"Gollum ......"

Ye Qing and Chu Qingge, who came in a hurry, just happened to see the scene in front of them.

There was no blood, no wailing of pain, it was just plain, simple, and the five of them became a little hat.

But Ye Qing felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, reaching the Heavenly Spirit Gai, making his scalp tingle.

Those five people are not weak, and they all have the cultivation of the late stage of refining, but they have turned into a hat without any resistance like that, which is simply terrifying.

What's even more terrifying is that there are at least twenty colorful hats floating in the air, and I don't know how many other people have become?

"Wow Wow ......"

At the same time, there was a sound of "wow" behind Ye Qing, like a baby crying, a baby with wings and red eyes appeared in the void, the baby originally wanted to get close to Ye Qing, but when he saw the little hat in the air, as if he was frightened, he cried.

The next moment, the baby turned and fled, into the void, and vanished.

"Little shoulder ghost?Little shoulder ghost was scared away?!"

Obviously, the baby who suddenly appeared just now was a small shoulder ghost, and he thought that the other party should have come to pat him on the shoulder, but he was scared away by those little hats.

Are those little hats really so terrible?

"Run. ”

Next to Ye Qing, Chu Qingge seemed to have thought of something, his face changed greatly, and he turned around and fled: "Run to the center of the Magic Mountain." ”

Ye Qing didn't hesitate, and when Chu Qingge spoke out, he began to stay away from those little hats, but his original plan was to run outside the cemetery.

After all, the little shoulder ghost had already left, and there was no need for him to stay with Chu Qingge anymore.

However, after hearing the second half of Chu Qingge's words, Ye Qing hesitated for a moment and chased after him.

Looking at Chu Qingge's appearance, she should know what kind of weirdness those little hats are, since this is the case, then her words should be treated with caution.

As soon as the two of them moved, those little hats also swayed towards them.

The speed of the little hat seems to be not fast, but in the blink of an eye, it approaches the two of them, and the childish singing voice becomes clearer and clearer.

Hearing those songs, Ye Qing's spiritual sense suddenly became a little chaotic, and he couldn't help but want to follow the songs and melodies, swaying from side to side.

"Don't listen to those songs, shut up your hearing, and keep your mind clear!"

Chu Qingge, who escaped, noticed Ye Qing's abnormality, and his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, waking up Ye Qing, who was in a trance.

"Thank you. Ye Qing didn't dare to slack off, and immediately closed his hearing.

After closing his hearing and not being able to hear those songs, Ye Qing felt much more at ease.

However, looking at the little hat approaching inch by inch, Ye Qing cheered up again, and used his "Illusion Demon Body Method" with all his might, followed behind Chu Qingge, and swept towards the center of the Demon Mountain.

Just running, running, Ye Qing found that many people, like them, were running away towards the center of the Magic Mountain, panicking like a lost dog.

Because, behind those people, there are also a different number of small hats.

After the little hats were gathered, the people who could avoid being affected by the singing by closing their hearings gradually found that it was useless, and the childish singing sounded directly in the hearts of everyone as if it were some kind of mental fluctuation.

Some people with weak mental strength, unable to resist the intrusion of singing, swayed from side to side as they ran, and then turned into colorful hats and joined the singing army.

Slowly, there are more and more small hats, as if the whole cemetery is densely packed with small hats, colorful light, reflecting the whole cemetery like a place of wind and moon. In the Fengyue venue, there are still many people swaying from side to side, which is quite festive.

But Ye Qing only felt that his scalp was numb, and even his breathing seemed a little disordered.

At this time, everyone who might have fought for life and death as soon as they met tacitly stopped the civil strife and ran towards the center of the Magic Mountain.

When good and evil meet, at most you look at me, I look at you, you can't drop me, I can't drop you;

When the enemies meet, they snort coldly at each other, change directions and continue to run, don't bird you;

Friends want to see each other, look at each other and smile bitterly, as if to say: Yo, brother, are you running too?

Now, there is no good and evil, no hatred and resentment, only fast and slow, life and death.

Run fast and live;

Run slow and die!

After about half a stick of incense, the little hat that had been chasing behind everyone finally stopped and stopped singing.

Seeing that the little hat stopped, Ye Qing and the others naturally stopped.

Those little hats didn't catch up, and it probably means that there's something more terrifying where they are?

Ye Qing observed and found that there was not a tomb around their location, only a towering tree.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, everyone is suddenly frightened.

I saw the big tree in front of me, straight and straight, huge and towering, vines hanging down from the branches, and what was terrifying was that at the end of all the vines, there was a corpse.

Yes, it's hanging, not wrapping.

Because those vines went straight through the corpse's heavenly spirit cover, and the corpse hung in the air like that, motionless.

When everyone looked at the corpses, the corpses slowly turned around and faced the crowd, as if they were also looking at them.

