“… What with what? Aren't we in progress? ”

The second monk Song Yi was puzzled.

Wen Ning leaned into his ear and lowered his voice and said, "But there are eight people in the group, and one of them died many years ago. ”

Song Yi's body shook, and he silently scanned the surroundings, "How do you know?" ”

"Because ......"

Wen Ning inadvertently raised her eyes as she spoke, and her eyes deepened.

Song Yi, who hadn't waited for a long time, was like a cat scratching, he followed Wen Ning's line of sight, and could vaguely see a similar arc-shaped building made of mud tiles from the cracks in the trees.

Song Yi was surprised.

"Shh

Wen Ning's index finger is pressed to her lips and she makes a no-noise gesture.

"Mountains, islands, villagers, burials, Smile Game regular stacking buffs."

The corners of Song Yi's mouth twitched, "It seems that the villager Xijing that the old man said is referring to this, I really want to know what will happen to this road if the decibel exceeds a certain degree." ”

"But it's impossible to think about it, there's no way someone would be so stupid as to ignore the warning and shout, right?"

As soon as Song Yi spoke, someone walked towards him with a slap in the face without stopping for a second.

The screams were made by a successful middle-aged man in a suit, with a hair wax pooping out of the head of the plane, and pooping on a big belly.

The sound resounded throughout the mountain, stirring the birds that had rested among the trees to spread their wings and take off

The man sat on the ground, his fingers in front of him and his feet suspended in the air, wearing a hat on his head and carrying water on his shoulders.

The water-carrying wreck turned her head and stared at him with her almost shriveled eyes, swallowing without a trace, and grinning in what she thought was gentle.

Then several figures appeared around them.

The scene was extremely weird, and Director Huang was so frightened that he raised his hands high and rushed forward with his feet.

There were more and more ghosts around, beads of sweat slid down Wen Ning's forehead, and she saw the back of Huang Dao leaving and said secretly: Not good!

"Stop him!"

Wen Ning exclaimed.

Song Yi was the first to react, but he was one step late.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Huang Dao's head with a frightened expression rolled to the ground.

Live interpretation of the separation of human heads.

"Ouch! A little trick, Hugh is rampant! ”

Wen Ning, who was squeezed in the corner to avoid the invasion of the treacherous spirit, suddenly locked in the direction of the owner of the voice.

The old dog man with a bun is as good as his name, and he is as steady as an old dog when he is beaten by tricks.

He took out a prismatic card glowing with golden light from his pocket and slapped it on the ground vigorously, and the three formations were stacked layer by layer.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and only a beam of light fell from directly above Wen Laogou, and the diamond-like sparkling particles poured down like a galaxy.

At the same time as the special effects were full, all the surrounding ghosts were bounced away.

"Little girl, come quickly!"

Wen Ning stretched out her hand and ran towards Wen Dogdan, and her ankle was suddenly grabbed by a hand that came out of the dirt.

"Why is it always me who gets hurt!!"

With her excited scolding, she was dragged directly into the ground by this hand.

Her back fell to the ground heavily, Wen Ning let out a painful sound, and before she could recover her senses, the person was dragged by this hand and scurried underground.

During the period, including but not limited to a series of strange things such as hitting the roots of a tree, almost eating an earthworm, and staring at a fat bamboo rat.

[Ding Dong, congratulations to the player Wen Ning for getting a chance to draw cards from the gods, your embarrassment is my happiness!] The gods will always be watching over you. 】

[Please select 1, draw card immediately, 2, retain card draw (2/10)]

【Countdown 30S】

[Player Wen Ning, your choice is-]

As soon as Wen Ning's mouth opened, his mouth was filled with soil.

She could only raise her middle finger and despise this 'god' who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement.

[Okay, draw the card now!] 】

Vicky chose to interpret her middle finger as the number '1'.

Camellias bloom in the soil, and floating cards hit the lemon noodle door.

Before she could see the card hints, the man fell from a great height and hit the ground on his back.

Wen Ning lay on the ground and wailed, the cards on her face fell.

[Skill card: Ballet whip turn.]

Conditions of use: Have you ever seen the ballet Black Swan repertoire? That's right, all you have to do is it, and as long as you keep turning, you can always be invisible.

Number of uses: 1/1】

Lemon:( ́ཀ'」∠)

Internal injuries.

She got up and looked around, realizing that the place she was in was a cave.

The hand bones that dragged her into the ground were trotting in front of Wen Ning's eyes.

Wen Ning stepped on it, squatted down, and said viciously, "What do you want to do?" ”

The hand was gone, and it didn't move.

"Can't understand Chinese?"

Wen Ning's brows furrowed, and she clenched her left hand into a fist and coughed lightly twice to her lips, and changed her question.

"Ahem, what are you dripping to work, hayaku?"

Now there was a movement in its hand, and its five fingers made a motion like the waves of the sea tumbling up and down, and in a very riotous posture, it made a gesture of love.

Wen Ning was so frightened that she threw the white hand out directly.

"There is no future for bone love, go to you!"

The hand snapped and fell down the wall and fell apart, and stubbornly and unyieldingly stood up with the index finger that only connected the metacarpal bones, and re-assembled the scattered hand bones.

It didn't seem to understand Wen Ning's words, and carefully picked small flowers and handed them to Wen Ning.

"Alas~"

Hearing Wen Ning's sigh, her hand came to her eyes and pointed straight ahead, and then walked forward with small steps.

After walking a few steps, his hand found that Wen Ning hadn't followed and turned back to look at her suspiciously.

Such an obvious trap, will she be on it?

Wen Ning chuckled disdainfully.

Not only did she get on, but she also hated walking too slowly, grabbing the hand and letting it be used as a signpost.

Following the direction of his finger, Wen Ning finally came out of a small hole after turning around.

However, this small hole is not the way out, but the road that leads to another deep hole.

She stood at the entrance of the cave and looked up at the patio, where there was a coffin beneath it, wrapped in countless chains.

With Wen Ning's 5.2 vision, she could see that the chains were carved with dense and intricate runes.

The hand in her hand suddenly became agitated, and she struggled to fall and trotted all the way to the coffin.

Wen Ning adhered to the core concept of coming and coming, found a ladder fixed on the cliff wall on only one side of the side, and slowly walked towards the central coffin.

At a closer look, the coffin was also covered with dense runes.

After she looked around the coffin, there were also runes on the stone platform below the coffin.

Wen Ning looked closer, and observed that the circular stone platform was divided into eight parts, and the dividing line extended all the way.

She looked at the place at her feet, her pupils constricted, it was an altar.

Suddenly, the coffin that was trapped by iron chains moved, a white hand was on the edge of the coffin, and the red nails were shining, so frightened that Wen Ning didn't dare to breathe.

Jingle bell~

A crisp bell rang.

The golden headdress was the first to be exposed to the air.

Wen Ling took a step back.

And the white bone hand jumped directly and fell into the coffin.

"Oh, where did the thing come from dare to disturb the old lady out of the coffin?"

The lid of the coffin closed suddenly, and the sound of scolding was heard in Wen Ning's ears.

For a moment, Wen Ning felt that it was not terrible

"Oh, it's my hand, that's fine."