My Master is Lin Zhengying

"It's too late, we master and apprentice, we will just stay in that cabin for one night tonight.

Wait until tomorrow, and go back to the town to do business for Mr. Zhao! "

Nan Chen and the others nodded after listening.

Although there are a lot of mosquitoes in this place.

But in this world, especially at night, it's really not suitable for rushing.

Everyone agreed unanimously and walked directly to the cabin.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, Nan Chen felt an urgency to urinate.

Then I greeted Uncle Jiu and Qiu Shengwen, and said to go to the three toilets.

People have three urgencies, Uncle Jiu and others didn't take it seriously at all, and asked him to go back early.

Nan Chen found a place nearby.

"Huh, huh, huh", there was a sound of water.

Nan Chen even hummed a little song.

But he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him.

Moreover, it was quietly approaching him.

After Nan Chen felt refreshed for a while, he began to tie his belt.

But at this moment, a pale human hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

At the same time, a vague female voice sounded softly in his ears:

"My lord, guess who I am?"

In the last second, Nan Chen felt relaxed for a while.

But at this moment, Nan Chen's expression suddenly changed.

There was a "thud" in my heart, and I felt cold all over my body.

A bad premonition suddenly swept through the whole body.

The voice was hazy, although he could tell it was a female voice.

But it was certain that she had never heard this voice before.

Moreover, this wilderness.

Now there are only four of him and Uncle Jiu, so what kind of woman will there be?

What's more, at such an early night, she still put his shoulders on his shoulders for no reason.

Nan Chen's heartbeat continued to accelerate, and he became panicked for a while.

Subconsciously, she glanced at the white hand on her right shoulder.

He saw that the white man was extremely pale, and his nails were long and slightly sharp.

What's more, the palm of his hand was terribly cold.

It was like a piece of ice on his shoulder at this moment.

Through the clothes, Nan Chen could feel the coldness.

In an instant, two words appeared in Nan Chen's mind.

"Female ghost."

That's right, it's definitely a female ghost.

In this wilderness, it's still really late at night, so what kind of woman is there?

Even if there is, would you use this alternative way to greet him?

Even if there is, but that hand will be so cold?

Judging from this, the owner of this hand is definitely a female ghost.

Even, Nan Chen speculated.

This female ghost is probably still a fierce ghost.

Long listen to Uncle Jiu;

Ghost shoulders, don't look back.

If you turn around, they will bite your neck and bite you to death.

And the other party can appear behind him without anyone noticing.

Even if he doesn't look back, if he makes some drastic moves.

I'm afraid that he will be killed by this female ghost in the first place.

Thinking of this, Nan Chen's whole body is not well, and his whole body is half cold.

In his mouth, he didn't dare to shout.