Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

The sound of Xi Suo's footsteps came from far to near, passing through the tall grass.

After the sound of "slapping, slapping", there was a sweeping sound of "hissing", which was a bit muddy.

Xie Qiushi closed his eyes and listened for a while, propped his chin, tilted his head, tapped his knuckles rhythmically on his elbows.

Steward Ling stood behind him with his hands down, standing quietly, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

The sound of "slapping" sounded for a while, then suddenly spread out, and surrounded it from all directions, the sound of footsteps was like waves, approaching round and round.

The tall grass trembled wildly, "instigating", the encircling circle became smaller and smaller, and the center of the circle was exactly the forest of camellia steles they were in!

Xie Qiushi slowly opened his eyes, put his fingers into his sleeves, took out a folding fan, untied the bead string around his neck, wrapped it around his wrist, and pinched it between his fingers together with the handle of the fan.

"Papa..."

"Papa..."

"Papa..."

The withered grass was trampled under the feet, swaying here and there, revealing the shadows interspersed with it——under the moonlight, the densely packed figures were stretched thin and long like ghosts, and nailed crookedly among the graves like thin needles.

Xie Qiushi sighed: "Neither a fox demon nor a baby, Ling Jian, what do you think they are?"

The steward Ling shook his head again and again, and said for a long time, "Master, they are living people."

"It's not just living people." Master Xie smiled faintly, "They're all men."

During the conversation between the two, the dense clouds and black ink clusters in the sky were dispersed by the clear moonlight. Looking up from the dead man's slope, the bright moon in the sky was as big as a human face, and the faint "dark waves" on the moon disk were like the face of an old woman. The gully on the top is also like the beard on the left side of the fox's mouth, occasionally forming a ring, and it looks like the deep and ferocious tooth marks left by a baby boy after sucking his mother's milk.

Xie Qiushi watched quietly, his thoughts wandering freely between the Fox Immortal Temple, Dongling City, and Zhu Bailing, until the first sharp and high-pitched cry woke him up.

No one started, the group of "ghosts" wandered and cried like wandering ghosts in front of the forest of steles, their movements were chaotic, like newborn children scrambling for food, rushing towards the sarcophagus of the forest of steles, but they entangled each other and fell to the ground.

After listening carefully, the ghost cry is not quite like a fox cry, nor like a baby, but rather like the sound of a reed trembling rapidly in a human bell jar. It was a muffled crashing sound at first, then a humming sound, and finally changed into a sound. Weeping for the sharp "woo hoo" in the throat.

Master Xie flicked his folding fan, unfolded the fan with a "shua", and looked at Guanshi Ling: "Ling Jian, get out of the way."

A gleam of light flashed in the chaotic eyes of the steward Ling: "De Ling!"

As soon as the ghost body appeared, he flew away like a paper kite. Xie Qiushi pressed his palm to the ground, spoke plausibly, and rose into the air.

In an instant, the sleeves were full of light, the shawl was covered with stars, his wrists were folded back, and the handle of the fan drew a circular arc. A fierce sword energy pierced the sky, and with a thunderbolt, the flames splashed everywhere, and the heavy bluestone coffin that had just been closed was smashed on the spot. Cleave it open, and scattered bones all over the ground!

The steward Ling hurriedly shouted: "Master! Don't provoke them!"

Sect Leader Xie turned a deaf ear to it, swept his snow sleeves away, blowing sand and flying stones, bones leaping up from the ground.

But there was a pause when the wailing ghost was heard, and a needle could be heard in the wilderness for a moment, and the next moment, the loud roar almost shook the sky brightly, and the boys who were entangled with each other like children learning to walk suddenly gathered together They piled up in clusters, walking on two legs became four limbs, crawling while screaming, you stacked me, I rolled you, gathered into clusters of huge "human face towers", and rushed forward together!

Xie Qiushi tapped his toes and leaped to a tall stone tablet. The half-human, half-ghost Ling Jian floated behind him. He turned around and shouted "wait", then flew down like a swallow, swaying again for a moment When he came back, he was still holding a man who was yelling "Aoao".

"Ling Jian." Xie Qiushi said, "Open his mouth."

Steward Ling rushed forward, flicking his sleeves, rubbing his fists, breaking the man's chin with one hand, pressing the back of his head with the other, and pulling hard.

The man was obviously still screaming a moment ago, but when he saw that the two of them were about to move his mouth, he immediately bit his teeth like clam shells, sobbing with stuffy nose.

Master Xie looked at him with folded arms, and suddenly smiled slyly. Under the clear light of the bright moon, the young man's smile was as handsome as a jewel, and the madman would forget to cry, but at this moment, this beauty raised her palm and clicked. With a sound, the man's jaw was removed.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and - -" There was a piercing wail, the man's mouth was forced to open half his face wide open, in the scarlet mouth, the tongue coating was gray, but the tongue tip was fiery red like a newborn child.

Headmaster Xie didn't pay attention to the twitching tongue, but stared straight at the man's upper and lower rows of teeth. He could see clearly under the moonlight that there were dense growths in front of the two rows of withered and yellow teeth. More than a dozen new teeth for children!

The steward let out a breath of air, but Xie Qiushi seemed to have found some interesting toy, and studied it with interest: "No wonder these people can't utter human words, so they have two teeth."

Seeing his high spirits, the steward Ling had no choice but to compliment him: "Young master is very discerning and extremely intelligent."

Headmaster Xie found it very helpful, he "hummed" twice, and then asked: "Guan Ling, do you think these teeth can be pulled out?"

Ling Jian felt a pain in his mouth, before he could open his mouth, Xie Qiushi tore off his sleeve, pulled out a handful of silver thread, wrapped one end around his fingertips, and looped the other end, and put it on the deciduous teeth that had just protruded.

The steward thought of his mouth full of dry teeth, and subconsciously closed his eyes. Then his face turned cold, and a bloody smell came to his nostrils. He opened his eyes and looked up, facing the man full of blood. The screams went straight into the sky.

Ling Jian closed his eyes again.

Xie Qiushi mercifully connected the man's chin, and then he heard him cry hoarsely: "Mother!! Mother!! Mother!!!"

Xie Qiushi smiled and said: "Look at you, it's useless, you cry and call your mother when you feel a little pain."

The man didn't seem to understand what he said, and was still wailing: "Mother!!! Mother!!! Mother——"

"Stop yelling, stop yelling..." Xie Qiushi waved his fan, rubbed blood foam on the silk with his fingers, and suddenly said "Huh".

Guanshi Ling: "Master...he..."

I saw the man in a state of embarrassment lying on the stone tablet, his eyes were slack, apparently unconscious, but he stretched his hands and legs, and clawed towards the grave under the tombstone, still shouting: "Mother!!! Mother!" !!!mother!!!"

"Master," Ling Jian asked tremblingly, "he...why is he crying to the bottom? Could it be that his head hurt..."

Head Xie's face darkened, he suddenly raised his leg, and kicked the squirming man off the stele.

With a muffled "poof", the man's heavy body hit the top of the towering "Human Face Tower", and he quickly joined the crawling team under his feet, crawling forward with all four limbs, crying: "Mom...mother...mother— —”

The melody and tone overlapped, his shout was like the sound of a piano melting into the strings, and the water splashed into the lake, and he became a member of "Ghost Crying Under the Moon" without any violation.

"It's not because of the pain..." Xie Qiushi murmured, speaking very lightly and slowly, "All of them have always called this 'mother'."