Watch Out! Danger Ahead

After everyone realized that the songs they heard at this time were most likely to come from ghosts and spirits, they all lost the meaning of appreciation, but became extremely nervous.

The humming little tune didn't stop, on the contrary, it became more and more high-pitched, as if with the power of piercing the clouds, breaking the barrier of the black mist, and spreading into the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Don't listen too much, cover your ears and hold your mind."

The sound became sharper and sharper, like a tight string, breaking the string would hurt people.

The veteran Taoist is vigilant by nature and reminds everyone around him.

As soon as everyone heard this, they rushed to obey his instructions, and they stretched out their hands and blocked their ears stubbornly.

"It's useless." Song Qingxiao turned his back to the crowd, slowly speaking:

"This voice comes from the interference of Yin Qi and is directly transmitted through the divine consciousness."

As long as the human consciousness is still alive, it will be difficult to avoid the interference of sound, and it is useless to cover the ears.

Sure enough, after her voice fell off, everyone found that no matter what the ears were blocked, the voice could still clearly pass into everyone's minds.

In the rapid and messy heartbeat of ‘dong dong dong’, everyone shook their heads desperately and closed their eyes tightly to resist the tone that made the scalp numb as it got higher and higher.

But fortunately, this high-pitched singing did not last for a long time. After about ten seconds, the screams that were so high that they seemed to be connected suddenly stopped abruptly.

"call--"

At this moment, Aunt Wu and others have been soaked in cold sweat.

After the sound disappeared, it was replaced by extreme silence.

It seems that the blowing of the river wind stopped at this moment, but after the ears were attacked by the previous Boeing wave, I don’t know if it was a sequelae caused by tension. The old man driving the car even felt like it appeared in his ears. The'buzzing' tinnitus sound.

This kind of extreme quietness does not make people feel comfortable, even if they know that there are stars around them, the old Taoist priests and others still raised their heads.

Until they saw Song Qing's small figure still on the side of the ship a few meters away from the opposite side, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

"La—La la—"

The breath just relaxed, and the girl's soft humming sounded again.

It's just that this time the humming sound is much softer than the previous silence, as if with a soft and romantic comfort.

But everyone didn't dare to relax, because at the moment when this soft snort sounded, a red light suddenly flashed a few times on the vast river front.

It was as if someone lit a small red lamp in the black fog, and the light broke through the black fog and passed into everyone's eyes.

As the red light rang, the girl's singing became clearer.

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Shenzhuang has always been affluent and well-developed water transportation has made this place extremely prosperous, with people coming and going all the year round.

If there is no accident, you can often hear boats loaded with showgirls on the river, shuttled back and forth, looking for guests who like elegance.

The sound of blowing, playing and singing is endless, even in the evening, you can hear the lavish singing.

But when is this time?

There were no people around, and everyone met the ghost just a moment ago.

At this moment, seeing the lights and hearing the singing, everyone did not immediately think that they had met someone. On the contrary, everyone had their scalp tight, and they bit their lips tightly.

I saw the red light getting closer, and apart from singing, I could hear the sound of the waves making the water from the boat.

The black mist was separated, and a small boat drifted from the direction of the black mist to the direction of everyone.

The small boat was not big, it seemed to be able to hold only one person in a trance, and it was a bit like the small boat rowed by the young girl Cai Ling.

A small light was lit at the bow, emitting a red halo.

"There are people on the boat!" Wu Nier shouted.

The boat drove close, and there was a figure crawling sideways on the boat as expected.

Judging from the graceful figure, she should be a pretty lady, with thick black hair scattered and wearing a red gauze.

The spun yarn was woven very lightly, flowing with the boat, like a string of red mist lingering on her side, enveloping her graceful figure.

Lightly flew up, revealing her pair of slender Yurun legs.

Under the red light, one of her legs bends slightly, but a jade foot kicked out of the ship, hung on the ship's side, and sank into the river, kicking the river forward.

"Wow! Wow!"

The water splash was kicked by her snow-white jade foot, and at the same time the singing sounded:

"The big red lantern is hanging high, the dragon and phoenix candles explode with sparks, dressing and dressing up and wearing happy clothes, waiting for the Lord to enter the house—"

"La la la—"

When everyone heard her lyrics, it was like singing a wedding ceremony.

