Sand......

Rustling......

The wind blew quietly, the leaves rubbed gently, and a wolf howl faintly came from the distance, as if telling the fierce scene in the distance.

But here, the surroundings are quiet and peaceful, and the silence is incomparable, even quieter than during the day.

In the darkness, several inconspicuous tents were pitched in dry positions. The group took turns keeping vigil in it, preparing to spend the night.

They didn't light a fire, they didn't find dry wood around, and it wasn't easy to start a fire. And no one knows if there will be problems with ignition here, after all, there are some animals that are phototaxitous. No one wants to be targeted by the monsters here.

Bassoon sat on the drier stone and moved his shoulders uncomfortably.

This foggy environment, even if it is dry and limited, is still dominated by humidity, which makes people uncomfortable.

But these are not the main factors.

He looked around, and the environment was so quiet and dark that he felt a faint sense of fear in his heart. What's more, Carl's words during the day have been haunting his heart - the footsteps of the eighth and ninth people!

Ghosts? Immortal? Monster?

Thinking of the secret art of Nanyang, thinking of the people he saw who died under those secret arts, Bassoon couldn't help but feel a fear in his heart.

He knew that he shouldn't think about it, and subconsciously dispelled the thoughts in his mind. But the more this happened, the more complicated the distractions in his mind became, and he had to take a big breath of cold air to calm himself down.

Syllable!

A crisp voice sounded behind him, and a heavy force appeared on his shoulder, Bassoon's whole body was excited, and he felt a little relieved after feeling that strength, but the anger in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, he quickly turned his head and scolded angrily: "Do you know, people are scary......

The sound stopped abruptly.

Bassoon's hands trembled, and a look of fear appeared in his pupils.

Behind him, there was no one, no one.

"How is that possible! I just felt a slap in the shoulder! Do you say ......"

Is it really a ghost?

"No, no, they all said that there are no ghosts in this world...... Was the slap on my mind, or maybe it was bird droppings falling from a height or something? ”

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and reached out to touch the shoulder that he remembered being patted. A slippery feeling suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and his heart relaxed, and he moved his fingers to his eyes:

"I knew it was fake, it was just bird droppings......"

Halfway through his thoughts, Bassoon's pupils suddenly contracted, and the look in his eyes that looked at his palms became terrified.

It did smear something, but it wasn't bird droppings as he imagined.

Rather, a reddish liquid.

Blood! It's blood!

Bassoon's pupils dilated, his breathing thickened, the mist he inhaled was more understood, and his trembling hand immediately wiped his shoulders again and brought it to his eyes, still the red, the blood, and the color that made him terrified!

Ghost! It's definitely haunted!

He was about to shout to inform everyone, but at this moment, he was horrified to find that he couldn't make a sound in his throat!

No...... The low ho-ho sound can still come out, but that's about it.

He was able to open and close his mouth, but not a normal word came out of his mouth.

Ghost! It's definitely a goblin that has sealed my ability to speak! I'm going to run to the tent!

Trembling with fear, Bassoon struggled to get to the tent for help. But he found that his feet had become extremely heavy, and it was many times more difficult than before he did not take a step, as if he had been filled with lead.

If you want to get to the tent, you don't know how much effort it will take.

"No...... I can still remind them, I can wake them up to save me! ”

Under the fear, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he immediately took out the short knife on his waist and threw it fiercely towards the boulder not far away!

However, the short knife that had been thrown with all his strength slowly slowed down in his eyes from the initial swiftness, and when it was time to hit the stone, the short knife hovered in mid-air, only a few centimeters away from the boulder.

But the distance of a few centimeters is like a moat, hovering there quietly, motionless.

It's as if you've been caught by an invisible force.

Ghost! There are definitely ghosts!

Bassoon only felt that his brain was buzzing, and the sound of electricity came out of his ears, and everything in front of him became blurred, and his body began to sway uncontrollably, as if someone else was manipulating his body.

The body danced uncontrollably, the brain became more and more dizzy, the consciousness became more and more blurred, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and gradually closed.

………………………………

Ling Xiaozi's words made Zhuang Yuliang and the others a little embarrassed, but Zhuang Yushan calmly took a step forward and said to Ling Xiaozi and the others: "Of course, Abba will not lie in this regard......"

"That being the case, that is to say, the brighter the fire at night, the closer to the treasure location, the closer to our goal."

Professor Zhao was thoughtful on the side, and looked at Jiang Xian and the others with burning eyes: "Mr. Jiang, during the day, we can only look for possible paths aimlessly, but at night, we have specific goals. ”

"In that case, why don't we walk at night?"

"Anyway, most monsters are afraid of fire, and the danger is not necessarily higher than in the daytime."

