This green flame seems to be easier to penetrate layers of mist and illuminate a larger range. Most of the platform, including us, are shrouded in a strange green light.

At the same time, we really saw the face of the black shadow. It was a shriveled face, with all the skin dry and tightly wrapped around the skeleton. It looked like a mummy! But how could a long-dead mummy move? What made people feel even colder was that the mummy's eyes were actually intact and seemed to be turning! I felt my scalp numb. This was a scene that I could never dream of, and we were involuntarily retreating.

Fortunately, the fog swayed back quickly when the green light lit up, as if very afraid of the green fire. The fog sported the movements were not flexible, and the stone steps themselves were not flat, I vaguely saw the black shadow slanted, losing its center of gravity and falling down the canyon.

It seems that this is the countermeasure that the little lama mentioned. Although it is passive, it is very effective. After that, a few foggy monsters climbed up. Under the influence of green fire, they did not dare to approach and gathered on the large stone steps. Occasionally, they would hear the thumping sound of foggy monsters being squeezed into the canyon.

When the green light gradually darkens, the little lama will ignite another wooden stick and replace it with the other one.

Gradually we adapted to the scene in front of us, and everyone slowly relaxed. We dared to get closer and wait and see for a while with interest.

This situation lasted for a long time. As we watched, we went from being nervous and scared at the beginning to feeling fresh and exciting later, and then to feeling a little bored now. Yuanxiao has already started yawning, "I said, Master, how long will this situation last?"

The little lama said, "It usually lasts all night, and I will stay here for one night. You can just go to my room to rest. There are few cottages in my temple, so I hope you can forgive me."

Yuanxiao waved his hand with a smile, "It's okay, let's squeeze on the same bed!" As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate scolding came, "Fatty, you think beautifully, please sleep on the ground!" Kong Xue said, entering the house alone, Yuanxiao followed closely behind with a lewd look. Seeing his obscene look, I suspected that he would do that kind of thing to Kong Xue after entering the house. But I knew that it was impossible. If Yuanxiao dared to do something, I guess a new member would be added to the fog gods under the canyon.

The sky became darker and darker, and the night was quietly coming. The fog in the canyon became thicker. With the green firelight, I could see that the fog on the stone steps were probably not as simple as a few, but the number might be more. I suddenly felt a little scared. If we had not discovered this small temple and entered the valley rashly, we might have been torn apart by these fogs.

I was a little surprised at how there were so many dead people in this canyon! The little lama told me that in addition to the caravans who died in the mountains for thousands of years, the more important thing is that there are many noble tombs and even imperial tombs in the mountains. In order to ensure that the secrets of the tombs are not leaked, after the tomb is repaired, the tomb owner will generally kill all the followers and laborers. The construction of each large tomb requires a large amount of manpower, which creates countless unjust souls.

I couldn't help but sigh that the ancient superiors stepped on how many bones they had to walk up. But I couldn't figure out one question, so I asked the little lama: "What kind of power created these strange things?"

But this time the little lama folded his hands together and lowered his head without saying a word. Maybe he didn't know or he was unwilling to answer. Since there was something inconvenient for him, I couldn't ask, so I had to give up. The current state is indeed quite boring. We are tired of seeing the fog on the stone steps, so only the little lama occasionally replaces the wooden stick.

Gradually, I felt tired, so I said to the little lama: "My little master, thank you for your hard work tonight. I will go in first!" The little lama clasped his hands together and nodded. I, Shi Tao and Cai, let Duoji go back to the house.

Inside the house, Kong Xue was sleeping on the bed and Yuanxiao was sleeping in the sleeping bag on the ground, just like I thought. Both of them were silent, and it seemed that they were asleep. We gently took out the sleeping bags and lay in for rest. I, who was already very tired, couldn't sleep at all.

This feeling is very strange. For example, there is something you are worried about. You keep monitoring it and are sure that it shouldn't happen. You will feel bored and bored when you continue monitoring, but once you let it get out of monitoring, you will immediately worry again.

That's what it is today. Although I was completely sure that the little lama was holding on to it just now, those terrible mist monsters would definitely not be able to get up, but now I returned to the house and couldn't see the situation outside. I immediately became worried. My heart was hanging and I was completely sleepy. Damn, it was really painful! I began to consider whether to hold my sleeping bag and go outside to sleep with the little lama.

Just as I was thinking about it, Lanxiao next to me suddenly turned around and whispered to me: "Zhuoran, are you asleep?"

Lantern Festival suddenly made a sound, which scared me. "Sleep at your uncle! I was about to fall asleep and was scared to you!" Although I said this, I knew I might not be able to sleep.

Yuanxiao ignored my complaints and said to herself: "Stop pretending, I know you are not asleep."

"Okay!" I sighed, "Lanxiao, are you asleep?"

Yuanxiao shook her head, "I didn't fall asleep either, because I was afraid that the little lama would fall asleep!"

"No." I said: "The little master experiences it once a year and has experienced many battles, so he will not make such a big mistake."

"That's not necessarily. The tiger still has a nap." Yuanxiao said, "I'm the same thing. I don't want to hand over my own safety easily into the hands of others. Think about it, if those misty monsters climb up, the little lama is not afraid. After watching this thing for so many years, it's like looking at a tree. I guess it doesn't care at all. Not to mention the old lama, I can't see it at all, but we..." Yuanxiao said deliberately in a sad tone, "Imagine that you are asleep and suddenly open your eyes! A shriveled skeleton face is looking at you with two protruding eyeballs. Do you think it's scary or not! It's scary!"

As soon as Lantern Festival finished speaking, Kong Xue screamed, "Ah! Tang Yuanding, you bastard! What kind of ghost story do you tell in the middle of the night!"

"Okay!" Yuanxiao clapped her hands, "How is it, she didn't fall asleep! And she even imagined it! Alas! Kong Xue, you...ah!" I don't need to see the voice behind. Yuanxiao must have been beaten by Kong Xue again, this slutty man!

Yuanxiao rubbed the painful area on her face and muttered, "I'd better stop sleeping, I'll go outside and take a look!" As he said that, Yuanxiao got out of her sleeping bag, put on her windbreaker, pushed the door and walked out.

When I heard Lanxiao go out, I felt that two people were much better than one person to guard outside. I felt at ease now and was about to really close my eyes and sleep for a while. But before my upper and lower eyelids were connected, I heard a scream outside the door, and then the Lanxiao roar: "Little Master! What's wrong with you! Wake up! Damn that thing is coming! The people inside are hurrying up! Scrawling guys!!" Then there was the sound of a plop and fight.
Chapter completed!