Lin Shaoge walked on the tree with Bang Yue in his arms.

Most of these trees are dead, brittle branches and leaves, and they break when stepped on. He walked very carefully, guarding against stepping into the air, and on the other hand, guarding against the old man's people lying in ambush on the side of the road.

Even though Bang Yue's chest was full of questions, she knew that she shouldn't disturb him at this moment and distract him.

She naturally raised her anger, and subconsciously wanted to make herself lighter, so that he could save some effort.

When Shaoge jumped over a pile of dead branches, his arm suddenly felt light, and his heart skipped a few beats, and he almost fell to the ground. Looking down, the little macaque nested in his arms in a dignified manner, how honest and honest he was. He hooked his head and looked at her secretly, and saw that her eyes were slightly wide, her lips were pursed, and her whole body was a little tense, so he knew that she was unconsciously lifting her body, trying to help him save some strength.

If it is an ordinary person, it is naturally useless to do so. But a person who has practiced internal kung fu and has qi circulation in his body, luck lifts his body, which is the so-called "light gong".

Shaoge was secretly proud, and thought in his heart that he would wait for her internal strength to be deep and stable, and then tell her about it, and start teaching her some kung fu by the way.

Below them, the fat man walking on the forest road suddenly cried.

As soon as he sat down on the ground, he began to cry. He howled a few times, got up with his hands and feet, and began to kowtow on his knees on the road.

Tears flowed down his eyes, and he cried into the air, "Please! Spare your little life! It's small that's not good, it's small, it's not human! But I didn't hurt you! I, I, I'm the one who has eaten your porridge, I'm just, I'm just...... It was them, it was them, it was the government that deliberately let those two groups of bandits in...... I didn't kill you! No, I killed, I killed, I didn't kill your people, I only killed your ghosts...... I ......"

The fat man spoke incoherently, kowtowed vigorously, and kowtowed until his head broke the blood flow.

The wound on the forehead was quickly covered with the loess on the ground, and a small round bag was piled up on the forehead, like a flattened horn.

He was kowtowing happily when two feet suddenly appeared beside him. This is a man who caught up from the rear, quickly and silently.

The fat man suddenly saw that there was another person beside him, and he was so frightened that he covered his eyes violently, and shrank on the ground and trembled.

The cry that completely changed the tone and lost the voice seeped out from between the fingers: "Let me go!" …… Old man, let me go! I beg you to ......"

The ground beneath him quickly turned dark. A foul stench slowly spread around.

The man did not stop, and walked past the fat man.

Lin Shaoge frowned, jumped forward, and followed him.

It just looks like something is wrong.

The man was wearing a navy blue robe, a small melon skin hat on his head, and a pair of long black boots with cloud bottoms, the top of which was clean and clean. He walked very fast, and soon left the fat man behind him, becoming a small blur in his vision.

Lin Shaoge made a "silence" gesture, then covered Bang Yue's eyes, lifted his breath, jumped up to the higher treetops with enough luck, swept in front of this person, and looked carefully with the corner of his eye—this person has kung fu on him, and if he looks at him directly, he will be noticed. In his spare words, even if he felt something, he would only think that there were beasts watching him.

The man had a white silk hanging on his face, and at first glance, he thought he was a faceling. The top half of the white silk was pressed into the inside of the hat, and the lower half hung down on the face, and when he walked, the white silk floated gently, and he didn't think it would block his eyes, and he still wore it when no one was around, and he didn't take it off.

Half an hour later, he stopped, picked up a navy blue rag that had been cut into flocculent shapes by the side of the road, shook his head, took out a robe torn in two from his bosom and hung it on a tree beside him, took a few steps back, tilted his head, looked left and right, and nodded, as if he was very satisfied.

Then he took out a water bladder from his arms, lifted the white silk hanging on his face, drank it with a bang, lifted his breath, and dozens of figures rose and fell, and disappeared at the end of sight.

Bang Yue blinked.

Shaoge let go of the hand covering her face and smiled helplessly: "Say." ”

"Can you talk?"

"Hmm."

She held back for a long time, chattering like a cannon: "What does this ghost look like?" Isn't it scary? If I saw it, would I be scared of the fools? Is it so scary? What do you have to dress up to achieve such an effect! I'm dying of curiosity! You should let me take a look and open my eyes! ”

He stifled a smile and explained, "This is a master, if you stare at it, he will detect it." ”

"That's boring. I thought I was dressed up for something......" Bang Yue's eyes were disappointed.

Lin Shaoge curled the corners of his mouth slightly: "Look, people are here." ”

Bang Yue followed his gaze and saw the fat man staggering towards them.

There was a handful of dirt in the middle of his forehead, his two eyes were straight to the ground, and his steps were so empty that he couldn't look like it. obviously weighed more than 200 pounds, but when he stepped on the ground, he was soft, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

He stood still, his eyes widening wider.

Bang Yue and Shao Ge followed his line of sight and saw that it was the robe torn in half—the robe that the man with the melon skin hat and white silk had taken out of his arms and hung on the tree.

The fat man kept his eyes open until he couldn't open them anymore, and at last, a very strange smile slowly appeared on his face. The laugh quickly expanded and expanded on his face, until the corners of his mouth were torn a little, and he finally laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha......"

"Crazy." Lin Shaoge shook his head.

"He just had this expression, wasn't it-" Bang Yue tilted her head and thought for a while, "A bad thing that has been waiting for a long time and fearing for a long time has finally happened?" He finally didn't have to worry about it, because, it finally happened? ”

"Hmm." Shaoge smiled: "It's also a relief." ”

Looking at the fat man again, he had already put away his smile, and there was no longer any emotion in his eyes. His face was blank, and he walked forward like a marionette.

"Old man, old man......"

Bang Yue and Shao Ge glanced at each other, and understood each other - the fat man's current state was no different from those who had fallen into the mire.

Bang Yue took a breath: "How did you do this?" It's like killing people invisibly! ”

"It's simple. Just let them—" Shao Ge pointed to the fat man who was slowly moving away, "to make them think that they have been walking on a repetitive road, endlessly, without end." ”

"Ghosts hit the wall...... Bang Yue sighed, "If I meet it, I guess I will be frightened, but not as outrageous as them?" As far as I know, the reason for this phenomenon is actually that when people can't discern the direction, their bodies will unconsciously make slight circular movements - in fact, they are going in a big circle. ”