Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Chapter 51 The inexplicable extra sixth person

After kicking the crooked-neck tree, Yang Cheng and the others continued on.

I don't know if his actions played a role, and after walking for several miles, I finally didn't see the crooked neck tree again.

"Look, what did I say, what the hell hit the wall, we just went the wrong way just now, so ah, people can't scare themselves."

The others quickly complimented, "Brother Cheng, ah, even if there is really a ghost, seeing how powerful Brother Cheng is, you should be scared away."

"That's right, so what if ghosts come, we have sold so many people, and we haven't tried selling ghosts yet."

"We are full of yang energy, so those monsters and ghosts dare not approach us."

The rest of the people laughed and joked a few words, the originally tense atmosphere was diluted and became relaxed again.

"It's estimated that in another ten minutes of walking, we should be able to go down the mountain."

Yang Cheng showed a smug smile, just when the atmosphere was peaceful and everyone was full of hope.

The originally lively team suddenly fell into a dead silence, as if someone had suddenly grabbed their throats, and no one could make any sound.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and Yang Cheng was still a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you."

"Cheng, brother Cheng, you, look at the front, what is that?"

The voice of the person who said this trembled violently, his face was as pale as paper, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Looking at your expression, you can still see a ghost."

Yang Cheng looked over casually. In an instant, his eyes bulged and all the blood drained from his face.

Because in fact, what they saw was scarier than ghosts, and what they saw was a tree with a crooked neck intact!

"Also, maybe it just looks a bit like it, and it's not the one that Brother Cheng kicked just now."

Originally, everyone still had weak expectations in their hearts, and they should just look a little similar, but after seeing the cloth strips floating on the tree.

Everyone is going crazy!

This tree is the one that Yang Cheng kicked before!

But now standing in front of them again, the fluttering cloth strips seemed to be silently laughing at their innocence.

Yang Cheng's eyes widened, filled with scarlet, and his expression of fear was almost beyond words. Not only him, but others also had similar expressions.

"This place is really evil."

"It can't really be ghosts."

"Obviously Brother Cheng kicked down this tree just now, why did it pop up again?"

The unchanging scenery around them, as well as the crooked-necked tree that could never be shaken off like a ghost, appeared in front of them again even though it was kicked down by Yang Cheng.

Can't find the way out anyway.

A series of supernatural events, like a huge stone, weighed heavily on them and they were almost out of breath.

Everyone was almost driven crazy.

The timid ones in the team were already crying.

I thought I saw hope, but I stepped into the abyss of despair again, as if there were two big invisible hands manipulating everything wantonly, admiring the desperate faces of these traffickers.

"What should I do, brother, we really met a ghost this time."

Yang Cheng pretended to be calm, "There's no ghost, it's still feudal superstition in what age."

If one ignores his pale complexion and trembling voice at the end, these words still sound convincing.

Everyone was in a panic, only Hu Xiaocao was the calmest, with a somewhat expectant expression on his face, which was in stark contrast to Yang Cheng and the others.

A few adults are not even as good as a child.

It's a pity that they were in a panic and didn't notice anything unusual about Hu Xiaocao. Even if they did, they wouldn't take it seriously.

The mountain wind whimpered endlessly, the pale moonlight fell on their faces, and the surrounding fog was so thick that they couldn't see the road at all. They seemed to be trapped in some kind of weird encirclement.

The cold wind swished in from the back of their necks, as if someone kept blowing cool air behind them, countless goose bumps appeared on their exposed skin.

"Go, continue to walk forward."

When Yang Cheng said this, his teeth were chattering.

Everyone was trembling, like frightened quails, huddled together, looking around vigilantly.

I was afraid that something would suddenly appear in the white mist.

Everyone moved forward cautiously. I don't know if it was an illusion. They felt that the surrounding fog seemed to be much smaller. At least they could see shadows on the ground now.

This is good news for them.

Fortunately in misfortune.

The reduction of the fog meant that they could see the road clearly and they would be able to leave this ghostly place immediately.

Yang Cheng took out the compass again, trying to determine the direction and position, but the compass didn't move.

"Damn it, I slipped up at the critical moment."

Yang Cheng swears and dropped the compass on the ground.

The compass instantly fell apart.

Now I can barely see the road under my feet clearly, but most of the surrounding environment is still hazy.

Now I can't tell the direction, and because I walked around just now, I don't know where I am now.

Although the fog has a tendency to disperse, it will probably take some time until it completely disappears, and it is impossible for everyone to stay where they are.

And after what happened just now, they didn't dare to stay in a daze.

Ma Tian looked at the compass on the ground and seemed to see something from the corner of his eye, "1, 2..."

"What are you counting at this time!"

Yang Cheng interrupted impatiently, already flustered, coupled with the counting voice, it sounded like a countdown to death,

Ma Tian pointed to the ground, his hands were shaking like a Parkinson's patient, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

"Why, there are only five of us, but there is an extra shadow on the ground?"

The moment the voice fell to the ground, the audience was dead silent.

Yang Cheng rubbed his eyes, because of too much panic, his facial features became a little distorted.

The four of them plus Hu Xiaocao, Yang Cheng was at the front, Ma Tian was at the back, and Liu Siming was in front, so it was logical that there was no one behind him.

Now there is an extra shadow behind him!

At this moment, Ma Tian's heart became extremely cold, like someone pouring cold water on him during the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the blood in his body instantly condensed into ice.

The sixth man is right behind him!

Everyone showed horror, there was really one more person in the team of five!

Who will be the sixth person?

When did he appear? No one noticed.

Ma Tian couldn't help swallowing his saliva, as if there was a razor blade in his throat, it hurt him unceasingly, but the so-called sixth person was right behind him.

Holding the flashlight, he turned his head slowly, never feeling that the time was so long.

"Crack-knock-"

Ma Tianfang seemed to hear the sound of his teeth chattering, but he soon realized that something was wrong. It was coming from the sixth person!

It's so heartbreaking, it's like countless bones and joints are rubbing together to make the sound!

Finally, when he turned his head with his shoulders, he saw the scene behind him clearly, but the scene that caught his eyes was something Ma Tian would never forget.

A pair of black eyes were staring at him, and a momentary chill came to his heart!