The turtle-faced old man didn't care about Cheng Xiaoxiao's silence, he looked at the white spoonbill and the northeastern tiger who were quarreling again not far away, and said with a natural smile, "But if you can really take it away, we definitely won't say a word more. We just hope that you don't try to be a hard hero and end up hurting yourself."

Cheng Xiaoxia's heart had long been filled with doubt when she heard these few people emphasize this three times.

Is there really something going on or have they been bluffing and why does it sound so esoteric.

Wasn't it that these ghosts were so bored themselves that they didn't want her to take these remnants of their spirits?

One or two are worried that no one will be there for them when the crippled spirit is gone?

This is also not right, the reason why the remnants are called remnants is not because they are a small part of one of the three souls and seven spirits after they are incomplete.

It's only logical that they should all be little gray, godless lumps.

Turtle-faced old man, these ghosts can not afford to give up these fog balls for what, simply raised and placed there to look good? What bad taste ah.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was already in the middle of Niludu, yet she still felt that Niludu was so mysterious.

And the same goes for the ghosts in front of us with their different personalities, which are simply inscrutable.

It was a good thing she hadn't had time to continue hesitating.

The turtle-faced old man in front of Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't make too many more words, and soon led her towards the darkened pathway slowly.

Seeing with his own eyes that Cheng Xiaoxiao insisted on going to collect the remnants of the spirit, the northeastern tiger and the white spoonbill that were still quarreling stopped their voices, and the chameleon that had been persuading the fight to the point of being furtive itself also looked over.

Noticing the varying expressions on their faces, but Cheng Xiaoxiao did not make any response.

Not that it was because of their obstruction earlier, it was just that she was rather panicked herself right now, so she couldn't really talk much.

If you want to ask Cheng Xiaoxia what she's panicking about, she doesn't know.

It was the fact that nothing was known, that everything ahead was unknown, that made her feel panicked.

The turtle-faced old man led Cheng Xiaoxiao closer and closer to the trail, Cheng Xiaoxiao swallowed her saliva several times, her steps involuntarily getting slower and slower.

In a trance Cheng Xiaoxiao seemed to hear the whispers of several other ghosts behind her:

"Really let her in, huh?"

"Is Old Turtle planning to take her through the 'Hundred Ghosts and Ten Thousand Caves' formation?"

...

What the hell are you crying about? It's a hundred and a million again.

Cheng Xiaoxiao listened carefully to the sounds coming from behind, but helplessly the ghosts quickly lost their voices.

Sensing the change in Cheng Xiaoxiao's mood behind his side, an imperceptible smile appeared on the turtle-faced old man's face.

I thought that the path only looked dark on the surface, but I didn't expect that when Cheng Xiaoxia stepped in, she realized that the path was even more scary than it looked from the outside.

She walked in not daring to grope or make a sound, her eyes were obviously wide open but she was as blind as a blind man could be to see anything.

Everywhere you look, it's black to the touch, and there's no light to be seen at all.

Cheng Xiaoxiao is afraid of the dark.

If she hadn't crossed over and experienced so many strange and weird things, she would really be nothing more than a normal girl.

Fear of the dark, fear of ghosts, fear of sudden any unexpected situation.

She's such a gutsy goon.

Luckily, the jade pendant between his neck was quite competitive and kept emitting an orange glowing light.

It didn't serve as illumination, but it did give her a little psychological comfort.

Cheng Xiaoxiao held the jade pendant in her dead hand, as well as the brocade bag that hung together. The treasure letter in the bag and the jade pendant emanating light from the outside were both ice-cold to the touch.

This touch was transmitted to Cheng Xiaoxiao's palm to bring Cheng Xiaoxiao a trace of coolness, but also let her originally chaotic brain awake some.

Don't panic when it comes to everything, first pull out your magic weapon and pretend to be 13.

Cheng Xiaoxiao took as many big, deep breaths as she could, only thinking about how she would face the critical situation that might suddenly appear in the darkness in a moment.

I don't know if she was overly nervous and got the wrong impression, or if there was an abnormality in the first place.

She actually felt the treasure letter inside the brocade bag warming up a little bit, and the temperature seemed to be continuing to get higher.

What's going on? Another trick?

It's not a good time, is it?

Perhaps her own warmth had warmed up the Bohan, and as long as she slowly loosened it now, and didn't go back to touching it blindly, she would be fine?

She loosened the brocade bag a little, and patted it reassuringly, pretending that this would stabilize the Treasure Letter's mutiny.

The turtle-faced old man on her side had been silent since he entered the pathway, only his slow footsteps had been ringing around Cheng Xiaoxiao.

She couldn't keep going on like this without talking, and she didn't know how much longer she needed to keep going like this.

I don't know how long I've been traveling in the darkness, several times I opened my mouth, Cheng Xiaoxiao finally couldn't hold back and asked, "So what, turtle senior, how much longer do we have to go before we get there?"

Her voice was small but sort of clear, and the turtle-faced old man at her side could definitely hear her clearly.

It was a pity that after she waited for a long time, there was no sound other than the old man with the turtle face's footsteps as usual.

Another breathtaking silence, Cheng Xiaoxiao thought she had waited for a long time, and in return there was nothing but silence but endless and continuous silence.

Playing deaf and dumb?

But what's the picture?

There has to be a reason. Just to scare me into backing off later?

Or is it ...

Or is there some other mechanism or some danger in here, saved for when I trigger it later to count me out.

That 'million' you were talking about, is that the thing?

