Mo Ya was originally not used to getting along with people, and in the Frost Cloud Hall of Yuxu Mountain, for 100,000 years, he was the only one who lived there. Now Nan Xiaofan is here, and it seems that she is a cheesy rich lady. But after the two got along, there was no special conflict, as if they could get along with each other peacefully, so they treated Nan Xiaofan as if she was a fixed thing in the Frost Cloud Palace, and there was no resistance to it.

Moya went to the outside of the mountain to run errands, and only Nan Xiaofan was left on the Yuxu Mountain to live alone on the Frost Cloud Palace.

"Oh, it's a little lonely to live alone in the mountains! Although the guy on the Ink Cliff is a little cold, at least there is one more person who is more lively!" Nan Xiaofan looked at the falling pear blossoms and said with emotion.

Nan Xiaofan wandered around Yuxu Mountain for a while and felt bored, so he returned to the front of his room, found a wooden stool, and sat down in a daze.

The pear blossoms are falling one by one, making people not feel that time is passing, but that time has stopped and will always stop at this beautiful moment.

Late at night, Nan Xiaofan was a little sleepy, so he closed the window and closed the door and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the singing of babbling songs came into the house where Nan Xiaofan lived.

Nan Xiaofan woke up from his sleep and felt as if he had clearly heard the babbling singing, which was not a hallucination.

"Strange, in the middle of the night, who's singing around here?" Nan Xiaofan felt strange and pricked up his ears to listen.

After listening carefully, Nan Xiaofan was sure that he heard someone singing nearby, and the voice was like a boy, as if he was babbling to learn a children's rhyme.

There is no permission from Moya here in Yuxu Mountain, and you can't come up casually at night, is there a ghost here? Nan Xiaofan wanted to come to Shaohua Mountain again, before he had never seen a ghost, and later, he learned to use a spell to open the eyes of the sky, and he really saw a ghost. Although she saw ghosts, she watched with everyone and didn't feel scary. However, at this time, when she heard such a midnight singing, she felt a little indescribably afraid.

When Nan Xiaofan heard such a song, he felt a little scary, thinking that this singing, couldn't it be a ghost singing? She also heard that the immortals on the ink cliff have descended the enchantment here, and ghosts can't come up, could it be that there are powerful ghosts coming here?

Although Nan Xiaofan felt scared, he recited a spell and opened his heavenly eyes, and looked out through the crack in the door, wanting to see if there was really a ghost fluttering outside.

Nan Xiaofan looked out seriously, but saw that there was nothing in the open space outside, there was silence, there was the chirping of small insects, and there were no ghosts. Although the singing can still be heard, it is very ethereal, like a child walking around, babbling and learning to sing......

"Oh my God, I can't see anything, but the song is still there, and I feel terrible when I hear it!"

Now Nan Xiaofan is alone here, the more she thinks about it, the more scared she becomes, she runs back to the bed, covers her head with the quilt, and covers her ears tightly.

Although Nan Xiaofan covered his ears tightly, the singing voice penetrated into his ears from time to time.

Nan Xiaofan didn't want to hear the song, but the song still stubbornly drilled into her ears, so that she couldn't listen to it.

"What to do? What to do? Is this a hallucination or, do I really hear ghosts singing? ”

Nan Xiaofan was afraid in her heart, and she silently counted the lambs in her heart: "One lamb, two lambs, three lambs, four lambs......"

Nan Xiaofan counted the lambs and hoped that the sky would be brighter soon.

Although Nan Xiaofan didn't like the cold Moya Shangxian in his heart, he felt how good he was at this time. After all, he had never heard such a strange babbling song when he was there.

"Ink Cliff Immortal, when will you come back, I hope you will come back soon!" Nan Xiaofan closed his eyes, Nan Xiaofan closed his eyes and muttered. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep unconsciously......

It was dawn, and the sound of birds chirping outside the window woke up Nan Xiaofan.

Nan Xiaofan sat up slowly, she still vaguely remembered the events of last night.

"Last night...... It seems to be ......" Nan Xiaofan thought about it, and suddenly remembered that last night, he heard a strange singing, and then in horror, he covered his head with a quilt and desperately counted the lambs...... It wasn't a dream, I really heard that strange babbling song last night...... Is there really something dirty in your neighborhood?

Thinking of this, Nan Xiaofan jumped up, pushed open the door, and saw that the sun was shining, and the beautiful pear blossoms were stained with dew, gently swaying on the branches...... She listened carefully, but there was no singing, and there was silence all around.

"It's strange, did I hallucinate last night? This is a blessed place for cultivating immortals, and I heard that no ghost can make trouble in this Shaohua Mountain! Nan Xiaofan thought so.

Because, the time for breakfast was approaching, so Nan Xiaofan hurriedly freshened up and jumped all the way down the mountain to have breakfast......

While eating breakfast, Nan Xiaofan asked the older disciples if Shaohua Mountain had ever been haunted.

"Haunted?"

"Yes, have you ever heard of a haunting?"

"I heard that in Shaohua Mountain, there was also a haunting, in the woods behind the latrine...... When a disciple passed by, he saw the hanged ghost ......"

"Sure enough, there is really a haunted thing in Shaohua Mountain...... Nan Xiaofan muttered.

"How do you inquire about this?"

Nan Xiaofan smiled awkwardly and said, "I live on Yuxu Mountain now, and I'm worried that there are ghosts there......"

"There can't be ghosts on Yuxu Mountain!"

Nan Xiaofan asked the disciple.

"Therefore, the immortals on the ink cliff have an enchantment on the Jade Void Mountain, and the ghosts can't go up!"

Nan Xiaofan listened to the disciple's words, and thought to himself that the people here all said that the immortals on the Moya had an enchantment on the Jade Void Mountain, but how could he hear a strange singing voice in the middle of the night?

"It's almost time for class, aren't you going yet?"

Nan Xiaofan nodded and went to Master Tang's class.

Nan Xiaofan wanted to talk about the strange singing voice last night while going to class, she thought what the hell was going on, what dirty things could go up to Yuxu Mountain? Who will be the one who comes up on Yuxu Mountain and sings without a trace?

"Lalala......" Nan Xiaofan hummed the song he heard last night while thinking about it.

Tang was lecturing, and suddenly heard Nan Xiaofan sitting still, humming softly in his mouth. When he was angry, he sprayed a stinky incense towards Nan Xiaofan.

Nan Xiaofan smelled the stinky fragrance and jumped up, shouting that it stinks.

The disciples of the preparatory class who were sitting on the side laughed and their stomachs hurt.

Tang chattered angrily interrupting the laughter of the disciples, and he said, "Okay, continue to talk about how to cultivate more internal strength......

The disciples of the preparatory class had to hold back their laughter when they heard Tang chatter like this.

Nan Xiaofan wiped his nose with a handkerchief, and had to sit and listen to Tang's lecture.