Fairy, wait a minute

The surrounding area is filled with the atmosphere of decay, and the densely packed ancient tombs reveal an ominous atmosphere.

Jiang Lian gathered his spiritual power, and the moment he stepped in, boundless coldness hit him instantly.

She vaguely smelled a stench, a bit like rotten eggs and a bit like dead mice.

"The smell of corpses?" Jiang Lian frowned slightly.

She didn't see any bodies yet.

Jiang Lian carefully avoided the grave and went to look for the whereabouts of the broken sword. Suddenly she felt a hot air licking her hand.
Jiang Lian's heart suddenly clicked. She looked down and saw a corpse face down. His skin was a pale white color, with water droplets condensing on the surface.

The clammy feeling was like drowning.

Jiang Lian took a few steps back. She was sure that there was no such body here just now!
Jiang Lian suddenly felt a little cold and shivered unconsciously.

"Cold?" Jiang Lian glanced around, walked around the body and quickly left the area.

Her purpose was to find the whereabouts of the other half of the broken sword, not to get entangled with this "thing".

Jiang Lian's steps were fast, her eyes searching the ground,

A sharp cry came from the front!The sound was so loud that it seemed to be shouting in your ears, with echoes coming from afar.

At that moment, Jiang Lian immediately raised his head and stared ahead.

Her heart stopped for a beat, and she felt a piece of ice sticking to her spine, sliding from the tailbone to the base of the back of her neck...

It was an indescribably sad and ethereal sound, and it was not a sound that a living person could make.

Jiang Lian swallowed, her pupils trembled slightly, and thousands of ice swords appeared in the air instantly, exuding a deep chill.

Jiang Lian turned around, trying to find the source of the sound.

The ice sword above his head also rotated and searched according to Jiang Lian's movements.

There was another burst of female crying, like a woman's heartbreaking cry and roar, mixed with broken sounds and trills, until she cried until she died.

Wave after wave, Jiang Lian felt like he was surrounded.

Surrounded by the unknown and ominous.

Jiang Lian could clearly feel the unwillingness and resentment in the voice, which was also mixed with strange screams that sounded like laughter and crying. The woman gasped for air, sobbed and choked softly, and whispered. , crawling through your ear canal like a bug.

A woman limped towards Jiang Lian from a distance. Her hair was as messy as a pot of withered grass, and she was wearing a red costume that didn't fit well.

Her mouth was painted brightly, and it was so bright and frighteningly red.

The woman stepped on a pair of blue-soled opera shoes that held her feet in place,

“My ears are filled with sorrow and my heart is filled with pain~~”

“Why do people we meet on the road howl like this~~”

"Could it be that the husband is ugly and it is difficult to match the beauty of the woman~~"

"Could it be a forced marriage and a crow occupying the Luan's nest~~"

Just when Jiang Lian didn't know which song he was singing, the woman held her orchid fingers and continued humming,
The grave next to Jiang Lian was loose, and more and more graves were densely cracked, as if something was crawling out of it.