Chapter 70: Hell
In the darkness, Shao Shan continued to move forward, there was no road at all in the woods, Shao Shan could only keep waving the steel knife in his hand to slash left and right, and forcibly opened up a passage.
"Click!" A crisp cracking sound suddenly appeared, which was particularly loud in this silent night, Shao Shan paused, looked down, but a snow-white bone was accidentally stepped on by himself, Shao Shan let out a sigh of relief, and continued to move forward, after all, in such a barren mountain and wild range, a white bone is just ordinary.
But after walking forward for a while, Shao Shan found something wrong, originally thought that the broken bones that had been stepped on were just accidental, but gradually he found that there were more and more bones around him, and he unknowingly walked into a mass grave.
In the grass, the graves are lined up, the tombstones that originally stood have long been crooked, and the bones are scattered messily in front of them, and many graves have been picked up and hollowed out, and a skeleton has been dragged out, and the white bones of the forest are exposed.
"Poof!" A few clusters of green ghost fires suddenly flickered, fluttering and seeping.
"Quack!" A few crows suddenly sounded, floating back and forth, above the branches, several pairs of green eyes stared at Shao Shan, these crows lived in this mass grave, feeding on the corpses of the dead, with a ferocious temperament, as if carrying a soul of injustice, to chase the souls of the living who passed here.
This is really a fucking pit man, Shao Shan can only scold in his heart, but he also generally knows the era he is in, the Republic of China period, because the crooked tombstones are all engraved with the words Republic of China and other words.
Now Shao Shan has also had a general speculation about the world he is in, and during the Republic of China, there was such a desolate and weird situation, most likely it was Uncle Ying's zombie films, which is also in line with the description of the system, ghosts are rampant, and there are really ghosts in this world.
At this time, it is the time of endless war, on the land of the Central Plains, a wolf smoke, from time to time you can see the scene of thousands of miles of red land, it can be said that the life of people in the troubled world is cheap, at any time to see the people innocent and vain, the country does not become a country, the family does not become a family, such a situation, it is inevitable that there will be evil rampant.
Shao Shan was frowning and thinking, and suddenly felt a cold aura rushing towards him behind him, this kind of cold was different from the cold wind chill, this kind of chill was cold to the soul, and for a moment he even had a slight pause in his thinking.
"Damn, there really are ghosts!" Shao Shan came back to his senses suddenly, puffed up his whole body's qi and blood, and slashed out with his backhand, and at the same time pounced forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was already ten meters away, and turned around with a knife and looked at the empty woods vigilantly.
He was sure that there would be nothing wrong with the induction just now, there was definitely something that almost invaded his body, and at that moment he felt that his soul was almost frozen, such a situation was only those ghosts and ghosts, and looking at the surrounding environment, it was not surprising that something like that appeared.
Shao Shan once heard a saying that people with strong qi and blood can make yin and evil things dare not approach, but now it seems that his strong qi and blood have become a temptation, like a bright light in the dark, attracting some lonely souls and wild ghosts.
At this time, if you don't leave, Shao Shan turned around directly and strode away, just now he clearly felt that the cold aura was approaching again, although his strength was not bad, but he was really unable to deal with such an invisible and insubstantial thing as the Yin Soul Spirit Body, and it was inevitable that he would suffer.
In the midst of galloping, Shao Shan did not dare to relax his vigilance, and carefully sensed the situation behind him, but the result made his face change, and the cold qi behind him was not one, but increased to three, each of which was extremely powerful.
What made Shao Shan's color change the most was that several graves in front of him drilled out a few cold breaths again, and surrounded him, these cold breaths contrasted strongly with the masculine qi and blood of his whole body, making his heart throb a little.
"Poof!"
Suddenly, a cold aura rushed up directly from the grave next to him, Shao Shan was not slow to react, and jumped directly towards the fish next to him, the cold aura of the forest passed by, and a layer of black cold ice instantly condensed on the clothes on his chest.
"Damn, fight, Lao Tzu has been born and died several times, and the living are not afraid of the dead!" Shao Shan gritted his teeth and said, holding the knife in his right hand and decisively wiping it from the palm of his left hand, blood flowed out of the palm, and the blade was suddenly stained with blood, although he didn't know whether his blood was useless or not, Shao Shan could only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
If Shao Shan could see the surrounding situation clearly at this time, then he would definitely not be able to fight so calmly, around him, several cold figures were surrounded, each smiling fiercely, and his death was miserable.
There was the severed head ghost who carried his head, and above the broken neck, black blood kept dripping; There was the woman who had died of torture, with her hair disheveled, her eyes hollow, and her whole face shaved out, which was terrible. There was the old ghost in a shroud, on crutches, with a black and blue face and sharp fangs, looking at Shao Shan fiercely, sneering; and the hanged man, with his tongue sticking out; Drowning ghosts, starving ghosts, and so on.
Some of these evil ghosts are condensed, no different from normal people, they are ghosts that have been cultivated for many years, and some are fluttering, as if they will be scattered when a gust of wind blows, but at this time, they are all staring at Shao Shan, as if an addict has seen drugs, and they can't wait to immediately pounce on them and suck their spirits dry.
But at this time, these ghosts did not rush forward, but looked at the blood-stained big knife in Shao Shan's hand with some fear, in their eyes, the blood on the blade seemed to turn into clusters of blood-colored flames, which could threaten their ghost bodies.
Time passed minute by minute, and the two sides confronted each other like this, and a few little ghosts took the lead and couldn't resist the temptation and rushed towards Shao Shan.
Shao Shan felt something in his heart, his body flickered, constantly avoiding the cold blows, and the big knife in his hand "brushed" rapidly, slashing from the cold qi.
"Whew!" A few panicked screams, these little ghosts shrank and scattered, looking at the big knife in Shao Shan's hand in horror.
Shao Shan noticed the situation around him, and his courage couldn't help but be strong, as long as he was useful, what he was most afraid of was nowhere to start.
However, in the place where he was not visible, several old ghosts looked at each other, their mouths opened and closed as if they had reached an agreement, and at a certain moment suddenly flew over together.
Shao Shan's face changed suddenly, the few cold qi that rushed quickly were countless times stronger than the movement just now, and these figures completely blocked his way of retreat, not giving him a chance to dodge at all, and the cold invaded his body through the skin, causing his whole body to stiffen.
Shaoshan is already in danger!