"Wow--"

I strode to the door and bent over and retching. At this time, I don’t care about the rules of the mountain gate, and I don’t care about the face of my master. I only know that I feel very uncomfortable now, from the inside out, and why I don’t know, but I can’t vomit anything. Instead, gradually, a trace of bone-permeable cold air emerges from my body. This is the coldness from the heart, not the timidity when seeing something dirty, but the fear that makes me tremble with my body and mind...

"The little disciple made the old man laugh..." Master Yang Yuanshan's voice sounded in the house, and then he heard his footsteps approaching me, accompanied by a slightly rebuke voice: "I have told you to be cautious in doing things, and my teacher also let you think clearly and look at it again. Look at you like this... Alas! I will inevitably deal with these things frequently in the future. Although yin and yang are different paths, it is the same for us practitioners. In fact, letting your teacher see you will also let you gain more knowledge..."

The Master's voice gradually became gentle. I guess it was because I was retching so hard. Before I finished speaking, I stepped forward and patted my back. I slowly calmed down my heart, then resisted the tumbling inside my body, and quickly stood up and explained: "Master, I actually saw it just now... Actually, I am not..."

"Okay!" The master glared at me slightly and said, "While it's still early, we will be here for one night. We will set off tomorrow morning. Let's go back to the house to rest if you have nothing to do."

Actually, what I want to say is not the terrifying appearance of the corpse, but I saw it... Alas! The master didn't listen to my explanation. Before I could say anything, he turned around and stretched into the house. The old man built two worn door panels for us at the door of the inner room, and then brought two pairs of bedding for us to use. In this way, the master untied his clothes and lay down to sleep. The old man also exchanged some greetings and returned to the inner room to rest. I was so heartbroken that I was facing the rows of black painted coffins on the left and right, and hurriedly walked to another bunk beside the master to sit down.

Looking at the master, he might be too tired. He had already made a slight snoring sound as soon as he lay down. I knew that his body had not recovered because of the injury he had broken the formation a few days ago. Although he acted like nothing happened these days, he didn't feel good from his haggard face. Although I was afraid, I was embarrassed to disturb him again, so I had to take off my clothes and lie on the door panel.

I had just glanced at the old man's inner room. It was very narrow inside, and it only accommodated a bed like a piece of goods and a full warehouse. So we had to put it in the hall. In other words, on the other side of us were rows of large black painted coffins, and the large coffin I just saw was not far from me. Now that I think about what I saw just now, I was still feeling cold in my heart!

Because, I clearly saw the female corpse’s eyes open, staring very loudly, fiercely, and angry! Didn’t the old man see her eyes? And the master, didn’t the master see either? Maybe he didn’t care if he saw it, because he is a famous tantric master all over the world!

I can't forget that look. Although she is different from the ghost I saw in the woods, they all have a common characteristic, as if they are trying to express something, what? I don't know, nor do I want to know, and even, I don't dare to think about it at all...

The gate of the Yizhuang Village and the main house were not closed. Maybe there was no door bolt installed. The room was very quiet, so quiet that I could clearly hear the cries of insects and ants. The oil lamp had been extinguished by the old man. The cold and thin moon outside the window was reflected on the door of the main house. It was so pale that I couldn't help but shrink into the bedding. I looked at my master again. He was already asleep, but I became more and more energetic, as if the previous fatigue and the pain on my feet had disappeared without a trace at this moment. To be precise, nothing can replace my complicated and fearful psychology at this moment!

"The moonlight is shy, and the birds are scattered and there are no people..." This is a joke often used by the older generation. It means that it is a very tangled place, with only bright moonlight, and nothing that is angry can't be seen. What about the rest? You can imagine what is left...

Hidden people means where dirty things exist or where they are very evil-

"Woooo~~~hahaha~~~"

Suddenly! That sound! The strange laughter and crying sound in the woods actually sounded outside the gate by chance-

"Cruff~~~" Because I was panicked for a moment, my body couldn't help but shrink back. At this moment, the breaking gate under me actually sounded the sound of teeth grinding. I felt cold all over, and cold sweat kept surging on my back...

