Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 1380
Pang Xiaopang and the others nodded, "It's cool."

"And this place looks strange, doesn't it? Why do all the houses close their doors all the way?"

"It feels empty."

"Yeah, what's going on here?"

"Master Messenger, you must have come and gone many times before, has this town always been so empty?"

The disciple of Xuanjian Peak followed with a strange expression, "No, this town was very lively when we came here."

"There is also a trading street in front, where many people set up stalls to sell things."

"If you have patience, you can find some very cheap things."

"It's just that it's weird today." While speaking, the disciple also looked around a few times.

"There seems to be no one on the trading street ahead."

"Why is it so strange?" the Xuanjian Peak disciple said to himself.

While talking, a small wooden door next to it was opened by someone sneakily from the inside out.

Jiang Nai turned her head to one side, just in time to see a small child's head protruding from the small door.

He looked like he was only eight or nine years old, and he was born with a tiger head and a tiger brain.

That Xuanjianfeng disciple had quick eyesight and quick hands, and dragged the boy out of the door.

Afterwards, an old man went out tremblingly, ran over quickly and stretched out his hand to drag the little boy.

After walking for so long, I finally saw someone, the disciples of Xuanjian Peak would not let go.

Pulling the little boy and asking in a deep voice, "What's going on today?"

"Why does the whole town seem so empty? Is something wrong?"

The little boy looked at him pitifully and called out "Grandpa".

The old man quickly stepped forward, bowing and bowing tremblingly: "My lords, I'm sorry, we don't know anything. Please put up your hands and let my grandson go."

The messenger's face darkened, "Old man Wang, don't you recognize me?"

The old man Wang turned his head and saw the envoy, he was terrified immediately, knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground, "I didn't know that the envoy from Hanging Sword Peak is coming, please forgive me."

"What's going on in this town, get up and tell the truth."

The once bustling town suddenly became so empty, no matter how you look at it, there are problems.

The old man Wang got up from the ground, approached the sixth-level envoy, and said mysteriously in a low voice, "Master envoy, this town is... haunted!"

The Messenger frowned, "What the hell is going on? Nonsense. You mean, the reason why there is no one in this town is because of the haunting?"

Old man Wang nodded repeatedly, and said in a low voice, "Master Messenger, please don't believe me."

"Look at us, every house closes its doors after noon."

Speaking of this, old man Wang looked at the envoy with a frowning expression, with a frightened expression on his face, "Master envoy, you really did a terrible job to my grandson and grandson."

"This ghost is very powerful. Whenever we go out after noon, the ghost will come to us at night."

"So now the fairs are generally held in the morning, and after noon, there are few people walking around in the town."

The sixth-level envoy couldn't help frowning, "How could this be? Everything you said is true?"

"Master Messenger, it is absolutely true. That ghost is very powerful."

"If you don't want to run into ghosts at night, you should leave the town early and go into the mountains."

"It's safe to enter the mountain."

"There are no ghosts in this world. I'm afraid some people have ghosts in their hearts."

(End of this chapter)