The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 693
Third Uncle was still wearing his tattered Daoist robe, and was also holding a white lantern in his hand.Both eyes stared straight ahead, expressionless, as if there was no one else present.

He also didn't respond to Pang Dahai's cry.

The original plan of Pang Dahai and I also ran aground. We originally wanted to try it with the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword.But it was the third uncle who walked over. Whether it was him or his soul, if we stabbed there, it would probably cause him harm.

But other than that, there's nothing we can do.

Third Uncle held the lantern and slowly floated past us until he disappeared on the bridge behind us.

No one knows where these people went.We don't see where they come from, let alone where they go.

If it is said that Fatty and I were a little shocked by the figures that appeared at the beginning, but we haven't had much psychological ups and downs yet.So seeing Uncle San this time made us all uneasy.

The thing is obvious, those people before are dead no matter what.

In other words, they should have died.Seeing them again, apart from being shocked, I didn't have much thought.

But the third uncle is different. We came to look for the third uncle, but his people didn't see him, but we saw him appearing in front of us in this form.

Fatty saw the third uncle, and he didn't speak for a while, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore, and asked me in a low voice: "Boss...do you think the uncle has already..."

"Shut up. How is it possible? If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, I yelled at him.

In fact, I knew in my heart what the fat man wanted to say.All we saw before were dead people.Then I saw the third uncle again, and it was inferred theoretically that the third uncle was the same as them.The fat man wants to ask, is the third uncle also... dead?
But I have an extremely contradictory mentality. I know that the third uncle must be in trouble, but as long as I don't see it with my own eyes, I must be very unwilling in my heart, and of course I am even more unwilling to admit this fact.

Fatty must also know this mentality of mine, why not him.So after being yelled at by me, he didn't speak any more, just sighed softly beside him.

The two of us stood in the same place and waited for more than ten minutes.I guess I have some calculations in my mind, since the third uncle passed by here, will Chu Liuyan also appear?

In the woods, we all saw Chu Liuyan's bloody coat.If something happened, he might have come earlier than third uncle.

But since the third uncle came over there, no other figures appeared.

The bridge deck of the entire stone bridge has been restored to its original appearance.

After such a period of time, our torches are almost burned out.Pang Dahai took another one out of his backpack and lit it up.

Pang Dahai said: "Boss, seeing the uncle is also a clue. Should you go back, maybe Ouyang has already returned."

I shook my head: "I just thought about it. We have been searching for so long, and the third uncle finally appeared. Although what we saw was not a real person, I believe that it is not a soul either. Because those souls should have been reincarnated a long time ago. It should not still appear in Yangjian. Therefore, I judge that what we see is just a little obsession in our hearts. We have thought of these people in our hearts at different times, so they will be together on this bridge. appearing one after the other."

Pang Dahai nodded: "By the way, I think your guess is accurate. Uncle Shi and the others will be fine. Then should we go forward?"

"Going is the way to go. I'm thinking that even if Uncle San is still alive, he should be in a very difficult situation now. We should be very close to him. We have come here, and we have no way back."

I turned around and took a look, and the bridge deck behind me was once again locked in thick fog.There was no sound to be heard, nor any sight to be seen.

We rearranged our equipment and continued to move forward along the stone bridge.

Everything was back to the situation when we first got on the bridge. The fog had no intention of clearing up, so we relied on the light of the torch and moved forward bit by bit.The difference is that this time I can swing the descending dragon wooden sword from time to time to split some of the thick fog.

But this method soon failed. We were completely surrounded by thick fog, and our moving speed was extremely slow.I'm afraid that if I don't leave this stone bridge, it will be bad when the tide rises.

At this moment, suddenly I heard a strange sound in my ears.

At this moment, our spirits are highly tense, and even if there is a slight disturbance, we will be noticed.Although the sound was tiny, Pang Dahai and I both noticed it.

We both stopped at the same time, carefully observing the movement around us.

The sound continued and became more and more clear.

It's hard for me to describe the sound. It sounds like paper rubbing against each other, or the sound made when origami is made.

And the voice was not coming from the front, but behind us.

I turned around abruptly, only to find a group of unknown creatures flying from nowhere on the bridge behind us.At first glance, it looks like a group of fireflies, because they all have light on their bodies.

There were roughly a dozen or so flying insects in that group.Soon they flew close to us. We held up the torch and saw those flying insects in the air. It was very strange. They were not fireflies, because the light turned out to be a small group of flames, which were clearly the insects. His body was on fire.This scene is something we have never seen before.

I was curious, so I reached out and caught a flying insect flying in front of me.The flying insect didn't dodge or dodge, and I caught it directly in my hand. I was shocked to find that it was not a flying insect, but a paper crane made of paper.

Before I could see it more clearly, the flames quickly ignited.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly threw away the paper crane, and the flame instantly engulfed the paper crane.

I hurriedly reminded Pang Dahai: "Don't touch those paper cranes, as long as you touch them, they will burn."

Indeed, as long as we don't touch them, the flames on them will always be such a small ball, and they will not burn.

"Boss, what's so famous, why are there so many paper cranes?" Fatty asked curiously, looking up at the paper cranes in the sky.

I looked back, such a small group, the light from more than a dozen paper cranes, gathered together can even illuminate the surroundings.It seems that the mist of water mist is about to melt away when it is washed by the light of these paper cranes.

(End of this chapter)