The moment it got dark, there was actually a little commotion in the procession.

When the wind blew, a hand stretched out out of thin air and put it on the shoulder of one person at the back of the group.

The man couldn't help it, and subconsciously glanced back.

What did he see?

No one knew, but the moment he turned back, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he pulled his throat and shouted heartbreakingly: "Ah——! ”

Terrifying cries rang out at the back of the line, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

Although the dart master of the Sitong Dart Bureau has just been reminded, don't look back, don't talk, don't pay attention to whoever shouts, and you can't go into the mountain to rush forward in one breath......

However, human instinct is not simply controllable, some people just lack willpower, even if they know it in their hearts, they still can't help but make mistakes in their behavior.

One scream led to more screams, and in the chaos, panicked people began to run wildly.

Under the dark sky, the dart flag hunted and moved in the cold wind, and the dart masters and executioners of the Sitong Dart Bureau protected their darts-

What darts? It is a few wealthy families who have delivered a large amount of gold, silver and treasures.

These men urged their mounts ahead, drove their horses, and galloped forward without stopping.

The head of the dart was swollen with blood and blood, like wolf smoke rising, holding a spear in one hand, the tip of the spear flickering coldly, and in the other hand, he actually held a slender white candle.

The top of this slender white candle has a little flame the size of a pea and burns faintly, and when everyone is running, the wind shakes and moves, and the fire on the top of the white candle also sways with the wind, as if it can be extinguished at any time!

A panic began to spread through the ranks, and it was inevitable.

Some of them disobeyed the warnings of the dart masters in the confusion, and were forced into the mountains by some indescribable feeling of horror, which is indescribable.

And Song Ciwan, who was in the carriage, opened the curtain in front of him, only to see Yu Lin sitting on the wheel with muscles bulging all over his body, and the brown horse pulling the carriage was about to deviate from the direction!

Yu Lin didn't realize it, he firmly remembered the words of the dart masters, he couldn't turn back, he couldn't shout, he couldn't enter the mountain and rushed forward in one breath.

He did, and he did it.

There were all kinds of chaotic sounds ringing in his ears, it seemed that someone was screaming and screaming, and it seemed that there was an inexplicable voice crying faintly, muttering in a low voice, as if a pair of gentle hands were dragging him, and a sweet voice shouted to him: "Come on, Lang Jun, come here......"

Yu Lin was full of blood and blood, but he just closed his mouth tightly and ignored everything.

However, in a hazy way, two roads appeared in front of him, one straight forward, and the other road branched off to the left.

Yu Lin's face was red and dizzy, and his whole body was hot, so he whipped his horse and galloped forward without thinking about it.

Herod –

The horses screamed and galloped.

Yu Lin didn't notice that the direction had begun to deviate after the horse barked.

He thought the carriage was still galloping forward, but in fact it was rushing towards the nearby hill!

Between the lightning and flint, Song Ciwan raised his hand and flicked it, and the qi control technique worked out, and a wisp of finger wind flicked on the horse's head.

The horse was in pain, and involuntarily raised his front hooves and turned back to the right direction.

Song Ciwan moved his fingers again and pinched the trick gently.

A ray of blazing flame and the fire of the Heart Sutra with the true fire of Samadhi shot out immediately, and the flames stretched out in the air like a red ribbon.

There was a burning sound in the air, and there was a faint, indescribably indescribable scream.

Yu Lin woke up suddenly, and subconsciously opened his mouth to shout.

Another wisp of breath gently touched Lin's throat, and Yu Lin's shout was forced to swallow back into his throat.

He closed his mouth tightly at the moment, but a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The wheels rolled, the convoy galloped, and Yu Lin drove the carriage back to the right path, he no longer dared to listen to the sounds around him, but just held the reins and drove hard.

Yu Lin found that the road ahead didn't seem to be so difficult, and in the hazy and dim sky, there was a little bright light in a trance, guiding the way ahead.

He naturally didn't know that the reason why he felt this way was mainly because Song Ciwan was constantly casting the Blazing Flame Technique and Heart Sutra Fire in the rear.

In the carriage, Song Ciwan sat at the edge of the door, behind her side, Aunt Jinhua hugged A Cicada tightly, covered her eyes with one hand, and covered her mouth with the other, and the mother and daughter were trembling with horror.

But they also kept in mind the reminders of the dart masters, and did not turn their heads or shout.

The carriage was galloping, and they didn't need to hurry, at least much better than those behind them who had to walk on their legs.

Song Ciwan also did not shout or look back.

Although she has some cultivation, she will not be arrogant enough to ignore the reminders of the dart masters.

There are many strange things in this world, and it is better to be in awe of things that you don't understand.

This cold hill mountain gave Song Ciwan a very depressing feeling, and there seemed to be some indescribable taboo in the depths of the mountain, which must not be easily touched.

But Song Ciwan didn't do nothing—the dart masters only said that they couldn't turn back and couldn't speak, but they didn't say that they couldn't set fires.

The chief dart head opened the way in front of him, his body was hot and hot, and wherever he passed, there was a strange smell of burnt paste in the air.

Song Ciwan first tried to pop out the flames in small strands, and later, when she popped out the flames again, the scales appeared.

Collected a cloud of qi: [Scattered mountain charm and ghostly spirits, two, two or three dollars, can be sold. 】

The things in the air that can't be seen or touched, and are disturbing and chaotic turn out to be mountain charms?

Once the mystery is revealed, it seems that it is no longer so terrifying.

Song Ciwan set fire one after another, and the scales collected again and again: [Scattered and disorderly ghosts, one or two or five dollars, can be sold. 】

[Scattered and disorderly, three or two dollars, can be sold. 】

[Scattered mountain charm is dead, two taels and one money, which can be sold. 】

[Scattered and disorderly yin qi, three taels and one money, can be sold. 】

……

Song Ciwan's eyes lit up slightly, and he quietly increased the fire.

A band of light formed by a spiritual flame swayed between the hazy and dim mountain road.

When the people in the rear saw the fire in front of them, they immediately ran along with the fire if they reacted quickly.

There are also those who can't suppress their emotions and shout in surprise: "There is light over there, ...... quickly"

Before the words of surprise were finished, the man suddenly fell silently.

Some people learned a lesson and hurriedly covered their mouths and ran, while others became more and more panicked, screaming again and again, and creating more chaos.

In the mountains, there seems to be a melancholy cry echoing ethereally: "Come, what's good in the world?" It's all mediocrity and sorrow, why not stay and share this mountain spirit with the slave family? ”

"Stay, stay......"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

In the hazy shadow of the mountain, there seems to be a figure faintly emerging, with large sleeves in gorgeous clothes, stiff white skin, a high bun on his head, and black lips on his mouth.

With a pair of gimbal shoes under his feet, he shook a golden fan in his hand, which seemed to be light and ethereal, but also seemed to be heavy and stiff.

Step by step, she walked from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

But she couldn't walk the line at the foot of the mountain, couldn't walk on the road of the world, and could only look forward to it in the smoke, shaking her fan and sighing.

I don't know how long it has been, as if those chaotic memories are still in my ears, the sky in front of me suddenly brightened, and the clouds dispersed.

The white candle in the head of the dart burned out at this moment, and he sighed lightly and looked back.

The dart masters behind him shouted, "Hanqiu Mountain has passed!" Everyone, rest for a while, Huailing City is not far ahead! ”

(End of chapter)