Ninety Thousand Miles Across the Weird World

Chapter 327 Fog

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, go back immediately."

"If there is a red light in the fog, you should close your eyes immediately, no matter what sounds you hear, don't pay attention to it, until dawn, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, hey~"

The old man's voice became farther and farther away, more and more ethereal, like a buzzing echo through a layer of water.

At this moment, the silence was terrifying, without even a single sound. Li Jun raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see a bright moon shining on the earth coldly. The moonlight tonight was also extremely cold. Li Jun stood tall and tall, alone, suddenly Yes, a sound of hitting water broke the tranquility of the night.

Li Jun saw that the old man knelt down, slowly untied the snakeskin bag, and took out something. The thin figure of the old man blocked the bag, so he couldn't see what he was taking out.

"Yaoko, follow me immediately."

Zhou Xingyao was still in a daze, a pair of warm hands grabbed him, and the driver Lao Wang's low voice came from next to his ears: "I suspect that Li Jun and the old man are in the same group, they are playing fairy dance, pretending to be tricky, Specially to deceive rich kids like you who are ignorant of the world."

Zhou Xingyao remained motionless, his eyes fixed on Li Jun.

"Uncle Wang, look, there is a red light in the fog, let's not walk around, be careful not to be targeted by bad things."

"What red light?"

Uncle Wang looked up and was taken aback. Sure enough, he saw a faint red in the mist, which was very strange. An inexplicable feeling of fear came from the bottom of his heart.

Uncle Wang calmed down, and told himself secretly that these were just some strange natural phenomena, and he remained silent, acting strangely.

He was just about to forcibly pull Zhou Xingyao away.

suddenly.

A gust of wind was blowing, and it was bitingly cold. When Uncle Wang looked forward again, he saw Li Jun suddenly disappear...

He rubbed his eyes, and looked forward in disbelief. The living person really disappeared suddenly. In the blink of an eye, Li Jun's figure suddenly appeared beside the old man by the river again.

"This……"

But at this moment, Li Jun was standing beside the old man, and he could see clearly that the old man's snakeskin bag contained glutinous rice, grains of snow-white glutinous rice, steamed and cooked, and the old man hugged another jar from the side When the rice wine was sealed in clay, when it was uncovered, it was mellow and fragrant. He grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, mixed it with some rice wine, kneaded it into balls, and threw it into the river.

"The soul is back, the soul is back~"

The surface of the river suddenly boiled, rushing, splashing, and the sound of splashing water was heard again, and green smoke curled up, and faint weeping came from the green smoke, like weeping and complaining, extremely sad.

This kind of grief seems to be in essence, infecting the people on the bank. The old man's face was covered with tears, Zhou Xingyao cried, Wang Shu cried, for some reason, they just couldn't stop their tears, want to cry, want to cry!

Only Li Jun, who seemed to have a heart of stone, never shed a single tear.

The old man finally stopped his movements, turned around stiffly, looked at Li Jun in disbelief and said, "Why didn't you cry?"

Li Jun smiled lightly: "The dead are gone and cannot be traced, there is no need to be sad, and there is no need to miss the world."

The old man stared at Li Jun's face for a moment under the moonlight, then put down his work and said, "Young man, you are not an ordinary person."

"Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Li Jun squinted his eyes and looked towards the river. Black shadows were cruising under the water, revealing their black backs, devouring glutinous rice balls frantically.

"What are they?" Li Jun asked, pointing at the shadow.

"They are people who died in vain. For thousands of years, the poor people who died in the river can't rest in peace, have no one to rely on, and have no food to eat. Hey, they are also pitiful!"

Li Jun nodded: "Is this glutinous rice for them to eat?"

The old man smiled.

"I said you are not an ordinary person, why don't you even know yin rice? These are yin rice made by steaming white glutinous rice and drying in the shade. Things in the river are hungry, and after eating yin rice, they will not come out to do evil. .”

"But..."

The old man paused, and continued: "There are many things in the river, but there are few cloudy rice. The old man alone can't feed them. Therefore, in foggy weather, strangers should not come in. There are things in the fog."

"As far as the fog is, these things can go as far."

"Can they only appear in the fog, during the day?" Li Jun asked.

"No during the day. This river is suppressed by the river god. Only when there is fog and the fog covers the eyes of the river god, can things in the river dare to sneak out to hunt for food."

In the dark night, the voice of the old man is very scary.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the fog.

Like grinding teeth, like whispering, like crying.

"Master Dog, I... I'm a little scared, can I hug you?"

Even though Zhou Xingyao was very curious, he couldn't help feeling frightened at this moment. He took two steps forward and reached out to hug the dog.

"Go away, if you dare to hug me, I will bite you to death."

Gouda deftly avoided Zhou Xingyao's claws.

"Dog, dog demon...dogs can talk..." Uncle Wang covered his mouth in horror, his hairs were standing on end. If Li Jun disappeared suddenly before, he could comfort himself that he was dazzled.

This time when the earth dog spoke, it completely subverted his outlook on the world and life, and a new door opened indistinctly.

At this moment, he was really afraid.

I wanted to run, but couldn't, I just felt my legs go weak, and I sat on the ground with my buttocks, how can I still have a trace of quack spirit!
Li Jun is naturally not afraid of these demons and water monsters, but they are just some ghosts, they can't even show their bodies, they can only hide in the mist to harm people, forgive them, they are not very powerful.

Fog has always been mysterious.

Mountain fog, river fog, and even the fog in abandoned urban areas tend to breed some bad things, but things in the fog are generally not fierce.

Ordinary people have three fires on their shoulders and heads. As long as the Yang fire is not extinguished, these things will not harm themselves.

What Li Jun is worried about is Jiang Shen in the old man's mouth.

"Old man, how many years have you stayed here?"

"How many years?" The old man was stunned for a moment, with a confused expression on his face, he shook his head and sighed: "I don't know, I don't remember."

"Then why are you feeding them here?" Li Jun pointed at the black shadow in the river. At this moment, the black shadow was slowly sinking, and the river became calm.

Even the red light in the fog disappeared. These things seemed to have sensed something, and they all hibernate.

"I'm afraid they're hungry." The old man sighed faintly.

"Can I ask you about someone, her name is Zhao Lingling, she is an actress, she came here 20 years ago, do you know where she is now?"

"Zhao Lingling?"

The old man showed a pensive expression on his face, and muttered to himself: "It's a very familiar name, but why can't I remember where I heard it?"

suddenly.

The old man's eyes widened suddenly.

A distorted expression appeared on his face.

"I've heard the name before."

(End of this chapter)