Song Feng next to him chuckled in his heart, although the cold wind was blowing at night, his forehead was faintly sweating.

"Professor Zhao, this is too dangerous." Jiang Xian frowned slightly: "You were there when Senior Zhuang said it at that time, the swarms of bats and the ghost towns at night were extremely dangerous. And now that it has undergone changes, it is unknown what dangers there will be. ”

"There are some beasts that are afraid of the light, but you're only saying most."

"If you meet those who are not afraid...... It's okay for us people to say, you and Song Feng, I'm afraid it's really dangerous. ”

"I don't have a problem." Professor Zhao shook his head: "Long before I came here, I put life and death out of the way. Song Feng wants to come the same, and if he is afraid, it is better to stay here, and when we find a place, he will follow him during the day. ”

"However, the firewood here may not be able to support burning for that long."

"In that case, it's even more dangerous for him to stay here."

Song Feng lowered his head, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he wanted to scold, and even more complained about himself, why was he blinded by lard in the first place, and he had to follow with all his heart?

Isn't it fragrant to blow the air conditioner in the research institute and eat ice cream rice noodles?

Why can't you think about it?

"Actually, it may not be ......" Jiang Xian shook his head: "After all, there are insects and snake-repellent powder that we have sprinkled around here, and these prepared by Zhuang seniors have the effect of driving away most beasts and the like." It should be safer here. ”

"If we move forward, we will almost certainly run into those beasts, in his current state......"

Although the latter words were not spoken, which of the people present could not hear them?

Song Feng's expression was uncertain and hesitant, and he didn't know how to choose. Whether he left or stayed, he was in a dangerous state.

"In that case...... Let's let him stay here. Professor Zhao's face relaxed, looked at Song Feng and said, "You heard what Mr. Jiang said just now, it's relatively safer to rest here, you ......"

"Whew——!"

"Roar ——!"

Professor Zhao's words were interrupted by the sound of a wolf howling ape, and the sound of one after another kept approaching, like rolling thunder in the sky.

Song Feng, who was still hesitating, suddenly became excited, and when they left, could he really live safely here? Are you kidding!

The old man in Dulong Village was in danger! Haven't your little arms and legs been torn apart by those monsters?

Not to mention that there was not enough dry firewood here for him to last until dawn, and even if it was, he couldn't bet on the result of exposing himself alone in this open area.

What if, those monsters who are not afraid of fire come?

"I'll go with you!" Song Feng gritted his teeth and said to Professor Zhao, Jiang Xian and the others: "I can hold on, although my body is a little drowsy during the day, but at this time I am more energetic and in better condition than before." ”

"Definitely not going to drag you down."

Jiang Xian looked at him, and nodded after a moment: "Since you have this determination, then it's good, pack your tent and get ready to go." ”

Zhuang Yuliang and the three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Song Fengshen can't see it in the game, but how can they not tell the difference?

Jiang Xian and Professor Zhao are clearly playing a trick for Song Feng!

At first glance, there was nothing in those words, but when I thought about it, almost every sentence fell on Song Feng's heart. With his current situation, he will inevitably be in chaos, although I don't know what this person's personality is, but most people will subconsciously gather in the group in this situation.

Looking at the answer now, it is true.

But, why?

Song Feng is just a student, they are a team leader, a professor, targeting this student......

Zhuang Yushan's mind was full of thoughts, constantly flashing, and he looked at Song Feng thoughtfully, could it be that he had something else, an identity that we didn't know?

They packed up their tents, took a torch from the fire, extinguished the rest of the firewood, and took it with them.

After checking their respective things, Zhuang Yuliang and the others identified the next direction and began to move forward in the dark.

The fog was thicker at night, and the light of the lit torches was pressed very low by the mist, and the fog deepened little by little in the direction they were heading. After walking for a while, Zhuang Yushan looked at the light on the torch, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although the light of the fire was suppressed by the fog, it had always remained at a limit, and the light was even stronger than some flashlights, not as faint as he thought, let alone extinguished.

"If I'm not mistaken, that Mr. Jiang took out a can of oil when he lit the fire, poured some on it......"

Thoughts flashed through his mind: "Could it be that this is the mountain and sea, or the secret lamp oil of Longhu Mountain?" ”

"These great sects that have been inherited for thousands of years are really not simple."

When he was secretly sighing, his ears suddenly moved, and his footline stopped instantly.

Not only him, but Zhuang Yuliang, Zhuang Yuling, Jiang Xian, Ling Xiaozi and others all stopped together at this moment. Their eyes look in all directions, staring at every corner around them.

In the past, they all had the feeling of being spied on!