From the outside, this woman could not see the evil at all, nor was it like the ghost possessed by Aunt Wu and others before.

Even with the cultivation of the old Taoist priest, she did not sense the slightest yin in her body, and could not help but start to wonder if this person was a ghost at all.

The ghost is heavy.

The longer you practice, the resentment will turn into evil spirits, and you won't be able to stop it.

But at this time, he didn't feel the slightest resentment in this woman, as if she was an ordinary girl who was longing for a new marriage and singing love songs.

And Song Qingxiao had put up such a battle before, and surrounded everyone in the circle, making it clear that he believed that the person who came was not good.

Reminiscent of the brutality of her previous shots, the old Taoist couldn't help but worry:

"Qing Xiao——"

He called out, and then heard Song Qingxiao coldly said:

"What a mess of singing, I don't understand!"

"..."

As soon as she finished saying this, the girl singing across from her froze.

The raised jade foot was lifted in the air, as if someone had pressed the pause button on a video tape.

The singing also came to a halt, and the forward boat lost power, and also stopped in Jiang Xin.

‘Tick! ’

There was a splash of water. I wonder if it was the blood dripping from the corpse on the black boat whose face was torn by Mrs. Shen, or the drops of water on the girl's raised feet falling into the river water.

But the sound of water drops broke the silence.

"Doesn't it sound good?"

The girl's faint voice came over, as if with a touch of sadness.

"Is it okay to have something to say?" Song Qing calmly looked at the boat parked in the distance:

"What song to sing?"

"..." The eyelids of the old Taoist twitched. Aunt Wu and others felt that if this kind of conversation hadn't happened in the haunted Shenzhuang, it would be a bit embarrassing for two young girls to talk like this.

"Doesn't it sound good?"

"Did you die in the bridal chamber?" Song Qingxiao ignored her question and asked directly:

"What is your name and what year was you born in? Who is your husband? Why did you die?"

While speaking, she separated a ray of mind and sank into the sea of ​​knowledge, and the trial mission showed: The White Head Covenant.

Mission completed: reward points of 100,000.

All the way along the way, only ghosts and monsters have been encountered, and the directions are all related to Shenzhuang.

Dong Qin Wuwo's ​​identity was just a guess, and the clues of the mission were not obvious. After finally walking up to now, he encountered a female ghost and finally gave a little clue that interests Song Qingxiao.

"Doesn't it sound good?"

The woman lying on her side did not answer her words, just as if she had been struck by her repeated questions, the words showed a sobbing sobbing sound, so unlovable.

"You can only say this sentence?" Song Qingxiao frowned, her eyes inevitably showing a little distressed expression.

The reason why she has been suppressing and not taking action is that the evil spirit on her body is extremely heavy, which is far beyond the comparability of those low-minded ghosts before.

I thought I had encountered a ghost related to the mission, but if she only repeated this sentence, she might have overestimated her.

It seems that this is just an ordinary ghost, but at least it reveals a little connection with the task.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxiao sighed, and cold ice slowly appeared in her palm, transforming into an ice sword about three feet long.

"Qing Xiao..."

The old Taoist priest was kind, afraid that she would rashly and kill the innocent by mistake.

But before he finished speaking, Song Qingxiao seemed to have guessed what he was thinking:

"Master." She calmly interrupted the words of the old Taoist. To this old Taoist who has always been upright and benevolent, and who loves her in every way, she showed rare patience:

"The lamp on this woman's head is extraordinary, it can only be ignited with the power of the soul."

Moreover, she was able to come here safely from the obstruction of the evil Yin Qi, which shows that she is extraordinary.

"The yin in the river is very heavy, ordinary people can frostbite the skin and bones when they touch it, but she can kick the water barefoot, and came here alone in a small boat. Obviously she is somewhat capable."

As soon as Song Qingxiao finished speaking, the old Taoist's eyes became more cautious.

He also found out that he had made a big mistake. He shouldn't judge whether the opponent is a ghost or not by simply sensing Yin Qi!

