Chapter 561 There Are Ghosts in the Mountains 7

In the dark forest, a female ghost in green was walking in front of her holding a lantern, followed by two humans.

Whether it was the current environment or the identities of the three people, there was a strange feeling.

very quiet.

The figure in front did not speak. Of the two people behind, one was thinking about something and the other was scared out of his wits. Naturally, no one spoke.

Zhang Mingqiao raised his head and looked at the person in front of him who claimed to be a female ghost. Her figure was not very clear in the dim environment, but she could not hide her graceful feeling.

That startling glimpse just now was so lonely and beautiful, and it didn't feel the slightest bit eerie or terrifying.

He has never seen a ghost, but he also knows from rumors that ghosts should not look like this.

Rather than looking like a ghost, she seems more like a fairy practicing in this Yinshan Mountain.

Of course, Zhang Mingqiao didn't ask this question.

Suddenly there was a bright light ahead.

The fog that has been lingering around everyone seems to have quietly dispersed here.

Zhang Mingqiao looked up and saw a small and spacious courtyard in front of him.

The pavilions and pavilions are exquisite and elegant.

If you were in the human world, you would know at a glance that the owner of this courtyard must be a wealthy person.

But if it's in the Yin Mountains...

It's a bit creepy.

As we all know, there are no living people living in Yin Mountain.

There are no living people, then...

Zhong Qing stopped at the door, turned around, and looked at the two of them calmly: "This is my yard."

When she said this, the closed vermilion door opened quietly, which looked very strange.

Han Sheng shivered again.

Zhong Qing glanced at him, turned her head and said nothing, taking the lead in holding a lantern and walking into the yard.

Han Sheng tugged on Zhang Mingqiao's sleeve: "Master, I think this place is also very weird, otherwise... let's not go in, right?"

Zhang Mingqiao looked back and said to Han Sheng, "Look back first."

Han Sheng's hair stood up when he heard this. He looked back tremblingly and was almost frightened out of his wits - the gray-white thick fog seemed to be blocked by something invisible a foot away from the yard, like a living thing. It was surging like something, as if it wanted to rush over.

And in the surging white mist, some black shadows can occasionally be seen.

They couldn't see clearly what it was, but both of them knew it was definitely not something good.

Han Sheng quickly turned around and said to Zhang Mingqiao with a sad face: "Master, let's go in."

At least the girl in green is good-looking.

Han Sheng thought sadly: Even if he was going to be eaten, being eaten by such a beautiful female ghost would be better than being eaten by this scary thing.

Zhang Mingqiao was not as pessimistic as Han Sheng.

Ever since he saw the woman in green, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The other party will not hurt her.

This feeling is strange and has no logic. It is not in line with Zhang Mingqiao's usual personality at all.

But he just wanted to believe that what the woman in green said was true.

In this dark mountain, she will protect herself.

"Let's go," he said.

The two looked at each other and walked towards the vermilion door.

The door slammed shut the moment the two entered.

At the same moment, the gray-white thick fog billowing endlessly outside the door seemed to have been broken free from some restraints, and it rushed toward the yard with claws and teeth.