Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Mu was taken aback for a moment, then he suppressed his expression, pretended that he hadn't touched anything, and grabbed a few more, but he couldn't touch the thing again. He had an unexpected yet reasonable feeling. Feel.

The skin is cold and biting, not like human flesh, but like a stone.And he only felt this feeling the moment he touched that thing, and then passed through that thing's body, as if the touch just now was an illusion brought about by his mental disorder.

Although the contact for so many days did not bring him a big change, it allowed him to perceive such a subtle difference.That momentary touch was obviously not noticed by the person behind him.

Ding Mu kept the expression on his face, retracted his hand, and took a step back to look at the thing again.

The black air around it is very light and faint, but it is especially obvious under the moonlight, and its color cannot be concealed even in the dark night.Ding Mu has seen this kind of black before, his amulet, Guan Yi's knife, and the stone flakes exposed from the dry bones of "Zhang Haifeng", many things are this thick and delicate black, even a thin layer has it Different from ordinary black.

Like a night without any light.

No light seems to be reflected by it.

For some reason, this color always reminds Ding Mu of the moon.

It's not a big, round moon hanging in the sky right now, but a real moon.

real moon?

Ding Mu was taken aback when this word came out, it appeared in his mind without warning, as if he had seen the "real moon" before.

The feeling of "deja vu" came and went quickly, and when he went back to think about the feeling just now, he couldn't grasp it anymore.

"Did you bring something?" Ding Mu looked at the black air circling Cheng Suxiang's backpack, and couldn't help wondering what it was that made the black air so interested.

"Me? What can I bring? Don't we both have the same tools in our bags?!" Cheng Suxiang looked aggrieved.

Ding Mu felt the same way, their bags were the same except for some special tools, and those special tools didn't have the experience of attracting spirits—or even if they did, they didn't know.

"Look, I brought food, drink, thorns, ropes... nothing wrong with any of them!" Cheng Suxiang was about to count on his hands, but his arms were too heavy to lift, so he had to give up.

The thing behind Cheng Suxiang didn't move other than staring at the void, and it seemed that it had no effect on them for a short time.However, who knows when this thing will suddenly attack?This place is no different than outside the mountain, and there are not so many precautionary measures. If this thing has a black hand on Cheng Suxiang—or even possesses Cheng Suxiang, he may not be able to find out in time.

He looked forward to Guan Yi's arrival again, like a special way of praying.

If Guan Yi was here, he would definitely have a solution.

Ding Mu closed his eyes, stared at the thing behind Cheng Suxiang, and slowly pulled down his backpack.He had a dagger in his backpack, and some charms that he asked for before entering the mountain. If this thing is a ghost in the traditional sense, these spells should work on it... right?

In the era of materialism, he really can't guarantee whether these things are useful - and he can't test them.

This thing, if the test fails, it may not survive.

Ding Mu's actions seemed to have attracted some attention, not only the attention of the thing stuck behind Cheng Suxiang's back, but also the gaze of another spy.

Cheng Suxiang was aware of the sudden increased sense of peeping. He twisted his neck uneasily, trying to relax his shoulders.

This shows that the person behind is not only staring at them, but may be staring at more places, which is why Ding Mu caught his—or their—attention when he moved.

Ding Mu dug out for a long time, but still nothing came out.The sense of prying was gradually diminishing, as if the man had lost interest seeing Ding Mu not doing anything else, and turned to look elsewhere.

Ding Mu's hand touched a bag, which was his bag of charms. He was about to pull it out when his hand suddenly touched something cold.And at the same time, it made a crisp sound: "Ring ring ring..."

Ding Mu was startled by it, his hands shook, and he accidentally brought it out and fell to the ground.

The crisp ringtone made Ding Mu's nerves tremble suddenly, dispelled some drowsy and tired feeling, and made his brain more sensitive.

The moment the bell rang, Ding Mu keenly felt the sudden sense of peeping around him, as if at that moment, the person who was watching them lost consciousness and even forgot what he was doing.

And at the moment when the prying eyes froze, the things on Cheng Suxiang's back were also startled, the state of clamping Cheng Suxiang's body changed, and they fell silently to the ground.

The thing looked dazed, it didn't seem to feel any pain, and it didn't want to get up, so it just fell on the ground half-prone and half-lying.

Like touching porcelain, Ding Mu slandered.