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Poplar forests, large swaths of dried poplars stretched out their hands to the sky in vain, as if begging at the last moment to rain down sweet rain. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter)

But the heavens were silent, and they were allowed to die.

Similar scenes can be seen everywhere in the Gobi, just like the white bones exposed by the wind blowing through the yellow sand.

There is a legend on the Gobi that every dry poplar tree has a corpse buried underneath, and when it dies, the dead branches stretching out to the sky are like the last posture of the dead bones.

Ning Feng flashed this creepy statement in his mind, and with the old knife handle, Shu Bailing, and Han Er, they supported each other and stepped into the poplar forest.

Coincidentally, at this time, the bright moon, which had been basically covered by dark clouds all night, got rid of the entanglement and poked its head out, so the clear light was sprinkled all over the place, and there was a washing-like pleasure.

Bathing in the moonlight, Shu Bailing was comfortable and sober, lazy and didn't want to collect firewood, and it was not good to be lazy, pretending to lean over to look for firewood.

Bored, he looked back from his crotch to the campfire.

"Ah~"

A scream resounded through the poplar forest, startling Ning Feng and the others whose hearts almost jumped out.

"Lao Shu, what are you doing?"

The old knife handle shouted angrily: "Aren't you afraid of attracting ghosts?"

Shu Bailing still maintained that weird posture, as if he had buried his head in the crotch of his pants, unable to speak, and his whole person trembled like chaff.

"Ghost ...... Ghost...... Ghost ......"

Ning Feng originally used collecting firewood as a disguise, and he only had one or two firewoods in his hand for a long time, thinking about how to get everyone out together.

Then I heard a sound, chuckled, and immediately turned back.

The old knife scolded and scolded, but he still subconsciously made the same action, but Han Er still paused and did not react.

This glance over—

"Where the hell came from?"

The old knife handle felt that he had been tricked, and shouted angrily: "Aren't they all people." ”

Ning Feng also felt puzzled, the bonfire was still the same bonfire, and the people were still sitting around, where did the ghost come from?

Shu Bailing didn't mean to joke at all, and there was a cry in his voice: "Ghost, very ghost." ”

"Smack~"

The old knife pulled out a big knife and slapped it sideways at Shu Bailing's buttocks.

"Oops~" Shu Bailing screamed in pain, if it wasn't for the quick retraction of his head from his crotch, he might have been slapped into his abdomen.

As for the thick buttocks, even if it hurts, it's not a big deal.

He rubbed his buttocks, cursed, and when he looked up, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Impossible ......"

Shu Bailing rubbed his eyes in the direction of the campfire, there was no doubt that what he saw was no different from Ning Feng and the old knife handle.

"You say, where did the ghost come from?" the old knife handle was still angry, brandishing a big knife, "People are scary and scared to death, do you know?"

Shu Bailing shrunk his neck, still unconvinced, and suddenly patted his head: "I know." ”

He jumped up, turned his back to the campfire, leaned over, his head stuck under his crotch, and looked behind him.

"Scared~"

Shu Bailing's body began to tremble again, and he brought out a trill: "Ghosts, there are ghosts, very ghosts." ”

Ning Feng and the old knife knob looked at each other, and then understood something at the same time, they couldn't care about so much at this time, and the two turned around and made a posture that was the same as Shu Bailing.

Looking at the past from the crotch, I feel that there is always a little difference, this difference can't be said, anyway, it's not upside down, and the angle is always very different from usual.

"Ah~"

Ning Feng's gaze looked at the bonfire from his crotch, and with an exclamation, he rushed out of his throat irrepressibly.

"Oh my god. ”

"Avalokiteshvara is a Buddha. ”

The old knife handle and Shu Bailing next to him cried and called his mother, and Ning Feng was cold.

They sat around the place for a night, and when they looked down at their crotches, they looked completely different.

The bonfire is still a bonfire, but the light of the fire is not red or orange, but a pale flame, and it brings out a little blue, more like a ghost fire floating on a deserted grave.

Under the raging flames, it was not poplar dry wood at all, but pale bones, which kept licking out cold ghost fire.

Around the campfire, the circle of people sitting around, their heads and arms all hanging down, lifeless, where there was a little bit of life.

What keeps rubbing hands, what rubbing by the bonfire, daring is a lie!

"Scared, I just had a night of fire in that damn place?"

Ning Feng's whole person was not good, he just wanted to jump up, but he thought of something, and he also looked at the poplar forest around him from his crotch.

People are of the same mind, and the old knife handle and Shu Bailing made the same move almost in order.

The next moment-

"Mom~~"

The screams resounded through the poplar forest, and Ning Feng's face had never been so pale.

Where there is a poplar forest, where they are, there is a forest of white bones, or human remains, or animal bones, all in a state of pain and struggle.

"Gott~"

Thinking of picking and choosing among the bones by himself, this one was good to burn, and that one was dry, and then he was carried to the bonfire and thrown in, Ning Feng felt that his stomach was tumbling inside.

"Let's go!"

The three pale faces shouted in unison, and at the same time felt how happy they would be if they were as muddy as Han Er.

"Click~Click~~"

I don't know if it was because of their voices, or for some other reason, but the sound of the poplar bone forest around me was strange, as if something was about to come to life.

"Use this!"

