Chapter Ninety-Four: The Ghost Mist

"As a cemetery, that's an exaggeration!"

Standing in front of a hill in the middle of the night, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently, and his heart kept drumming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Where is this tomb? It's clearly a mountain of graves, okay?

The surrounding weeds cover the path to the tomb, and the tombs of various styles hang on the treetops, flying in all directions with the cold night breeze.

The already thick yin tomb mountain, under the background of the night, exposes the cold here. With the faint light coming from the distance, Midnight could vaguely see the monstrous giant trees scattered randomly, stretching their claws into the depths of darkness.

Now, even if a thousand are reluctant, they can only go forward. As a successful person said, if there are conditions, if there are no conditions, create conditions to go on!

After taking a deep breath, Midnight summoned the gray long sword, slashed out the day's path, and slowly walked forward, because the weeds were too lush, even if there was a sword to open the way, it was extremely difficult to move forward.

After a while, midnight stopped and looked around vigilantly, and before I knew it, it had been wrapped in layers of faint mist.

In the dark night, this layer of fog is even more eerie, and the gloomy forest, which is already not very visible, can now see even less.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew over Midnight's shoulder, raising his long hair, and then, he felt a cold enter his body from behind, like a needle prick, deep into the bone marrow.

"Ahh

Midnight sneezed, and then his teeth trembled, "It's so cold!" ā€

Then he turned his head, and in the depths of the fog, there seemed to be a rickety figure walking and sighing, as if in the distance and in front of the water.

Midnight glanced at it, held back some doubts in his heart, his eyes turned into bloody pupils, and his body stopped trembling before slowly moving into the depths of the mist.

Staring at the dark shadow, Midnight felt that he had walked for a long time but still did not approach the blurred figure, and gradually, he understood.

"Humph! The cemetery is the cemetery, and after only a while, I met a ghost, and it seems that this is the legendary ghost hitting the wall! ā€

Midnight stopped, looking at the blurred figure, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"No, it's not a ghost hitting a wall, it's just an ordinary ghost fog."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded behind Midnight, faintly as if it came from under the Nine Springs.

"Who is it?"

Midnight's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly jumped away, looking back, there was no one in him, let alone a ghost.

"Who is it? Come out? ā€

Midnight looked around again, and even the rickety figure just now disappeared, and for a while, the atmosphere in the forest became even more eerie.

"Hehe, you can't see ghosts when you hit the wall, but now you can see ghosts, so what you encounter is not a ghost hitting the wall!"

"Who? Come out? ā€

Just as the nerves were tense in the middle of the night, the hoarse voice rang out again, followed by the shrill laughter that surrounded the woods.

I don't know what method the ghost used, the sounds I heard in the middle of the night came from all directions, and I wanted to determine the location of the old ghost through the sound, but I couldn't. At least in Midnight's heart, this must be an old ghost.

"Haha......"

When I looked up in the middle of the night, I could only see the forest distribution like a wellhead, and I couldn't see the sky.

"Who the hell are you? Get out of here, or I'll rip off your bullshit graveyard! ā€

Listening to the strange laughter, a trace of violence gradually wrapped around Midnight's face, like a pattern around his eyelids.

"Young man, why are you making such a big fire, am I not right in front of you?"

After listening to it in the middle of the night, his blood-red eyes stared ahead, and sure enough, in the depths where the fog gradually dissipated, a rickety figure emerged.

The standard image of an old man, with a white beard, wearing a pair of reading glasses, the top of his head is as bald as a light bulb, and not only that, he actually has a cane in his hand. If you look closely, there is still a dragon head carved on the cane, to be precise, it is not a dragon, because it has no horns, it can only be regarded as a snake, a beetle snake that has not turned into a dragon.

"Old man, is that you? The ghost who has been laughing all the time! ā€

Midnight stared coldly at the old man who appeared in front of him, and there was no trace of kindness between his words. There is certainly nothing good about appearing in such a place, and it is also secretive!

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"Young man, your murderous intent is too heavy, and being in such a place with extremely heavy yin qi and carrying a solemn murderous aura is not a good thing for you!"

The old man pushed his glasses and said slowly.

"Tell me, old man, where is the road?"

"Road? The road is at your feet, it just depends on how you get there. The old man stroked his gray beard and replied with a smile.

"Old man, I'm not here to laugh, and besides, I don't like to play pantomime!"

In the middle of the night, he suddenly said a word, and his figure stepped out suddenly, clasped the long sword in his hand with one hand, and swung it fiercely at the white-bearded old man.

The long sword swung over, and the sword light flickered!

Midnight's figure arrived behind the old man, and the sword light slashed through the old man, leaving a trace. Immediately afterwards, the old man's body split horizontally from the middle of his waist and abdomen, and the upper half slowly slipped to the ground, while the remaining half of his body also fell to the ground.

The old man's smile was stiff, and his eyes bulged out like fish's eyes, but no blood flowed out of the incision in his waist and abdomen.

"Humph! Old bones, always so troublesome, wasting my time! ā€

Midnight stood up and said coldly, behind him, the old man's smile actually moved again, gradually turning into a strange smile, and then his body slowly faded, and then disappeared.

"Haha, I didn't expect that this old man of mine would be annoying when he was alive, and he would be disgusted even when he died! Ha ha!! ā€

Just as midnight was about to leave, the old man's terrible smirk resounded again in the woods, and it lasted for a long time.

"Your life is really hard enough!"

"Hey, old man, I want to go, but where do I go? When he was alive, he was driven out of the house by his own son and died in the wilderness; After his death, his body rotted among the dirt, but his soul did not know where to go, so he could only be reduced to a lonely ghost and wander around! As soon as the words fell, the figure of the old man reappeared in front of Midnight.

"Haha, tell me, where else can I go? I'm dead, I'm already a ghost, where else can I go? The old man said with tears in his eyes, and then suddenly laughed: "Otherwise, you can send me away!" Send me away!! ā€

After a roar, the old man's beard suddenly turned green, and the green whiskers that glowed faintly in the dark night showed his strange and terrifying all the time.

"You...... I'm not going to send you away......"