Thinking of this mileage Xiaoxia also do not continue to walk blindly forward ah, this strolling purpose forward, in case something really happened that she then can really be called the day should not be, called the ground is not the spirit of the.

Chu Yunshen wasn't here either, and she didn't even have anyone she could rely on.

The more Cheng Xiaoxia thought about it, the more she felt that stopping now would enable her to stop the loss in time.

The most horrible thing for her still happened.

Cheng Xiaoxiao's footsteps did stop, but the tortoise-faced old man's did not, and the sound of his footsteps kept lingering around Cheng Xiaoxiao, like a song on a loop.

The footsteps sounded very even and creepy, and just deliberately stayed on Cheng Xiaoxiao's flank, following her like a shadow, and at the same time Cheng Xiaoxiao's face in the darkness with a tangle of faces had already been enlarged and appeared on the wall of Niludu's hall just now.

The turtle-faced old man who was originally supposed to appear beside Cheng Xiaoxiao and had been called out by her a few times was standing right in front of this image, both hands fiddling with the scepter he was holding.

The scepter was black, and at the uppermost end was a glistening white pearl emitting light, the light of which was being projected onto the wall in a steady stream, and projecting some flowing images.

If Cheng Xiaoxia herself could see it, she would definitely call out the word 'pervert'.

In the words of Cheng Xiaoxiao, who knew the truth afterward, this was somewhat similar to being remotely monitored, always watching her every move.

So Cheng Xiaoxiao was now completely under the noses of several ghosts, without any privacy to speak of.

Cheng Xiaoxiao who was in the pathway knew nothing about these things, she was just thinking about the turtle-faced old man's perversity.

What a strange operation ...

Cheng Xiaoxiao was really a bit flustered, she couldn't see anything right now, there was really no way she could wait like this anymore.

This feeling of being a sitting duck can literally suffocate you in minutes.

She boldly removed the jade pendant from her neck, and when she inadvertently touched the brocade bag, she was almost startled by its scorching temperature.

If it wasn't for the jade pendant separating her just now, she was afraid that she would have been scalded out of her screams.

Now that the jade pendant was removed and the treasure letter was continuing to burn, she could only lift the string on the brocade bag and take the treasure letter in her hands as well.

The jade pendant was clutched in her iron grip.

Cheng Xiaoxiao pinched the jade pendant without any ambiguity, she little by little brought the jade pendant to her right hand side, and the sound of the turtle-faced old man's footsteps came precisely from this side.

But the place where the turtle-faced old man was supposed to stand was now empty.

Cheng Xiaoxiao panicked even more!

Where's the ghost? Why is it gone?

In fact, if there is a bright light source around Cheng Xiaoxiao is able to see more carefully, turtle-faced old man just stood in the place, in mid-air at the moment floating a very small drop of transparent water.

The footsteps came from the very droplets of water.

As early as after Cheng Xiaoxiao followed the turtle-faced old man completely into the pathway, the turtle-faced old man dispersed on his own as if he had come in a wisp of black smoke, leaving only this drop of water bead to accompany her until now.

The turtle-faced old man's original ghost, on the other hand, once again returned to the hall of Niludu where Cheng Xiaoxiao had been before, and offered his scepter to secretly observe Cheng Xiaoxiao's condition together with the ghosts.

The droplets were the best medium of observation, both for sound transmission and peeking into Cheng Xiaoxiao's demeanor.

The picture on the wall Cheng Xiaoxiao disbelievingly came closer towards that side again, and the jade pendant was close to shining a dozen times in that small area.

However, no matter whether it was that place, or other places to the left, right, front and back, there was no turtle-faced old man's figure.

It was as if the turtle-faced old man had disappeared out of thin air, but the sound of his footsteps still came slowly from that empty ground.

"Chomp," "chomp."

This was the sound of the turtle-faced old man's clothes rubbing against each other, and Cheng Xiaoxia heard it just now before he even entered the trail.

At that time, she still felt a bit puzzled how these ghosts chatting actually learned from her, a human, and switched to walking on the ground with two legs.

Doesn't it get tiring? Wouldn't it be easier and quicker to use the floating one, the flying one?

What Cheng Xiaoxiao thought at that time was that probably the ghost life was extremely long and uninteresting, so he needed to restore the state of his pre-life once in a while, or to get back some of the feeling of being a human being.

But it doesn't seem like it would be a lot of fun right now, and it doesn't scare her.

How can a ghost vaporize itself for good reason?

Cheng Xiaoxiao shone through the jade pendant again towards other places, trying to see clearly where she was now.

The light of the jade pendant is limited, so to speak.

Coal lamps, no; chains, no; even the walls, no.

There aren't even any walls, am I in some kind of wasteland now?

Cheng Xiaoxiao was a little taken back, she was looking at the outside of this pathway in Niludu Hall, and it seemed that it could only barely fit one person to pass through.

So when the turtle-faced old man came in with her just now, Cheng Xiaoxiao was still a bit surprised to find that the two of them could walk side by side.

Again, the turtle-faced old man had disappeared, and again, the originally narrow pathway now didn't even have walls, so it was possible that some new situation could appear in a moment.

Since there's nothing normal going on anywhere, why don't we just do it?

Cheng Xiaoxiao finally lost her patience under the repeated temptations, and her original fear and anxiety was gradually replaced by impatience in her heart.

She tightened the strings of the brocade bag in her hand and pinched the jade pendant again to peer forward.

More accurately, I should say, it was poking out to the side.

Isn't there no wall? Anyway, if you look, you don't see any, so just go all the way to the end.

Vertical doesn't work, try horizontal.