Shu Bailing took out four talismans with lightning speed and pasted them on himself, Ning Feng and the others.

"Guanyin is like a Buddha, and I Lao Shu is a bloody capital. ”

"Walk the horse, walk the world with a horse!"

"Hurry!"

Shu Bailing's mouth crackled and scurried out, biting his index finger and dotting on several talismans.

The next moment, Ning Feng immediately felt that the two legs were not his own, and with a "poof", the whole person rushed forward.

The rest of the people are the same.

In a hurry, Ning Feng only had time to reach out and grab Han Er and run away with him.

Suddenly, it was far away.

Ning Feng looked back and saw that the poplar forest was still unwilling to stretch out his hand to the sky, sitting around the bonfire and rubbing his hands as before, he couldn't imagine it at all, the real thing was completely different.

He sounded a question coldly and shouted loudly: "Lao Shu, how do you stop?"

Just such a sentence of kung fu, and hundreds of zhang out, even on the Gobi Desert of Pingchuan, the blazing bonfire became a red dot the size of a needle.

"Fundamentally~~stop~can't stop~~~"

Shu Bailing shouted hoarsely, and Ning Feng and the old knife knob cursed in unison.

Is this going to the edge of the sky?

The sound of scolding and screaming came from afar in the empty and uninhabited Gobi, and with the howling wind, the poplar twisted like teeth and claws spread to every corner......

The sky in the east was a little brighter.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

Several figures roared in, fell suddenly, and pounced on the yellow sand, burying the whole person in it.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Feng got up, took a few mouthfuls of "Bah, Bah, Bah", and then spit out the sand in his mouth, and said depressedly: "Lao Shu, can you walk and can't stop, where can you buy fake and shoddy goods?"

The old knife handle next to him helped Han Er up, and he looked deeply impressed.

Shu Bailing was not ashamed, but proud, and proud: "This is my old Shu's own painting, amazing, right?"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, and thought, "I didn't see it, this thief-eyed, cowardly-minded old Shu really has some ability." ”

Before he could finish a thought, Shu Bailing suddenly screamed.

With their previous experience, Ning Feng and the old knife handle immediately became vigilant, if it weren't for Shu Bailing's lack of movement, they would almost have to bury their heads under their crotches and look around.

"My talisman?!"

"It's such an expensive talisman, it's over, it's over, it's worth the money. ”

Shu Bailing cried with a sad face, picked up the fallen talisman from the ground, couldn't carry it, and turned to ashes as soon as his hand touched it.

He looked at it with a blank eye, Ning Feng didn't look over, he was not stupid enough to answer this question, and at the same time silently put back the comment just now.

"I'm in a bit of a hurry, you guess it's about the same, right?"

Ning Feng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly spoke.

Shu Bailing muttered, "You can divert the topic", while involuntarily clenching her legs.

Whether it's a physiological reaction or a scare, everyone really needs to go to make it easier.

Ning Feng stood up, dragged the old knife handle together, and went to the back sand dune to solve it, and a voice came from the back: "Two in a group, don't separate, the demon is still following us." ”

Shu Bailing trembled, and hurriedly dragged Han Eryi to go.

After a while, the four of them sat together again, the night was still cold, and the four of them still felt that they couldn't do it, and the cold penetrated into the bone marrow for a while, and they couldn't bear it at all.

They tacitly agreed that none of them mentioned the bonfire.

"It's getting dawn, let's wait a little before we go. ”

"Town, I guess it's not far away. ”

Ning Feng tightened his clothes, and his voice came out, and he was a little trembling and cold.

He had never felt that he was so afraid of the cold, it was just an ordinary cold wind, how to pounce on his body was like a knife.

The old knife handle and Shu Bailing nodded in unison, as soon as they came out before, they didn't have the intention of walking at night.

Han Er, who has always been in a daze, was ignored as a matter of course.

In order not to let himself fall asleep, Ning Feng forced himself to speak, "Who knows what kind of demon it is, why did it make us like this?"

The fool also knows that his will was weak when he was around the campfire, and his fear of cold now is all problematic, and the root falls on the demon.

The old knife handle was silent and shook his head.

A look of disappointment flashed in Ning Feng's eyes, and Shu Bailing's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "I think, I should know what it is?"

"Huh?"

"Who is the demon?"

"Stop the demon!"

Shu Bailing may have screamed a lot more tonight, his voice was extremely hoarse, revealing a desolate taste, and he told the legend of the stopping demon, which was very suitable.

"On the desolate Gobi, countless people have come and gone for countless years, and countless people have buried their bones and never come out. ”

"Life and death are fate, success or failure is in the sky, but there is a kind of person who can't see it. ”

"They trekked until they were exhausted, they were so sleepy that they languished on the ground, they were cold enough to hug each other for warmth, and they were so hot that their blood was sticky...... , they stopped, they fell, they couldn't hold on. ”

When he stopped, he could not muster up his strength and waited for death. ”

"Either after death, or at the time of their death, they appeared, for it was—

Just dig a foot further down, and the water will come out;

Just walk for a while, and there will be shelter from the cold wind;

Just hold on a little longer, and you'll be in the oasis;

Just two more steps, and you will be out of the Gobi ......

They, no!

They stopped on the eve of success. ”

Unwilling, resentful, and unresolved resentment turned into demons, for:

Stop the demon!