Huang Shuren tilted his head and looked at her: "Who says that what they are doing isn't revenge?"
Bai Jingtian, who was standing by, patted Wei Xiaoqian on the shoulder: "Alas, you are still young."
Yu Zhaodi also patted her shoulder: "Alas, you are still young."
Even the water ghost patted her when he passed by, but didn't say anything.
"No, what do you mean?" Wei Xiaoqi jumped three feet high. She felt that she was being despised.
Half a month later, a group of merchants were passing through the mountain road.
"Hurry up! The town is just ahead!" the leader shouted.
The caravan was extremely silent, not because they didn't like to talk, but because it was the rule for these traveling merchants when traveling at night. They tried to speak as little as possible, especially when they heard someone calling their name, they must not nod, let alone agree.
Think about it, on the road in the wild, who will call your name from behind?
"Wang Sanye!" An old man's voice sounded from behind.
Wang Sanyue subconsciously wanted to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was kicked by his uncle.
"Shut up and walk faster!" Wang Sanyue didn't quite understand, but seeing his uncle's panicked expression, he guessed that something was wrong.
The entire team of merchants silently quickened their pace.
"Li Yeji!" A woman's voice sounded very charming.
But Li Yeji kept his head down as he walked, with cold sweat running down his forehead.
Suddenly, Lao Liu, the leader of the team in front, stopped.
Wang Sanyue was confused: "Why did it stop?" He was afraid because the thing behind them was obviously still following them.
Old Liu pointed to a tree on the side of the road. Everyone looked over and found a white cloth strip on the tree.
"We've hit a wall." There was a hint of nervousness in Lao Liu's words.
He had encountered mountain ghosts calling his name and ghost walls, but he had never encountered both at the same time.
"This damn thing is trying to keep us here." An older merchant sighed, "Is there any boy back there? Come and pee a little."
The traveling merchant group was filled with tension. Wang Sanye raised his hand tremblingly: "Me."
"Okay! You come." The leader called him. Wang Sanye trotted forward. Suddenly, he heard his uncle's voice from behind, "Wang Sanye!"
Wang Sanyue thought his uncle had something to tell him, so he nodded subconsciously: "Huh?"
But he saw his uncle's mouth opened in fear, and the panic of others.
A tall and thin ghost appeared from the back of the team, stretching out its long arms and running towards him. After Wang Sanyue was caught, he felt himself being dragged backwards. When he looked back, he saw his body falling to the ground. His uncle ran over to him, hugged him and shouted.
"It's over." Wang Sanyue admitted defeat.
"Ding-ling-ling." The sound of bells attracted everyone's attention, even the mountain ghost that was dragging Wang Sanye's soul stopped.
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