Chapter 1964: Arrival _2 Chapter 1964: Arrival _2 With this thought in mind, everyone fell silent.
Song Changqing glanced at song Qing Xiao as if he had sothing to say, but when he saw Taoist priest song, who was ditating, he swallowed his words. He sat at the door with his eyes wide open and raised his spirit to sense his surroundings, alert for any incoming danger.
However, perhaps it was because the strange black lines in the eyes of aunt Wu and the old coachman had been removed, but there were no more twists and turns along the way.
Because the bronze-armored man had been changed to carry the car, the original estimated seven or eight hours to Shen villa had been greatly reduced. After that, it took less than two hours for the speeding car to stop.
The previous incidents had made the old man and the man, who had been tense, feel exhausted. After a smooth journey, the two of them actually fell asleep.
“We’re here.”
It was not until song Changqing shouted that the two of them opened their eyes in a daze.
Although she had slept for a while, her heart was still in her throat and she could not sleep well. At this mont, her eyes were sore and her whole body was in unbearable pain.
The car had already stopped, and the surroundings were so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
As the number one silkworm breeding place in the country, Shen villa was famous throughout the country.
The water transportation that extended in all directions made this place very prosperous. In the past, there were boats coming and going, and people from all the villages within ten miles of here were very lively.
Although the man who was about to go ho had only moved to Shen villa for a few years, he had so impression of it. He rembered that there were many boats parked by the river, and there were so porters and singers who helped to carry goods. They played and sang happily. At this ti, he pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but it was so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing.
“We’ve reached Shen villa?”
He couldn’t believe it, and in such a strangely quiet environnt, he couldn’t help but lower his voice.
But even so, his words were still very harsh in this extrely quiet environnt.
“We’ve arrived.”
Song Changqing said. As soon as he finished speaking, Daoist song, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.
He recuperated for a while, and his complexion was better than before, but the injury caused by the invasion of Yin Qi could not be healed so quickly, not to ntion the Ling power and consciousness he had used up. It was even more impossible for him to recover to his peak in such a short ti.
Song Changqing was the first to jump out of the car. He grabbed a huge bag from his back and held song qingxiao’s hand.
“Little junior sister, watch your step.”
Song qingxiao, who was about to jump out of the car, put her hand on his palm and got out of the car.
The rest of the people also ca down one by one. Before Daoist song got up, he patted aunt Wu, who was lying on the stool.
“Quickly get up!”
He knew that Auntie Wu had been possessed twice and had seriously injured her vital Qi Foundation. She was unconscious at this ti to nourish her own spirit.
As a result, she was in a deep sleep. When the old Daoist called her, he used his divine sense to stimulate her soul and directly wake her up from her deep sleep.
Auntie Wu’s plump body trembled when he patted her. She woke up and let out an earth-shattering scream, ”
“Ghost!”
Her mory was still stuck at the ti when she was possessed by the female ghost. Daoist priest song took out a silver mirror and looked at the female ghost in the mirror.
At that ti, although Auntie Wu’s body had been controlled, she still had a trace of consciousness. Now that she had woken up, she rembered that scene and imdiately scread.
It was so quiet outside Shen villa that even the man’s quiet voice was particularly loud, not to ntion aunt Wu’s voice.
Her voice spread out and echoed in all directions, ”
“A ghost …”
“A ghost …”
The Echo that ca from the distance seed to be contaminated with the coldness of this place, appearing extrely resentful, gloomy, and cold, which was even more terrifying to listen to.
The old coachman and the man who had just gotten out of the car were like two frightened quails. Their backs were tightly pressed against each other, and they covered their ears with their hands at the sa ti. Their bodies trembled non-stop, and they wished they could cut off Auntie Wu’s scream.
However, no matter how tightly they stuffed their ears, they could still hear the resentful voice coming from far and near,
“Ghost-ah-”
“Hiss.”
Song Changqing also felt his back go numb, and his teeth ached from the cold.
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