Chapter 550: Miserable White Face One

Qingshen Mountain, which was a little unusually quiet, was dark everywhere, and Mu Yirong, who looked slightly nervous, lowered his voice and asked Seocho, can you see anything unusual about this Qingshen Mountain?

Seocho, who went to the human world to cultivate, had greatly reduced the energy in his body, and the space that could be perceived with his spiritual sense was limited, but within a radius of fifty meters, there was really nothing abnormal.

Mu Yirong remembered that after fighting the female leopard demon and the grass demon on Qilin Mountain before, the mountain god on Qilin Mountain had given them an elixir, I don't know what kind of mountain god this mountain god of Qingshen Mountain is?

In fact, only famous mountains and rivers will exist mountain gods and river gods.

In addition, it is a mountain like Qilin Mountain, which is close to the imperial capital, or a mountain that enjoys the fireworks in the world, will have a mountain god.

Ordinary mountains, generally only land.

But whether it is the mountain god or the land, even the earth immortal has not yet cultivated Seocho, now he is just a demon, and it is impossible to summon the land or the mountain god to show up to help.

Before, Seocho was making too much noise on Qilin Mountain, which alarmed the mountain god. As for the medicine, it was done by the mountain god of Qilin Mountain in the face of Taishan Niangniang.

And whether it is the land of the mountain god or a demon like Seocho, if you don't get the permission of Taishan Niangniang, you are not allowed to meddle in human affairs casually.

Unless, in the robbery case of the one-eared green water dragon bandits, there are demons involved.

It's just that, according to what the mountain god of Qilin Mountain said before, it can be seen that now the human world is in the tide of changing the dynasty because of the imminent fall of the emperor star, and many things happen for their inevitable reasons, even if it involves the fallen demon, the people in charge of the demon will not interfere.

In addition, Seocho went down the mountain this time to experience calamities, and some demons appeared around her, and nine times out of ten they were closely related to her calamity. And in the matter of the demon calamity, the person in charge of the order of the demon world will not interfere.

So to sum up a sentence, that is, if you want to rely on foreign aid, it's no fun!

The longevity who was trembling and looking around, seeing Mu Yirong and Seocho getting together, muttering behind his back, immediately stepped forward to ask the two with a nervous face, did they find something?

"If you're really scared, it's okay to go down the mountain and go home alone. ”

Mu Yirong, who tried to keep his tone as light as possible, sincerely hoped that his longevity could be turned back.

"Adults, the little ones have all said that they want to accompany you to the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, how can you give up halfway. ”

However, after saying this, Changshou immediately changed his words, and said that they had already walked around the mountain for a long time, since they had not found anything, it was better to go down the mountain, there was no need to be busy in this dead cold day, and continue to blow the cold wind on the mountain.

As soon as Changshou spoke, three sentences could not be separated from going down the mountain, Mu Yirong glanced at the foot of the mountain that was clearly visible, and said in his heart that they had only come up for a while, and they had not conducted a detailed search, how could they go down the mountain like this.

Hearing that Mu Yirong didn't plan to go down the mountain, Changshou wanted to say something, but when he looked at Mu Yirong, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something terrible, and he took several steps back in horror, if he hadn't leaned on a big tree, he would have fallen to the ground.

Mu Yirong, who noticed the abnormality, immediately turned sideways slightly and looked back, but in the darkness, he could vaguely see a few towering trees, and there was nothing unusual about it, so he couldn't help but look at Seocho with a confused face.

Seocho shook her head, indicating that she hadn't seen anything either, and the two of them couldn't help but look at the longevity leaning against the tree. ”

"I just saw a big white face floating over. ”

After saying this, I couldn't help but swallow the saliva of longevity, and after a while, I squeezed out another sentence: "There is no body, only a face." ”

Changshou Dao had a big white face, and he floated behind Mu Yirong, so frightened that his courage almost exploded.

I don't know if it's really a ghost or a long life of lying, and the face is like ashes and the request to go down the mountain again, Mu Yirong was about to speak, and Ruicao, who was standing beside him, suddenly turned around suddenly, and as soon as he raised his hand, the dagger drawn from his waist flew out at some point.

