Game of Destiny: This player is different.

Closer to home.

Leng Daidai and Che Lizi lay down on their backs, covered their faces with a sheet of paper, and entered a state of suspended animation.

Hanlin Zimo rolled into a ball to minimize its volume.

Then use the title skill to turn yourself into a basketball-sized rock.

The three teammates are ready, and it's the turn of the sad shot.

The latter looked at the ghost hand, hesitating a little.

"Brother Arrow, if you give up, shall I ask Brother Che to trade with you?"

Qin Nuo said strangely, and made a gesture of preparing for action.

"Isn't it just a ghost hand? How could I be cowardly?"

With an arrow of sadness, his face turned pale, and he took the ghost hand from Qin Nuo.

In an instant, the bone-piercing chill made people's teeth tremble, and their calves felt weak.

But how can a man say that he can't do it?

The sad arrow was biting the cheeks tightly, and he carried it down abruptly.

That's it.

Qin Nuo smiled, clamped Hanlin Zimo's changed stone ball with his arms, and then bent down to carry Leng Dudai back.

"Hey, why didn't I come to carry the girl?"

Sad Arrow protested.

Qin Nuo glanced at the other person's oily temperament, like an old face of eight taels of gold, and said lightly, "You know what you know".

With a cold shoulder behind his back, he went straight to the direction of the Earth Temple.

"Who cares about self-knowledge...Damn it, be careful if you talk nonsense again, I'll send you a lawyer's letter!"

Brother Jian, who came back from the memory, picked up the meaty cherries and hurriedly chased after them.

...

It was midnight and the sky was dark.

Qin Nuo and Sad Yijian squatted near the Earth Temple, waiting quietly.

The surrounding silence was eerie.

Bursts of cold air blowing on the body with the breeze, the temperature seems to have dropped several degrees, making people can't help but get goosebumps.

In the wilderness, there is nothing but a piece of wild forest next to the Temple of Earth.

"Why hasn't it appeared yet?"

Holding the arrow of sadness in the ghost's hand, his complexion became even worse at this time, and a little hoarfrost was faintly stained between his brows.

Obviously, the impact of the ghost hand is not small.

On the other hand, Qin Nuo's breathing was steady and there was no abnormality.

Just as the two of them looked around vigilantly, a sound of crying suddenly reached their ears.

A little secluded.

It seems to come through the layers of dense forests and branches, revealing a sense of ghosts and ghosts.

Qin Nuo's expression darkened, and he immediately looked towards the source of the crying.

Behind the Earth Temple not far away, a lonely grave appeared at some point.

There is no tombstone in front of the grave.

A man in white filial piety knelt in front of the grave, kneeling stiffly in front of the grave.

Judging from the back alone, men and women cannot be distinguished.

And the cry that resembled a man and a woman came from him.

When... an extra grave?

Qin Nuo's eyes flickered.

He never let his guard down for a moment.

I am sure that when I glanced just now, there was no grave mound behind the Earth Temple.

Chapter 210 The Ancient Village's Strange Story (28), Paper Man's Funeral

The sudden appearance of the white figure in filial piety and the tomb really startled the sad one.

The ghost hand almost lost its grip.

"Brother Qin, is this ghost crying at the grave?"

he asked in a low voice.

"should be."

Qin Nuo motioned to keep silent, and then observed.

Silently, it appeared instantly.

no doubt.

The white filial piety figure is a ghost.

It just knelt down in front of the grave, weeping unceasingly.

after awhile.

Another figure in the same attire knelt in front of the grave and wept.

As for the tombstone without a tombstone, there was an extra one.

Then came the third, the fourth.

"Four grave-crying ghosts?"

Qin Nuo's face became ugly.

In the information provided by Li Laoer, he only said that there was a tomb.

There is no mention of white filial piety.

Apparently, the possessed ghost in the old boy's body has concealed a lot of clues.

I will kill you when I go back.

Four white figures knelt in front of the grave, weeping incessantly.

The cries overlapped and crisscrossed, echoing in the wilderness and ridges.

It's like an Internet celebrity singer without a sound card, which makes people feel irritable and want to vomit.

The eardrums are intruded by the overwhelming sound, and the arrow of sadness is dizzy.

Gradually, he was affected by the spiritual energy contained in the crying, and he felt inexplicably sad.

Memories of the past are like a marquee, appearing in sight.

Bitter, desolate, strange, wronged...

All kinds of negative emotions overflowed my chest in an instant, like a bursting flood.

The sad expression gradually distorted, and the forehead lines and crow's feet became more...

He wants to cry.

"Oops, there's something wrong with this cry."

Qin Nuo noticed the change in his mood, and secretly thought that something was wrong, and immediately used the Bing Xin formula to resist.

At the same time, he noticed Brother Arrow's wrinkled face that was about to cry.

Obviously, he was hit.

If you don't help out, something will happen.

In an emergency, he threw down the stone ball, raised his big fan-like hand and threw it at the opponent's old face.

Snapped!

The sound is crisp and loud.

The sad left cheek became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was slapped.

But the Nine Yang True Qi attached to the slap also dispelled the supernatural energy in the crying.

"What did you hit me for?!"

Brother Jian, who was slapped across the face, immediately regained consciousness.

"If you don't fight, you will die."

Qin Nuo looked gloomyly at the four graves.

The four grave-crying ghosts all stopped crying.

One of them stood up slowly, turned around and "looked" over.

Wearing a triangular filial piety hat, the whole body is tightly wrapped in white filial piety.

The white cloth hanging down from the brim of the hat covered his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Looking from a distance, it gives people a feeling of lifelessness and gloom.

"It's coming toward us."

Sad Yijian said hastily, ignoring the swelling and pain on his cheeks.

"Stand back a little, we can't deal with four ghosts at the same time."

Qin Nuo picked up the stone ball and let it retreat.

As the ghost gradually approached, the death pervading its body also rushed towards its face.

A gust of wind blew by, and a corner of the white cloth on the grave-crying ghost's face was blown up.

Reveal the true face of Mount Lushan.

"No face?"

Qin Nuo frowned.

The face of the grave-crying ghost seemed to have been forcibly dug away, leaving only a dark, hollow outline.

Even with his eyesight, he couldn't see clearly what was hidden in this void.

Even staring at it for a long time, the whole person has a strange feeling of being sucked in.

It's like staring into the abyss.

When the two of them stepped back step by step.

The Grave Crying Ghost stopped in his tracks.

The white cloth covering his face slowly revealed a crying face.

The faint cry sounded again.

"I'm going, come back!?"

The sad one who had suffered a loss shot an arrow, and his heart trembled suddenly.

He didn't want to experience that feeling again.

"Cover your ears, don't listen to the crying."

Qin Nuo explained the method he thought of on the spur of the moment.

The condition for the grave-crying ghost to kill is crying.

Cut off the hearing, don't hear the crying, then the murder condition can't take effect.