Chapter 1867

It's strange that he can't tell where the voice comes from. As he goes on, the voice comes from all directions, and the voice becomes clearer and clearer.

There is no fixed direction at all. In this kind of place, at this kind of night, the singing must not come from the population.

Lin Feng couldn't distinguish the direction, so he couldn't avoid it. He just ignored it and found the hole in the wall according to the plan.

Not long after he left, there was a light in front of him. This was the first time he saw the light. It looked like an ancient oil lamp. There was a layer of transparent paper outside to prevent the wind. An oil lamp was hanging alone on a dead tree.

A human figure dances in the dim light. Her shadow lasts for a long time, and it's so ethereal that she can't speak.

She has a long black hair, standing almost down to the ground, broad red robe on the body does not appear cumbersome, but with the dance flying, unspeakable flexibility.

Lin Feng watched for a while and couldn't help clapping.

The dancing figure over there is drawing to a close. The shadow casts a long shadow in the light because it slows down.

No, Lin Feng suddenly stopped, his body suddenly dodged, and the shadow on the ground swept past his feet, just like the robe blew.

As soon as he stood firm, he found that the situation around him was not right. I don't know when, countless black and white transparent figures appeared in front of him. Qi Shushu turned his head to look at him.

Lin Feng fought a cold war, obediently covered the soul lamp, the ghost head turned back again, looking at the dancing shadow infatuated.

He retreated step by step, three steps in a row. In front of him, the ghost audience disappeared, and the dancer under the dead tree disappeared. Lin Feng turned around with a sigh of relief.

Just as he was walking, he suddenly turned back. There was nothing behind him. Lin Feng naturally knew that there was nothing, because his perception was farther than his eyes.

But he couldn't help looking back, because beyond his perception, he always had a feeling that someone was following him. No, it should be said that there were ghosts and other things following him.

What would it be? What's his purpose? Lin Feng is alert. The temperature is frosting his bare skin, but it doesn't affect his steps.

His constitution was more than three times stronger than that of the last time. Ziri had disappeared completely. Lin Feng was on guard. After walking for more than ten minutes, he still felt that he was being followed, but there was no attack or movement.

It is reasonable to say that now in the wild, the chance of meeting ghosts is greatly improved. However, he has not met any ghosts except for the performance he just saw.

This kind of phenomenon is not right. He is like a bright light in the dark now. If he works in the daytime, it's all right. But it's dark now, which indicates the direction for the ghosts.

Or is it that the things behind me regard me as prey, declare sovereignty, and make other things dare not approach?

In order to prove his guess, Lin Feng quickened his pace and began to run.

About half an hour later, he found the crack in the wall from the ruins. That day, he rushed out from here and killed with the ghost.

But Lin Feng didn't feel very happy, because he ran for more than half an hour and didn't encounter a ghost. What he guessed in his heart was more and more certain.

Forget it, since we haven't launched an attack up to now, we don't know if it means evil to us. Maybe we can take advantage of this opportunity to speed up our goal.

He put the soul lamp in and climbed into the cave. A jar inside fell to the ground, and it was still there.

As soon as I touched the jar, there was a slight crash. I'm still alive!

As soon as Lin Feng was pleased, he immediately lifted the jar. Then his eyes suddenly stopped when he happened to sweep the surface of the jar.

The black ceramic surface reflects his figure. The key is that he doesn't have two heads. Next to his head, there is another black head.

He hung there steadily. He stood upright with cold hair, but he didn't feel anything behind him. But he was really carrying a person, no, it should be said that he was carrying a ghost.

Originally, he thought that he was being targeted, but he didn't think that other people were always behind him. However, with his strength, he didn't realize how powerful this thing was?

If it's bad for him, whether he has the ability to resist? No, he stood for several seconds, and then slowly moved again. He could not let the other party find out. Otherwise, it might be the time for the poor dagger to appear.

He pretended that he didn't feel it. He slowly stepped back according to the original speed. His skin was already very tight. In the narrow space, he couldn't see the back and stepped back by feeling.

This kind of time is undoubtedly the most dangerous time, the most likely time to launch an attack, his spirit is ready to explode at any time, to protect the fit.

However, until he got out of the cave and stood up again, nothing happened, but his back was drenched with cold sweat. At this time, the cold air was consistent, and he immediately felt freezing, almost instantly forming a frost.

Lin Feng started to trot. He didn't dare to explore any more. He had already got the jar and had a thing on his back that he didn't know. Naturally, he wanted to go back first. There were still no ghosts on the way. When he saw the red light over the village from a distance, his steps didn't slow down, but his body tightened again and he was about to get home. If this thing didn't dare to follow him into the village, he would attack at this time. He picked up the jar and pretended to change hands. He just glanced at the reflection with his spare light. There were still two heads in the reflection. He had short hair, but he didn't know what it was with long hair. Just by feeling, he should be a woman. My reflection can barely see the outline of the facial features, but the mind seems to be covered by a layer of fog, and can only see a vague piece. If you don't look carefully, you will only think that it is the reflection of the jar. However, how sharp his eyes were, it was impossible for him to make mistakes at all. It was the first time that he met something that he really could not understand. This thing is not even afraid of the soul lamp. Whether he is holding it high above his head or on his shoulder, the other side just changes the direction. Very campfire appeared in the field of vision, saw more than a dozen people in the village all line up here to practice boxing, the leader is Luo Qingqing and Luo lie. As soon as I saw his appearance, all of them came and asked. Lin Feng was very nervous. He just separated the crowd and went to the campfire. He picked up the jar again. Only his face was left in the reflection. He was relieved.