In desperation, I had to look at Yang Yuanshan, but he didn't even mean to move when he was sleeping. I was afraid that he would wake him up and it would be nothing. Then I would definitely be scolded again!

Covering my head, I no longer looked at anything, but the moldy smell in the bedding was telling one thing. I hadn't removed or washed it for many years, and it really made me feel uncomfortable. At this time, because I was too nervous, I kept sweating on my forehead, and my body suddenly became hot. But I didn't dare to wipe the sweat, for fear that the door panel under me would ring again, and the things outside would just be like I fell asleep, I fell asleep... I fell asleep...

"Hao...Hao..."

The slow and rhythmic friction sounds seemed to be someone walking slowly towards the Yizhuang house, or perhaps walking outside the door, which looked like an old man with poor legs and feet. He staggered and dragged his way, so he made such a subtle and slow sound.

The sound never stopped, but became clearer and clearer. After a long time, I couldn't help but slowly reveal my head. In addition, the moldy smell in the quilt was really too strong, making people unable to breathe at all. I wiped the sweat beads on my forehead and looked out little by little...

The hall is dark and quiet, but outside the door is still filled with moonlight, illuminating the door pale-

"Huh!" Sure enough, there was nothing. I breathed a deep breath, as if these black-painted coffins were not as weird as the outside. Seeing that there was nothing at the door, I felt comforted and quickly wiped off the sweat beads on my forehead. Just as I was about to lie down and fell asleep, I still didn't forget to look back and take a look. This glance scared me so much that I was so scared that I saw a girl of similar age poking her head outside the door, staring at me with big black eyes-

“Geeh…Geeh…”

Her face was extremely pale, and under the moonlight, it became even whiter and brighter, but there was a trace of blood slowly overflowing on the corners of her mouth. It was said that it was blood because I couldn't see the black thing clearly, and she grinned and was clearly smiling at me...

"Ah!" I screamed and hid in the quilt, trembling all over, but then I thought, I am now the authentic successor of Maoshan, and I can't embarrass my master no matter what I do, right? Besides... that's just a girl who smiled at me. Even if she is a ghost, it may not cause any harm to me. In addition, the master is lying beside me, so she doesn't dare to come over, otherwise she wouldn't have lying at the door and poking her head out.

After thinking left and right, the courage I had developed in the past gradually played a role. I slowly stretched out my head again, grabbed the edge of the bedding with both hands, and suddenly opened it and looked out-

No... there is nothing...

I opened my mouth slightly and let out a breath of air, but before I could take back my gaze, I saw a figure full of white hair holding a long-haired head in my hands, flashing by the door. I could see clearly, this... Isn't this the strange ghost I saw in the woods? Why? How did it appear here?!

I could no longer help but whisper to Yang Yuanshan: "Master...Master...Wake up!"

"Shh!"

What surprised me was that Yang Yuanshan immediately made a gesture to silence me. It turned out that he was awake and he had not been asleep yet, but why didn't he let me speak? Is he clear about the things outside?

At this time, Yang Yuanshan also made movements. His left hand slowly took out from the bedding, but he was holding a stack of yellow talisman paper in his palm. It seemed that he had prepared it long ago. I felt warm in my heart for no reason, and I quickly closed my mouth tightly, not daring to make another sound!

"Lian'er...your head...your head...woo~~~haha~~~"

This time I only dared to listen carefully, and the strange sounds coming from outside gradually became clearer. I heard these words mixed in the whimpering sound. This is so strange. No ghost was running around holding the head of another ghost. Could it be...

"Dao thud...Dao thud..."

Suddenly! All the longevity coffins in the hall trembled in response, as if the ghosts inside wanted to drill out of the coffin but could not do what they wanted. Now I was panicked. At least dozens of black-painted coffins trembled at the same time. I imagine that such a scene was not afraid of it being fake!
Chapter completed!