I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly a burst of music sounded in He Xingtian's head. He looked up and saw a team approaching from a distance, with flags fluttering and drums and music playing loudly. There were about a hundred people, and a few people in front of them.
There were ten people at the head, followed by a few tall horses, with several general-like figures sitting on them, followed by fifty or sixty guards. Finally, there were a few beggars in ragged clothes, who seemed to be begging behind.
It's really strange that those beggars dare to beg from such a person. I don't know what they think.
"Yun Zhongting, hey! Wake up! Hey! Wake up!" He Xingtian wanted to wake him up, but Yun Zhongting seemed to be dead and had no reaction at all.
He Xingtian had to find a way by himself. "What should we do?" At this time, He Xingtian noticed that the team was approaching, and he could already see their eyebrows and eyes clearly.
The wind picked up! Those people's turbans were floating up. He Xingtian discovered that their turbans were all black. Those holding flags in the honor guard in front had expressionless faces, their faces were ashen, their eyes were straight, and their mouths were open.
Open, the stench emanating from it can be smelled far away. If you look closely, it seems that their legs are not bent, but like two wooden sticks. If you look at the words written on their flags, you don't recognize them.
Yes, a dark mess.
He Xingtian was worried, not knowing what the hell he had encountered.
At this time, Yun Zhongting still hadn't woken up, and He Xingtian didn't dare to say hello loudly, for fear of disturbing the things passing by.
The generals also walked up to them. He Xingtian observed them carefully, not daring to express his anger.
The first one is a tall man, burly, very fat, with a beard, sunken eyes, red and swollen eyelids, lips turned outward, as if he is always ready to eat. He is wearing white clothes, with feet
He was wearing a pair of white boots. He was holding a stick in his hand, with a few white strings wrapped around the top. He should have the highest official position in the team.
The second one is a thin man. He wears a pointed hat with black strips of cloth tied to it. His face is like residual snow, he has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his eyes are narrow and narrowed to a slit, but they emit a chilling light.
His mouth was always closed, and his lips were thin and long, like two pieces of flesh sandwiched together. He was wearing black clothes and a pair of soap boots. Under his crotch was a tall black horse.
The third one is a young man with a golden hairpin on his head. His face is long and has almost no ups and downs. His nose is also flat, as if it is attached to the top of his mouth. But his body is slender, like a piece of wood.
The stick went straight up and down, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. He was dressed in green, which was in perfect contrast to his appearance. It was really nondescript and puzzling. Instead, he wore a pair of red boots and rode a white horse.
The colors are really bright and eye-catching.
The fourth one is the most interesting. She is a woman with messy hair, dull eyes, and a white silk scarf stuffed in her mouth. She seems to be forced to do this. She has a ruddy face, her hands are tied behind her back, and she is riding upside down.
Immediately, she was wearing black clothes and pink cloth shoes. At first glance, she knew she was a peasant girl.
These people slowly walked past He Xingtian. Only the woman saw him with her eyes, but she was speechless. The woman shook her head like a rattle, signaling He Xingtian to keep quiet.
Facing the cold air, He Xingtian felt ice-cold all over his body. His heart was shaking so hard that it was about to pop out of his body.
After He Xingtian silently watched the team pass by, he loudly greeted Yun Zhongting. At this time, Yun Zhongting slowly woke up.
Yun Zhongting asked: "What are you doing? You disturbed my sweet dream! It's really annoying!"
"What's going on with you? I can't wake you up. Could it be that you've been possessed by evil?" He Xingtian asked, "Just now, you didn't see it. It was a near miss. I didn't even know how to give it to you.
He said, I just saw a scene I had never seen before, it was so terrifying!"
Yun Zhongting's expression changed, "Could it be the legendary..." He didn't dare to say any more, his eyes were filled with fear.
"What's going on?" He Xingtian continued to ask, "If I don't tell you, are you going to keep it in your heart?"
"Some things can't be talked about. You can experience it yourself!" Yun Zhongting didn't want to talk to him anymore.
At this time, two men came over, untied them and took them away. I don't know where they were going.
The woods were really big, and it was chilly inside. From time to time, there were a few calls of unknown birds. Yun Zhongting was silent the whole time, and He Xingtian was walking with his head down.
The two men didn't speak, but just led the way. He Xingtian felt a coldness all over his body, just like the feeling when the group of people passed by just now, and he couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and a creepy feeling was getting closer and closer. He Xingtian felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. He didn't know what Yun Zhongting felt like. He just felt that he always had some
Something is wrong, it gives people a weird feeling.
The two men escorted them into a house. There was nothing inside. Two iron ropes hung from the roof, with a distance of about ten feet in between. They were tied to the iron ropes, and then they were tied to the iron ropes.
Hanged up.
At this time, Yun Zhongting still didn't speak. I really don't know what's going on! He Xingtian can't care so much anymore. He doesn't know if he can still see the sun tomorrow.
At this moment, the two people suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared. Yun Zhongting also opened his mouth in surprise and said: "He Xingtian, have you noticed that since we met the man holding a little red
We are not living well as a beggar with a spiritual tablet."
"Oops! You finally spoke. We've all reached this point. You need to think of a way quickly, or you'll all die here!" As he said this, he shook the iron rope on his body.
At this time, a dark man with long hair, a red face, black teeth, and smell of alcohol appeared. He walked into the room. He Xingtian hated people like this the most, so he quickly turned his head away, not wanting to
Look at him. However, this damn person is annoying. He walked up to He Xingtian, giggled, grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously, like a disobedient naughty boy.
He Xingtian kicked him aside.
Yun Zhongting looked at it and laughed out loud, "Why are you so strong? Aren't you afraid that he will kill you?"
He Xingtian glared at him and said, "What is that thing? It stinks of alcohol and suffocated me to death. A dead drunkard!"
At this time, the man stood up, took out a wine bottle from behind, opened the lid, and started drinking. The last two sips were spat on He Xingtian, and then he poured the rest of the wine on him.
, then ran to the door, took a torch, and raised it in front of He Xingtian's face.
"You're right, I'm an alcoholic!" As he said that, his whole body turned into white bones.