The ghost mountain is very quiet, so even when I was talking to Uncle Ghost, this small voice was infinitely amplified and became very obvious under this silence.

Uncle Ghost's face instantly showed a look of vigilance.

My heart was lifted at the same time.

It sounded like something stepping on a weed.

Getting closer.

"Ghost boy, I can catch up with you."

The old drunkard came to us panting.

Uncle Ghost and I looked at each other, and there was no doubt that we both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Old drunkard, is it really here?

Is this really an old drunkard?

I looked at the old drunkard who suddenly appeared, subconsciously took a step back, and at the same time held the soul suppression rope tightly, as long as I was sure that the old drunkard in front of me was fake, I would not hesitate to make a move.

Uncle Ghost was still calm, or seeing that I was hiding behind him, he walked up to the old drunkard.

"Who are you?"

The old drunkard glared at Uncle Ghost.

"Who do you think I am, old man?"

Uncle Ghost frowned slightly.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

When Uncle Ghost said this, I saw that he also held the Soul Suppression Rope silently in his hand.

The old drunkard waved his hand when he heard this, and said, "That's what I said." ”

"But I'm still a little relieved, old man."

"You kid, I grew up watching, in case something really happens......"

The old drunkard sighed, "Anyway, I'm already half-cut into the ground, so it's nothing to accompany you on a journey." ”

"It's just the two of you."

When the old drunkard said this, he glared at me again like Uncle Ghost, "Are you deaf?" ”

"Old man, I've been shouting at you for a long time, and I don't know how to stop and wait?"

Hearing this, Uncle Ghost glanced at me.

I didn't speak, for I couldn't tell if the old drunkard was the old drunkard in front of me, because what he said didn't sound flawed.

At least I didn't hear it.

Uncle Ghost should be the same.

After being silent for a while, his hand was removed from the soul suppression rope, and then he looked at the old drunkard with a solemn expression and said, "This ghost mountain is dangerous, you shouldn't take this risk." ”

The old drunkard waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "It's all here, you can't go any further, right?" ”

"I'm lucky, old man, I didn't encounter any danger along the way, but it may not be possible to go down."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Uncle Ghost still had a little hesitation on his face, but seeing that the old drunkard had already taken the lead in going up the mountain, he had no choice but to follow.

I'm still following Uncle Ghost.

I don't know why, but I always feel as if something is wrong when I look at the old drunkard at the front, but I just can't see it.

I whispered, "Uncle Ghost, are you sure he's really an old drunkard?" ”

Uncle Ghost shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not sure either." ”

"But there shouldn't be anything wrong with that."

"The souls generated by resentment in this ghost mountain should not have such a great ability to disguise themselves so real."

"Okay." I nodded, and my hanging heart sank slightly.

I don't really believe that a real soul can pretend to be so real.

Unless it's the city god here.

At that time, I was in Niang'er Village, and the city god of Niang'er Village deceived me by pretending to be an old smoker.

But I still deny the idea.

I don't think it's necessary for this Spirit Village City God.

After all, we are going to the City God Temple.

So although I still felt that something was wrong in my heart, I didn't think much about it, and continued to walk up the mountain with Uncle Ghost and the old drunkard.

Strangely, the rest of the road went surprisingly smoothly.

We didn't encounter the danger that Uncle Ghost said.

This made me wonder a little.

I asked Uncle Ghost, "Didn't you say that Ghost Mountain is dangerous?" ”

"Why haven't we met anything?"

Hearing my question, Uncle Ghost shook his head.

Obviously, he didn't expect this either.

But he didn't let his guard down because of this, and he always clung to the soul suppression rope and the corpse scythe.

I looked at it and didn't ask any more questions.

Thinking about taking one step at a time and looking at one step at a time.

I really didn't encounter danger, and I was happy to relax.

Soon I saw a temple, looming in the darkness, giving a sense of depth and depth.

Not surprisingly, it is the City God Temple.

Uncle Ghost and I quickened our pace at the same time, but the old drunkard suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at us, his brow furrowed slightly.

He didn't speak, but pointed to a place that was only a few meters away from us, and I looked over and my eyelids jumped.

I saw a tomb.

In front of the tombstone, there seemed to be a kneeling figure.

There was a fire next to the figure, and he was throwing something like paper money into it.

Person?

I subconsciously looked at Uncle Ghost.

Uncle Ghost has also held the Soul Suppression Rope in his hand.

"No one has been up the mountain for some years."

"You're from Fengling Village?"

Before we could move, the figure kneeling in front of the grave had already stood up.

It's a rickety old woman.

She turned to look at us, and in the light of the fire, I saw a pair of white eyes.

Another blind old man?

I was stunned for a moment.

But soon I felt something was wrong again.

For though she looked blind, she seemed to be able to see the three of us, and she let out a cry of surprise as her white eyes swept over us.

"There are actually two village guards in Fengling Village?"

"No...... right"

She shook her head and muttered to herself, her white eyes falling on mine.

I got goosebumps all over my body, and I just felt my scalp tingle.

At this time, the old drunkard suddenly spoke: "You are the temple keeper of this City God Temple?" ”

Temple keepers?

I'm a little confused.

Uncle Ghost seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became strange.

The old woman glanced at the old drunkard, then turned to look at the tomb again.

Only then did I notice that there were two words written on the tombstone of the tomb at this time.

City God!

The tomb of the City God?

Seeing these two words, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my back.

I've heard Uncle Ghost say before that there is a problem with the city god in Fengling Village, could it be that he is dead?

But the old drunkard and the ghost uncle seemed to understand what the old woman meant, and at the same time they walked to the old woman's side and knelt down.

The old woman smiled and handed them the paper money, then glanced at me.

I couldn't help but shudder at this glance, and I didn't hesitate any longer, and knelt to the side.

The old woman seemed to be satisfied, and handed me a stack of paper money.

I was full of doubts about the results of paper money.

An abnormal cold also surged over the moment I touched the stack of paper money, which made me shiver and subconsciously threw the paper money out.

The old woman snorted coldly, and I quickly retracted the movement of my hand.

The old woman smiled with satisfaction.

This sound gave me goosebumps all over my body.

The subconscious tells me that this old woman is not simple.

But neither Uncle Ghost nor the Old Smoker said anything, and although I wanted to ask, I held back.