Chapter 74: Green-Faced Ghost Face



Chapter 76 Green Face Ghost

Have you not seen Zoumachuan, by the sea of ​​snow, the vast yellow sand reaching into the sky?

In Luntai, the wind howled at night in September, and the stones in the river were as big as buckets, and they were scattered all over the ground in the wind.

More than half a month later, Zhou Zhilu and his group followed the official road, crossed lakes, passed through grasslands, and finally arrived at the Western Region of the Song Dynasty.

This was Zhou Zhilu's first time in the Western Regions. All he saw was desert, bare plateau slopes, and cracked fields.

When the wind blows hard, my mouth is filled with yellow sand. When I look up and lift my sleeves, I can feel the scorching sun.

Many soldiers in the team were licking their cracked lips, with silk gauze wrapped around their noses and mouths, and the only exposed eyes were bloodshot.

Wu Hou at the front of the team took out a water bag and kept pouring it into his throat. Even the spiritual horse Hei Gong under his crotch couldn't help but gasp for breath.

Scholar Liu, standing nearby, had visibly lost weight after the long journey. Wiping his sweat off his face, he asked with a worried look on his face, "Hey, this desert is truly unbearable. Master Wu, how far do we have to go before we can get out?"

Wu Hou looked at the map and said, "We are now in the Falling Sun Desert. If we go a little further, we will reach Xiping Prefecture. We are almost there. We should be able to get out in half a day."

Then he looked enviously in the direction of Zhou Zhilu behind him.

Unlike others, everyone in Zhou Zhilu's circle felt very comfortable.

Zhou Zhilu was seen holding the cold sword Frost in his arms. With the influx of his own spiritual energy, waves of coldness spread outward from the sword.

Hot? Not really, it was even a little cold, but it was just a bit draining of spiritual energy.

After traveling for most of the day, everyone finally crossed the Sunset Desert in the evening.

The land beneath my feet gradually began to turn green, and as I moved forward, there were more and more trees.

When passing by a deserted temple, Wu Hou looked at the sky which was about to get dark, and ordered them to set up camp and spend the night there.

Hundreds of people began to set up tents, while Wu Hou and Liu Xue Shi lived in a deserted temple.

As relatives of the emperor, Zhou Zhilu and Wu An naturally had the audacity to move in regardless of Wu Hou's cold shoulder.

Just looking at the dead trees around and the dilapidated scene in the temple, a sentence came to my mind:

"I would rather live in a deserted tomb than in a deserted temple."

Wu An, who was standing by, heard this and asked curiously why.

Zhou Zhilu explained, “Because everyone knows that the ancient temple can shelter you from the wind and rain, robbers also know this, so they will lurk here and stab you when you are asleep.

"Of course, there's another explanation... It's said that after an ancient temple fell into disrepair and was abandoned, it was taken over by some little ghosts. They would appear in the dead of night and eat the people in the temple."

Wu An burst into laughter upon hearing this, "Hahahaha, you robbers, little devils, come and eat me if you dare, and see which is bigger, my fist or its mouth!"

After saying that, he walked to the Buddha altar, lifted up the stone Buddha statue that was nearly two people tall, and began to exercise his muscles with a grunt.

Zhou Zhilu's mouth twitched, and he turned his head away without saying anything.

Lord Wu Hou simply closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation, believing that out of sight, out of mind.

At night, everyone fell asleep.

The dark night was silent and eerie. A strong wind blew outside the temple, making a howling sound. The bright moonlight was gradually swallowed up by the dark clouds in the sky, and the earth fell into darkness.

Only a candle in the temple was still emitting a faint light.

Suddenly!

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream suddenly rang out outside the temple.

The four people in the temple opened their eyes instantly and hurried out of the temple.

Many soldiers who were originally sleeping woke up one after another, lit torches, and instantly illuminated the surroundings.

"What's going on? Where does the scream come from?!" Wu Hou shouted loudly.

"General, here!" A shout came from the edge of the camp.

When everyone rushed over, they saw a torch dropped on the ground. From the end of the torch, blood marks left by five fingers extended outward until the last severed hand fell alone on the ground.

"Who is this? What's going on?!" Wu Hou asked with a grim expression.

A soldier nearby quickly knelt on one knee and explained, "I didn't know. The person who disappeared was one of the patrol officers. He said he was going to pee nearby, and then he heard a scream."

"Is there really some little ghost?" Wu An raised his eyebrows.

"What nonsense!" Wu Hou shouted, "Maybe some wild spirit beast or demon is lurking around. Everyone, be alert and form small groups. Don't..."

Before he could finish his words, another scream suddenly came from not far away.

When everyone turned around, they only saw a soldier suddenly fly backwards into the surrounding dead woods and then died.

And in the dead woods, a green fanged ghost face suddenly flashed by.

"Ghost! I saw a ghost!" The soldiers present screamed in shock after seeing it.

Panic spread instantly.

If it were a human or a monster, it wouldn't be like this, but for this kind of unknown horror, people are always easily frightened.

"What are you arguing about?!" Wu Hou's momentum exploded, and the machete at his waist was instantly drawn out. He actually stepped into the air and flew directly above the camp.

Zhou Zhilu's eyes lit up. The martial artist's training system was not like that of Taoism. At the fourth level, one could fly in the air with the help of talismans and other means.

If you want to fly, you need powerful spiritual energy. For warriors, this is a symbol exclusive to strong people above level six!

All that was heard was Wu Hou's stern voice: "Everyone, hold your formation tight and be alert to your surroundings. Anyone who dares to speak nonsense and disrupt the morale of the army will be executed!"

Then he looked warily at the dead woods below.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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