The night is as cool as water, and a bright full moon hangs in the deep blue night sky, spreading the entire earth with a faint golden halo.

Such a beautiful night is pleasant, but the scene in front of you looks a bit weird. If someone sees this terrifying scene late at night, he will inevitably be scared or pee his pants in fright.

A man dressed in an old Taoist look like he is about fifty years old. The faint moonlight pours on his Taoist robe, and he can't tell what color it is. He holds a bell in his hand, and as his footsteps keep moving, the bell makes a crisp sound. If it were normal, no one would think that there was anything wrong with this sound, but in this quiet and deserted wilderness forest, it sounds like a creepy feeling.

In fact, this is nothing. The most terrifying thing is the people behind the old Taoist. Indeed, those are no longer humans. They are all cold and stiff corpses, with their hands stretched out and their legs straight, following the old Taoist, jumping neatly.

These corpses are every six or seven feet away, with high felt hats on their heads and a yellow paper talisman pressed on their foreheads, so they cannot see their faces clearly.

At the end of the group of corpses, a 16 or 17-year-old boy was closely followed. He had a slender figure, star-eyed eyebrows and sword eyes, but his dark little face looked a little childish. He was wearing a coarse cloth vest, and the muscles on his arms flashed a dim light under the refraction of the moonlight, which further showed his strong and strong body.

But now the boy looked a little scared on his face. He followed closely behind the corpses while constantly looking back, as if he was afraid that something scary would come out from behind.

Wu Feng, what are you looking behind you

A slightly reproachful voice came over, which scared the young man, and his little face suddenly turned red. Fortunately, it was late at night, otherwise this embarrassing look would have been seen.

Master, how did you know that I looked back and the boy didn't have eyes behind you and asked in confusion.

The old Taoist still shook the soul-catching bell in his hand, strode forward, and said coldly without looking back: You guy is short of breath and your pace is disordered. I don’t need to look at it to know if you are afraid?

The master and his disciple were not afraid, but the young man wanted to make a quibble, but he couldn't find a perfunctory reason. He didn't know how to continue halfway through his words.

The old Taoist laughed loudly, but his movements did not stop, but his voice became much softer: Feng'er, if you are afraid, your teacher will not blame you. After all, this is the first time you have come out with your teacher. If you practice more in the future, you won't be afraid.

Oh. The boy responded, bit his lip, but couldn't help but look behind him secretly. Behind him were the shadows of some dark grass and trees. There was nothing else but that, but he always felt a sense of panic in his heart, which made him very uneasy.
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