Chapter 1267: Group of ghosts

The stern ghost howl resounded through the eardrums, causing the three of them to tremble.
When Hu Yu opened her eyes, what she saw was the dense black night and the ghosts covered with gray fluorescent lights over the mountains and plains.
In fact, it was night when they got lost in the cemetery, but because of blindness they always thought it was daytime.
"Run away!"
Zhang Daoshan shouted.
The three of them ran fast, with ghosts constantly surrounding them. Zhang Daoshan and Zhang Wanlin opened a way out of the encircled circle with their peach-wood swords.
The ghosts around seemed endless, and the heads of people who were full of ghosts moved around.
Where did Hu Yu pass through these scenes, she fell to the ground after not running for long, and could no longer move, crying, "Go away, leave me alone, all this is my fault!"
"What silly thing are you talking about?"
Seeing that Zhang Wanlin couldn't move, he picked her up and ran, Zhang Daoshan opened the way.
The golden sword marks of the mahogany sword pierced the void, and it was fleeting. The ghosts in front were swept away, but there were more followers.
Zhang Daoshan took out a pile of talisman paper from his pocket, and sprinkled it, and the talisman paper was lined up side by side, orderly like serious guards.
They formed a wall and pushed forward, sweeping a hole from the increasingly dense encirclement.
The two of them followed closely behind the talisman paper, their entire bodies shrouded in the golden light scattered by the talisman paper.
The cemetery finally came to an end, and the ghosts were left behind and merged into a torrent rushing here.
The effect of the talisman paper disappeared, and they fell in all directions, like losing the life of the soul, and the surroundings dimmed again.
At this moment, Zhang Wanlin's ankle was grabbed by a ghost emerging from the ground. He kicked a few violently, but there was no effect at all, and he watched the ghost coming closer and closer.
Hu Yu can't die here, she is still so young.
Zhang Wanlin thought in his heart, suddenly felt a fiery power flowing on his shoulders. By the way, he had forgotten at such a critical moment, and there was red clothes! Just as he was about to summon the red shirt, a golden light flashed in front of him, and the ghost instantly turned into two halves and disappeared to the ground.
Zhang Daoshan took the peach wood sword and shouted to Zhang Wanlin: "Escape! If you don't have to be a last resort, don't wear red clothes."
He abruptly stopped those ghosts by himself, and Zhang Wanlin was full of enthusiasm. If it weren't for the woman in his arms, he would go up and fight them desperately.
"Master, you must be careful!"
Zhang Wanlin hugged Hu Yu and ran forward, and the sounds of fighting and ghosts from behind violently collided with each other.
He ran like crazy.
At some point, the voice became quieter, and then completely disappeared into the night.
Zhang Wanlin panted, put Hu Yu down and went back to help Master, but once she thought, if she meets another lonely ghost here, who will help her?
Thinking of this, Zhang Wanlin once again picked up Hu Yu to find a safe place. Hu Yu gradually regained consciousness at this time. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt that he saw Xiao Yi again.
How long did he hold her like this?
The trees stretched their teeth and claws in the night, and when the wind blew, demons danced wildly.
They silently looked down at the two strangers who had broken into the territory.
In the darkness, the surrounding scenery looked very blurry, and you would trip over if you were not careful, let alone bad luck haunting him, so Zhang Wanlin tried his best to walk cautiously.
Hu Yu said: "Let me down, I can go now."
Zhang Wanlin let her down and asked, "Do you know where this is?"
Hu Yu shook his head.
The two of them walked forward cautiously, the wind was strong, the sound was like a witch's roar, the trees swayed and the leaves rustled.
Vaguely, Zhang Wanlin seemed to smell a smell.
He sniffed a few more times, but it was gone.
Hu Yu asked, "What did you find?"
Zhang Wanlin said, "It's nothing."
But the brows were still frowning.
The grass behind him made a rustling sound, like wind blowing but not like wind blowing. Zhang Wanlin looked back several times and found no strange sound.
He complained that he was too sensitive, and made up his mind to ignore the voice.
But when this Xixi rustling voice sounded again, even Hu Yu turned his head this time.
He finally walked back impatiently, he must see what is going on behind it! Hu Yu stood behind worriedly: "Zhang Wanlin, be careful."
Of course Zhang Wanlin would be more careful. He was fully prepared with a peach wood sword in his right hand and a stone that he did not know where to pick it in his left hand.
He walked closer, but he didn't notice anything unusual. The grass was still grass, and the tree was still tree, so he turned around and said, "It's all right, it's just the wind."
However, Hu Yu's eyes widened, "Yang, Zhang Wanlin, behind!"
Before Zhang Wanlin turned around, he heard a low beast roar, only to see a huge black figure rushing out of Zhang Wanlin's head, and quickly disappeared in front of him.
When Zhang Wanlin recovered, he only heard Hu Yu's intermittent voice: "Zhang Wanlin! Zhang Wanlin!"
Hu Yu was taken away by the beast! Zhang Wanlin cursed, lost the stone and chased it out: "Red!"
A flame ignited on his upper body, like a coat of flame.
The flame turned into a woman in red, walking side by side with him.
"Go and stop it!"
The red collar flew away, but after a while, he floated back and shook his head.
Zhang Wanlin had to collect the red clothes, searched for it alone, and gradually came to a lake.
The lake is as quiet as a bright mirror, reflecting the black sky, surrounded by trees, and a big mountain stands abruptly in the center.
Zhang Wanlin was resting on the shore, blaming himself in his heart, how could he be so careless?
How do you explain to Master?
While thinking like this, he suddenly saw a dark figure jumping from the top of the big mountain, stepping on the water and running away to see if that figure was the beast?
He was taken aback. How could this beast jump from the top of the mountain?
Did it put Hu Yu on the top of the mountain?
The more he thought about it, the more he believed Zhang Wanlin, so he turned out the flashlight, held it in his mouth, jumped down, and jumped into the water.
The lake was cold, as if soft ice firmly wrapped him, and he tried to swim towards the middle mountain.
The flashlight's light dissipated the darkness rushing in front, and the surrounding area was empty.
Zhang Wanlin felt a force pulling him from the water.
Even though he tried his best, he was still pulled into the water, and the water rushed into his nose and mouth.
His body was like a weight tied up, causing him to fall like crazy.
He didn't know how deep he was. He held his breath to the limit. The eardrum began to ache under the water pressure, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his struggling movements gradually slowed down.
A fire suddenly lit up in the water, and the red clothes wrapped around him, red lips fell on his mouth, and her beautiful face became Zhang Wanlin's entire world.
In the end, the fire was swallowed by the darkness in the water.
Zhang Wanlin had a dream, a long, long dream.
There is nothing to describe this dream.