Chapter 93 The White Evil Crying

Chapter 93 The White Evil Crying

Chapter 93 The White Evil Crying

Outside the old house.

A man was wandering around, holding a white lantern in one hand with a big black word "甸" written on it, and a stick of incense in the other hand.

The incense stick was burning, emitting a lingering fragrance.

The white lanterns emitted light in the dim environment, a pale light, very strange, but it could illuminate the road ahead.

"If you ask me not to take it, then I won't take it? You wouldn't know if I took it secretly."

Zhou Deng thought to himself, "I am very considerate. I left a portion of the things for you."

He didn't want to stay in the old house.

Because there are dangers in the old house and there is no way to find treasures.

So when the night fell the next day, Zhou Deng secretly took away a stick of incense and a white lantern at the door.

The lantern in front of the ancient house was originally red, but it turned white not long after they entered the house. The incense stick was taken from the incense burner in the back hall.

Holding the lantern, he did not try to leave the old house, but just wandered around.

"There's really no way to leave this place without the haunted bus." Zhou Deng walked along a winding path into the old forest.

This road is the path to the back door of the ancient house and is not the same as the road leading to the main gate.

"The former owner of the ancient house must have built a road here to facilitate his evacuation one day."

"Maybe if we follow this road we can find a way to leave here. If that doesn't work, we might find some treasure buried by the owner of the old house."

Zhou Deng's eyes rolled around, and he was thinking of some strange ideas again.

Gradually.

He followed the path deeper into the old forest.

Following this road, Zhou Deng soon came to a fork in the road.

"Hmm? There are footprints here? What left them?" Zhou Deng looked at the footprints on the yellow mud road.

Judging from the number of footprints, I'm afraid two or three people have walked here before, and the footprints are very fresh, so they must have been left in the past few days.

"There's probably no living person in this kind of haunted place. Could it be that the old man passed by here before he died?"

"Or did a ghost walk through here?"

Zhou Deng looked in the direction of the footsteps coming from the fork in the road, which was the direction leading to the highway.

But this road looks like a road with no end, and there is no sign of the highway at all.

"Forget it, never mind this."

Zhou Deng quickly gave up on heading towards the path leading to the highway.

Because the evil spirit came from that side, it is hard to imagine whether there will be other evil spirits at the end of this road.

Following the footprints, Zhou Deng walked towards the other direction where these footprints led.

However, Zhou Deng walked very carefully, and he kept avoiding those footprints as he moved forward.

Because no one knows whether there will be some unknown curses left on these footprints.

Holding the white lantern, we walked deeper and deeper, and it became darker and darker around us.

soon.

The nearby woods were all shrouded in darkness, leaving only a vague outline, and only a yellow mud road stretched forward, as if there was no end.

"A strange road that has no end? Should I turn back?" Zhou Deng frowned, thinking about this question.

But after thinking about it, he shook his head and gave up.

He chose to continue moving forward, because going back into the ancient house might not be safe. This haunted place was full of dangers, and it was possible that the outside world might be better.

He didn't know how long he walked and couldn't calculate the time.

All he knew was that the old trees around the yellow mud road gradually became sparse, and then he came to an open area.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

As Zhou Deng approached, he paused.

He heard an extremely strange crying sound.

The crying sounded strange, with some incomprehensible spirituality, which made Zhou Deng feel a little sad for no reason.

"This kind of crying, I'm afraid the Red and White Devils are just ahead, right?"

Zhou Deng's face darkened. He did not forget that the Red and White Devils were also lurking near this ancient house and had crashed into and stopped the bus.

"No, this cry is too scary. I remember that Bai Sha's cry can be avoided by becoming deaf, but it doesn't seem to have much effect on me."

Although Zhou Deng was not sure whether the crying sound was made by the Red and White Devils, if it was the Red and White Devils, he should have been attacked when he heard the crying sound.

Zhou Deng frowned and looked at the lantern in his hand.

