Chapter 1945: Attack_1 Chapter 1945: Attack_1 ‘Hu-‘
The wind blew through the forest, bringing with it a large amount of red mist and a strong sll of blood.
‘Dong Dong Dong!’
‘Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong!’
Everyone’s heart was beating like a drum, and it could be heard clearly in the cramped carriage.
In such a strange environnt, even the old coachman who had been worried about old cow’s escape did not dare to make a sound.
In fact, the death of the bull made everyone’s hearts jump to their throats, afraid that sothing would happen to them.
“Which demon dared to destroy my talisman paper!”
Daoist priest song already had a bad feeling, but he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and shouted.
The mont the old bull escaped, the talisman paper that he had shot out even contained a drop of his own blood essence, and its power was far from what an ordinary spirit talisman could compare to.
But even so, the talisman was unable to protect the old bull’s life. In fact, it didn’t even take long before the old bull died.
To the old Daoist, this was no different from being smacked in the face by the evil behind the scenes. His expression instantly turned ugly.
After he finished speaking, the forest fell silent.
Whether it was the sound of his heartbeat, the ‘whistling’ of the mountain wind, or the ‘Sha Sha’ sound of him gobbling down food, all of them disappeared in an instant.
The surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Even the wriggling blood-red mist seed to have stopped.
After a long ti, when everyone in the car felt that the muscles on their necks were so stiff that they trembled slightly and ached, Daoist priest song’s reprimand finally had a response.
‘Wuwuwu-‘
A faint whimpering sound was heard. At first, it was a soft sound, but then it turned into a long cry.
It sounded like a woman’s sorrowful cry, but upon listening carefully, it seed a little too sharp and not quite right.
Moreover, in the wilderness, there was no one in the vicinity except for the passengers in the car. The sudden cry made the people in the car feel that sothing was wrong, let alone the old Taoist.
“If I had known, I wouldn’t have gone out today …”
Amidst the clattering of teeth, soone finally couldn’t bear the strange atmosphere and choked.
Everyone’s ntal defenses were already on the verge of collapse. After hearing this, they all revealed looks of despair.
“Shh!”
Song Changqing turned around and glared at the crowd. “What are you afraid of? My master is still here!”
While everyone was still in a daze, his powerful words made the already panicking people in the carriage rember Daoist priest song’s existence, and they forced themselves to calm down.
After the silence, the sobbing sound beca clearer, soft and sharp. Accompanied by the whistling of the wind, it turned into a demonic sound and drilled into everyone’s soul.
Everyone’s hearts were beating fast. They couldn’t help but envy the unconscious Auntie Wu.
Everyone in the car covered their ears tightly, wishing they could block out the sound.
However, the more they covered their ears, the more clearly they could hear the shrieking cries. It was as if they had burrowed into their souls, making it difficult for them to calm down.
“What demon ghost is this, acting like a ghost!”
Outside the carriage, Daoist priest song had already stood up. He turned his head to look around and shouted, ”
“Hurry up and co out! Quickly die!”
When he shouted this, he had already used the Daoist cultivation thod.
As soon as he shouted, his voice was filled with pure Yang Qi. It was like thunder, shaking the red mist that was slowly moving toward the carriage.
As soon as the crying stopped, the surroundings beca quiet again.
The mont the people in the carriage heard the sound disappear, they first let out a sigh of relief. However, an even greater uneasiness imdiately shrouded their hearts.
After the crying stopped, it was replaced by extre silence.
It was not known if the crying was disturbing everyone’s mind, but in such silence, everyone seed to have symptoms of tinnitus.
‘Sha Sha Sha …’
After a long ti, the sound finally began to appear again.
It was as if the grass had been stepped on, and sothing was slowly approaching.
“Shua shua shua …”
The faint cries of a woman ca from all directions, and the blood-red mist that had been forced back by Daoist priest song began to approach the Ox-cart again.
With the rustling of the grass, the sll of blood beca stronger and stronger, making people feel nauseated. Their vision beca more and more turbid, and it was almost impossible to see their surroundings clearly.
In the blood-red mist, every leaf and branch was like the silhouette of a demon.
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