At this time, everyone had climbed two mountains, but the village was completely invisible around them, and it became even less visible after dark.

"I'll find a friend to ask for directions."

The fourth senior brother frowned and said, suddenly looked around and shouted: "Are there any birds or animals that have not rested nearby?"

"Gugu..."

A night owl flew silently and landed on a nearby branch.

Then he saw the fourth senior brother saluting him and saying, "Oh, Hu Mengjin, a Taoist from Fuqiu Temple in Xiayi Mountain, would like to ask my fellow Taoist, is there any house nearby?"

Lin Jue couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

It turns out that gathering animals and regulating birds has this wonderful effect.

"Gu..."

After listening to his words, the night owl spread its wings.

With the little light left in the sky, we could clearly see the direction in which it was flying, and everyone hurriedly walked in that direction. When the sky turned completely dark, the bright moon rose again in the mountains.

Hard to find, hard to find.

At some point, the night owl also disappeared.

The good news is that people can occasionally be seen on the roadside, which means that they are not far from where the villagers live. The bad news is that these figures are all lonely ghosts in the mountains.

However, when people die, they become ghosts, and most ghosts are inherently weaker than humans. Ordinary people can still avoid the intrusion of monsters and ghosts in groups of four or five, and even make many little ghosts take the initiative to retreat, not to mention seven Taoist priests who have good practices.

But as I walked, I discovered something strange——

There was actually a ghost walking with them.

"..."

Many Taoists did not say anything, nor did they use spells immediately, but looked at each other in confusion.

At first, I suspected that these ghosts had some plot against them, but after careful observation, I saw that although they were walking with me and others, they were walking in front or behind me. Some ghosts were even timid and did not dare to go with me and others.

On the same road, I walked through the wasteland on the left and right. I looked a little aggrieved and pitiful, and felt bad.

The light is already dark at night, and these ghosts are blurry, making them even more difficult to see.

I could only vaguely discern that some ghosts were confused and seemed to have no sense, looking like candles in the wind, while some were more focused and would look at them secretly, as if they were afraid of being discovered by them.

There were even two ghosts nearby who made inaudible sounds, as if they were whispering about them.

Many Taoist priests looked at each other again.

The junior sister couldn't help but look at Lin Jue.

The fox raised its head and looked at the ghosts one by one. It did not feel any threat, so its eyes were full of curiosity, and it even tilted its head to hear what they had to say.

"Where are you going?"

Suddenly the voice of the third senior brother came out.

"!"

The two talking ghosts trembled, as if they didn't know they could see them. They looked at each other as if they were shocked, and suddenly disappeared.

Many Taoists looked at the third senior brother.

Even the fox is like this.

"Hey! These cowards are only allowed to peek at us. If we look at them twice, they will talk non-stop! They are only allowed to talk. When we talk, they will run away!" The third senior brother said with a grin, "It is really the same as the world.

Like some people."

"They must be going somewhere, we might as well go and have a look." The second senior brother said thoughtfully.

"Well, it just so happens that we are all going in the same direction." Fourth senior brother nodded.

"It just so happens that we can't find a place to stay tonight." The fifth senior brother said.

"Fuyao..."

Lin Jue was about to ask Fuyao to see what was in front of him, when he saw that his fox seemed to have noticed something. He raised his head and stretched his neck, looking forward intently. Then without waiting for him to say anything, he jumped forward lightly. It was in the mountains.

A light and slender white shadow under the moonlight.

He stopped and turned around, looking back at everyone under the moonlight.

Everyone left after him.

The mountains were originally quiet, but there were some blowing sounds in the wind. After walking for a while, I heard human voices again, with ups and downs and cadences.

"Theatrical troupe?"

The seventh senior brother is an expert.

After crossing a mountain ridge, the front suddenly opened up, and there was a flat wasteland under the moonlight. However, a simple platform was set up in this flat wasteland, with bright red lanterns lit. There were dozens of benches below, and there were three or two figures above, standing on the high ground.

Singing opera.

The voice suddenly became clear.

Are you really singing?

That's true, but this late at night, in the wild mountains and wild mountains, there are actually people setting up a stage to sing opera.

It was even a play that Brother Seventh had heard. He had been tired after walking for a day, but when he heard the play, he became energetic and started chanting along with his head.

Many Taoists looked at each other again.
Chapter completed!