Chapter 1936: A tribulation (1) Chapter 1936: A tribulation (1) At this time, it was in the wilderness and the sky was dark all around. The appearance of vengeful ghosts just now made everyone's nerves tense and they were still in a state of lingering fear. This scream frightened many people so much that their hearts almost stopped. After a few seconds, The Thin Man who went to visit his relatives in Shen villa finally felt his soul return to his place. He immediately cursed in a trembling voice,
“What are you wailing about?” He was so scared that he almost peed his pants!
“There … There … It's gone!”
The man who was screaming was also quite frightened. He pointed in a direction and was already incoherent.
He pointed at a corner of the Ox cart's wheel. Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, but it was empty.
“What's gone?” Some people had yet to react.
The trip to Shen villa today was not smooth. They had encountered ghosts twice and the Ox-cart had also met with accidents one after another. Aunt Wu had been in a coma after encountering the ghost, causing everyone to gradually feel upset and extremely irritable.
yellow, yellow skin …
The old man who was driving the carriage was the first to react. He reached out and covered his chest, feeling that even breathing was very difficult.
“The yellow weasel that was killed by the car is gone!”
“..”
'Hiss!'
There was a series of gasps, and everyone finally remembered that the reason the carriage was forced to stop was that the Ox cart had hit and killed a huge weasel. The old man driving the carriage cried out 'bad luck', and then a series of ghost incidents happened after Auntie Wu got off the carriage.
The place was deserted. No one else had appeared since everyone got off the car.
The weasel was crushed under the wheels, spitting out blood. It was clearly dead, but it had strangely disappeared.
“How can he be resurrected in front of so many people?”
Everyone felt a chill run down their spine and they started discussing.”Are my eyes playing tricks on me?”
it's possible for one person to be seeing things, but everyone saw it. It's impossible for everyone to be seeing things together, right? ”
“Could it be a ghostly labyrinth?” It was The Thin Man who had gone to Shen villa to visit his relatives.
As soon as the word 'ghost' came out of his mouth, everyone shivered in unison and couldn't help but spit at him.
“Don't talk nonsense in broad daylight!”
Although he said this, the sky was dark at this time. The black clouds above their heads pressed down, and a gray fog floated in the mountain forest. The shadows of the trees rubbed against each other, and occasionally one or two howls could be heard. It was frightening.
“Daoist priest, what do you think?”
The group of people was in a daze. The old Daoist priest, who had previously shown his divine power and exorcised ghosts twice in a row, suddenly became the backbone of everyone.
“Yes, yes, yes, come and take a look, Daoist priest.”
Everyone made way for him and eagerly invited him to come forward.
Even song Changqing, who had almost died a moment ago, felt nervous. He looked at his master.
The old Daoist composed himself and did not decline. He strode forward.
Seeing him move, song qingxiao followed him quietly.
In the corner of the carriage, the shadow of the weasel had disappeared. The place where it had been lying had lost the mark of being rolled over. Even the blood it had spat out earlier had disappeared completely.
The old Daoist squatted down to take a closer look. He even reached out to feel the wheels. Finally, he found a few strands of yellow and black hair in a gap of the wheels. After sensing it carefully, he stood up.
As he was doing this, song qingxiao released her divine sense. After a while, she seemed to sense something and slowly opened her eyes.
“This is …” The old Daoist twirled the strands of yellow hair and turned around. Just as he opened his mouth, he saw his little disciple beside him and couldn't help but be shocked.
“You little girl …”
He was a little angry, but he turned and glared at song Changqing.
why don't you look after your little junior sister? is this a place she can walk around freely? ”
The trip to Shen villa was not smooth, and so many things had happened on the way, so everyone had to be extra careful.
These evil spirits and demons seemed to be deliberately blocking them, trying to delay their auspicious time, and thus choosing the easy targets to possess along the way.
The people in the carriage were all ordinary villagers. The old Daoist and his disciples were the only three cultivators who could suppress ghosts and gods.
However, song Qing did not have the talent to draw talismans and make demons since he was a child. He was also very timid and did not inherit much talent in catching demons and driving away evil.
Not to mention that aunt Wu had fallen into the trap twice, even song Changqing had almost been in trouble before. The old Taoist was naturally worried that she would be in trouble before she even reached Shen villa.
Song Changqing lowered his head, but he did not dare to talk back.
Chapter end
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