Listen carefully, this sound is more like the sound of Yangge in the Northeast, which is even more outrageous, who can twist Yangge in the underworld?

I looked at the white-clothed ghost suspiciously, she was also hit hard by this blow, and asked slowly, "Where is this?" ”

Where is this? I want to know, too.

I looked at her and pointed forward, "Let's go, just take a look." ”

What is certain now is that this voice came from the other side of the barren mountain.

The mountain is not steep, nor is it very high, it didn't take much effort to run up, standing on the top of the mountain, I saw a group of ghosts wearing red and green at the foot of the mountain, they danced red silk in their hands, rhythmically stepped on the drums, and walked the steps of the Northeast Yangge, twisting their bodies happily.

This picture should be peaceful and joyful, but in this place, it seems particularly strange.

It occurred to me that there was a place where I could see the picture in front of me!

This place is the sixth station of the underworld, Wild Ghost Village.

So I was blown to the Wild Ghost Village by the Yin Wind? Isn't that a coincidence?

I wanted to sleep, someone handed me a pillow, I was worried that I couldn't get in, and once again I ran into Zhong Kui catching ghosts, and the monstrous wind set off blew me over from the bridge by mistake.

God help me!

I'd like to believe it's a good start!

But believe in it, the place of Wild Ghost Village is no less dangerous than the ghost town of Xudu.

Ordinary people may not understand, isn't the underworld a place of supernatural ghosts? How can there be wild ghosts in this place?

In fact, there are not only wild ghosts here, but also the ferocity is far from being comparable to the ghosts that wander in the world.

The reason why they can't be reincarnated is not because of how much evil they have done, but because they have been bitten and attacked in Vicious Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain.

After death, the body returns to the world, and the seven souls and six spirits return to the heavens, either into the underworld or into the immortal palace.

If you enter the underworld, everyone will have to walk in the Evil Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain. The evil dog eats souls, the golden rooster pecks at the soul, and the seven souls and six spirits that are already unstable become incomplete in the crazy bite.

And these incomplete souls are the permanent residents of Wild Ghost Village.

They don't have any mind, they do things on instinct, and their instinct is endless resentment.

In other words, there is a group of crazy people living in the village of wild ghosts.

This group of crazy people has a common hobby - they like new customers.

They hate reincarnation, and even more hate the ghosts that have successfully crossed the Vicious Dog Ridge, and if they meet them, they will tear them apart with great excitement.

It's a bit difficult to sneak out of the noses of a group of disgruntled madmen.

I dragged the white-clothed ghost and whispered, "You will follow me for a while, this group of ghosts in front of you is not easy to mess with." ”

The ghost in white pouted: "Everyone is a ghost, no one is much better than anyone, what else do they want to do?" ”

I smiled wryly, after all, I was young.

Where there are people, there is strife, and where there are demons, so it is.

I said solemnly, "If you are caught by them, you will not even be qualified to go to hell!" ”

Seeing that my expression was solemn, the white-clothed ghost shrank his neck and put away his indifferent expression.

I dragged her along the side of the road as much as I could, not coming into direct contact with the ghosts, but I was underestimating the number of inhabitants in the village.

As soon as I walked down the hill, I saw a T-junction, with the main road on my left and an inaccessible trail on my right.

Is the big road really safer than the side road?

Not necessarily!

I thought about it carefully and chose the trail anyway.

Along the way, I looked around vigilantly, not even daring to breathe, for fear that the yang breath would disturb the place.

Behind him is the main road, and it is also the place where the wild ghosts sing and dance.

Out of human instinct, I was always afraid of the group of ghosts behind me, and I always felt a cool breeze swishing on my back.

I turned around and whispered, "Look ahead, I'll stare behind." ”

In this way, one person and one ghost, one positive and one negative, shoulder to shoulder, follow the trend on this road full of positions.

Suddenly, I tripped over something on my heel, and I was unsteady on my feet and almost fell.

I quickly turned around and looked at the ground.

In the midst of the dirt, there was a mutilated soul, which was kicked by me at this moment, and its body was slow, and its eyes were wooden.

I asked, a little angrily, "Won't I let you look ahead?" Why don't you look at it? ”

The white-clothed ghost was a little aggrieved: "I just stepped over, and before I could remind you, you stepped on it, what can I do." ”

I looked down at the distance between the two of us, and I didn't blame her.

The white-clothed ghost said with resentment: "The place is so big, you just lie here, I hate it to death!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his foot and was about to kick, but I grabbed him.