Chapter 66: Substitute for the Dead Ghost
"Damn, what the hell is that?" Zhang Dali scolded.
The floating corpse seemed to have sharpened its head and deliberately destroyed this lotus holy realm, and soon, the entire lotus pond with lotus flowers blooming, lotus flowers one by one, all turned from white to pink!
"Everyone hold on to the stone wall, turn around and face the wall, listen to the old man's orders, and don't turn around when you hear any sound!" Daoying monk said.
We all face the wall and do not move, like geckos, looking for a relatively stable balance support point, and the atmosphere does not dare to take a breath.
I'm just curious, whose is that floating corpse?
Monk Daoying didn't know what he was doing, why was there silence all around, and there was no sound?
From my angle, out of the corner of my eye, I could easily see the movements of several other people.
Uncle Kong didn't know why, and suddenly cried bitterly: while Yan San was angry and kept scratching the stone wall; Dali Ze was happily muttering something, as if he was calling Xiaoyu's name? it! Zhang Dali actually has a crush on Xiaoyu? No way? It's incredible...... Wait, they all seem to have fallen into the devil!
No wonder the monk Daoying said that no matter what you hear, don't look back, it seems that it must be these lotus flowers that are causing trouble, so that everyone's inner things are unconsciously exposed!
Uncle Kong must be thinking about his aunt and his children, Yan San must be angry about the matter of his grandfather and second grandfather, vigorously, it couldn't be more obvious!
By the way, what about Wu Qian? Now she is not in my peripheral vision.
But I can't look around, in case I see something I shouldn't see or hear something I shouldn't hear, I'm in trouble!
It's strange, why can't I hear anything?
Wait, how did I forget her? Li Yue'e is still on the ship!
It seems that all of these lotus flowers are hosts of unjust souls! In Muzi Village before, there was a ghost poke to raise the soul, and it can control a lonely ghost like Li Yue'e to commit murder, this soul flower and ghost poke should be the same, if they appear Li Yue'e, I'm afraid that the people living in the mountains will not be at peace again! No, I've got to get her!
Just as I was about to withdraw and move back, at this time, Zhang Dali was about to look back! I don't know what he's heard!
"Vigorously! Don't look back! "Uncle Kong didn't know when he came to his senses!" Celebrate the New Year, hurry up and hold him! ”
I hurriedly did it, but this big man of more than 9 meters, how can I hold it?
A strong slap on the wrist came to me, and the soles of our feet slipped, and our center of gravity was unstable and fell backwards!
I thought that this was a certain death, but just when my scalp was numb, a big hand behind me suddenly pushed me, and I and Dali lay on the cliff again!
Now Zhang Dali suddenly woke up!
Yan San also woke up at some point, and he said beside him: "Emma, you two scared me to death!" Well, what the hell is going on? Why did I seem to hear my second grandfather's voice just now? He asked me to avenge him? It wasn't until he told me to look back that I felt something was wrong, and then you two were pressed together, are you two okay? ”
"It's okay, it's okay." I couldn't help but suck the cold sweat from the corners of my eyebrows and eyes on my shoulder.
"I seem to have hallucinated just now!" Vigorously and briefly. But he didn't say what kind of illusion he was, this guy, hehe.
Uncle Kong analyzed: "It seems that these things in the back are not shallow!" It would have been hundreds of years to create such realistic auditory hallucinations and captivating minds! He said worriedly: "Dali, you are lucky, someone may have died for you!" ”
"What?" A few of us were surprised.
"We must have been stalked!" In the end, Uncle Kong asserted.
But we were all confused, and his thinking was so jumpy that I couldn't understand it at all.
(End of chapter)
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