The night was as cool as water, and a bright full moon hung in the deep blue night sky, covering the whole earth with a faint golden halo. Passionate Picture Feast http:///

Such a beautiful night is pleasant, but the scene in front of me looks a little weird, and if someone sees this horrible scene in the middle of the night, they will inevitably be frightened, or pee their pants in fright.

A man dressed like an old man, he looks like he is about fifty years old, the faint moonlight pours on his robe, and he can't see what color it is, he holds a bell in his hand, and as his footsteps keep moving, the bell makes a crisp sound, if it is in normal times, no one will definitely think that there is anything bad about this sound, but in this silent and uninhabited wilderness and forest, it sounds like a creepy feeling.

In fact, this is nothing, the most terrifying thing is the people behind the old Dao, to be sure, those are no longer people, they are all cold and stiff corpses, with their hands stretched out, their legs straight, following behind the old Dao, jumping in unison.

The corpses were six or seven feet apart, with high felt hats on their heads and a yellow paper note pressed on their foreheads, so that their faces could not be seen.

At the back of this group of corpses, followed closely a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he was slender, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, but that little black face, which looked a little childish. He wore a coarse cloth shoulder, and the muscles on his arms shone dimly in the refraction of the moonlight, showing off his muscular physique.

Only now the young man's face looked slightly frightened, and he kept looking back as he walked closely behind the group of corpses, as if he was afraid that something scary would run out from behind.

"Wu Feng! What do you always look behind you? ”

A slightly reproachful voice came, startling the young man, and his little face suddenly turned red, fortunately it was late at night, otherwise this embarrassed appearance would have been seen.

"Master...... How do you know I'm looking back...... You don't have eyes behind you......" the young man asked hesitantly, puzzled.

The old man still shook the soul bell in his hand, strode forward, and said coldly without looking back: "You kid is short of breath and his pace is disordered, I don't need to look at it as a teacher to know, are you scared?" ”

+ Passion Novel / class12/1.html "Master...... The boy was not afraid, but ......" The young man tried to quibble, but could not find a perfunctory reason, and did not know what to say in the middle of the sentence.

The old man laughed loudly, but the movements in his hand did not stop, but his voice was much softer: "Feng'er, if you are afraid, the teacher will not blame you, after all, this is the first time you have come out with the teacher, and you will not be afraid if you practice more in the future." ”

"Oh." The young man replied, biting his lip, but he couldn't help but sneak a glance behind him, and behind him were the shadows of some black wild grass and trees, and there was nothing else, but there was always a feeling of trepidation in his heart, which made him very uneasy.

"Feng'er, if you feel scared in the back, you might as well come to the side of the teacher, and watch behind the teacher." The old man seemed to have eyes behind him, and he sensed Wu Feng's panic, and said lukewarmly.