"Is it this lantern that helps me resist this influence? Or is it this incense?"

"Or we should retreat."

Zhou Deng couldn't help but have some thoughts of leaving.

But he quickly gave up the idea and continued walking forward.

Walking through the road where the trees became sparse, Zhou Deng soon arrived at a cemetery.

From a distance, Zhou Deng could see fire appearing there. When he got closer, Zhou Deng's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Red and White Devils!"

Zhou Deng was shocked. He didn't expect that the Red and White Devils had entered this old forest at some point.

"What's that doing?"

Zhou Deng looked ahead. The ghost bride representing the Red Evil was standing alone not far away, with her hands flat on her belly, motionless, like a stone waiting for her husband, facing the White Evil in the distance.

At this time, Bai Sha was kneeling in front of a grave, and behind him, there were five evil ghosts in mourning clothes kneeling behind him.

This strange crying sound came from the direction of Baisha.

At this time, Bai Sha was throwing pieces of paper and copper coins into the copper basin and lighting them.

"It's a waste of time."

Zhou Deng's eyes widened as he looked at the paper and copper coins that were constantly thrown into the copper basin.

He knew that the paper copper coin was definitely some kind of supernatural object, but he didn't expect it to be burned by Baisha like this.

There were also several glasses of wine placed in front of Bai Sha, which were obviously some kind of supernatural items.

"Hmm? No, that's a white ghost candle."

Zhou Deng's eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly discovered that on the grave in front of Bai Sha, a white candle was burning, emitting a dark light.

At this time, Zhou Deng came back to his senses, and he noticed that at some point, there were strange figures near the cemetery.

Those were attracted by the lit white ghost candle.

"Depend on!"

Suddenly, Zhou Deng was startled.

He didn't know when, but several terrifying figures appeared around him. Among them, a dead face covered with bruises and dirt appeared in front of him under the reflection of white light.

Zhou Deng looked around and found that several ghosts had appeared around him without him knowing when.

Fortunately, the light from the white lantern protected Zhou Deng from being affected by the supernatural.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Hao, who was still crying, raised his head slightly and looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw the figure holding a lantern and looking over here.

Looking at the lantern inexplicably, Zhang Hao actually felt a strong attraction that made him want to move closer.

"It seems like the time is almost up. Yang Jian and the others have begun to come out to report the death. In that case, let's start the action."

Zhang Hao turned his head to look at the portrait on the grave. At this moment, the man in the portrait seemed to be attracted by the lantern.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao reached out and grabbed the bowl of ghost rice.

This time, when he grabbed Gui Mi, he was not affected and he caught Gui Mi smoothly.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao took the mourning ghosts around him back into the ghost painting, and then walked towards the ghost bride.

The ghost bride took Zhang Hao's hand and walked towards Zhou Deng.

Apparently, the ghost bride was also attracted by the white lantern.

It was just that because Zhang Hao was still mourning at Luo Qian's grave, and there was a white ghost candle burning next to Zhang Hao, she did not leave.

At this time, Zhang Hao had already walked over, and the ghost bride immediately left the cemetery.

"Coming toward me?"

Zhou Deng noticed the situation here and his face darkened slightly.

"I hope this white lantern can prevent me from being attacked."

Zhou Deng can now only place his hope on this white lantern, but he doesn’t know if it can resist such a terrifying evil spirit.

Fortunately, Zhou Deng's worries were unnecessary.

After Zhang Hao and the ghost bride approached Zhou Deng, they did not attack him.

The ghost on the white lantern left by Zhang Dong was very scary. Even Zhang Hao and the bride did not have the ability to penetrate the lantern and attack the living people standing in the white light. But if you think about it, you can understand that the evil spirits imprisoned in this old forest are not simple.

In the original novel, a group of people holding white lanterns dug up so many trees and lured out many evil spirits in the old house without being attacked.

Now, with only Zhang Hao and the ghost bride, plus a few evil ghosts who accidentally escaped, how could they break the protection of this lantern?

