But then, he asked me to take off my shirt, I showed my shoulders, only to see a black handprint appear in the place where I was slapped by the yin, Mr. Fang quickly asked people to bring glutinous rice to pull out the poison for me, and I also used Nuwa's divine power to put it on the shoulder, so as not to let the corpse poison in that place spread. Mr. Fang pulled out the poison for a while, changed the glutinous rice again, and then pulled the poison again, and finally she asked me to move my arm, and only when I saw that I was okay did she let the team continue to march: "The road behind must be 120,000 careful, we have reached the vicinity of the Ice Pool." ”

Sure enough, as we walked further, the gloom grew heavier and heavier, and from time to time there would be a creepy laugh in the woods, or a ghostly shadow slipping by.

We cautiously walked forward for about four or five hundred meters, and suddenly, I heard Su Xiaoye gasp: "Boss, what do you see in front of you?" ”

I looked up, and saw a woman in red hanging from a tree not far ahead, her long hair falling down, and her bloodshot eyes glaring viciously at us.

Mr. Fang was very sophisticated, she took out a bowl from her backpack, which contained white rice, she put the white rice almost half a meter in front of our team, and then took out three sticks of incense, inserted them on the white rice, and knelt down: "Tree God, Tree God, please let us pass." ”

I was stunned, remembering that when we were in Xuncheng before, Huan Ye also put a similar position to the zombie child in the deep forest, if I guessed correctly, this woman in red should be the tree god of the entire deep forest, and the ritual completed by Mr. Fang's dart head is roughly the same as that of Huan Ye, but Mr. Fang's dart head was originally a female ghost, and there was no sacrifice to be sacrificed, but a dart master who drove the head of Fang Dart stepped forward, cut his hand with a knife, and dripped blood on the bowl of white rice.

The red blood instantly dyed this bowl of white rice red, and it looked extremely weird.

After that, we all knelt down one by one, I lowered my head, and I always felt that the eyes of the female ghost seemed to be rotating with me, and when I knelt down to worship, I felt that the eyes of the female ghost were like a knife, scraping my neck, and it hurt a little.

We knelt on the ground, but we couldn't get up, because the woman in red didn't give us a response, which meant that the god of trees had not made a decision whether to allow us to continue further into the woods or whether we had to stop there.

But at this time, suddenly a gust of wind blew, blowing up the yellow leaves that had fallen on the ground, this gust of wind swept the sand and stones, and instantly fascinated my eyes, I closed my eyes, but heard a very strange wail in my ears, a bad breath instantly filled our surroundings, I felt uneasy in my heart, slowly raised my head, and couldn't help jumping in my heart, the woman in red who was originally hanging on the tree actually disappeared.

At this time, Mr. Fang's dart head also found out, and she stood up quickly: "It's not good, it's in an ambush." ”

I don't know what this ambush that Mr. Fang is referring to, but I saw that the sky, which was still clear, was instantly overcast, and the black clouds pressed the realm, and the entire forest seemed to turn from day to night in an instant.

I have often heard people say that in the deep forest or mountains, especially the primeval forest where no one enters or leaves on weekdays, the weather there is not the same as the outside world, and it has its own microclimate, and some old people say that the weather in the mountains can change at any time, and the climate there is completely affected by the mountain god or tree god.

With the rapid change of the weather, I felt a burst of dampness and coldness on the ground, the cold air rose from the ground in an instant, and the original green grass was instantly covered by a layer of frost, and the bowl containing rice that was placed in front of the red-clothed female ghost by Mr. Fang's dart head before cracked a crack, and the red blood actually went out along the crack, and the small rice bowl couldn't hold much blood at all, but now the endless blood kept going out of the bowl, Mr. Fang's dart head shouted, Oops, Then she pulled out a charm and threw it hard, only to see that the charm was directly attached to the crack in the bowl.

When the spell was attached to the crack, a golden light emanated from the spell, but with another snap, the bowl turned into pieces, and the white rice burst out of the bowl, like a bullet, splashing in all directions, I quickly bloomed the ghost pattern, and used Nuwa's divine power to protect several Gu masters around me.

At this time, countless ghosts surrounded us from all directions, these ghosts were originally cultivated in the Ice Pool, so they all carried ghost steps, and the ghost power on their bodies could not be underestimated, and the ghosts we encountered before were not the same, and in an instant, I had a feeling of entering the Six Pagodas.

These ghosts slowly approached us, and suddenly a ghost cry cut through the originally silent woods, only to see countless ghosts pounce on us in an instant, and Mr. Fang shouted: "Who dares to stop us!" ”

I saw that the long hair that was originally tied up on Mr. Fang's dart head suddenly fell down, her charming eyes instantly emitted a faint red ghost light, and the black tights she was wearing suddenly seemed to be dyed red with blood, and marble-like brown lines appeared on it, slowly elongating from her cross-part clothing, turning into a long skirt, this long skirt is quite simple, I suddenly understood in my heart, this is the beautiful red dress that Mr. Fang was wearing when he committed suicide and died.

A powerful yin evil suddenly burst out from Mr. Fang's dart head, I seemed to see a red fire phoenix flying out of Mr. Fang's dart head, straight into the sky, Mr. Fang's dart head exuded flames, but this flame was formed by the form of yin evil.

Mr. Fang's dart head gently swept the hem of his long skirt, a pair of almond-like eyes, staring at these powerful ghosts in front of him, the change of Mr. Fang's dart head was stunned at first, and he didn't dare to step forward, but at this time, a ghost cry sounded again, and these ghosts in front of us also screamed one after another, as if they were responding to the ghost cry of the order.

Together, they rushed towards us, and the shadows and evil mingled with each other, merging into a mist, which was sometimes thick and sometimes faint, but it obstructed our vision, and we could not judge the location of these ghosts with the naked eye.

At this time, I saw the first ghost rush out of the fog, and this ghost rushed directly towards me, I didn't think about it, directly bloomed the ghost pattern, conjured up a red giant sword, a sword slashed at the ghost, the ghost is very flexible, the moment my giant sword cut down, it has already lost its form, but it is still injured by the power of the giant sword in my hand, it took a half step back, muttering words I don't understand, but the voice of the words is getting louder and louder. At this time, Mr. Fang shouted, be careful of your step!