Chapter 162: Crying
"If there are ghosts, do you have any experience dealing with ghosts?"
Qin Hanmin couldn't help but tighten his heart when he saw this posture, and said to Su Wen in a low voice.
His cultivation is extremely strong, but he has never dealt with ghosts, and he has already believed in Su Wen's inferences in his heart for seven or eight points.
"Pretty much."
Su Wen nodded.
Ghost things are a trouble for people who have no means of restraint, but for Su Wen who has mastered the thunder method, even the ghosts of the Yang Realm dare not approach him.
Lei Dao's restraint on ghosts is too strong.
"You go in first! We're following! ”
Wu Junsheng pointed at Su Wen and ordered, his eyes were pressing, and he wanted him to be cannon fodder in front of him.
"He's only in the early stage of the Netherworld!"
Qin Hanmin couldn't help but say, his eyes were cold, this surnamed Wu's mind is really poisonous!
"Didn't he say there were ghosts here? Naturally, he had to take the lead. ”
Wu Jun said as a matter of course, his eyes sneering.
It's just a guy from a small country, where would he care about Su Wen's life or death, it should be the honor of the other party to become Zhou Ling'er's cannon fodder.
If their news reaches the Great Xia Kingdom, those so-called young Tianjiao are estimated to rush over and be willing to be cannon fodder.
You must know that if you climb the high branch of the great country Lanling King, it is not an exaggeration to say that you will soar into the sky, how many people dream of it!
"Brother Hermes-Epitek, don't be nosy."
Tie Guangling pressed Qin Hanmin's shoulder and said with a smile.
"You guys!"
When Qin Hanmin saw the indifferent eyes of the three of them, his heart was full of anger and sadness.
His status in the Great Xia Kingdom was transcendent, and the emperor did not dare to offend him at will.
But in the Great Country of Heavenly Fortune, his status is still inferior, mainly because Zhou Ling'er's status is too high.
Moreover, there may be Nirvana Realm powerhouses around her, and resisting will not end well.
"It's okay, since you're using me as cannon fodder, you have to keep up."
Su Wen smiled lightly, not wanting to make it difficult for Qin Hanmin, so he pressed his shoulder, and then strode towards the valley.
Qin Hanmin was stunned for a moment, and he was helpless in his heart, so he had to keep up, and at the same time be vigilant around, if there was a slight accident, he would take Su Wen and escape.
This hellish place is a bit overdone.
"It's not too stupid!"
When Wu Junsheng saw Su Wen's interest, he thought that the other party was scared, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
If the other party does not cooperate, he really uses strong means to force the other party to cooperate!
Next, Wu Junsheng and Tie Guangling protected the barbarian girl in the middle and entered the fog vigilantly.
"Here...... Extreme Yin Land, what that kid said is really right, could it be that the Eagle King really buried himself here? Want to cultivate the Corpse Dao? Or is it just a coincidence? ”
The gray-robed old man stood in the void, frowning and staring at the dense fog in front of him, a little surprised.
He doesn't know much about the Eagle King, it was hundreds of years ago, and it only exists in the official history and the wild history.
"That's it, even if he succeeds in transforming the corpse path all the way, he can only start from scratch, and he is no longer the commanding Eagle King hundreds of years ago!"
Thinking of this, the gray-robed old man sneered and walked into the mist.
In the fog, it was hazy.
Rao is the extremely strong eyesight of Qin Hanmin's Yang Realm cultivation, and he can only see clearly within a radius of ten meters, and no matter how far away, it is too blurry, and it is white.
The fog rolled, and in the haze, something seemed to stir, eerie and eerie.
Su Wen strode forward, his eyes flashing, and he sensed carefully.
His eyesight was not as strong as the peak of the Yang Realm, but his sixth sense was eighteen streets away.
Because of the god-king body, his sixth sense, that is, the sense of god, is extremely strong, mainly acting on the perception of danger and special breaths, such as when he spied out the hiding place of the gray-robed old man.
"Woo woo woo ......"
I don't know how long I walked, but there was a faint crying sound, faintly, and the sound was dense.
"How...... What's going on?! ”
In an instant, except for Su Wen, the rest of the people had their scalps blown up and looked around.
Among them, the barbarian girl was even more pale, like a frightened rabbit, and suddenly hid behind Wu Junsheng, her eyes full of horror.
"There's a hell of a ghost here!"
They were cold, their scalps tingled, and a sense of fear came over them.
This has nothing to do with cultivation, I grew up listening to ghost stories when I was a child, and I didn't see this kind of ghosts, so I was naturally afraid in my heart.
"Brother Su, what's going on?"
Qin Hanmin's face also changed, and he was vigilant all around.
Hearing this, the eyes of the three barbarian women also looked at each other, and their eyes vibrate.
They never expected that what Su Wen said was true!
There's a ghost here!
At this moment, the three of them didn't dare to ignore Su Wen, and the other party's status in their hearts was raised layer by layer.
Being able to guess that there are ghosts here from a long distance indicates that there is some experience.
They don't have the slightest experience in dealing with ghosts, and there are not many records of the Heavenly Fortune Kingdom, and there are too few ghosts.
"There's a ghost, what else can happen?"
Su Wen shrugged, looking indifferent.
"Why didn't I see it? You must have deliberately made a move to scare me, didn't you? ”
The barbarian woman's voice trembled a little, and she subconsciously asked.
At this moment, she hoped that Su Wen was scared, not real.
"Scaring you? Why don't you go and see it together? ”
Su Wen was a little funny, and shook his head slightly, this girl has a strong background.
He didn't understand, how could a person at the level of King Lanling raise such a waste county lord?
The character of the heart is extremely poor, and the means and rhetoric of killing people are one set after another.
"Boy, hurry up and take us to the Eagle King's tomb, you don't have to worry about the rest! If there are really ghosts, I'll deal with them myself! I still don't believe it! ”
Tie Guangling frowned, he was aroused by blood, his blood was surging, and he shouted coldly.
Seeing this, Su Wen didn't bother to talk nonsense and strode forward.
A few people followed, but their nerves were completely tense, for fear that something would suddenly appear next to them.
As we went on, the crying grew louder and louder, until finally, everyone even felt as if someone was crying in their ears.
"Where did that sound come from?"
Tie Guangling's forehead was beating wildly, and he was a little irritable.
On the other hand, the barbarian girl is even more afraid.
"Here we are."
Su Wen stopped suddenly, and then opened his body expressionlessly.
Subsequently.
The scalps of the crowd went numb.
But in the fog ahead, a group of men and women wearing mourning clothes and hats knelt on the ground, crying on their backs, white silk fluttering, white flags fluttering, and pieces of paper money fell from the sky and fell to the ground.
"Woo woo woo ......"
The voice was miserable and miserable, but there was no anger at all, and a group of people knelt there, full of weirdness and gloom.
The ghostly atmosphere was strong, the wind was gusting, everyone was hairy, and a chill rose in their hearts.
The crowd looked in the direction in which they knelt.
There are no graves and no headstones.
There is only a pitch black coffin!