There was still a coldness on his face that crossed in an instant, and Yan Budao's heart sank, knowing that the slap just now was definitely not a human hand. The pen is fun and the pavilion www.biquge.info people have a temperature, and the coldness of that moment feels really real and clear.

Besides, this is the world where he is not good, except for the two arrogant juniors who don't know what to do and oppose him, no one dares to reach out to him recklessly.

Yan Budao shouted loudly, alarming the subordinates who were not far from him, and they all gathered around him to ask him what he was shouting.

Yan Budao, who covered his face, how could he admit that he was attacked by something unknown? He is a famous Taoist master, if someone knows that he has been beaten, and he doesn't even know who beat him, wouldn't it be a big joke.

With a black line, he smiled dryly, and that smile was more ugly than crying. And just as he removed the hand covering his face, Zhang Yang found that there were five more lilac finger marks on his monkey face.

On the face without two taels of flesh, there are five more finger marks, which seem to be swollen, and it looks particularly dazzling and conspicuous.

But no one dared to say this, not even to look at it more, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

Yan Budao saw the problem from their dodging looks, and he subconsciously touched the part where he was beaten just now and asked, "What's the problem?" ”

The person who was asked didn't know how to answer, so he had to look at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang said: "Dao Chief, what problem are you talking about? We went looking for it just now, and we searched all the wild chrysanthemums, but we didn't find the girl. As he spoke, he couldn't help frowning when he smelled the smell of wild chrysanthemum in his hand.

Yan Budao sighed, looking at the sky, at the ground, at these exhausted subordinates. said: "Be careful, be careful, don't shoot randomly, the situation here is not good." He stared into the air for a long time, and it was in vain, the fog was too thick to penetrate, and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly.

Zhang Yang said: "Why don't we retreat to the Shijia ancestral hall and wait for the fog to dissipate before we act?" ”

Yan Budao nodded, glanced at Niu Gao and Zhang Yang in a looking posture and said, "It's only like this, wait and see what happens!" ”

The conversation between Yan Budao and others, Kang Min, who was hiding in the tree, heard it clearly. Who was that just now, he seemed to be facing himself everywhere, and at that particularly tense moment just now, he had already seen her hiding by the wild chrysanthemum, and still pretended not to see it and walked over.

Now he suggested that Yan Budao evacuate, giving her enough opportunity and time to leave, who is he?

Kang Min ran out of hiding and into the Red House. Seeing that the coffin had been destroyed by Yan Budao's people, and there was no way to hide here, she took a breath and looked around vigilantly. The broken window is white and vast like a colorless white cloth made of a curtain, just a kind of transparent curtain that cannot be touched without substance.

The fog is not like the fog of autumn and winter, but more like the smoke that is artificially released. Being in the fog, cold, cold to the bone marrow. With his arms clenched and his teeth chattering, he wondered that such a strange phenomenon would occur at the end of summer.

But when she walked a few steps, she always felt that there was no cold breath in the fog.

Kang Min turned nervously to look, holding a green leaf charm between his fingers, ready to deal with unknown creatures from front and back, left and right.

A slight sigh, like being carried away by the wind, was too weak to be heard. Kang Min was stunned, his eyes widened, and there seemed to be a floating white shadow flashing in the fog. She suddenly remembered the white shadow she saw in the cave, and she was overjoyed, secretly wondering if it could be her uncle?

Kang Min couldn't help but chase after Bai Ying.

Ji Zimo, who was groping in the fog to find him, missed her, and he went to the red house to find Kang Min.

Kang Min went to another place with Bai Ying.

Ji Zimo came all the way, and although he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly in the fog, he was very familiar with this road.

This road is a three-mile pile.

No matter who you are, as long as you know the history of Sanlidui and walk on the road of Sanlidui, you will definitely associate a lot.

Ji Zimo remembered the historical story told by Uncle Shi Lin.

There was a plague in Yin Village, and there were a lot of corpses, a pile of three miles.

The more Ji Zimo thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he simply didn't want to. Just because you just run away and don't think about it doesn't mean you can't think of anything else. He remembered that he had just gone from the entrance of the village to the stone forest's home, but he had not seen those walking corpses, nor had he encountered the stone forest.

It's a strange feeling, Ji Zimo always feels that this fog is purposeful.

And this purposefulness does not bode well.

"Ji Zimo." The name was originally called by people, the key is that he Ji Zimo is alone on this road, who will call him in this place. Besides, he heard a female voice, and it was an eerie one.

Listening to the gloomy voice, combined with the gloomy environment, Ji Zimo quietly shuddered. He forced himself to compose and turned slowly and mechanically, and there was no one behind him except for the small locust tree that stood still in the fog.

If there's no one, that's the ghost!

Ji Zimo is not afraid of ghosts, he is afraid of the kind of ghosts that are shameless and lifeless.

There was no one in sight, and as soon as his scalp exploded, he ran away.

The tattered and collapsed buildings in the fog, all kinds of weeds waist-deep, all quietly stared at Ji Zimo running from Sanlidui.

