Chapter 63:

Wei Kun nodded and didn't reply, Lu Shibai also sighed as if resigned to his fate, broke free from the shackles of Fang Cun and turned his head to grit his teeth at Wang Simiao.

"I fell into your trap this time, I admit that I am not as insidious as you, and I can't bear it, but ......" said and snorted coldly:

"Don't think you're going to force me to help you take the next step."

Wang Simiao nodded when she heard this, and looked back at her, "You are not helping me, but helping yourself, you should know better than me what kind of place Mount Tai is, two immortals, one ghost, are you really sure that you can find eighteen Hades within five years?" He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke:

"Obviously, I have only good for you, not cons."

Lu Shibai was furious when she heard this, she hated this feeling of being threatened, especially the person who nodded at her just an hour ago and relied on her to protect her everywhere.

Lu Shibai couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and anger in his heart, but just as he was about to reply, he was held by Fang Cun's shoulder.

Lu Shibai turned his head and saw Fang Cun frowning at her and shaking his head, so he had to swallow the words unwillingly.

When the four of them were in a stalemate and no one was willing to speak, suddenly the electric light above their heads made a 'whoosh' sound, and it flashed three or four times repeatedly, Wang Simiao and Wei Kun straightened their backs almost instantly, looked up at the light bulb, and Lu Shibai took a defensive step back and stood with Fang Cun.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

Suddenly, three gongs sounded, and slowly, the wind and sand began to roll outside, and the whistling wind was very clear in the dark and quiet night.

It didn't take long for the cry to come from the east side of the courtyard, from weak to strong, from far to near, Wang Simiao clenched his hands, still sitting on the sofa, his eyes looked around cautiously, all the ghosts lowered their heads and walked outside in unison, the four exchanged glances, hesitated for a while and decided to follow the ghosts to the outside of the courtyard to find out.

But as soon as the door opened, the wind and sand rolled up outside blew into the house almost instantly, and the marble floor was covered with a thin layer of sand, and finally after about five or six seconds, the wind slowly stopped, and a mourning procession appeared from the dark night sky.

The leader is a gray-haired, rickety old woman, she holds a black and white photo in her hand, followed by two people with gloomy faces, holding a spirit flag in their hands, and there are six or seven people behind them who are scattering paper money, and the vermilion coffin is in the middle, being carried on the shoulder, it seems that the relatives of the deceased are following behind the coffin, some leaning together to wipe tears, some sighing sadly on their faces, and the last is followed by a team of gongs and drums, they are all wearing white filial piety clothes, and they also wear filial piety belts on their arms, heads and waists.

The four of them glanced at each other, and they were a little puzzled, but finally Lu Shibai spoke: "Why is this mourning in the middle of the night?" How unlucky. ”

Wang Simiao looked at the team getting closer and closer with deep eyes, suddenly gasped, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly pulled Wei Kun and Lu Shibawei to hide behind the wall of the courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Wei Kun asked.

Wang Simiao's eyes looked through the gap in the door, and looked at the photo held in the arms of the old woman in the lead: "These are not people!" ”

"What?" Lu Shibai shouted, and before he could finish speaking, Wang Simiao covered his mouth, and the funeral procession outside paused slightly, and listened with his ears for a while before continuing to walk forward.

Wang Simiao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, her face was still a little shocked, and she hurriedly spoke:

"Don't you see? The picture that the old lady was holding in her hand was the boy we met on the mountain! ”

As soon as he heard this, Wei Kun hurriedly leaned on the gap in the iron gate of the courtyard, glanced at it quickly, and finally leaned against the wall, a little frightened.

"It's the boy, indeed, but how do you know it's not human?"

Wang Simiao's eyes slowly moved to the feet of the group of 'people', and raised her eyebrows again:

"Their feet didn't touch the ground."

The three of them looked and saw that although the people in filial piety clothes were moving forward slowly, they were hidden in the dense fog under their legs, and if they looked closely, it should not be difficult to see that their feet were half-hanging in the air, making walking movements, but the soles of their feet were not stepping on the ground.

"Ghosts come to mourn?" Wei Kun was a little incredulous, lying on the gap and watching for a long time, and finally watched the funeral procession slowly walk over, before turning back to the three of them and saying, "Let's go and have a look, it's mixed with other ghosts." ”

The other ghosts in Wei Kun's mouth were wild ghosts that came out of every house, and they were jumping around and following the funeral procession with a smile.

