There is a huge Fuso tree in the cave, and those mountain ghosts hatched from the chrysalis on the tree.

We were shocked by the scene in front of us, and suddenly several mountain ghosts returned, and then the chrysalis on the trees fell one after another, and new mountain ghosts were being born.

It was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so we hurried away, but we did not want to go back to the corner, and Dr. Liang leaned out, only to find that there were a large number of mountain ghosts coming this way.

The terrain at this bend is narrow and not high, so there is no way to hide.

We had to go back to the cave where Fuso was located.

On the other side of the big tree, the ground was full of newborn mountain ghosts, and we didn't dare to approach at all, so Dr. Liang shone his flashlight on the rock wall of the cave, because the rock wall here is naturally formed, not the artificial kind of straight 90 degrees, some slopes, and said to us: "Now we can only climb to the rock wall first, wait for the mountain ghosts to walk in, we will come down again, and then turn out." ”

Everyone nodded.

Dr. Liang took out his bow and arrows, drew his bow, and shot them into the high rock wall.

We climbed up, grabbed the arrows, turned off the flashlights, and hid on them.

Soon, I saw a bright light coming from below, and I saw the mountain ghosts coming in with lanterns.

I thought that they would be like the mountain ghosts just now, walking straight to the depths of the cave opposite, but I didn't expect that these mountain ghosts, after coming in, actually stopped.

Then follow the lower edge of the cave and go to both sides.

There were many of them, and soon, under the rock wall, stood a row of mountain ghosts, holding lanterns, facing the big trees inside, looking at the newborn mountain ghosts who were still struggling on the ground.

It dawned on me that this was like a human ritual.

At this moment, the mountain ghosts, stretching far along the rock wall, may have stood in a circle, holding the lantern high in one hand, and then stretching out the other hand one after another, and the hand turned into a wedge.

Are they welcoming these newborns in such a form?

Suddenly, I heard a cry, like a child's cry, but it was not made by these mountain ghosts, and the voices of the mountain ghosts were all like the neighing of horses.

Could it be that the mountain ghosts brought human children as sacrifices to the newborn mountain ghosts?

Just as I was thinking, I looked up and saw a fiery red thing appear outside the branch of a tree high up.

The birds that seem to be burning are the birds that were awakened in the forest when the Gen organization was on the plank road, and I don't know what their names are, and the people of the Gen organization don't seem to know each other, so let's call them flamingos.

The child's cry just now came from the bird, and I saw it hovering above the tree, like a fire, as if looking for its prey.

And the mountain ghosts below, one of them, also suddenly let out a huge neighing sound of horses.

I saw that the end of the hammer in the hand of the mountain ghost was all transformed into bells.

I secretly screamed that these mountain ghosts were not holding any ceremony, but more like preparing for a battle.

Then, more children's cries were heard in the air, and in this cave, it seemed extremely strange, and countless flamingos, who did not know where to fly out, flew in flocks, flying around the Fuso wood.

Suddenly, a flamingo was the first to charge, flying into the branches, targeting the glowing chrysalis.

At this time, there were irregular, swaying branches around, as if sensing the presence of flamingos, and those soft branches, like whips, flung towards the flamingos that flew in.

The flamingo seems to know the power of the branches, and shuttles through the gaps to dodge, flies to the side of the chrysalis, and pecks hard at the top of the chrysalis.

The junction between the chrysalis and the trunk was quickly destroyed by the flamingo's beak, and the chrysalis, falling from the tree, fell to the ground with a snapping sound.

As if a war had begun, countless flamingos around the area all flapped their wings and flew into the branches, and the branches began to guard the chrysalis.

From time to time, flamingos were thrown by branches, injured and fell, struggling on the ground, and many more, they succeeded.

Countless chrysalis were forcibly pecked from the trunk of the tree by the flamingos, and some newborn mountain ghosts below were hit by things falling from above from time to time.

And under the surrounding rock walls, the row of mountain ghosts, looking at everything in front of them, was unmoved, as if waiting for a greater crisis to occur.

As there were fewer and fewer chrysalis above, the flamingo's flight area slowly decreased, and finally, it finally came to a low altitude and hovered there.