The red house was particularly gloomy when there was no fog, but now that it was shrouded in fog, it was even more mysterious and weird, Ji Zimo stopped, wanting to penetrate the obstruction of the fog, wanting to see clearly the anomalies in the black hole and the cave room, and felt that there were different variables here from before.

At this moment, the ubiquitous aura of terror overlapped and bred in my mind.

The fog is still thickening, and the buildings that are almost collapsing in the fog are crouching in the dark, and if you don't pay attention, you will be startled.

Ji Zimo tried his best to suppress the tension, but he still couldn't control the undulating chest, because it was too suppressed, and his chest felt faintly painful.

Quietly staring at the moment, Ji Zimo was not calm, and rushed into the black red house.

Fog invaded the house through the broken windows, and the entire red house was shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere rendered by fog.

In the fog, Ji Zimo saw the tattered and fragmented coffins scattered all over the place.

This place is destroyed, so isn't Kang Min in danger?

Thinking of this, Ji Zimo's brain was blank, he clenched his fists, and forced out a sentence from between his teeth: "Dog's day, Lao Tzu fought with you." ”

"Ji Zimo."

Ji Zimo was stunned, is it an auditory hallucination? He was alone in the house, even if he was a ghost, he should have come out, he shouldn't be so sneaky and scary! The thick fog seemed to mock his ignorance, as if he was deliberately hiding something unseemly, or even brewing a big conspiracy prop.

"Ji Zimo."

Ji Zimo frowned, looking for the source of the sound and walked over.

It was still fog, and a white shadow flashed through the fog.

"Who?" Ji Zimo shouted, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and his voice was quickly swallowed by the fog without responding.

The white shadow melted into the mist, with no outline, no trace. As if it had never appeared, Ji Zimo gasped slightly, and took a step back to take a look at the dark hole in the coffin.

Just then, a shout came from the door: "Freak, what do you want to do?" ”

Ji Zimo was stunned, this time the shout was so real, and the voice was clearly from Shilin.

"Stone Forest."

"I'm here."

A vague shadow appeared from the fog, slowly approaching Ji Zimo.

Ji Zimo stood up straight and asked, "Is that you, Shilin?" ”

"Yes." Shi Lin completely came out of the fog and appeared in front of Ji Zimo.

"You just called me?"

Shi Lin said, "Yes. ”

"Cut, you're still the same as before, you love to play tricks on people, it's you who you are, why are you pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a woman's voice?"

"A woman's voice?" Shi Lin asked strangely.

"Isn't it you?" Ji Zimo was surprised.

"It's not me, I'm coming."

"That~ who will it be?" Ji Zimo's head is bigger. He hadn't found Kang Min yet, and he didn't know how she was doing, but he wanted to go down and see what was going on, and if that muffled noise would have something to do with her.

"Don't go down and look at it, hurry up and leave, something big is happening."

"What's the big deal?"

Shi Lin said: "Approaching the day when the ghost gate is opened, the demon under the stratum is about to come out, and the fog is just for him to come out." ”

Fog can block the light, and Ji Zimo suddenly realized: "Is he afraid of light? ”

"Hmm."

"Demons are not afraid, as long as they find Kang Min, anything can be done."

Ji Zimo has confidence in Kang Min and believes that she has the ability to deal with the demon that is about to break through the ground.

Shi Lin disagreed with Ji Zimo's so-called confidence and said, "The demon Dao who came with you didn't see through the ghost tricks, and Kang Min's ability may not be above him?" ”

"This." Ji Zimo stroked the bridge of his nose habitually, Shi Lin looked at him intently, he unconsciously smiled bitterly, and forcibly withdrew his hand and said, "What kind of demon is it?" ”

"The murderous demon of World War II."

"Island ......"

Shi Lin nodded and said, "In fact, only when you become a ghost do you know that the plague event in Yin Miao Village is not naturally generated, nor is it a virus transmission, but a bacterium induced from under the stratum, which leads to the extinction of the entire Yin Village. Ji Zimo was stunned, he grinned again, and said with a cheeky face: "Your ability is limited, why don't I possess it to help you find Kang Min?" ”

"You kid, be careful! Always trying to beat my mind. Ji Zimo didn't agree.

Shi Lin said: "Old classmate, you are destined to commit peach blossoms, and the inexhaustible beauties will fulfill me once, and I will also try it?" ”

"Phew." Ji Zimo believed Shi Lin's words and hurriedly walked outside.

Shi Lin followed behind with a grimace and continued, "If you can summon your master's body and soul as soon as possible, you may be able to deal with this demon. ”

Master! Ji Zimo really wanted to find his master.

But I don't know where Kang Min is right now, so I can't abandon it and go to Master!

Shi Lin saw through Ji Zimo's thoughts, his blue and white face, and said in a low voice with a funny evil smile: "It's all said, you don't have the ability to deal with these fogs now, if you want to find Kang Min smoothly and summon the master's body and soul, you have to rely on my help." ”

"What do you want to do?"

Shi Lin squinted and smiled, "The only, and most appropriate, way is to possess the body. ”

"Mom, let's talk about it, you still want to beat me?"

Shi Lin said, "It must be." Whoever called you a yin body, has this condition. Saying that, he flew over, so frightened that Ji Zimo hugged his head and ran.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com