If you become a monster, you will succeed

Looking at the little finger with the titanium crystal ring that Feng Xue handed out, Gui suddenly felt like laughing, how old is this, and still pulling the hook?

But thinking that this is one of the few masters who can get incense these years, the ghost still stretched out his withered fingers.

When the two fingers hooked together, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth couldn't help but curl up. While shaking her fingers like a child, she said:

"A liar will swallow a thousand needles!"

"I'll swallow your grandma's mouth!" The ghost cursed inwardly, but Feng Xue was sincere, and immediately took out three incense sticks from the Ming paper bag and put them in front of the coffin, lit them with Mao's white candle, and then waved her hand road:

"Eat and drink well!"

...

Saying goodbye to the coffin ghost, Feng Xue suddenly felt at ease, humming a little tune while walking up the mountain, but as she walked, she heard sobbing again, but it was different from the coffin ghost crying before, this time the sobbing There was obviously a bit of prayer in the voice.

"Fuck, why do you feel like you've entered a beggar's den?"

Feng Xue grinned, suddenly there was a sense of sight that after giving money to a beggar, a group of beggars all came together to ask for money, but he didn't even care about these things that they asked for without showing their faces. No, he waved his hand like chasing flies, and muttered:

"He has a coffin anyway, and you don't have anything. Where can I put the incense? Where is your grave? Show me the way, and I'll bring some for you when I go to the grave."

As soon as the voice fell, the crying in her ears disappeared immediately. After that, Feng Xue only felt a blur in front of her eyes. At the road sign up the mountain where the handwriting was not clear, there were five people in white clothes, whose faces could not be seen clearly, but they were all about the same height. The white shadows around Mi San raised their right hands in unison, and pointed towards the mountain.

Following the direction of their fingers, Feng Xue squinted her eyes, only to find that on this mountain full of dead trees, there was an open space that looked like psoriasis. Judging from what these ghosts meant, it should be a so-called cemetery.

"No, this route is not the same as the road I went down the mountain!"

Although the distance is a bit far, Feng Xue clearly remembers that the road when he landed was a straight up and down path, extending to the village on one side, and going directly to the top of the mountain on the other end, and this land is obviously on the side of the mountainside , even the dark side.

"Building a grave on the shady side of the mountain is really a standard setting. From this point of view, this is the so-called cemetery. Then what is on the top of the mountain at the end of the road? It can't be that the ghost feels that the cemetery is not worthy of him, so he is in the cemetery. Did you build another grave for yourself on the top of the mountain?"

Feng Xue said a cold joke, but she could clearly feel that something was wrong here.

First of all, since there are graves on the mountain, why are these five white shadows in this village, and what is going on with that coffin ghost?

It can't be bullying from the ghost world, can it?

"The coffin ghost can talk and communicate directly, at least at the level of wraith spirits, while the five white clothes can only cry, and show up to show the way at most. They should be just wandering spirits. According to the previous frustrated player and the fake player, there have been several ghosts here. A ghost-level player, which means that there is at least one ghost here, as for the fierce god..."

Feng Xue looked up at the top of the mountain, with yin and yang flowing in her eyes, Jiang Ziya's Qi Wang technique unfolded, but she could only see some dark clouds, she couldn't help curling her lips:

"If you dare to say that you are a fierce god with this aura, then the fierce god in this game is too worthless."

Thinking of this, Feng Xue took a step forward, walked up the mountain road, and came to a gentle slope, but he frowned slightly:

"Strange, from the bottom of the mountain, it should be walking from here!"

Feng Xue looked around, but couldn't find a fork in the road. Feng Xue thought for a moment. He had watched a lot of horror movies. The road was broken.

But he, who had already located the location of the cemetery, did not look sideways, stepped on the weeds, walked through the dead wood forest, and walked all the way towards the cemetery.

"Feng Xue~~Feng Xue~~"

As she walked, Feng Xue's ears moved slightly, and she vaguely heard someone shouting behind her, her expression couldn't help being a little weird:

"Good guy, after I came to this world, the only one who knew my name was the policeman and the student boy, but this ghost knew it? Mind reading? Or did I think I was calling myself an auditory hallucination? Usually, at such times, I just turn around , will be caught by ghosts?"

When Feng Xue thought of this, her footsteps stopped, but the voice in her ear was even more urgent.

"It's annoying!"

Feng Xue turned her head suddenly, but it was dark in front of her eyes, and what she saw was a bloody mouth that almost completely obscured the entire field of vision.

The teeth were sharp like daggers, and there were barbs on her tongue. Feng Xue's face darkened when she saw this, and she stretched out her hand...

"vomit~"

Seeing a pile of unidentified filth sprayed out, Feng Xue immediately jumped back, the pile of rotten flesh and dirty mucus spilled all over the ground, and two somewhat familiar heads could be seen vaguely , seems to be a player I've seen before.

Feng Xue, who was so good at avoiding these things, immediately became angry, staring and scolding:

"Fuck, why did you vomit! Do you have a sense of public morality?"

The big-headed ghost clutched his throat, and when he heard Feng Xue's words, he was also annoyed, and immediately said angrily:

"I'll slap your throat and you won't vomit? Shit! How did you touch me?"

The big-headed ghost suddenly widened his eyes as if he had reacted suddenly, but Feng Xue said strangely when he heard the words:

"Fresh, if you bite me, you can kill me. If you can kill me, you will come into contact with me. Since you can get in touch with me, why can't I get in touch with you?"

"That's right!" The big-headed ghost slapped his head, but Feng Xue suddenly felt a kind of IQ suppression. She always felt that bullying this kind of mentally handicapped was a little bit cheap, so what should I do?

But since the other party has come up to find fault, he didn't mean to let it go. He immediately pulled out the pen and said softly:

"Let's write, Fanghua..."

Before the words fell, the Bixian wearing a skirt floated out of the pen, holding a book in his hand, but his face was full of disgust:

"Just call out if you need to. Don't make up that embarrassing word?"

"Isn't this doing as Romans do?" Feng Xue spread out her hands, but the big-headed ghost finally got smart, taking advantage of Feng Xue and Bixian's awkward chat, at a speed that even Feng Xue's eyesight couldn't catch it, it flickered. Behind him, a bloody mouth opened wide again.

But Feng Xue just stood there stiffly, without looking back, even the Bixian who wanted to do something was held down there by him.

The big-headed ghost opened his mouth, looked at the man who seemed to be a stone sculpture in front of him, and said angrily:

"Why don't you turn around?"

There is a power outage, and the power of the laptop is limited, so I will only have one chapter tonight.