"Damn, this ...... How can there be so many ghosts here! ”

Xia Yuanyang's voice became a little trembling, not to mention him, even I felt a little cold in my body. This line of the sky is shrouded in gloomy ghost fog, the cliff stream under the plank road is like a gate to the ghost domain, countless ghosts climbed up from below, before and after the plank road, at a glance, there are countless lonely ghosts, that one by one hideous and terrifying faces, the people who see it chill in their hearts.

"What day is it?"

I felt that something was wrong with the situation in front of me, the aura of the yin ghosts on these ghosts was particularly strong, and there were some differences from the ghosts I had seen before.

"August 17th." Zhuge Jun replied from behind.

I frowned slightly, and at this moment, Mu Yueting said softly: "Today is the Midyear Festival!" ”

My face changed greatly, and I cursed in my heart, sure enough, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, and I had to hit ghosts when I walked, and I was used to the dates of the Gregorian calendar in school, but I didn't care so much about the days of the lunar calendar.

The midyear festival is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and is also known as the seventh half and the ghost festival. This day of the year is the heaviest day of the calendar, especially at night, when all the ghosts become much more powerful than ever under the change of the yin energy of heaven and earth.

I looked at the ghosts that were still emerging around me, they were men and women, old and young, with hideous faces and torn clothes, their clothes were of different styles, not the same, probably these ghosts were the lonely ghosts who died unjustly in this Emei Mountain for thousands of years from ancient times to the present, and today they all ran out when the ghost door was opened.

I gritted my teeth, looked at the little monk who was floating in the air and smiled gloomily, turned my head and yelled at everyone: "The cliffs here are too dangerous!" Everyone, follow me and rush out first!"

I took out a handful of exorcism talismans from my hand and handed it to Mu Yueting, so that she could be the queen of the palace, although Mu Yueting learned the medical vein, but she could still use some simple talisman techniques in the door, which was much better than the other three.

Whining......

The yin wind shouted, the ghosts roared, and the sound was soul-stirring.

At the moment of life and death, I took the lead, holding the sword and running forward along the plank road, behind me, Xia Yuanyang and others also followed in panic, although Xia Yuanyang's Qiang witchcraft can also kill powerful ghosts, but the preparation time is too long, in this case it is too late, and most of the secret techniques mastered by the Zhuge brothers and sisters are also aimed at corpses and the like, and the lethality of ghosts and monsters is not enough, so at this time, only me and Mu Yueting can rely on them.

Dozens of ghosts had already crawled up from under the boardwalk, wailing and running towards me, their faces twisted and hideous, their faces full of resentment. My heart was ruthless, but the evil sword in my hand kept dancing, slashing at these fierce ghosts.

Yikes!

But the evil sword is worthy of being one of the ancient gods, and it can actually cause damage in the face of ghosts that are difficult to attack with ordinary knives and guns, and a female ghost in front of me was cut in two by my sword, turning into a wisp of gray mist and retreating.

I was in high spirits, the sword in my hand kept waving, and rushed forward along the plank road, and at the end of the team, Mu Yueting pasted the ghost exorcism charm on the dust, and kept waving the dust while reciting the magic in her mouth, and wisps of green smoke suddenly appeared from the ghost that was swept by the dust, screaming and pushing back, and the group of ghosts could not approach for a while.

The three of Xia Mandarin Ducks also attached the exorcism talisman to their weapons, and recited the spell I taught them in their mouths, barely driving away some of the ghosts that were approaching.

In this way, our group fought and retreated, running towards the exit along the ancient plank road that had been built for an unknown number of years.

And the little monk who had been suspended in mid-air looked at our distant figure, chuckled, opened his mouth and recited a Buddha name, the ghost mist on his body churned and moved, and the plank road under him began to twist visibly with the naked eye.

……

"Get out of here!"

