That face stared at Wu Feng so resentfully, her eyes were full of bloodshots, and there were scratches of blood on her face, her shriveled mouth smiled fiercely, revealing her toothless gums, and her tongue was about to touch Wu Feng's face, Wu Feng looked at the shriveled face like a rotten persimmon with great fear and despair, unable to dodge, and her whole body stiffened and did not move.

In the dark, a voice came to Wu Feng's mind, an old, gloomy, and resentful voice: "You all have to die...... All of them are going to die...... You're the one who killed me......"

"Don't......"

Wu Feng wanted to open his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all, and could only shout in the depths of his heart.

The face moved down little by little from above, and the old lady's thatch-like gray hair even touched her face, a little itchy, but it made people feel cold all over the body, and the hair was rooted.

In extreme fear, Wu Feng told himself not to be afraid, as a descendant of Taoism, especially the heir of Maoshan, how could he be scared to death by these demonic things, at the moment, Wu Feng endured the feeling of numbness and crispiness, closed his eyes tightly, and did not look at the old lady's resentful and hateful face.

In his heart, he began to silently recite the mantra of exorcism that Maoshan disciples would recite, and gradually, the feeling of fear disappeared, and the weed-like hair that slipped on his face also disappeared, Wu Feng gradually felt that he could breathe, and he breathed heavily, like a fish returning to the water again.

Suddenly, Wu Feng sat up suddenly, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and at this moment, all his clothes were soaked.

It turned out that this was really a dream, but this dream was too real, which made Wu Feng afraid for a while.

looked at the yellow-haired monkey beside him, he was not sleeping honestly at this time, his body was curled up tightly, the expression on the monkey's face was also a little distorted, and he was even trembling slightly, Wu Feng frowned, and found that something was wrong, this yellow-haired monkey seemed to be having some terrifying dreams.

"Squeak"

The yellow-haired monkey suddenly let out a high-pitched cry, shook its head, and shrank back as if it was hiding from something.

Wu Feng couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the shoulders of the yellow-haired monkey, shook vigorously, and the yellow-haired monkey finally woke up from the dream, a pair of monkey claws were still waving, but when he opened his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was Wu Feng, he finally stopped struggling, hugged Wu Feng's neck, and his small body trembled like chaff.

Just as this happened, a very frightened voice came from not far away, it was the voice of Lao Liu Tou, who shouted in fear: "Don't...... Don't come here...... The old man has no grievances with you, why do you want to kill the old man......"

Seeing this, Wu Feng hurriedly ran towards Lao Liu, stretched out his fingers, and quickly drew a volley spell, this volley spell is a heart mantra, and the biggest effect is to make people calm down.

The volley spell faintly glowed with a glimmer of light, Wu Feng's finger touched the center of Lao Liu's eyebrows, he stopped struggling and gradually quieted down, but soon opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of deep fear.