Chapter 280 Yin People Flowers
This old voice is that of Luang Phor.
When her voice sounded, it meant that Qingdai was willing to see Master and the others.
Master and Uncle Tang Lin also seemed relatively happy now.
They all inserted the incense sticks in their hands in front of the big tree.
Then, I led the way and led the three of us around the big tree three times.
After three laps, we started walking into the valley.
After walking a few meters, bursts of white mist appeared all around.
That is condensed by Yin Qi.
So it was very cold in the whole valley.
The fog was relatively thin, and the road could barely be seen with the help of the moonlight.
After walking for a while, a white stone road appeared.
When I saw the stone road, I knew it was not far from Qingdai Mansion.
The expressions of Master and Uncle did not change much and they followed me calmly.
Only Moting looked very nervous, looking around.
Seeing many flowers blooming around, I couldn't help but say:
"The flowers here are so beautiful."
After saying that, I wanted to pick a beautiful red flower about the size of my fist with my hands.
As a result, Master Tang stopped him:
"Xiao Mo, don't have itchy hands.
These flowers are all alive.
Only dead people can touch it.
Once you become popular, they can eat your soul."
When Mo Ting heard this, his outstretched hand suddenly froze.
Then, a strange scene occurred.
The red flower the size of a fist actually swayed a few times at this time.
There was a gaping hole in the flower's stamen.
A small green tongue stuck out from the stamen.
The "sizzling" swing.
Seeing this scene, Lao Mo felt nervous and quickly retracted his hand.
Looking at the red flowers with a horrified look on his face.
Even I was shocked.
Unexpectedly, the flowers on the roadside were not ordinary, but "ghosts" and "alien species".
Lao Mo swallowed his saliva and said nervously to the red flower:
"It scares me to death. This flower can grow a tongue..."
I took a deep breath next to me.
I took a few glances at the red flower with its tongue wagging.
Finally, he patted Lao Mo on the shoulder:
"Stop looking and let's go!"
"All right!"
Lao Mo looked at the strange flower a few more times with lingering fear.
And there are strange flowers like this all around this stone road.
On the surface, they are all exotic flowers and plants, very fragrant and beautiful.
But in fact, these are all "flowers of the dead".
It is not a living person and can be viewed and touched.
Next, we continue to move forward.
After a while, I saw red lanterns and a tall courtyard.
"Master and uncle, that's right there."
I pointed in the direction of the lantern and opened my mouth.
Master and uncle also nodded.
He signaled me to continue leading the way.
I quickened my pace and quickly passed through waves of white mist.
Arriving in front of Qingdai's Yin House.
Here, there is a tall gate and a wide courtyard.
Black tiles and white walls, backed by the moon, are located so abruptly in this mountain stream.
On the gate, there are also three large red characters of "Nine Saints Mansion" hanging on it.
"Is this a haunted house? It looks like the real thing."
Lao Mo's eyes widened and he stopped at the mansion in surprise.
Similar to my expression last night.
I smiled:
"It's fake, there is actually nothing here.
It only appears at night."
Lao Mo said "hmm" and stood still.
Master and uncle didn't say anything, they just stood at the door.
But soon, the door opened.
The door opened without any sound.
But there was a gust of dark wind coming out from inside.
The cool breeze makes people feel uncomfortable all over.
In addition, a servant with a dull face and a white body walked out of the mansion in two rows.
Although these servants look similar to humans.
There are also facial features and shadows.
But he is not popular at all.
Instead, they are just white paper figures burned to the dead.
I saw him last night, and there wasn't much change in his expression.
Master and uncle are also Taoist priests who have seen big storms.
At this moment, I saw a group of paper figures coming out of the ghost house, and they seemed very calm.
Only Lao Mo looked horrified, but there was a little excitement in his eyes.
At this moment, I am very uneasy:
"I'll go, this is so exciting, I really want to start a live broadcast..."
As a result, before he finished speaking, he was glared at by his uncle.
Old Mo was so frightened that he shut his mouth immediately.
I swallowed back all the unfinished words.
The steps of the white paper man are very light, and it feels like there is no sound when walking.
Soon, they were standing in two rows.
He was very sluggish and motionless, his eyes were hollow, looking in our direction.
But as these white paper figures stood up, a black mist poured out of the door.
Black mist filled the air and condensed into a ball.
From inside, it floated out directly.
Finally, five meters in front of us, they gathered directly and appeared like an old woman with a yellow complexion.
This is Luang Po, Qing Dai’s great housekeeper.
As soon as Long Phor appeared, Master, Uncle Master and Lao Mo all turned to look at me.
Although he didn't speak, his eyes were obviously asking me.
Is that my protective fairy her?
I understood what he meant and hurriedly said:
"Master, Uncle Master, Lao Mo, this is Long Po, the housekeeper here."
When Master and others heard this, they all clasped their fists at Luang Po.
Show friendliness.
Long Po squeezed a smile, laughed, and said hoarsely:
"I'm so polite.
Miss, please come with me!"
This chapter has been completed!