The moment I heard the bell, it stopped instantly.

Ringtones, and ringtones that are audible to the naked ear.

That's not right.

If it's a bad spell, it's silent.

The sound of the bell that can be heard by the naked ear can only indicate one problem, it is the person who is ringing the bell.

It's someone who is summoning spirits.

Look at these sneaky appearances again, and go down one by one in a demented manner.

It doesn't feel like it's going to be a good thing.

I even speculated that this one who shook the bell might not be a good person.

I frowned slightly, I didn't meet the ghost, this is the rhythm of meeting the demon.

Removed the cover from the outside of the black umbrella.

Then, following the sound of the bell, I walked a few more steps forward and came to the side of the road.

I found that there were more than 20 ghosts lined up on the stone staircase that stretched to the river.

The twenty or so ghosts lined up in a neat line and walked slowly towards the river.

Under the stone staircase was a forest, and I couldn't see what was inside.

But the bell comes from inside.

I lowered my voice and walked down the stone staircase into the woods by the river.

The forest is unusually cold and ghostly.

The sound of the bell is very close, it should be not far away.

The twenty ghosts in front of him were still walking forward.

Four or five more ghosts came behind me, still coming towards me in a daze.

I slowly approached, the bell ringing more and more clearly.

Soon, I was in the woods and saw the source of the bell.

Not far from the forest, there is a bluestone.

The bluestone glows faintly in the dark forest.

A figure, sitting on it right now.

I was in the back of the man's side, and I couldn't see his face clearly.

It can only be seen that he is wearing a black robe.

He shook the bell in his hand, and the "bell bell" rang non-stop, and these sneaky people listened to the sound of the bell and approached him in rows.

I observed it for a while and found that it was a living person with yang energy.

But what does he do with ghosts?

I hid behind a tree and frowned.

At this time, a ghost had already come to the big bluestone.

Seeing this, the black-robed figure suddenly opened his mouth and took a sharp breath at a ghost in front of him.

He inhaled loudly, "whirring".

I was more than ten meters away from him, and I could hear him clearly.

The ghost in front of him was inhaled by him, and his whole body suddenly decomposed, turning into a puff of white smoke and burrowing into the man's mouth and nose......

"Ghost eater?"

I chuckled in my heart, and my face was full of shock.

At the moment, there is only one ghost eater that I know.

The Nine Corpses Dao Master who cultivates evil arts, he just eats raw souls, eats ghosts, and has to roast ghosts into wax ghosts to eat.

But the Nine Corpses Dao Leader was a dead man, and his bodies were just corpses.

The one in front of him is obviously a living person.

Definitely not the same person.

But it can eat people's souls, and it is by no means a good kind.

The black-robed man in front of him is also a demon.

I watched quietly with astonishment.

I don't know the identity of the other party, the strength of the other party, and I don't dare to act rashly.

I can only observe it again and find out the details.

Whether to go or stay, and then make a decision.

After he finished eating the ghost, he spat out black gas.

At the same time, he put down the dangling bell in his hand.

I don't know what he's going to do.

But then, the black-robed man suddenly spoke:

"You've been watching it for so long, you want to see it, come and see it's the same!"

It's a man, and his voice sounds relatively young, and it's not hoarse.

This sudden sound made my heart tremble again.

I hid so much that I was discovered.

Surprised, those stupid, walking corpse-like wandering ghosts stopped in unison.

And at the first moment, they all turned to face me in this direction.

In particular, there are a few that are not far from me, only three or five meters away.

At this moment, he looked at me with a dead face, and those gray eyes were about to pop out.

I can't dodge, and I don't dodge.

walked out directly from behind the big tree, and said to the black-robed man on the bluestone:

"If you don't follow the right path, you have to practice this kind of ghost-eating evil art."

When the black-robed man on the bluestone heard me say this, he slowly stood up from the bluestone;

"I practice my cultivation, what are you doing?

But since you've found out, I can't let you get out of here alive. ”

As he spoke, he slowly turned around.

I squinted and took a closer look at his face.

Relatively fair-skinned, still wearing a round-framed glasses, about 20 years old, looking still sven.

"I want to go, no one can stop me."

I dropped a sentence.

Good and evil are not separated, he eats ghosts and cultivates evil arts, and he is an evil cultivator like the Nine Corpse Daoists.

I'm going to meet this guy when I meet him.

"Hehehe! Dare to say this, what kind of disciple is from the famous mountain? ”

When I heard this, I had some little calculations.

He's tricking me when he says it, so I'll push the boat down the river and see if I can get out of his words.

He's so young, and he looks about my age.

Then behind this person, there must be a master or something.

Therefore, I was not in a hurry.

followed his words and replied:

"Shangqing Sect Altar, Eighth Cave Heaven."

When the black-robed man heard this, he calmly pushed his small glasses:

"Oh! It turned out to be a disciple of Maoshan.

But so what?

If you see me, you can only be a corpse tonight!

No, there are no corpses.

You're out of luck! ”

When he said this, the man in black robe and glasses smiled at me palely, which was extremely weird.

"Really? What kind of thing are you? Such a big breath? ”

I feigned anger and asked questions.

Let's see if we can ask one or two.

As a result, the man with glasses was also direct, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone:

"As a disciple of Maoshan, you are also qualified to know my name.

Huangquan Valley, cold light feather.

I'll kill you and eat your soul in a moment, so get ready. ”

His tone was very light, very calm, very confident and calm.

I don't know what "Huangquan Valley" is, but listening to the name, it should have some origins.

And to be able to use "Yellow Spring" as a name, it is definitely not a good product, otherwise there is no need to eat ghosts.

"Then let me see, how many pounds and taels you have."

I'm really not afraid of him.

Because the hole cards in the hand are strong enough.

Not to mention that he is an evil cultivator of the same age, the Nine Corpse Dao people are here, and I also have life-saving means.

This time, the black-robed man called Leng Qingyu did not speak.

He pushed his round-rimmed glasses again, lifted the brass bell he had put down, and shook it.

"Bell bell bell ......"

As the bell sounded, the lonely ghosts around me who were staring at me seemed to have received orders.

"Wow" and pounced on me.

I looked at the wandering spirits and wild ghosts that came around me, and there were more than twenty of them.

I didn't care about it at all.

A ghost of this level is no longer enough to pose the slightest threat to me.

When I saw these ghosts coming, I didn't use the black umbrella in my hand but took out the snake bone whip.

"Papapa" is a smoking.

Wherever the long whip passed, these wandering ghosts screamed.

One whip at a time, the wandering ghosts who were drawn fell to the ground one after another, and they had no power to fight back.

Moreover, this is what I have done.

If it weren't for the innocent nature of these wandering spirits and wild ghosts, they would have been recruited by this evil cultivator.

With these few whips, I can make all the wandering spirits and wild ghosts scatter......