I roared, and with a sword I pushed back a few demons. I found an extremely serious problem along the way, although the evil sword in my hand can attack these ghosts in front of me, but after all, there is a specialization in the art industry, but the evil sword is aimed at the monster spirit, and the lethality caused by the ghost is really limited, and the ghost cut by the evil sword turned into a dark mist and retreated to the rear and quickly regained its shape, and pounced on me again, it could not be completely killed, and with the continuous use of the surrounding ghosts, I was also attacked by these evil ghosts many times, The injured area was directly covered with black scars, numb and itchy, and there was yin qi entrenched in it, which caused me a lot of trouble.

I can't help but think in my heart, it would be good if I had the soul destroying sword in the Eight Swords of King Yue by my side at this moment, it is said that as soon as the soul destroyer comes out, ten thousand ghosts retreat, it is the nemesis of the world's powerful ghosts, and it will definitely be able to exert terrifying power on this occasion.

"Senior brother, use your blood!"

Mu Yueting, who was behind the palace, suddenly said loudly, because of the battle with the ghosts, Mu Yueting's hair was scattered, and sweat kept rolling down her forehead, and I felt a little distressed when I saw it.

"You absorb the essence of Jiaolong, and the blood in your body carries pure yang qi, which has a miraculous effect on these yin spirits and ghosts." Mu Yueting added another sentence, and at the same time snorted, forcing several approaching ghosts to retreat.

I gritted my teeth, but the evil sword in my hand slashed across the palm of my left hand, and scarlet blood flowed through the sword, outlining strange curves on the sword.

Woohoo!

A demon pounced, her long hair tossed around, and her eyes released a scarlet gaze, which looked particularly terrifying. My eyes were cold, a sword pierced the sky, the dazzling blood-colored light bloomed, and the female ghost who was stabbed by me let out a scream, and half of her body was cut off by me, turning into green smoke and dissipating, never to be reunited.

Seeing this scene in front of me, my heart was relieved, and I rushed forward to kill with high spirits, and all the ghosts that stood in my way were crying and howling by the bloody sword in my hands, and it was difficult to resist.

Along the way, the obstacles have been reduced a lot, and the speed of our group is getting faster and faster, if it goes on like this, it won't be long before we can quickly break out of the encirclement and get out, but there has always been a shadow in my heart that is difficult to erase, and the little monk who seems to be extremely powerful will let us leave?

After more than ten minutes, the doubts in my heart were quickly explained, because as we continued to kill and retreat the ghosts, we were horrified to find that we were going around in a circle, and we returned to the place where we had met the little monk.

At the edge of the plank road, the rotting male corpse was still clearly visible, and the ghostly little monk was suspended in the air, looking at us with a smile on his face.

"Amitabha, donors, are you satisfied with this gift from the little monk?" The little monk spoke softly, if it weren't for the constantly rolling mist on his side, he would really look like a high-ranking monk, and as his words fell, the group of ghosts around him who were constantly attacking us also seemed to have been instructed to retreat.

I stood on the ground with my sword, panting heavily, the fight just now really tired me, Xia Yuanyang and others behind me were not much better, Zhuge Jun was even more sitting on the ground, his face was very white, and there was a black handprint on his neck, probably caught by the evil ghost.

I let out a long breath and asked loudly to the little monk, "What do you want to do by playing us like this?" ”

This is also the doubt that I have been haunting in my heart, this little monk can not only use the trick of pretending to be Xia Yuanyang to deceive us, but also can easily change the route we are traveling, and even drive countless evil ghosts, plus the Yin Qi of the Zhongyuan Festival 1 plus the home battle, with his strength, if he wants to kill us, it is a matter of minutes. But the way he looks at the moment is incomprehensible.

"Hehe, don't worry. Someone else is coming, let's talk about it together when everyone arrives. The little monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name again before he said slowly.

I was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction that the little monk said, and sure enough, there were bursts of voices.

"Brother Chu Mad brother, why do I think this line of heaven is different from the last time we came? It seems to be a lot more eerie. A slightly immature voice came, and the image of a teenager immediately appeared in my mind......