The fog surrounded the viaduct in a few seconds!

The entire bridge seemed to be in the deep mountains and forests.

At the same time, a cold wind blew on the bridge.

The cold wind blew on the face, and the coolness rose from the soles of the feet.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

In this gloomy wind, everyone heard the whimpering crying!

Yan Kuan nervously forgot to breathe, and unconsciously approached Feng Zhibai: "Yes, are you here?"

Feng Zhibai put his hands together in front of his abdomen, and his starry eyes flashed with dangerous signals constantly looking at the end of the viaduct.

"Now I am here to find the true spirit. If there is any offense, no wonder there is any wonder. I only hope to help you to quickly reveal the true spirit. The Supreme Lord is urgent and as ordered by the law!"

Chen Xiaodao's soul-summoning technique rang for the third time, and the three-clear bells in his hand were already shaking for countless hours.

The old rice sprinkled rice, and the sweat on his forehead fell down as big as beans.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Seeing that the rice in the bag was getting less and less, Lao Mi was a little anxious.

Chen Xiaodao changed Sanqingling's hand and looked at Feng Zhibai first. Seeing that she was staring at the viaduct, she turned around and looked at the end.

It almost made him jump on the spot!

At the end of the viaduct, there were no less than a hundred little ghosts standing!

These little ghosts held their heads, stood with their hands hanging down, and their heels off the ground. After hearing the shaking of the Sanqing Bell, they seemed to have found their direction and began to float towards Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mitou.

The dense little ghosts looked particularly weird in the fog!

"Damn!"

The old and the young said aloud at the same time.

"Didn't it mean that there are not so many wandering ghosts here on the viaduct!"

As the rice is sprinkled, Lao Mi is about to cry.

Chen Xiaodao didn't expect that there would be so many little ghosts. He hung Sanqingling on his body and turned around to see the fragrance behind him!

The two incense sticks in the incense burner burned quickly as if they had added horsepower!

The cigarette floated quickly in the direction of the little ghosts.

"Oh no, it's so popular, it's too fast!"

Seeing that Kanxiang was about to see the bottom of the game, Chen Xiaodao flipped through the yellow cloth bag and took out two more pieces to ignite them, but as soon as he went down, only half of them was left.

"No, it's so popular!"

Lao Mi was also stunned.

It’s popular to be a ghost, and it won’t stop unless it’s full.

Once the fragrance is gone after halfway, the little ghost will go crazy and mess up.

At this time, you either just straight or just coax.

But there are too many wandering ghosts in front of them now!

It is impossible to coax, you can only fight hard.

but!

The current situation is too large for the enemy!

It is said that two fists cannot beat four hands. Five of them, one can be literary but not martial, the other can do nothing, the other is a half-baked old man, the other is lying on the ground, and the other is unable to master Taoism.

If this fight really starts, you will have to slap before it is over.

Chen Xiaodao was a little anxious, half-squatted on his knees, and took out all the incense: "Old Mi, you hold the incense burner and sprinkle the incense while changing the incense. I'll go in and find Gu Yu's soul and spirit!"

"Ah? Do I have four hands?"

"Don't, you can use both feet! Take it!"

Put the incense burner and incense into Lao Mitou's arms.

Lao Mi felt wronged but he didn't say it.

The crying eyes were looking at Feng Zhibai for help.

But Feng Zhibai didn't care about them at all. After receiving Lao Mitou's asking for help, he walked to the middle of the viaduct as if nothing had happened, and his eyes were brightly looked at the river outside the bridge.

Not her illusion.

The aura here is very strange.

It is obviously not as heavy as the Yin Qi, but there are so many wandering ghosts.

Moreover, these wandering ghosts did not die on the viaduct or nearby, but seemed to have come from somewhere.

There is also the river water. When I come here at noon, the water is light and the color is light, and it doesn't look dark.

But now, under the night, the color of the water is black and bottomless.

The ancients said: Water is clear and shallow, water is blue and deep, and water is dark and water is abyss.

I'm afraid there is a deep abyss hidden under the water.

And there is something in this abyss that can attract these little ghosts.

Yan Kuan could not see anything, and standing on the viaduct, he could only see the misty surrounding him.

Now, seeing Feng Zhibai concentrate on looking at the river, he came over carefully: "Are you sure you won't come forward to help?"

"What are you helping? Are they not able to handle it themselves?"

She shook her hands impatiently, but she was in no mood to pay attention to Yan Kuan.

Yan Kuan coughed unconsciously, turned to look at Lao Mitou and Chen Xiaodao, who were dancing, and raised his hand to signal Feng Zhibai to look over.

Feng Zhibai followed his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. When her eyes touched the two of them, the impatientness on her face turned into a big embarrassing word.

I saw Lao Mitou hanging a rope around her neck, and the incense burner was tied to the rope.

He kept changing the incense in his left hand, and held the incense rice in his right hand, and took the time to spread the incense rice in his right hand.

Before he started, he was already tired after going back and forth.

But the speed of sprinkling the rice in Lulu was far less than that of the ghost. After one or two, Lao Mi was in a hurry to sprinkle the rice in Lululu into the incense burner and threw the incense in his hand to the ground.

Among the hundreds of ghosts, Chen Xiaodao pulled a red rope and jumped back and forth like a snake, shouting here: "Gu Yu, your mother called you home for dinner!"

He shouted with a shout, and he stopped the little ghosts around him.

"Eat—Food——"

"Eat—Food——"

"Go back home and eat!"

When these little guys heard the meal, they started to go to Lao Mitou more quickly as they heard the call!

This killed Lao Mi Tou, and he didn't have time to sprinkle rice, so he just wanted to change the incense.

"Ah! Chen Xiaodao, can you hurry up! I can't hold on!"

Seeing that the fragrance and rice in his hand were getting less and less, his tears fell.

Don't look for him in this way in the future!

Too scary!

"It's almost done, I'll find it right away! Hold on for a while!"

Chen Xiaodao was also anxious. Who would have thought that there would be so many ghosts tonight? If I had known it, it would be better to be more accurate in the hospital.

"Gu Yu! Where are you? Can you make a sound when you hear it?"

He went to flip through one by one, but none of these ghosts and ghosts were!

Seeing that there were only a few left in a large area, he was already there.

"No, I won't come, right? No, I will turn it over again!"

The Sanqing Bell in his hand turned a corner, and he jumped in front of him again.

Just as he was about to find him again, Lao Mitou screamed and directly cut off his thoughts.

"ah!"

"Bang--"

At the same time, the sound of the incense burner falling to the ground sounded.

He looked back in shock.

The rope around Lao Mitou's neck was broken, and there was no fragrance in his hand, and there was no trace of guide rice.
To be continued...