The old Taoist priest could not understand the origin of the lamp above the red girl's head, but from Song Qingxiao's saying that the power of the soul can be ignited, it can be known that this lamp is extraordinary.

What's more, the periphery of Shenzhuang at this time is so terrible, there are no people in the radius of a hundred miles, as if a huge ghost-smashing ship has been deployed.

There were so many people in my own business, and it took a lot of hard work to get here, and Mrs. Shen's family of four were dead in the middle, and even a man on the boat was killed before they got here.

However, this girl dared not go out alone. Just as Song Qingxiao said, she was wearing a red dress and stepped barefoot into the river.

"Our boat is moving forward, but her boat doesn't move anymore, and can keep a close distance from us. This is not a method that ordinary ghosts can do."

Song Qingxiao's remarks reminded the old Taoist priest again. He took a closer look. As she said, his expression changed slightly, as if he was annoyed that he did not recognize the ghost.

"Doesn't it sound good?"

Without a response from Song Qingxiao, the girl's voice quickly became gloomy.

She didn't seem to care about the discussion between Song Qingxiao and the old Taoist priests about her identity, but instead had a grudge about Song Qingxiao's comments on her singing.

Even after Song Qingxiao did not answer her words again, her tone fell to a freezing point:

"Am I not good at singing?"

While speaking, her body that had been lying on her side finally moved, and the green silk spread over her head slowly fell into the water like a waterfall, and she turned her head slowly at a very slow speed.

The cloud-like black hair reflected a little snow-white face, and that face turned halfway. What was terrifying was that the half of her face turned around was like a flat cardboard.

There is no curve between the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose, and there are no long curled eyelashes, which is completely contrary to the impression that her graceful figure gives people. The half of the face turned around seems to have been wiped away.

The fear of Aunt Wu and the others soared to the apex in an instant, they wanted to scream, but they were afraid of attracting the female ghost's attention.

"Am I not good at singing?"

The female ghost's face turned completely.

This is a very terrifying scene, no less than the previous corpse of Mrs. Shen.

Beneath that beautiful figure is a flat face, without eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips.

When she was speaking, her voice seemed to be veiled by a thin layer of silk, and it escaped from her flat face.

"Where's your face?"

Song Qing's eyes fell on her face, and her face was flat:

"Even if you die, don't you have the face to see people?"

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding air quickly became gloomy.

The wind blowing by "huhu" also stopped, and the black ship moving forward stopped as if it had been stopped by some mysterious force.

The water droplets on the jade foot raised by the girl slowly slipped down the sole of the foot, gathered at the heel, and fell into the river with a ‘tick’.

"Your death date is here!"

That faceless Shao** spoke extremely coldly~www.wuxiaspot.com~, as if finally irritated by Song Qingxiao's words, he didn't repeat her previous questioning.

"I want you to die here!"

As soon as her cold voice fell, the raised jade legs fell into the river again, making a'plop' sound!

The water splashed, and the yin wind blew again.

Her flying red dress was like a burning firework, floating several meters long, and then slowly sinking into the river!

As soon as she fell behind, Song Qing Xiao said nothing, clenched the ice sword in his hand, and cut it out in her direction.

The sword aura cut through the sky and brought up a long frost-like mist that resembled a bridge, and cut the boat in the middle of it with a bang.

The ice-type spiritual power easily tears the red yarn, but the moment it hits the ship, there is still time to seal the female ghost and the ship together—

The female ghost sneered twice, and the red light on the bow of the ship flashed twice, and it went out instantly.

At the same time, the figure of the female ghost and the ship disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

But the red yarn has not disappeared yet.

The fluttering red yarn fell into the river, and the river water was dyed red in a flash.

"Wow, wow--"

The river that was still calm before seemed to become much turbulent in a short while.

The river is surging from top to bottom, like surging waves, extremely surging.

It is strange to say that this black ship, full of people, is advancing against the wind in the current, as if being pushed forward by countless pairs of invisible hands.

"Water, water..."

Everyone on the boat was shocked by this change. A man leaning on the ship's side looked into the river with courage, and suddenly let out an exclamation:

"...The water turned red!"

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