At this time, on the ground, countless chrysalis fell there, and the hatched mountain ghosts inside, some of which were still alive, were trying to crawl out of the chrysalis or had already crawled out. What's more, those pupae that have not developed and matured, after falling to the ground, all fall to pieces, and a puddle of corpse water splashes around.

At this time, the flamingos that had been very close to the ground finally launched an attack on the ground, and their targets were all those newborn mountain ghosts.

They swoop down.

At this time, under the rock wall, those mountain ghosts wearing cloaks suddenly shook their wedges in their hands, and the bells made a piercing sound.

This bell sound, I and the wolf king Liu Bo, I have encountered it in Langshan before, the sound is very penetrating, resonating with the eardrum, and the internal organs of the body are like turning over the river and the sea, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Xiaoxue, who was hugging me, also tried to cover her ears, and it seemed that this sound was as effective as ghosts.

But I knew it was futile to cover my ears, it was too loud.

The flamingos, too, feared the sound, swooped down, pecked at the newborn mountain ghosts below, and within a few seconds, flew up again, like birds catching fish.

The flamingos, with spikes on their beaks, pecked off the flesh of the newborn mountain ghosts, and the mountain ghosts hissed in pain.

Soon, the newborn mountain ghosts below, who were like lambs to be slaughtered, also grew up in the bell, and some of them were already able to stand up, and when the flamingo rushed down, they grabbed it and stuffed the bird into their mouths.

It's like purgatory, and it's more like a test of the newborn mountain ghosts.

Survival of the fittest, the law of nature, is just as useful here.

However, we who were hanging on the rock wall were tormented and agonized by the sound of bells in the hands of the mountain ghosts.

Several of us were blown blood from our eyes and noses.

And at the moment, the fight between mountain ghosts and flamingos does not know when it will end.

I leaned against the rock wall, with arrows on my feet, holding an arrow inserted into the rock wall with one hand, and holding Zhao Xiaoxue tightly with the other. At this point, my limbs were sore, and I didn't know how long I could last.

Now it's purgatory not only for the newborn mountain ghosts, but also for us.

Suddenly, I saw Dr. Liang open his mouth and say something to the person next to me, but at the moment there was the sound of bells all around, and I couldn't hear it clearly, only to see Dr. Liang turn to me and shout at me, "Let go." ”

She shouted a few times to others, and then she let go and fell.

We let go and fell off the rock wall, because we had been trying to breathe as little as possible, and the attention of the mountain ghosts had been on the flamingo's side, so we had not been spotted.

And now that we are falling, the huge movement, with the stones brought down from the rock wall, quickly attracted the attention of the mountain ghosts below.

They pointed the lantern behind them, and when they saw us falling, they attacked us with their hammers.

Daoist Rat and Daoist Mo hurriedly activated their aura, turned into a ball, and protected us, smashing on the aura, a crack.

Fortunately, most of the mountain ghosts still pay attention to the flamingos, and welcoming the newborn mountain ghosts is the most important thing for them.

We tried to go outside, but there were already mountain ghosts guessing our intentions and blocking the front.

Although there is the protection of the aura, the mountain ghosts can't hurt us for the time being, but the sound of the bell just now has damaged our internal organs, and our cultivation has been greatly reduced, and we forcibly move towards the exit, but the movement is slow, and there are more and more cracks in the aura.

Suddenly, the bell stopped.

I looked around, and the mountain ghosts had stopped shaking the bells and were converging on the trees to welcome the newborns.

The newborn mountain ghosts, many of whom have passed the test, stand under the big trees, and even if a flamingo rushes down, they are no longer afraid to dodge, but take the initiative to attack.

The flamingos above, sensing the change in the situation, had already begun to retreat and fly towards it.

Dr. Liang said, "It's not good, these mountain ghosts are going to deal with us later." We need to get out quickly. ”

But everyone understands the truth, but no one can break through the siege of the dozen or so mountain ghosts in front of them, and the Rat Royal Daoist, because of the forced operation of the aura, is more seriously injured, and it seems that he is almost unable to support it.

Suddenly, I heard that familiar nursery rhyme.

The little mouse, going up to the lampstand, stealing sesame oil, can't get down.

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