LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Zhang Mingqiao knows the rumors about Yinshan and naturally does not dare to start too late.

Goodbye to send up their neighbors early, Zhang Mingqiao carrying a baggage, with a servant who grew up together from a young age, the two went out of Sihu County.

He wore a cyan gown today. This is the best stitching Hu Auntie specially made for him. He said that we are going to participate in the autumn festival, and naturally we must wear a decent dress.

Zhang Mingqiao gave birth to a good appearance, eyebrows and handsome, tall and straight, and good boy, watching people he grew up said that he is like a mother.

The county town is not far from Yinshan Road. When the two arrived at the foot of the mountain, the sun just made a half head from the sky.

The sky is already a lot.

"The son, this Yinshan looked, it really is sinister." Han Sheng shrunk his head and whispered.

The cold age and Zhang Mingqiao are generally large, and they are also beautiful and eye-catching. They look very clever.

The two said that they are the relationship between the master and the servant. Because they are dependent on each other, they are more like brothers.

Zhang Mingqiao looked at the mountains in front of him.

It’s already a day, but the mountain in front of it seems to stay at night. The cluster of leaves is like an open giant net, blocking the outside sun from the outside, and it’s like a fierce beast. Big mouth, waiting for the innocent traveler to drop the trap.

It is really ghastly.

Zhang Mingqiao smiled lightly and said: "There is no stranger to chaos. What is the charm of this world?"

"go!"

He said, taking the lead in the mountains.

"Hey--the son waits for me!" Hansheng looked up with a little fear and looked at the figure of Tsing Yi, who had walked out a few steps in front of him. He gritted his teeth and followed him.

The master and the servant entered the mountain.

It’s not obvious when you look outside. When you really come in, you feel that it’s really different from the outside.

It is clearly a bright day in the sun. Walking on the path of this yin mountain, not to mention the sun, it is a bit of ugly daylight.

Hansheng raised his head and could only see the tall trees seem to cover the sky. The sky above the head was covered with strictness. Only from the occasional scattered branches, a little skylight could be seen.

Perhaps his illusion, Han Sheng always felt that these branches, as if they all had a sly taste.

He shrank his head and quickly took two steps and got closer to the son.

The old people said that the scholars have Wenquxing protection, and there is a world of help, not afraid of those ghost tricks, he has to follow the son.

The two walked very fast, because according to the footsteps of this Yinshan, speeding up the road on the side, it took a whole day to go out.

The two rushed to the road, occasionally speaking a few words, so that the atmosphere is not so dull.

I don't know how long it took. Zhang Mingqiao felt that his stomach was a little hungry and looked up. The top was blocked by dense branches, and he could not see where the sun was.

He estimated that it should be near noon.

"Horn," he shouted.

"Ah?" Hansheng looked up at him.

"I am hungry. Let's sit down, take a break, eat something and continue on the road." Zhang Mingqiao said.

"Good!" Hansheng had long wanted to rest.

He and Zhang Mingqiao, both of whom have never suffered from childhood, have gone through this half-day, and have long been so tired.

The two found a broken tree stump and sat down. Hansheng took two pieces of dry food from the baggage behind him and took out the water bag and handed it to Zhang Mingqiao.