Chapter 83: The Evening Festival is not guaranteed
Lin Feng felt that his goosebumps were popping up, as the head of a yin and yang family, he had dealt with ghosts for so many years, and he thought he was immune, but he didn't expect that the evening would not be guaranteed, and he was frightened by his own eyes.
Meng Yao stared at the water in the big pit without speaking, she felt her soul trembling, and her soul was frantically longing for the soul spirit wood in the water.
Mingchen glanced at the mountain where only half of the sun could be seen, and dragged Meng Yao, who was stunned, to leave: "I can't stay any longer, this is not right." ”
But as soon as the words fell, half of the sun was left, and it fell in a blink of an eye, and the valley between the two mountains was originally low, coupled with the thick yin qi, the sun went down at this time, and it was dark almost instantly.
Mingchen's eyes were slightly cold, and he took Meng Yao into his arms and groped for a flashlight from the side pocket of his backpack.
"Ahhhh Lin Ling's scream suddenly sounded, Shenchen's eyes were cold, and the flashlight shone over there, only to find that Lin Ling was held in the arms of a middle-aged woman, and there was nothing wrong at all.
"Shut up!" Meng Yao came out of Shenchen's arms and whispered while rummaging through his flashlight.
Lin Ling's eyes were still full of tears, and he looked like a little white rabbit with a pitiful look, and he was frightened by Meng Yao's low shout.
Lin Miao took a step forward and wanted to stand up for her, but Lin Feng grabbed her arm.
Lin Feng glanced at Lin Ling with a not very good-looking expression: "We are a yin and yang family, and we have to deal with ghosts, but now it's just dark, you are scared like this, what should you do if you encounter evil ghosts and resentful spirits in the future?" ”
The pitiful look on Lin Ling's face instantly froze, his eyes lowered rapidly, and his hands clenched tightly.
But Lin Feng didn't seem to see it, and then taught her: "What's the use of just having talent? Our family doesn't need a delicate glass princess who can only cry. ”
Lin Ling stopped crying at all, wiped her tears, her expression was a little embarrassed, and her face turned red.
"Don't talk, listen!" Meng Yao's low cheer rang out again, her words diverted Lin Feng's attention and allowed Lin Ling to breathe, but she didn't have any gratitude, instead lowered her head and covered her eyes full of resentment.
There was an ethereal voice in the valley, like the cry of some monster.
Meng Yao finally pulled out the flashlight, and subconsciously shone it towards the water with the flashlight, but saw a person covered in blood standing on it.
Meng Yao ripped off his necklace and turned it into a soft sword, staring at the bloody man with a slightly cold look.
Shenchen grabbed her arm and shouted in a somewhat anxious voice: "Cat! What happened to you? ”
Meng Yao seemed to have come back from a dream, his expression was in a trance for a moment, and then he looked in the direction of the water, and the person covered in blood was gone.
Meng Yao's eyes became bottomless, and the hand holding the soft sword tightened: "What did I just do?" ”
Seeing that she finally 'sobered' up, Shenchen breathed a sigh of relief: "Just now you stood beside me and suddenly became serious, and then took out a soft sword and stared in the direction of the water, as if there was some 'person' over there, but in my opinion, there was obviously nothing over there." ”
Meng Yao opened her mouth with an expression of disbelief, she had just seen a 'person' covered in blood there.
Seeing her expression, Shenchen also realized that something was wrong, and stopped her behind him, his voice was slightly cold: "Is there something there?" ”
Meng Yao frowned, unsure of the answer for the first time.