At this time, the three people who followed Mo Xiaolou had different expressions.

Of course, the little concubine Xuan admires and follows the same trend, looking like she obeys her father's orders;

Sena's autumn waves flowed, and her beautiful eyes were sad, but some of her pale face betrayed the fear in her heart;

Xia Miaoying, on the other hand, looked nervous, her heart was beating faster, and she was afraid that the person in front of her would find out that she had deceived him.

At this moment, a little light appeared in the dark ghost forest, wafting from far and near.

At first sight, it looks like a firefly, and gradually turns into the size of a lantern. And, with the passage of time, there are constantly flashes of fire, continuous, although it can illuminate the darkness, but this situation makes people feel even more chilled.

A wide river runs in front of it, dark and dark, rushing from east to west. A black waterfall hangs in the void in the distant sky, like the source of the river.

"Lethe. ”

No one needed to be reminded, several people saw the boulder at the same time, and the word Lethe was engraved on the stone in bright red seal script.

"Heh, I'm getting better at playing. Mo Xiaolou always had a smile on his lips, and since he passed the swamp, his mind has become more and more relaxed.

For the other three, the road behind is getting harder and harder, but for him, it seems to be getting easier.

"With the Lethe River, how can there be no bridge?" he exclaimed.

As if he had said it, a wooden bridge suddenly appeared on the river in front of him, and an old woman with wrinkled skin like a chrysanthemum stood quietly with a bowl on the bridge.

"Girl, let's go taste the Meng Po soup. ”

"There's something to eat, that's great!"

The glowing Lethe River was like a dark beast's mouth, waiting for them to enter and then eat the scum left.

The closer you get to the river, the more noticeable the jumble of sounds in the river becomes: cries, wails, laughter...... And so on.

Mo Xiaolou led the concubine and strode to the bridge, but was stopped by the old woman.

"Cross the Nai He Bridge and drink Meng Po soup first. The old woman's voice was low and dark, like the sound of rusty scrap metal rubbing against each other.

With such an eerie atmosphere, if it were those ancients who feared gods and ghosts, they might really be carried away with the rhythm, but unfortunately, Mo Xiaolou was not afraid of this.

Mo Xiaolou said: "Should I call you Meng Po or Pandora?"

The old woman's expression remained unchanged, and her voice became even more eerie:

"Housheng, the old body doesn't understand what you're saying. If you want to cross the river, you have to drink Meng Po soup first......"

"Bang!" Mo Xiaolou punched her directly in the face, knocking her down to the Lechuan River. The old woman was suddenly beaten, but she didn't seem surprised at all, she fell into the Lechuan River, and seemed to glance at Mo Xiaolou very casually.

The eyes were cold, hollow, and filled with a great suffocating horror.

This look flashed away, and then Meng Po had gone far away with the river.

"Since you don't want to talk about it yet, don't get in the way. ”

Mo Xiaolou casually took a bowl of so-called Meng Po soup from the bridge and took a sip gently.

"Phew, the wine is still mixed with water. Throwing it away, he pulled the concubine across the bridge.

Ever since they saw this Lechuan River, Xia Miaoying and Sina seemed to be shocked by their souls, their expressions were blank and silent. just subconsciously followed Mo Xiaolou and didn't dare to stay away.

After crossing the bridge, the river bridge behind it was nowhere to be seen.

A few people walked along the only path in the woods, and after walking for an unknown distance, the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and their vision was getting more and more blurred.

"Fold the willows, look forward to the husband~

I'll see you today~

Got it~

I found my son's father~

Don't make it difficult~

Pity me for thirty years of waiting~

Looking forward to tonight every day......"

The miserable and bleak woman's strange singing voice floated from all directions, as thin as a mosquito at first, and then from far and near, but it could be clearly heard after a few breaths, the deep resentment of the voice, and the deliberate screaming and prolonged sound at the end of the play, made Mo Xiaolou and others listen to their heads like pins and needles, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

Even when I covered my ears, the sound was pervasive, like a voice from within the human soul......

Mo Xiaolou closed his eyes and frantically activated the power of the demon seed in his body, but it had no effect.

"Isn't it an illusion......" he muttered.

After another cup of tea, in the poignant singing, there are a lot of suona sheng drum sounds, although it is a festive soundtrack, but in this gloomy ghost forest, it is even more treacherous, listening to people, making people's hairs blow up......

"Daddy, people are a little scared. Concubine Xuan tightly guarded Mo Xiaolou, and buried her head deep in his clothes.

Mo Xiaolou gently patted her back and comforted, "Don't be nervous. The human heart is charming, far better than evil ghosts, and no one is afraid, so why fear ghosts. ”

Xu is because of his calm and gentle tone, the little girl is no longer as nervous as before, revealing one eye and secretly glancing at the dense fog in the distance, seeing that there are indeed no demons and monsters, then she raised her head and only grabbed Mo Xiaolou with her hand.

"Have you heard the story of Song Dingbo's ghost hunting?"

This story is about Song Dingbo, a native of Nanyang, who was not only not afraid after seeing a ghost, but played the ghost around~~"

"Does that girl remember the ghost nemesis that Song Dingbo deceived with his wisdom?"

The girl's eyes rolled, and her expression was overjoyed:

"Yes. Ghosts are most afraid of spitting, so I'll spit on them when I encounter them!"

As she spoke, the resentful girl in the air sang more clearly and audibly, and in the mist in the distance, ghostly shadows began to appear......

Soon, on the only road in the forest, a team of wedding teams dressed in festive red clothes floated from the front, the gorgeous and tall sedan chair is the most eye-catching, and there are eight people in front of the sedan chair each holding a suona flute, blowing and blowing.

It's just that this procession, which looks like a marry, is indeed mournful, and it is strange and abnormal.

At the same time, the festive gongs and drums also sounded behind him, and Mo Xiaolou and his party looked back.

Seeing behind him, a pair of white-clothed teams were beating gongs and drums, and a large black lacquered coffin full of golden patterns was carried by sixteen big men, all of whom had faces like ashes, but with stiff and strange smiles like sculptures.

Someone in front of and behind the coffin was holding a black wooden box, constantly taking out white paper and throwing it in the wind.

This looks like a funeral procession, but it is extremely festive music.

Sena's face turned pale, and she stammered a little when she spoke:

"Ding...... Brother Ding, I'm ...... What are we going to do? These demons seem to surround us. ”

Mo Xiaolou stood motionless in place and said calmly:

"Let's see. If they do it first, they will kill them all. "When he talks about killing ghosts, he doesn't seem to pay attention to killing chickens.

This is his attempt to use this confident tone to calm the tension in the hearts of the three people around him.

Seeing that Sina still looked scared, he smiled helplessly, walked closer, gently held her hand, and said softly: "Now start doing three things: 1. Adjust your breathing, 2. Hold the knife, 3. Trust me." Don't worry about anything else. ”

"Hmm. ”

Feeling the warmth of Mo Xiaolou's palm, Sina's nervousness seemed to dissipate somewhat. She held Mo Xiaolou's hand harder with her backhand, and the fragrant sweat in the palm of her hand made Mo Xiaolou's heart flutter.

"It's a princess of the Yao clan, and she can train her sweat well, but I didn't expect to be afraid of a few little ghosts?

Sina glanced at Mo Xiaolou when she heard this, and the other party's joke finally made her relax.

As he spoke, the two teams had already met, and the meeting place coincided very well, where everyone was standing.