Chapter 838：

These four ancient characters, between the turning of the stroke and the outline, have the ancient seal, the ancient official, the ancient inscriptions, and even the ancient Qi inscriptions, which are full of the characteristics of the four ancient characters.

At first glance, it looks like a hodgepodge, fused together, looking distorted.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the four ancient fonts are perfectly integrated in these four characters.

It seems like a new typeface, and it seems that these four characters should be used in four ancient fonts to express their true meaning.

Looking at the path again, although it is only two meters wide, it stretches straight into the depths of the forest, and it seems that you can't see the end at a glance.

What is even more surprising is that this forest path is not a hardened dirt road, but a bluestone road built without knowing who and when.

The bluestone slabs are as if they have been rigorously measured, and their size, length, and dimensions are all the same.

Every two is merged into one side, extending all the way to the distance.

The ghost mist in the woods just dispersed not long after, suddenly!

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A weird and cold ghost wind suddenly passed by!

簌簌簌簌——

The shadow of the tree swayed and the blade of grass fell.

The entire dark and deep woods under the dark night are rustling in the gloomy wind!

From time to time, there was a screaming sound from the depths of the dense forest, as if there was something, swiftly passing through the forest!

Shadowy, not real!

These sights disappeared and stopped after a while.

Rustle--

There are footsteps on the grass, sounding from far and near.

At the beginning, it was a string, but after a short period of time, it reverberated.

Rustle--

Rustle--

There seems to be a lot of people.

After a short time, these footsteps stopped abruptly.

The first person appeared at the entrance of this ancient ghost road.

This is an... old woman!

An old woman with a simple dress, about 60 or 70 years old, with a rickety figure and a decadent atmosphere all over her body.

He was also an ordinary person without any fluctuations in spiritual power, or aura of demon spirits.

The old woman's wrinkled face was sluggish.

The head with gray hair, like a rusty machine, turned to the side of the stele with his body.

Originally in a trance, without any focus, the moment it fell on the stone tablet, a dark green suddenly appeared from the depths of the pupil!

On Netherworld Ancient Road, these four ancient characters seemed to be carved into the depths of the old woman's pupils at this instant.

Directly let her a pair of sluggish eyes, ignite two groups of forest green ghost fire in an instant!

The sound of Zi Zi Zi's eyeballs being burnt and scorched, continued to be heard.

And there was a burnt smell spreading out.

Living eyes, burning wildfire!

At the same time as the green fire was rising, the old woman's footsteps clattered, and she stepped onto the bluestone road.

Stepping up this step, like a puppet being manipulated, walking stiffly toward the front step by step.

Obviously the old woman still has breathing and vitality in her body, and she is obviously still alive.

But at the moment,

His eyes were burning with green ghost fire, and his body joints were stiff like a rusty machine. The whole person was like a dead zombie.

Step by step, walking forward on this ancient ghost road.

When the old woman walked out about three meters away, another figure appeared at the entrance of the path.

This is also an old woman about the same age.

Similarly, his eyes started to burn green ghost fire, and he stepped on the bluestone slab and walked toward the front of the road!

When one thousand two hundred and thirty-one old women passed by, old men appeared at the entrance of the path!

Then there are little girls, little boys, grown-up women, grown-up men!

If there is a spiritual master here, you will find out.

The order of the flow of people is surprisingly arranged according to yin and yang, and also according to the strength of vitality.

Beginning with the weakest and most dead old woman, and finally the strongest and most angry adult man.

This long, strangely arranged crowd of people does not know how far it extends.

One by one, as if possessed by a demon, and as if being guided and driven by some kind of guidance, they all embarked on this ancient ghost road.

Da Da Da -

Da Da Da -

Under the dark and deep night, the footsteps on the ancient road are incomparably neat, and every three meters there is a demon-stunned living person.

They all walked towards the depths of the ancient road.

The first old woman had no idea how far she had walked in, or how long she had walked.

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The ghost wind began to blow.

In the cold wind, there was a strong smell of corpse wafting out of the dense forest on both sides.