The four of them were mixed in these wild ghosts like this, and walked forward cautiously and cautiously, but the mourning procession seemed to have no end, and they didn't see the meaning of stopping after walking for more than 20 minutes, and the four of them were even more uneasy with the funeral song not far away.

Finally out of the village, step by step towards the field not far away, when they were a little chilled and began to tremble, the mourning procession finally stopped.

But this stop made them even more worried.

Looking around, there was nothing to obstruct, not even a land temple, and at a glance, it seemed that you could still see the scene on the opposite hill.

And the originally lively funeral procession suddenly disappeared, and the wild ghosts around him were also behind, hidden in the night.

"What's going on?" Lu Shibai was obviously flustered, and his face turned pale after turning around in place a few times.

Wang Simiao clenched his fist in his right hand and hid it in his sleeve, looked around vigilantly, and suddenly spoke:

"There's an enchantment in this place."

"Enchantment?!" Lu Shibai exclaimed, he was completely dumbfounded, and the expression on his face became more and more ugly:

"I'll just say this village is weird! It shouldn't have come! ”

She has been leading immortals for so many years, and no matter how terrifying the ghosts are, she has never encountered the enchantment, which is only seen in books, and now the four of them are trapped in this wilderness.

"Let's go back!" Fang Cun saw that Lu Shibai was in a mess, and he was also a little at a loss.

Wang Simiao bent down and picked up the stone from the ground and threw it forward, as he expected, the stone was sucked in by a huge force in mid-air, he turned his head and said to the three of them:

"We're in the enchantment now, and unsurprisingly, we shouldn't be able to get out."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Shibai raised his head and looked around vigilantly, and slowly calmed down, but he still scolded with some annoyance: "Damn! ”

Then, he took out the upper part of his waist and fired a few shots around, and as expected, all the guns disappeared into the night:

Fang Cun stepped forward, grabbed the barrel of Lu Shibai's gun, turned back to Wei Kun and Wang Simiao, and said:

"So what now?"

Wang Simiao's face was heavy, the few shots of Lu Shibai just now almost made the stone of hope in his heart sink into the sea, and after exchanging glances with Wei Kun, he had to grit his teeth and speak:

"Since you can't go back, let's keep going. In the end, it is nothing more than two endings, success or failure. ”

Wei Kun nodded, he and Wang Simiao thought of it together, in addition to success or failure, they had no way back, even if they escaped from the enchantment at this time, within three days, Lu Shibai and Fang Cun would turn into a snakeskin, and everything would fall short.

As for Wang Simiao, Wei Kun looked hesitantly......

found that Wang Simiao's eyes were also roaming back and forth on the other three, and there was a hint of expression under his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Wei Kun felt that Wang Simiao seemed to have a big secret that had not been told, and this secret prompted Wang Simiao to help Fang Cun and Lu Shiba, but it was just ...... Wei Kun thought, how can there be wolves to help sheep unconditionally?

Lu Shibai didn't notice the scene between Wei Kun and Wang Simiao at all, his eyes looked at the bald mountain not far away, and sighed, she suffered so much when she led the court, and no one dared to accept her life, but now it's just a small enchantment trying to collect her for the sky Lu Shiba?

It's a dream! Lu Shibai thought about it, snorted in his mouth, and clenched the gun in his hand.

Fang Cun stood beside Lu Shiba, only to feel that sometimes the cold wind blew through the clothes on his body, and the cold was biting. Looking at Wei Kun and Wang Simiao again, he subconsciously shook his head, these two people are thoughtful goods, and neither of them can be easily trusted.

As for Lu Eighteen...... After looking at her for a long time, Fang Cun suddenly sighed, although Lu Shibai didn't have any scheming, and he was stupid not to pit himself, but he was too impulsive, and he couldn't tell when he would be set by the other two people, which was really reassuring.

In this way, the four of them were looking for a way out in their surroundings, but unexpectedly, suddenly a gust of wind and sand rolled up in the air, Wang Simiao and Wei Kun stretched out their hands to cover their faces, and tilted their bodies to encircle Lu Shibai in their arms.

But the sharpness of the stone still scratched the skin of the four people, and they saw that there were dense small wounds, and blood oozed from the wounds.

The wind swept, and except for Wei Kun, the three of them were blown to a stagger, took a few steps back in a row, and sat on the ground with their eyes closed.

I don't know how long the wind has been blowing, but when I open my eyes again, it turns into a bright day, and there is a tall and prominent mansion in front of me.

The four of them stood up with each other's arms, looking up at the plaque hanging above the mansion, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced

"Lee's House"