In the poplar forest, a large area of ​​dried poplars stretched out their hands to the sky in vain, as if they were begging hard at the last moment to bring down sweet rain.

But the sky didn't say anything and let it die.

Similar scenes can be seen everywhere in the Gobi Desert, just like the wind blowing the yellow sand, and the white bones exposed.

There is a legend in the Gobi Desert that every dried poplar tree has a corpse buried under it. When it dies, the dead branches extending to the sky are like the last posture of the dead bones during their lifetime.

This creepy statement flashed through Ning Feng's mind, and he supported each other with the old knife handle, Shu Bailing and Han Er, and stepped into the poplar forest.

It was a coincidence that at this moment, the bright moon, which was basically covered by dark clouds, escaped from entanglement and poked its head out, and then the light shone everywhere, with a washing pleasure.

Bathing in the moonlight, Shu Bailing was more comfortable and sober. She was lazy and didn't want to pick up firewood, and she was not lazy and pretended to be leaning over to look for firewood.

Boredly, his eyes looked back at the campfire from under his crotch.

“Ah~”

A scream resounded through the poplar forest, which shocked Ning Feng and others to almost pop out their hearts.

"Lao Shu, what are you doing?"

Lao Daobazi shouted angrily: "Aren't you afraid of attracting ghosts?"

Shu Bailing still maintained that strange position, as if he buried his head in his crotch, unable to say anything in a hurry, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"Ghost...ghost...ghost..."

Ning Feng used firewood as a guise, and he only had one or two firewood in his hand for a long time, thinking about how to get everyone out together.

Hearing the sound, he slammed and turned around immediately.

Lao Dao scolded Zi, but he still subconsciously made the same move, but Han Er was still slow to react without reacting.

This look passed by-

"Where did the ghost come from?"

Lao Daozhaozi felt that he was being fooled and shouted angrily: "Aren't they all humans?"

Ning Feng was also confused. The bonfire was still the same bonfire, and the people were still sitting around. Where did the ghosts come from?

Shu Bailing didn't mean to be a joke at all, and his voice was filled with crying: "Ghost, it's very ghost."

"Ba~"

Lao Dao pulled out the big knife and slapped Shu Bailing's butt horizontally.

"Oh~" Shu Bailing screamed in pain. If his head hadn't retracted quickly from his crotch, he might have been patted into his abdomen.

As for the thick butt, it wouldn't be a big deal even if it hurts.

He rubbed his butt and cursed. When he looked up, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Impossible..."

Shu Bailing rubbed his eyes in the direction of the bonfire. There was no doubt that what he saw was exactly the same as Ning Feng and Lao Daozi.

"Where do you think the ghost came from?" Lao Dao was still not satisfied and waved the big knife. "Do you know if you are scary?"

Shu Bailing shrank his neck, but was still dissatisfied. He suddenly slapped his forehead: "I understand."

He jumped up, turned his back to the bonfire, leaned over, stretched his head to his crotch, and looked back.

"Scared~"

Shu Bailing's body began to tremble again, bringing out a tremolo: "Ghost, there are ghosts, it's very ghost."

Ning Feng and Lao Dao looked at each other, then they understood something at the same time, and they didn't care about so much at this moment. The two turned around and made a position that was exactly the same as Shu Bailing.

When I look at my eyes from under my crotch, I always feel that there are some differences. I can’t say this difference. Anyway, the reversal is not reversed, and the angle is always very different from usual.

“Ah~”

Ning Feng's eyes looked at the bonfire from his crotch, and a screamed, rushing out of his throat uncontrollably.

"My God."

"Avalokitesvara Buddha, Avalokitesvara."

The old knife barely next to him and Shu Bailing cried and called her mother, Ning Feng was in a cold state.

They sat around for a night and looked over from their crotch, and they looked completely different.

The bonfire is still a bonfire, but the fire is not red or orange, but pale flames, which bring out a little blue, and it looks more like a ghost fire floating on the mass graves of the deserted graves.

Under the blazing flames, there were no poplar firewood at all, but pale bones that kept licking out the cold ghost fire.

Around the bonfire, the circle of people sitting around, their heads and arms were all hanging down, and they were dead, and they didn't look like a living person.

Whatever rubs your hands and rubs against the bonfire is a lie!

"Scared, I just roasted the fire in that ghost place overnight?"

Ning Feng was in a bad mood. He was about to jump up, but he thought of something. He also looked at the poplar forest around him under his crotch.

People have the same heart, and Lao Daozhazi and Shu Bailing have made the same moves in no particular order.

Next moment—

"Oh my God~~"

The screams resounded throughout the poplar forest, and Ning Feng's face had never been so pale.

There are no poplar forests. Where they are located, there are white bones, human bones or animal bones, all of which are in pain and struggle.

"Vomit~"

Thinking of picking and choosing among the bones, this one is so ignited and the one is dry, and then carried to the bonfire and thrown in, Ning Feng felt his stomach rolling.

"Walk!"

The three of them shouted in unison with pale faces, and at the same time they felt how happy they would be if they were as confused as Han Er.

"Click~Click~~"

I don’t know if it was because of their sounds or some other reason, but the sound of the poplar bone forest around me seemed to be moving around.

"Use this!"

Shu Bailing took out four talismans at a speed that was lightning speed, pressed them onto Ning Feng and others.

"Avalokitesvara Buddha, I, Lao Shu, have invested a lot of money."

"The horse-walking talisman, the horse travels the world!"

"disease!"

Shu Bailing's mouth rushed out with a crackling sound, biting his index finger, and clicking on several talismans.

The next moment, Ning Feng immediately felt that his legs were not his. He rushed forward with a "scarlet" and he rushed forward.

Others, etc. are also the same.

In a hurry, Ning Feng had no time to reach out and grab Han Er and ran away with him.

In a flash, it was a hundred feet away.

Ning Feng looked back and saw that the poplar forest was still unwilling to reach out to the sky. He sat around the bonfire and rubbed his hands as usual. He could not imagine that he was actually a different person.

He suddenly rang a question and shouted loudly: "Lao Shu, why stop?"

With just one sentence, I went out hundreds of feet. Even on the flat Gobi Desert, the blazing bonfire turned into a red dot with a needle tip.

"At all~~ I can't stop~~~"

Shu Bailing shouted loudly, and Ning Feng and Lao Dao cursed in unison.

Is this going to the horizon?

Screams and screams came from afar on the empty Gobi Desert. With the whistling wind, the poplars twisted like fangs and claws spread throughout every corner...

The sky in the east was a little brighter.

"Bang bang bang~~"

Several figures roared over, fell down, pounced on the yellow sand, and buried them all in.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Feng got up, "Push," a few sips, and then he vomited all the sand in his mouth and said depressedly: "Lao Shu, can you walk and can't stop your horse talisman, where can you buy fake and shoddy goods?"

Old knife next to him held Han Er up with a deep understanding.

Shu Bailing was not ashamed, but proud and proud: "This is what I, Lao Shu, painted by himself, isn't it amazing?"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: "I didn't see that this timid Lao Shu, who has a timid eyes and a timid mouth, is really capable."

Before he could finish his thoughts, Shu Bailing suddenly screamed.

With previous experience, Ning Feng and Lao Dao immediately became alert. If they hadn't seen Shu Bailing's movements, they would have almost buried their heads under their crotch and looked around.

"My Talisman?!"

"What a expensive talisman, it's over, it's over, and the capital is reduced."

Shu Bailing was sobbing that he picked up the fallen talisman from the ground, but couldn't even pick it up, and it turned into ashes as soon as he touched his hand.
To be continued...