"It seems that even the Red and White Devils cannot attack me inside the lantern. This lantern is really a good thing."

Zhou Deng looked at the red and white evil spirits that stopped near the white light and quickly disappeared into the darkness. His eyes lit up and he suddenly felt like he had found a treasure.

Being able to resist evil spirits of this level will give you more protection when you hunt for treasure in the future.

After making sure that he was not in danger, Zhou Deng immediately walked towards the grave where Zhang Hao had been mourning.

He first checked the portrait on the grave, which was of a man. "It's a pity that such a handsome man died here."

"Luo Qian? What does this have to do with the Red and White Demons? Why is the White Demon crying here?"

Zhou Deng whispered as he looked at the things in front of the grave.

In the copper basin, there was paper money that had burned out and turned into ashes. At the same time, next to the tombstone, there was a white ghost candle with less than one-fifth of it left.

Zhou Deng naturally had no thoughts about this white ghost candle.

The ability of the white ghost candle is to attract ghosts, and he has no intention of lighting this thing.

Zhou Deng looked around and soon found two glasses of blood-colored wine placed in front of the grave.

"The supernatural things above are still there, good stuff."

Zhou Deng squatted down and reached out to take the two glasses of wine.

However, as Zhou Deng bent down, the man on the tombstone's eyes moved strangely and he looked down in the direction of his hand.

“Pah~!”

Zhou Deng suddenly withdrew his hand and slapped himself.

"Zhou Deng, Zhou Deng, you clearly knew there was danger here but you still reached out to pick up things randomly. What if you were cursed and targeted by a ghost? What would you do then?"

He was just like Zhang Hao before. When he saw that thing, he gave up his inner thoughts, picked up the lantern again, and did not touch the two glasses of blood wine in front of the grave.

As Zhou Deng withdrew his hand, the man in the portrait on the tombstone slowly retracted his gaze, and everything seemed to return to normal.

"It seems that the two glasses of wine now belong to Luo Qian."

"But there are only three bowls of ghost rice here. Will Yang Jian and the others need to use ghost incense to exchange for blood wine with Luo Qian?"

Zhang Hao looked at this scene with no expression on his face, but he was thinking in his heart.

At this time, Zhou Deng continued wandering and came to the second grave.

The second grave was Zhang Youhong's. There was no blood wine in front of the grave, but a bowl of white rice.

After learning from the previous lesson, Zhou Deng didn't dare to touch anything in front of the tomb this time.

"It's a pity that she died when she was so beautiful. That cheongsam seemed very nice. I wonder if it was buried in the grave." Zhou Deng thought.

Then he slapped himself again: "Zhou Deng, Zhou Deng, you can't do this. You dig up the grave of such a beautiful woman and want to take off the clothes of the dead. Is this appropriate?"

He then walked around several other graves and found another grave that also had a bowl of white rice on it.

"Go back, go back, it's such a waste of time to find nothing."

While Zhou Deng was complaining, before he left, he somehow came to the second grave of the woman and inserted the incense stick on the grave.

"You are the one I like the most. I will burn some incense for you before I leave. It will be worth my trip here."

He couldn't see anything special about the incense, and it looked like it would burn out soon. There was no point in keeping it, so he simply threw it away.

He was not interested in this kind of consumable, which was completely less useful than the lantern in his hand.

Holding the white lantern, Zhou Deng returned the same way.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Hao wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, he finally did not move.

Zhou Deng seemed to be affected by some kind of supernatural power, and there were six graves here.

If I interrupt Zhou Deng's actions, it might lead to some unknown changes here.

Not long after Zhou Deng left here.

The incense stick standing on the grave was burning rapidly. The speed was so fast that the ashes fell down one by one. And the strange thing was that the smoke from the burning was not floating upwards, but floating downwards and sinking into the old grave.

The smile on the portrait of the woman on the tombstone in front of the grave seemed to have changed, and the smile became bigger.

