Chapter 2 Creepy
The night was as cool as water, and a bright full moon hung in the dark blue night sky, covering the whole earth with a faint golden halo.

Such a beautiful night is pleasant, but the scene in front of me looks a little weird. If someone sees this terrifying scene in the middle of the night, they will definitely be scared out of their wits, or they will pee their pants in fear.

A man dressed in an old way looks like he is about 50 years old. The faint moonlight is pouring on his Taoist robe, and he can't tell what color it is. He holds a bell in his hand and keeps moving with his steps. , the bell made a crisp sound. If it was normal, no one would think there was anything wrong with this sound, but in this silent wilderness forest, it sounded creepy. .

In fact, this is nothing, the scariest thing is those people behind the old man, indeed, those people are no longer human, they are all cold and stiff corpses, with their hands stretched out, their legs straight, following Behind the old Taoist, they jumped in unison.

These corpses were placed every six or seven feet, with tall felt hats on their heads, and a yellow paper amulet pressed on their foreheads, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

At the end of this group of corpses, followed closely was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. He was slender, with star eyebrows and sharp eyes, but his dark face looked a bit childish.He was wearing a coarse cloth waistcoat, and under the refraction of the moonlight, the muscles on his arms gleamed dimly, showing his strong and strong physique even more.

It's just that the young man now has a slightly terrified look on his face. While walking closely behind the group of corpses, he kept looking back, as if he was afraid that something scary would come out from behind.

"Wu Feng! Why are you always looking behind you?"

A slightly reproachful voice came over, startling the young man, his face flushed red, fortunately it was late at night, otherwise this embarrassment would have been seen by others.

"Master...how do you know that I am looking back...you don't have eyes behind your back..." the boy asked hesitantly.

The old Taoist was still shaking the soul-absorbing bell in his hand, striding forward, without turning his head, he said coldly: "Your boy is short of breath, and your steps are disordered, as a teacher, I can tell without looking, are you afraid? "

"Master... the apprentice is not afraid, it's just..." The young man wanted to argue, but he couldn't find a perfunctory reason, and he didn't know how to continue in the middle of the sentence.

The old Taoist laughed loudly, but the movement of his hands did not stop, but his voice was much softer: "Feng'er, if you are afraid, I will not blame you as a teacher. After all, this is your first time. Come out as a teacher, and you won’t be afraid if you practice more in the future.”

"Oh." The boy responded, biting his lip, but still couldn't help but secretly glanced behind him, behind him were the shadows of some dark weeds and trees, and there was nothing else. , but there is always a feeling of panic in his heart, which makes him very uneasy.

"Feng'er, if you feel afraid from behind, you might as well come to my teacher's side and watch from behind." The old Taoist seemed to have eyes behind him, and he sensed Wu Feng's panic, and he was neither cold nor cold. said hotly.

(End of this chapter)

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