Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Dai Hongguang nodded: "Yes, of course, but now we are off work, let's go tomorrow morning. We just eat and drink well now."

Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma glanced at each other and nodded.

"This matter is indeed a bit urgent, after all, it will affect the image of our tourist city, but, no matter how urgent it is, don't worry about this night, right?"

Lao Ma smiled and said, "Mr. Dai, you said tomorrow will be tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, we still drink." Teacher Dai said and raised his glass, "Anyway, the place where I live is not outside this yard, so I must drink well."

That night, Lao Ma was drunk, Dai Hongguang was lucky, and Yang Xiaobao was still very sober.

Dai Hongguang opened two rooms for them, and after making arrangements, he left the guest house.

After Yang Xiaobao washed his face, he lay on the bed, thinking about what Dai Hongguang said when he was eating today.

Looking at the appearances of those dead, Yang Xiaobao understood that it must have sucked the flesh dry than something.

According to the inherited knowledge of the mountain god, he knows that evil spirits suck human flesh and blood.

And such evil spirits are generally locked in hell, and there are very few in the world.

Could it be that the gate of hell in the east has already been opened?

Ma Xiangrong said, that Shi Ran appeared in Tengyang City, could it really be that Shi Ran did it?

Thinking about these things, Yang Xiaobao slowly fell asleep for the first time.

In a daze, Yang Xiaobao heard footsteps outside.

The footsteps seemed to be walking back and forth in the corridor.

Feeling curious, Yang Xiaobao got up from the bed, walked to the door, and opened it.

He saw a dark figure walking towards the end of the corridor.

Yang Xiaobao was surprised, the light in the guest house should be on all the time, why is it off at this time?

The black figure who was about to walk to the end of the corridor was also very strange.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao immediately chased after the shadow.

The black shadow was very fast, and its walking posture was awkward.

Not long after, Yang Xiaobao followed the shadow to the hall downstairs.

What made Yang Xiaobao feel strange was that the lights in the hall were also off, and there was no one in the hall.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao couldn't help frowning.

It's all so weird.

The black shadow didn't stop after reaching the hall, and continued to walk outside.

Yang Xiaobao could only follow him outside.

When he was outside, under the illumination of the street lamps, Yang Xiaobao realized that the reason why the other party was a dark shadow was because the other party's whole body was covered with a thick layer of black air.

Yang Xiaobao gasped, and immediately understood.

It's a ghost.

Judging from the thick yin energy on the opponent, it should be an evil ghost!

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao took out the Ling Xiao mirror and quickly chased after it.

This guy, whose whole body was covered with a thick layer of Yin Qi, also became much faster.

It ran in front, Yang Xiaobao chased after it, and soon came to a remote road.

When he reached the road, the evil spirit suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Yang Xiaobao also stopped less than five meters away from him.

The evil spirit turned around slowly and looked at Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao felt a chill in his heart.

Because he saw that this evil spirit was made up of a cloud of black air.

The mass of black air flowed like densely packed black moths.

This guy's facial features are fairly clear, but they are also black.

He grinned as if he was smiling, but his appearance made one's scalp tingle and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Boy, I give you a warning."

This voice seemed to come down from the sky, covering Yang Xiaobao's surroundings.

Yang Xiaobao knew that it was this guy who was talking.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and said coldly: "Tell me, what warning?"

"Leave Tengyang City immediately."

"What if I don't leave?" Yang Xiaobao asked with a smile.

The black shadow hummed: "If you don't leave, you will die!"

Yang Xiaobao grinned and said, "I want to see how you let me die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw this black shadow twisting and rushing towards him.

Yang Xiaobao felt a chill enveloping him.

His heart trembled, and he immediately raised the Ling Xiao mirror in his hand.

Yang Xiaobao originally thought that the Ling Xiao Mirror would immediately suck the thick black air into the mirror.

But what Yang Xiaobao didn't expect was that the Ling Xiao Mirror had no effect on this cloud of black energy at all.

Yang Xiaobao was startled, secretly thought it was not good.

At the same time, this cloud of black air has arrived in front of Yang Xiaobao.

In the next second, Yang Xiaobao will be engulfed by this thick cloud of black air.

Yang Xiaobao's body retreated quickly, thinking about avoiding the attack of this cloud of black air.

But this cloud of black energy pursued Yang Xiaobao closely, and quickly caught up with him.

Yang Xiaobao secretly thought it was bad, immediately raised his fist, and hit it with all the energy in his body.

But what he punched in was just a cloud of black mist, nothing.

But when Yang Xiaobao wanted to pull out his arm, it was already too late.

His arm seemed to be bitten tightly by something, and he tried his best, but he couldn't pull it out at all.

A burst of pain spread throughout his body.

Yang Xiaobao was very anxious, he fumbled in his pocket, and soon found a charm.

He didn't care whether the spell was useful or not, and stuck it directly to the cloud of black air.

Then Yang Xiaobao heard a shrill cry, the cloud of black smoke twisted and quickly left Yang Xiaobao, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Yang Xiaobao let out a long breath and wiped the sweat off his face.

Looking at his arm again, there were several deep wounds.

It's like a few teeth have been bitten in.

Yang Xiaobao touched those wounds with his hands, the pain made him gasp.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Yang Xiaobao saw himself lying on the bed in the guest house, the light from the window shone in the room, everything seemed hazy.

It turned out that all this turned out to be a nightmare.

Yang Xiaobao turned around, wanting to sleep again, but there was a burst of pain in his arm.

He sat up suddenly and turned on the bedside lamp.

When he saw several wounds on his arms, his heart sank instantly.

Wasn't everything just a nightmare?

Since it was a nightmare, why did the wound on the arm exist?

Could it be that everything just now was true?

Yang Xiaobao picked up his phone to check the time, and found that he had only fallen asleep for less than half an hour.

He suddenly thought of the old horse, the old horse is drunk, nothing will happen, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao jumped off the bed, rushed out of the door, and ran to the door of the old horse next door.

Yang Xiaobao raised his hand and hammered the door a few times: "Old horse, old horse!"

There was no movement in the room.

This guy won't sleep too much because he's drunk, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao couldn't care about anything else, raised his foot, and kicked the door open.