According to my thoughts, this night owl must have wanted to lead me into the forbidden land of the back mountain, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

The night owl turned halfway up the mountain, and his cry became rapid and nervous, like an anxious person roaring loudly, no, this night owl must be calling something.

Rustling, suddenly there was a strange sound in the distance, like a snake advancing in the grass, but much louder than that, the sound was getting closer, closer and closer.

The mountain wind suddenly blew violently, the branches of the trees collided with each other and made a crackling sound, the leaves were swept up by the wind and swirled around me, and the cold temperature made the hairs stand up unconsciously.

The grass continued to rise and fall, like a huge wave surging towards me, behind the green waves, there was a black shadow slowly drifting over, the black shadow drooped its head, the whole body seemed to be covered by hair, the whole body was dressed in black clothes, it was difficult to distinguish between a human and a ghost in the night.

Although the black shadow could not be seen, a woman in a red dress could see clearly above the black shadow, she was standing on the back of the black shadow, with a pair of eyes with a hateful gaze, and a dark brown strangulation mark on her neck, she should be a hanged ghost.

Looking at the black shadow, I suddenly remembered the shadow I had just chased in the village, were the two black shadows the same person?

The one I saw in the village, I couldn't catch up with my speed, it was definitely not an ordinary person or it was not a person at all, it was probably the back-stepping ghost that my father said, and the black shadow I saw now should be the madman, and behind the madman was the back-stepping ghost, but I didn't expect this back-stepping ghost to be a hanged ghost.

The shadow was getting closer and closer, and the night owl laughed again, and I finally saw the appearance of the black shadow, which was a middle-aged man, but his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were dull and full of dead gray color, his lips were already chapped, and his flesh and bones looked like he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Although this middle-aged man looks like a ghost, I can clearly feel that this middle-aged man is not dead, he is still alive, and he should be the madman.

My impression of this madman was five years ago, I remember that day I left home to go to college, and on the way to the countryside, the madman suddenly came out of the woods on the side of the road, and I was startled at the time, but he may have found a lot of fruit to eat, and gave me more than half of it, I remember that the fruit was delicious, but I still don't know what the name of the fruit is.

Maybe it's because of this incident back then, I don't feel disgusted with this madman in my heart, and I don't feel scared to see him slowly walking in front of me.

The madman raised his head with difficulty, gritted his teeth as if he was carrying the heaviest burden, because the force was too great, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed, but he seemed to have no feeling at all, his eyes were staring at my face and he refused to move, and what was even more incredible was that his emotions seemed to be very excited, and even his lips trembled.

What's going on, this madman doesn't seem to be here to harm me.

Originally, I was ready to catch the madman, but now I am a little uncertain, this madman does not seem to have any ill will towards me, but looks at him as if he is still very familiar with me, looking at the madman's eyes trembling slightly, and his eyes are red, as if he is about to shed bloody tears.

"You... Be... Qin Ling? ”

The madman actually knows my name, although the madman is not stupid, but his brain is polluted by yin qi and there is not much difference between a fool, he almost doesn't know the people in the village, and he can only say: "Go down, you go down quickly, I can't move." ”

It is precisely because of this that the people in the village will conclude that the madman is carrying a back-stepping ghost on his back, and the appearance of the madman now also proves that guess is correct, and the back-stepping ghost is on his body at this moment, which is the red-clothed hanged ghost.

I didn't know the name of the madman, because no one in the village had ever called him by name, and I nodded with an expectant look in his eyes, "I'm Qin Ling." ”

"Quick... Leave..."

The madman's excited lips trembled, and he opened his mouth as if to speak, but at this time, the female ghost on his back suddenly opened her mouth and screamed, the sound was like the sharpest howl, if you put a glass on the ground at this time, it would definitely be shattered.

At the same time, the bloody eyes of the back-mounted ghost suddenly broke open, revealing a pile of dark green eyes, shining like two emeralds with a wonderful brilliance, and glanced at me, and the mouth opened to reveal two rows of tight fangs.

"This back-stomping ghost is also doing it to me." I immediately understood when I saw the appearance of the back-stepping ghost, what the madman wanted to say to me was probably to let me go quickly, but at this moment, the back-stepping ghost had already made a move, and it was too late for me to leave.

Woo-a-a-aa.

The night owl suddenly laughed at this moment, but his voice became more rapid, and the madman's body trembled even more, and the ghost's claws did not catch me, but the sound of a long roar through the golden cracked stone that shook the bark of the nearby trees exploded.

Boom.

The night owl standing in the treetop not far away suddenly fell from the tree, fell to the ground and splashed dark black blood, and there was a yellow paper talisman attached to its body, on which was painted I don't know what kind of spell, the night owl would definitely not survive now.

"Ghost on the back, your end has come, with your second master here, see how you still commit murder." A loud shout came, but it was a young man less than twenty who ran out, this guy looked very energetic, with short burr hair, holding a peachwood sword in one hand and a spirit talisman in the other, but unfortunately with a big glasses on his face ruined his handsome temperament.

At such a young age, he calls himself the second master, this guy is really shameless enough, the kid glanced at me, "You are not bad, you can not pee your pants before the arrival of the second master, and you are not ashamed of the Qin family." ”

"Boy, who are you, do you need to take care of my business?" I don't want to listen to this kid who is a second master, he is about the same age as me but calls himself the second master, and even my father has been pressed by a generation.

"The little hairy child dares to talk to your second master like this, it's really rude, it seems that he hasn't gone home in the past few years and even forgot his ancestors," the peachwood sword in the young man's hand was on his back, and he pinched it with his left hand and posed, and then said to me: "Since you ask you who I am, then it doesn't hurt for me to tell you, I am the first handsome and omnipotent ghost hunter Liu Baiwen in heaven and earth." ”