Afterwards, the portrait gradually faded and its color became lighter. Finally, the portrait disappeared, leaving only a blank space on the tombstone.

next moment.

The old tomb suddenly sank and collapsed.

A white hand with red nails suddenly appeared. The hand was placed on the tombstone and moved slightly, causing the tombstone to collapse and bury the body in the sunken old grave.

Turn around.

A strange woman wearing a red cheongsam, with a graceful figure and waist-length hair appeared in the middle of the open space.

The woman exuded a fragrance all over her body, like the smell of the burning incense stick, but it seemed to have a different smell.

However, this woman did not have that rotten, lifeless feeling.

"crash"

The wind blew in the old forest nearby, and the trees swayed and rustled.

"Hehe, hehe." The woman laughed.

The laughter echoed, with emphasis.

The swaying old tree immediately returned to its calm.

The woman left, walking along the yellow mud road towards the old house.

Under the red cheongsam is a pair of red high heels, as bright as blood, and an embroidered handkerchief is hung around the waist. It is elegant yet weird.

However, Zhang Hao and Zhou Deng could not see these.

Zhou Deng walked forward, crossed the path, and after a long time, he finally arrived at an ancient house.

In the darkness that Zhou Deng could not see through, Zhang Hao followed Zhou Deng all the way, leading the ghost bride.

This old forest is too large, and there are some incomprehensible supernatural things that are hard to see through. Without a guide, Zhang Hao cannot determine the exact location of the ancient house.

At this time, inside the old house.

Yang Jian and others had just repelled a wave of attacking evil spirits and were temporarily safe. They were resting and discussing what to do next.

"Wait a moment, there's some noise outside."

Suddenly, Yang Jian waved his hand and looked towards the back door.

There was a half-open wooden door at the back door. Through the gap in the door, he could vaguely see a pale light swaying in the distance, and slowly approaching this side.

Only after he had reached a certain distance did he confirm that it was a person, carrying a white lantern and walking along the path out of the old forest.

"It doesn't look like a ghost, but more like Zhou Deng who disappeared before. Yes, that's right, it's that guy Zhou Deng." Someone else also saw it and immediately gritted his teeth.

"This guy is not dead yet?" Fan Xing was also surprised.

Before, the ancient house was shrouded in darkness and danger. Except for the back hall which was safe, other places were extremely dangerous.

Even if Zhou Deng was nominated as the captain, he would not be able to survive in such an environment.

Crunch!

The back door was pushed open.

Zhou Deng walked into the back hall with his feet covered in yellow mud. He was a little surprised and said, "I saw someone in here just now, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect you all to be here. What happened just now?"

"Where did you go before?" Yang Jian looked around and asked.

"Of course, we took a look around here to see if there is any danger." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian said: "What's the result?"

Zhou Deng said, "This place is indeed not simple. There are several old graves in the forest, and the White Demon of the Red and White Demons is still there mourning. I felt something was wrong, so I left a stick of incense and left."

"Did you take the lantern in your hand from the front door?" Yang Jian looked at the familiar lantern.

"It's dark outside, so get a lantern to light the way. It shouldn't be a problem," Zhou Deng said.

"I had deliberately looked for other places before, but I found that there was no other way to leave here. The only place I could stay was this old house. I now plan to go to the front and take a look around."

Fan Xing immediately said, "Don't mess around. This place is not as simple as you think. The old house is the only safe place. If you mess around and break the balance, it will kill all of us."

"And you shouldn't have taken that incense. The incense here is very special and has strange effects. It is very important to us."

"I don't find anything special about that incense." Zhou Deng frowned.

"Hey, everyone, can we stop discussing the incense issue now? I want to know if Zhou Deng was the only one who came in just now?"

Suddenly, someone reminded him and pointed to the footprints on the ground.

Everyone looked.

At the back door, there was a mess of footprints of varying sizes, and they seemed to be lingering beside the door.

The motionless back door was now moving slowly back and forth without any wind.

(End of this chapter)