With a "bang", the dagger was firmly planted on a big tree, shaking the leaves on the tree to fall, and in that moment of lightning, Mu Yirong saw a big white face, and after retracting from the tree, he immediately rushed over without hesitation.

A few fallen leaves fell on Mu Yirong's shoulder, and he didn't see any ghosts behind the tree, so he reached out and pulled out the dagger from the tree and handed it back to Seocho.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded behind him: "There are ghosts!"

Mu Yirong, who turned his head suddenly, saw a big snow-white face poking out from behind a big pine tree not far ahead, and his red lips were as if he had just drunk blood, which was extremely terrifying.

With the scream of longevity, Seocho raised his hand again and threw out the dagger, the dagger was like a nail that had been hammered into a tree, firmly rooted on the tree, and the miserable white face that poked out from behind the tree shook again and disappeared.

Duck dodged to the front of the big pine tree, pulled out the dagger stuck in the tree, held it in his hand, and looked behind the tree.

Mu Yirong also quickly ran to the front of Seocho and looked behind the tree, but he didn't see the miserable white face that poked out before.

The ground behind the tree was covered with fluffy leaves, and there were no traces of footprints or anything like that, and the big white face, as if it really had no body, was floating in the air.

Mu Yirong and Seocho, who looked around, didn't see that miserable white face anymore, so they had to turn around and check that after they had just screamed, they fell to the ground, rolled their eyes, and fainted to the past longevity.

Looking down at the longevity Mu Yirong, he patted the longevity cheek and woke him up.

Changshou, who suddenly broke away from his eyes, immediately hugged Mu Yirong's thigh, and almost lifted Mu Yirong on his heels.

"Sir, you see it! There are really ghosts here, there are ghosts!"

Frightened by the longevity, snot and tears all flowed down at once, and buried his head between Mu Yirong's legs, which made Mu Yirong very embarrassed.

"You're wrong!"

Seocho said slowly, saying that there are no ghosts in this world at all, and it is Changshou who is wrong.

"How is it possible, didn't you see it just now?"

Changshou, who was a little annoyed, jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, pointed to the big tree that had a miserable white face just now, and asked Seocho if he really didn't see it just now, did a grimace float from behind the tree?

Just as Seocho was about to speak, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the woods, and countless dead leaves were blown into the air.

"Hehehehe", in the whistling wind, a strange laughter suddenly sounded, Mu Yirong thought he had heard it wrong, and hurriedly pricked up his ears.

"Hey, hey, hey", a terrible laugh, passed through the howling cold wind and drilled into Mu Yirong's ears.

The laughter was very weird and terrifying, it sounded like the playful laughter of a little ghost, it was treacherous, no matter how it sounded, it didn't look like the laughter of a normal human, Mu Yirong hurriedly looked towards the place where the laughter came from.

In the dim woods, the shadows of the trees in the distance swayed, and the big faces of incomparably miserable white, with bright red lips that seemed to be stained with blood, flashed out from behind one tree after another, and let out bursts of strange and terrifying laughter.

Seeing the miserable white faces flashing out from behind the trees in front of him, he suddenly stared at the longevity of the copper bell, quickly shrank to Mu Yirong's side, and raised the short knife in his hand tremblingly.

"Big ...... Your Excellency, you see, I'm not lying, Aojin Mountain is indeed haunted. I said that I wouldn't let you come, and you didn't listen, now it's okay, we all have to die here, die here. ”

When Changshou said this, it was as if his tongue had been burned, his tone was eager and frightened, and his words were not clear, but Mu Yirong and Ruicao both understood what he said.

A miserable white face, poked his head out from behind the tree and then retracted, and then poked his head out again, his behavior was strange, his appearance was terrifying, and Mu Yirong, who was frowning, couldn't help but whisper to Seocho: "What is it?"

It's not a demon, Seocho doesn't feel the demonic energy!

Whether it's a ghost or not, she can't tell!