and there was no sheep-headed ghost around.

Maybe he'll find out he's missing and come looking for her? Xia Chongming looked forward to it in his heart.

She didn't dare to walk casually, for fear that if she had gone far away, she would completely lose her way and distance herself from the sheep-headed ghost. So she sat down and clasped her knees, thinking that perhaps the sheep-headed ghost had noticed that she had not followed, and had come back to look for her.

She stared around with a pair of big watery eyes, hoping for some new discoveries, but after looking around, it was still dark.

There seemed to be no living creatures in this dense forest, and it was surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional birdsong in the distance.

The bird's call was very strange, it sounded like the cry of a crow in the Yang Realm, but it seemed to be whispering in the middle of the rope, as if someone was talking in a low voice.

Xia Chongming only felt creepy when he heard the bird's call, and slowly the whispering voice gradually approached her ear. She finally heard what the voice was saying.

The voice was very mixed, as if it was a mixture of the voices of many different people, including male voices, female voices, old people's voices, and children's voices.

"Ominous bird, ominous and ominous!" One of the voices said.

"Damn Ominous! Kill our gods! ”

"Hit her, hit her! Get back to your netherworld! ”

"Don't think you can play the same tune with the Tenjin-sama's flute!"

"Ominous! Inauspicious! Inauspicious! ”

Slowly, the voices said in unison, and the low birdsong was mixed with the angry scolding of the crowd, approaching Xia Chongming step by step.

Xia Chongming, who heard this voice, didn't know why, what heavenly god, what ominous bird? She didn't know anything about the gods and birds mentioned in these words, but she didn't know why, and the more she listened, the more angry she became, and the more she listened, the more angry she became.

An unknown anger ignited in her heart, although she is not the best, she is not bad, right? How can a good look, a bright mind, be said to be ominous?

The more Xia Chongming listened, the more annoyed she became, she stood up suddenly, and shouted into the endless darkness: "Don't say it!" Sick of it! “

The voice stopped abruptly, and behind her, a pair of large, blood-colored eyes opened, staring at her with their thin pupils.

Xia Chongming only felt that the wind was whirring behind her, and a low crow chirped in her ears. She turned her head slowly and saw a big black bird staring at her behind her!

Xia Chongming was bitter in his heart, isn't this a huge version of the crow? But the crow in front of her was obviously much more ferocious than the ones she had ever seen.

The crow stood on the ground like a small mountain, staring at Xia Chongming. It was covered in shiny black feathers, and each one looked like a sharp knife.

A pair of huge wings fluttered, and the feathers on those wings were black and red, red and black, as if they were stained with blood. A sharp beak hooked downward, and the tip of the beak was red, like that of a carnivorous eagle.

Those blood-red eyes were full of murderous aura, and they couldn't wait to devour Xia Chongming alive!

Xia Chongming stood up with sweat and hair all over her body, she didn't think about it, she screamed, thinking about running in the vast darkness. If she doesn't run, I'm afraid it will be the giant crow's meal!

She spread her legs and ran forward as hard as she could. The crow behind her was also in hot pursuit, hovering behind her, making a burst of cries.

Xia Chongming called out to the ghost while running, and now she no longer had the slightest sense of direction, only feeling that the flat ground under her feet suddenly became an upward slope while running.

The crow behind her wouldn't give her time to think about where she should run, and Xia Chongming's speed slowed down slightly due to the road ahead suddenly becoming rough.

The crow behind him seized this opportunity and slammed it forward with his sharp beak, tearing off a corner of her clothes in an instant.

Xia Chongming hurriedly accelerated forward, for fear that he would be bitten by the giant crow behind him in the next second!