Chapter 212: Night Walk of a Hundred Ghosts (2)

"Whew-"

The evening breeze whispered like a murmur in the middle of the night, casting a veil of extreme tranquility over the weak water river at that time.

The water murmured, the water swelled, and in the reflection of the moonlight, the whole azure reflected the sparkling silver. Just hope for it, and it will perish.

"Sasa-Sa-"

It was as if everything was just a silent picture, but at this moment, the sound of a gust of wind grinding against the sand and gravel broke the silence in the weak waters.

Like a group of snakes attacking, the abrupt and uninterrupted friction sound, very strange, poked out of the gap in the dense fog enchantment. Invisible, but noticeable.

"Shhhh

Seeing that Xiao Bao and the others were a little shrunken, Meng Qi's slender index finger stood on his lips, stopping the sound of several people's reckless movements.

With his hands slightly together, he held a bright red flower on the other side, and lightly lifted his steps, along the blue weak water river in the night, Meng Qi slowly walked towards the entrance of the enchantment.

"Welcome to the weak watersβ€”"

Snap Tower –

The butterfly's wings flickered, and the royal blue phantom light instantly illuminated the dark night. And Xiaobao, who saw the scene in front of him clearly because of the phantom light, covered their mouths in horror, trying to keep themselves from making any sound.

Among them, the cow stamen, who has never been in contact with the Yin Ghost since he was a child, has an even more pale face at this time.

The decapitated, the eyeless, the armless, the legless...... All kinds of evil appearances before death, countless tragically dead yin ghosts, at this time, under the guidance of the phantom demon butterfly, each yin ghost stopped in front of Meng Qi without interfering with each other, and looked at the kind old woman standing quietly among the flowers by the water.

Snap Tower –

"Where is this?"

"Why am I here?"

"Are you a god?"

"Are you the guide of the underworld?"

"Old woman, can you take me home?"

……

It's different, but it means roughly the same.

Meng Qi looked at the yin ghost in front of her who kept asking her questions, and her heart, for a moment, couldn't help but panic a little. After being silent for a long time, Meng Qi calmed down again, manipulated the illusion butterfly, and carefully maintained her illusion image at the moment with the illusion mantra taught by Li Muyu.

Now in the weak waters, there are many, many Yin ghosts gathered.

If you look at it from the perspective of Meng Qi and the others, the scene in front of you is that all the yin ghosts are lined up in a very orderly manner. Moreover, in front of each Yin Ghost, there will be a Phantom Demon Butterfly, fluttering its wings, constantly enveloping the mirage in the butterfly's wings over the Yin Ghost led by them.

The enchantment is opened, and the hundred ghosts walk at night. Because of the fragrance of the flowers on the other side, many yin ghosts in Lingzhou who were about to disperse unconsciously floated along the water area to the periphery of the enchantment of the weak water.

Subsequently, due to the guidance of the phantom butterfly, the yin ghosts attracted by the fragrance of flowers on the other side entered the weak waters in a very orderly manner.

Moreover, after they entered the weak waters, due to the illusionary effect of the Phantom Butterfly, all the Yin Ghosts could not see anything around them at all.

Whether it is the weak water or the yin ghosts of other peers, in their perception, it is always chaos hidden by illusion.

Whether it was what they saw or heard, even the path under their feet was strictly limited by the illusion of the magic butterfly. Therefore, in the eyes of Meng Qi and the others, these Yin Ghosts were also in good order, and they did not have much impact on the weak waters.

However, if they look at it from the perspective of these yin ghosts, all they can see is the road under their feet, and at the end of the road, a fairy old woman with a kind appearance and a peaceful breath standing quietly among the flowers on the other side.

And the reason why Meng Qi appeared in front of the ghosts in the image of a kind old woman was to suppress the fear in the hearts of these yin ghosts not long after their deaths; On the other hand, he was also afraid that Meng Qi's appearance would be too eye-catching, which would make these yin ghosts of different races and identities different before their deaths think about it and cause trouble in vain.

"Who are you?"

Faced with the question that was asked the most times, Meng Qi smiled kindly, looked at these frightened yin ghosts in front of him with the most peaceful eyes, and said in a kind voice: "My surname is Meng, and I am the guide of the underworld. I was entrusted by the weak river to cross you home. ”

"Home? Granny Meng, you said you could take us home? ”

Looking at Meng Qi's words and deeds, for some reason, the group of yin ghosts who were originally frightened and confused, after hearing Meng Qi's words, an indescribable peace of mind rose in their hearts.

It was as if the strange old woman in front of her was not an outsider, but their dearest.

"Up."

The two hands were gently held forward, and suddenly, countless scarlet stamens floated beside Meng Qi with a gust of wind.

Sweet and sweet, smiling kindly, between the eye waves, one after another scarlet flowers like blood, with the breeze, one by one by the phantom butterfly in the air, and then by the phantom butterfly, handed to the hand of the yin ghost who was responsible for guiding the way.

"Forget the world, forsake your worries, eat it, and you will return to where you belong."

"Where should I go......"

or crying, or making trouble; Or quiet, or sad. Meng Qi looked at the various faces of the ghosts in front of him, and in the face of their endless questions, Meng Qi just pursed his lips, smiled, and quietly looked ahead. It's like a kind and gentle old woman, looking at her relatives. It's reassuring, but it's not reassuring.

"You're lying! You're not trying to take me home at all! You are a devil! Devil! I won't go with you! I'm leaving! I want to live! ”

After a long period of turmoil, some people, according to Meng Qi's words, swallowed the flowers handed down by the Phantom Butterfly; And some people, as if suddenly awakened from the state of chaos after death, their eyes were red, and their mouths murmured, as if they had fallen into endless madness, trying to escape from the illusion range of the phantom butterfly and flee beyond the barrier.

"Bastard Aya, go!"

The red shadow flashed, and just as the few uncooperative Yin Ghosts were about to escape from the dense fog enchantment, Chaotian Aya, who had been shining in the air, rushed down directly, turned into a cyan hurricane, tied up those Yin Ghosts who wanted to escape one by one, and then threw them into the formation set up by Niu Rui and Ah Man to suppress the Yin Ghosts.

"Watch them, don't let them escape."

Receiving Meng Qi's voice, Ah Man and Niu Rui nodded, clenching the trapped array flag in their hands, not daring to let their state appear any worse.

"Sealed."

Now, a group of ghosts are pouring into the weak waters, and when the task given by Li Muyu has not been completed, Meng Qi will definitely not allow those yin ghosts who have already entered the weak waters once to escape again.

This was not only for the mission, but also for Meng Qi to prevent these crazy Yin Ghosts from causing any negative impact on the weak waters.