Although the scenery and buildings in the ghost mansion have all been disrupted under the influence of the phantom array, after all, Danshen, as the head, can know the location of the phantom array with a little deduction, and immediately ordered Long Hushan and the others to move forward, while he himself only took my father and ran straight to the lotus pond. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, it's not that they didn't want to take me, but we were really going too fast, and I really couldn't catch up with a big fat monk on my back.

In the end, I couldn't even see my father's massive back, and could only judge the direction by the huge footprints he left behind him, barely tracking them.

"That Jian Xing......" The fat monk was obviously a little uncomfortable after being carried on my back for a long time, he patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "Jian Xing, can you walk a little slower...... Monk: I have...... Some of them are uncomfortable......"

"Great monk, can you bear with it a little? It's not very safe here. I listened to his request and immediately slowed down and tried to stop, but I clearly saw the fresh dead bodies on the side of the road, and heard the sound of rustling on both sides of the road, so I immediately dismissed this idea.

"The corpses of these Blood Law Sects have just been left behind, and there are only a few of us walking in this direction, which is really dangerous, so-"

I was intently explaining the reason to the powerful monk on my back, when I saw a canine-like monster covered with spikes roaring and suddenly coming out of the side of the road, the thing with red eyes and a piercing scream from its mouth, and opened its mouth to bite me.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground, I was afraid that there was more than one monster here, so I didn't intend to stay and entangle with it, so I immediately accelerated and left that thing far behind.

But I don't care about this acceleration, but the fat man on my body can't bear it, and he vomits directly with a pop.

Then I felt a damp heat on the back of my neck, followed by a sour smell.

Because there were still pursuers behind me, he didn't dare to stop immediately when he vomited like this, so he could only endure and run forward, and the yellow vomit stained on my head was also thrown all the way with the bumps of my body.

"Vomit...... "The most hateful thing is that the powerful monk didn't even tilt his head to the ground, only vomited on the top of my head, and the amount of vomiting was huge like a waterfall one after another.......

"Vomit...... Right...... Don't apologize, vomit ......" The monk couldn't control his vomiting, and his fingers made me feel like I was in a mess, and finally vomited Later, he was also a little more comfortable, and he wiped me with his sleeve apologetically, and it turned out that he probably saw the plum vegetable bun that he ate this morning, and he felt nauseous again and then vomited here.

"I'm sorry you ghost! You've got enough! Monk! When I felt that the distance between me and the chasing thing was wide enough, I finally had a seizure, and directly threw the powerful monk to the ground and scolded, "Great monk, you are really timely!" Can't you avoid a little when you throw up? This makes me ......."

The monk rolled to the ground with a pale face, and at this time he was also covered with nausea and vomit, and he didn't have time to apologize or explain to me, but quickly grabbed a half-broken garbage can from the ground, stuck his head in and frantically "output." ”

Seeing his miserable appearance, I couldn't say anything more, I smelled the smell of my body in disgust, and only thought about whether there was any place nearby where I could change my clothes or something, and to my delight, there was a small half-collapsed house not far ahead, and it seemed that there should be clothes to replace.

"Monk, I'll go over there to see if there are any clothes or something, you should pay attention to yourself."

"Vomit...... The monk lay on the broken barrel, buried his head tightly, raised a hand with a slight trembling hand and made an "OK" gesture to me.......

"......" Seeing his posture of wanting to vomit out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, I doubt that he will die from this.

A slimy, half-digested chicken leg slipped off my head and fell to the ground with a thud, and I shivered with disgust.

Regardless of whether the powerful monk is worried about his life or not, anyway, I know that if I don't change my clothes now, I will be disgusted to death!

When I got to the hut, I kicked open the broken wooden door and entered, and the house was in shambles, full of incense burners and offerings, and a small statue fell to the ground.

"It seems that something is enshrined here, could it be that this is the middle hall?" I muttered, and then dismissed my idea.

The ghost sect is different from other sects, they neither serve the Taoist gods, nor worship the Buddha of the Buddhist family, I heard my father say that the only thing they worship is heaven and earth and the ancestor of the ghost gate.

But obviously, my small incense hall here is not worshipping heaven and earth, let alone the ancestor or anything, but an ancient style painting hanging on the wall and a small statue that has fallen to the ground and shattered.

I searched around and I couldn't find anything that could be used, and the gastric juices in my body had begun to emit a more foul smell, so I couldn't help but finally pay attention to the scroll, "Anyway, this room is ruined, and it's good to use this painting to wipe my body." ”

I then reached down and removed the painting from the wall, ready to wipe it off my head, and before I could do so, I looked at it curiously.

"Hmmm! This is? Atractylodes! "The painting depicts a classical beauty wearing a hairpin obliquely, the beauty is smiling slightly on the painting, and her eyes are exactly the same as Baizhu, but the woman in the painting seems to be much more mature than Baizhu.

"Motherwort...... I guessed in my heart as I looked at the old paper, "The woman in this painting is probably the mother of Atractylodes, Motherwort, yes, I didn't expect this old salvia to be quite infatuated, and now I deliberately painted this painting to see things and think about people......"

Since the person in the painting is drawing motherwort, I can't use it to wipe my head anymore, but I carefully rolled it up and put it in my arms to return it to the salvia in a while.

After a few more turns in the small incense hall and found that there was really nothing useful, I sighed and walked out disappointed, and saw the powerful monk leaning against the side of the road with an ugly face, and the broken bucket in his arms was full of yellow buckets.

"Monk...... You okay? Monk? I walked up to him and patted him on the face, "Are you alright?" ”

"Jian Xing, monk, I...... I'm afraid I'm going to see me if I'm coming...... "The monk is angry, I'm afraid that if I don't get angry for a while, I'll burp.

Because I was afraid that those monsters would catch up after a long delay here, I looked around vigilantly and said, "Hey, don't, I'll take you away, it's not safe here-"

Before the word "all" was finished, a black shadow flew out from somewhere, and under the huge force of inertia, I was firmly pressed to the ground by a pair of sharp claws.