Everyone just felt creepy for a while.

However, after a few moments, everyone realized that the corpses had no other actions and were not in danger, so they gradually relaxed.

Jianghu people's adaptability is always strong.

"Hey, there's a stone tablet here. ”

Suddenly, a man said in a loud voice.

Ye Qing followed the prestige, and saw a stone tablet standing in the shade of the wild grass under the big tree.

It's a stonestone, not a tombstone.

Ye Qing looked intently and saw that the stone tablet was engraved with the words "Magic Mountain Holy Land, the living are not allowed to enter".

Ye Qing touched his nose and pondered the meaning of those eight words.

"The Holy Land of the Magic Mountain, which should refer to the center of the Magic Mountain, the core of the burial place, is very simple, there is nothing to say; as for the living not to enter, it is quite ambiguous, does it mean that strangers cannot enter, or does it mean that the living cannot enter?"

"But whatever you mean, it doesn't seem to be very friendly to them?"

Ye Qing touched his nose, looked at the stone stele, and looked up at the dense small hats around the periphery, quite a feeling of a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and a dilemma.

And everyone was nervous and dignified.

"Don't be afraid, those are ghost rumors, and when those ghost rumors are gone, we can leave then. When the atmosphere was solemn, a young Taoist priest wearing a gossip robe, but with a yellow dragon embroidered on his sleeve, spoke.

"What is a ghost ballad?" someone asked, puzzled.

"Hmph, I don't even know the ghost rumors, and I dare to come here, it's really overwhelming!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a man with a cold face and holding a ghost head knife snorted disdainfully, and with the man's cold snort, the eyes of the skull head at the handle of the ghost head knife suddenly lit up, and Sen Sen's teeth collided, letting out a strange laugh of "quack".

The man wanted to fight back, but when he saw the man, he immediately closed his mouth and didn't say a word, as if he was very afraid of the man.

"Ghost ballads, impermanence and weirdness, amorphousness, no normality, love to sing ballads, because anyone who hears the songs of ghost ballads will be controlled by ghost ballads and become part of ghost ballads. At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded, Ye Qing looked over and found that it was Luo Qi.

The man holding the ghost head knife before was a little displeased when he saw Luo Shu speak, but he didn't say anything more.

Luo Shu ignored it and continued, "These hats you see are all part of the ghost ballad. ”

"Wow"

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, or shocked, or frightened.

Even Ye Qing was the same, he originally thought that these little hats were individual monsters, but he didn't expect them to be part of the ghost ballad.

I only heard Luo Shu continue: "Don't look at ghost ballads are just impermanence and weirdness, but they are extremely difficult to deal with, and they are also extremely difficult to kill, ghost ballads have various forms, and what we see today is only one kind of ghost ballad, which has the power of curse and can make people into hats." ”

In fact, some of these songs can turn people into all kinds of animals, some of them will make people seriously ill, some of them will cause people to die silently, and so on. ”

"Then, what should I do?" Hearing Luo Qi's words, someone's expression changed drastically, and he said in panic.

"Wait!" Luo Shu said coldly: "Ghost rumors generally only exist for a certain amount of time, and when the time passes, the ghost rumors will automatically disperse, and it will be safe at that time." ”

"Really?" said someone in disbelief.

"Hmph, Luo Shu, is it necessary to talk nonsense with these people?"

The man holding the ghost-headed knife sneered: "Look, you said it, people may not believe it?"

Luo said: "Whether I say it or not, it's my business, whether they listen or not, it's their business." ”

"Besides, if they don't listen, what does it matter to me?"

The man was speechless: "......" has nothing to do with you, then you talk about it!

The man holding the ghost head knife is named Zhong Ji, known as the ghost knife, because of the cultivation of the "Ghost King Sutra", his heart is ruthless and gloomy, and his temper has become a little distorted and perverted, he originally thought that he was already very weird, but he didn't expect a more strange person to come.

You win.

Sure enough, after about half a cup of tea, those ghost rumors began to disperse, but instead of scattering in a hurry as Ye Qing had imagined before, all the little hats collapsed and turned into wisps of colorful mist, and the mist converged to form a huge figure that covered the sky and the sun.

According to the figure, I could vaguely tell that it seemed to be a woman.

At the same time, an ancient tune of desolation and sadness sounded in the air.

That ancient tune, like the mourning of the funeral, and like the endless thoughts and sorrows, everyone's hearts couldn't help but overflow with sadness, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Fortunately, there was no harm in that tune, and with the desolate singing, the woman's figure slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Disappeared with the endless desolate song.

"Alright, the ghost rumor is gone, and if you want to leave, now is the right time. ”

The Taoist priest from before and after the appearance of the ghost rumor, the weirdness and weirdness in the burial place will be dormant temporarily, and if you leave now, you will not encounter any danger." ”