The little couple is simply killing themselves, I didn't expect that I persuaded me so hard, my mouth was about to wear out, these people still doubted me, and in the end they still didn't jump out of the car with me.

The danger on that car. I'm afraid that they have never encountered it in their lives, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive. Anyway, it can only depend on their creation.

There is also Chen Xuance in the car, I always think that Chen Xuance should be a good ghost, maybe he will be merciful, and it may not be possible to save the pair of young people.

I slowly got up and looked down at the wound, which was not serious. It's just that the two broken pieces of skin on the knee are really painful, and the blood is flowing.

I looked into the distance, and saw Rhubarb and the old cat helping the drunkard forty or fifty meters ahead, apparently neither of them was injured, and as for whether the drunkard was dead or alive, I couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead.

I touched my knees, struggling to go that way, when suddenly I heard a very soft voice shouting, "Lin Yang? Hey! Lin Yang? ”

I was so excited that I broke out in a cold sweat, and I followed the prestige, only to see movement in the bushes beside the road, near the halfway up the mountainside. Then there was a rustling sound.

The sound came from the bushes, and it was very real. But it is very light, as thin as a mosquito and a fly.

"Lin Yang? Hey? Lin Yang? ”

The voice was still calling my name, word after word, beckoning me over.

I'm a little scared, after all, this is a deep mountain and old forest, how can anyone call my name? Could it be Li Chi and them? But according to the positioning, Li Chi and I are still at least four or five kilometers away, how could they suddenly appear here?

I asked tentatively in a low voice, "Who?!" ”

After asking, there was no response. It's just that the voice is still calling me: "Lin Yang? Lin Yang? ”

I could not contain my curiosity, and took two steps forward, when I saw that the bush shook twice, and then stretched out a hand, which I saw was thin and small, and miserable white, and in the moonlight, it was a strange white.

My heart moved, knowing that this might not be a man's hand, I quickly stepped back, ran a few steps towards the old cat and the rhubarb, and shouted, "Old cat! Rheum! ”

This shout, I immediately found the problem, now I actually opened my mouth wide, but my voice was hoarse, no matter how I shouted, the voice was not loud, just gently, like the feeling of being speechless when I was in a dream.

I frowned, knowing the problem, I may be haunted by a ghost now, the same problem was encountered when I met Liang Xiaofeng in the teaching building at the beginning, and when I met Bai Zunli.

Sometimes people are haunted by ghosts, and they can't speak, they can't make a sound, and now I'm like that, although I don't know when I was haunted by ghosts, but that's obviously the way it is now.

I quickly took off my backpack and tried to pull out my peachwood sword to defend myself, but before I could open the package, suddenly the hand stepped forward and grabbed my wrist.

Then there was a swaying in the bushes, and a face came out!

A small, white, and old-wrinkled face!

I was startled, and when I looked closely, I saw that it was another Qing Dynasty face, with braids, beard, and thief eyebrows, staring at me expressionlessly.

After a few seconds, he opened his mouth and said, "Lin Yang? Hey! Are you Lin Yang? ”

I moved my throat and asked, "Who are you?" "Now I don't know what's affecting my voice, I can only make a very hoarse, soft sound, a volume that I may not even be able to hear.

The old ghost didn't answer me, just grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me desperately into the bushes.

A ghost is often very strong, much stronger than a living person, so when he pulled me desperately, I could barely control my body and staggered to follow him into the bushes.

I don't know where this guy is taking me, but I know he doesn't mean well. I stared nervously at the back of this old ghost, seeing that he was wearing the most humble coarse linen clothes of the Qing Dynasty, and he didn't even have shoes, but his feet were white bones, floating lightly on the ground......

I looked back at the old cat and rhubarb in the distance, these two guys were only taking care of the drunk, and didn't follow, I was a little anxious, and desperately pulled open the backpack with my other hand, trying to take out the peachwood sword.

The old ghost didn't pay attention to me, but dragged me into the bushes.

I followed him a few steps, and by this time I had already taken out the peachwood sword from my bag, and I was grabbed by him in my right hand, and I could only hold the sword in my left hand, and without thinking about it, I stabbed him hard in the back of the neck.

The softness seemed to be pierced on the cotton, and the old ghost didn't even dodge, and I watched the peachwood sword stab along his neck, and the old ghost snorted, and suddenly let go of my wrist, pinching his neck and jumping.

He obviously didn't expect me to make a move on him, and turned to look at me as he jumped.

I saw that one of his eyes had already popped out, and although there was still no expression on his face, his eyes made me shudder.

As soon as he turned his head, the peachwood sword slashed out of his neck, his neck was already thin, and it was cut open by my peachwood sword, and now his head was hanging diagonally, obviously falling from his neck at any moment.

He jumped for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lin Yang...... You...... Stupid ......"

Before I could figure out what was going on, suddenly I saw the leaves in the depths of the bushes squirt without wind and make a rustling sound...... The sound was the same just now, and I immediately understood that someone was coming, no, a ghost was coming.

What the hell is going on? Why are there so many ghosts here? Could it be that they are all waiting for me?

Sure enough, the leaves parted, and out of the bushes came another face, this face was still a man from the Qing Dynasty, he had no beard, a big braid, his face was pale and pale, and he looked malnourished.

"Lin Yang? Hey! Lin Yang? ”

The new old ghost still said such a sentence, exactly the same as what the old ghost said before!

Before I could react, two old ghosts hugged me at once, the front one grabbed my wrists, and the back hands put on my shoulders, pushing and shoving me into the bushes.

The old ghost in the back was slashed by me, his head drooped, and he touched the back of my head if he didn't do it, and I didn't dare to look back at him, but I vaguely felt that the two ghosts didn't seem to have any ill will towards me, otherwise, with the ability of the two of them, they should be able to attack me directly.

I secretly looked at these two ghosts, white, gray, black, red and blue, these two old ghosts have obviously reached the black level, I am afraid that they are not much better than the five brothers of the Bai family, and they are very old, they are very old, not to mention that they are more than a hundred years old, and they should not be underestimated.

I can't help but secretly beat the drum in my heart, the Bai family is already the second family among the four major families, but the best of them is just the old ghost of the Republic of China, and now these two guys are ghosts of the Qing Dynasty, where did they come from? Why is it so powerful?

As I was thinking, I had crossed the trees on the mountainside, and came to a path at the end of which there was a small cabin, which looked eerie and scary. It's an anti-table tennis brother.

I knew it was a ranger's house, and my grandfather was a ranger, so I was familiar with this kind of house.

But the lights were not turned on in this small house, especially at night, and the darkness inside the windows was even more chilling.

At this moment, the two old ghosts had already pushed me to the outside of the house, and I heard the two old ghosts whispering into the house: "Lin Yang is here!" Lin Yang is here! ”

The two spoke in a similar tone, with the same voice, like two identical parrots. I was wondering what the identities of these two men were, when suddenly I saw a figure flash in the small cabin in front of me, and then a pair of blood-red eyes lit up through the glass of the window!