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Chapter 137: In the dead of night, the ghost strikes

Midnight ten.

The thunderstorm outside had stopped, but the sky was still covered with dark clouds, and there was no sight of five fingers around.

Zhuo Jiezhao couldn't sleep. Firstly, the environment was not good, and secondly, she felt very uncomfortable living under the same roof with so many people, even though she kept telling herself in her heart.

"I am Zhuoboya, I am Zhuoboya" is not the case.

Zhuo Jiezhao opened his eyes helplessly, but found that Xiaodie couldn't sleep either. He widened his eyes and looked at him. "What?" Zhuo Jiezhao asked angrily.

"I can't sleep." Xiaodie said naughty.

"well."

Zhuo Jiezhao sighed, lifted the bedding and sat up. At this moment, most of the people in the room had fallen asleep. Except for the big guy, Zhuo Jiezhao glanced at Tiezhu, wondering that this person seemed to be sleepy even after being so late, but instead stared at Tongling.

"call!"

Then a breeze blew by.

"Why is it so cold?" Zhuo Jiezhao felt extremely cold and couldn't help but tighten her clothes. She didn't take off her coat and wrapped in a quilt, but she still couldn't stand the chill.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to be so cold in spring now. Looking at the bonfire, it was burning very strongly and then it became much dimmer.

"Miss, it's cold." Xiaodie shivered, and the rest of the people subconsciously tightened the bedding.

"Let's sleep together." Zhuo Jiezhao couldn't help but feel the chill, so he put the two bedding together and planned to hug Xiaodie and lie down.

But at this moment, Chen Guhong suddenly opened his eyes, with a shocking light flashing in his eyes, and then he sat up.

"What a bright look!" Zhuo Jiezhao was startled.

"What's wrong with you, my husband?" Tie Zhu looked at Chen Guhong in confusion and said. Chen Guhong's face was a little serious and said, "There is a ghost causing trouble!"

"Ghost???!" Tie Zhu said in surprise. His voice was loud, and it was very cold now. Everyone was sleeping lightly, so he woke everyone up.

"Young Master, are there ghosts again?" Zheng Yan was sleeping in the nightmare and woke up and heard that there was ghost. He trembled and hugged Shui Jianhan's body, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Shui Jianhan was not afraid. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and smiled and said, "Sister Yuanyuan, don't be afraid. With his uncle's heroic spirit, ordinary ghosts cannot get close to his uncle's body, and they are enough to protect us."

"Oh." Yuanyuan believed it very much, and Died her head. Then she felt sleepy again, and she hugged Shui Jianhan and continued to sleep. Anyway, there was a young man who was holding on.

My family trusted Chen Guhong very much, but outsiders may not.

"Although I know Gu Hong, you are joking, but now it's late at night and you're sleeping sweetly, this joke is not too funny." Wu Guangyao said a little unhappy.

"Yes, telling stories and saying that there is a ghost is completely different from saying that there is a ghost." Xue Che nodded and said.

"It's just a sensational and trying to attract others' attention." Wang Renmei sneered and looked at Chen Guhong with a slanted look.

Zhuo Jiezhao frowned slightly. She saw Chen Guhong's shiny eyes and Chen Guhong's expression, and realized that she seemed not joking.

"Chan, Brother Chen. Is there really a ghost?" Zhuo Jiezhao felt colder, hugged Xiaodie's body to keep warm, and stammered.

"I'm not kidding." Chen Guhong glanced at Wang Renmei, then glanced at everyone, and said with a faint expression.

"Hehe, it's not a joke???? You said that there was a ghost coming in the middle of the night, but this is not a joke?" Wang Renmei sneered. She didn't believe Chen Guhong's words at all.

I decided that this person was sensational.

Just like he was at the Huangshan Poetry Conference, in order to show off, he stepped on Liang Sheng. The clown jumped and jumped. Wang Renmei glanced at Chen Guhong with great contempt.

Chen Guhong Wuniao pulled out the Kunwu sword from Shui Jianhan and gently raised it in front of his chest. He said to Tiezhu: "Look at some, you are so arrogant that ghosts cannot get close to you."

"Yes." Tiezhu responded, and picked up his iron rod from the ground, widening his eyes, like a door god.

After Chen Guhong ordered Tiezhu, he left the door. Seeing his solemn appearance, even Wu Guangyao and Xue Che became suspicious.

"Is there really a ghost?"

"No, right? I met Chen Guhong, a talented man, and a ghost??? Is this the so-called dependence on good and bad luck?"

Zhuo Jiezhao felt really scared, and her body hugged Xiaodie kept shaking. Feeling the fear of her own lady, Xiaodie muttered a little in her heart.

"Miss is not that brave either."

"Don't believe him, just pretend to be mysterious. Keep sleeping." Wang Renmei sneered, but he felt a little cold, so he called me to come to warm the quilt, and then went to bed comfortably.

Not to mention the reactions of everyone in the room, Chen Guhong's expression changed after holding the Kunwu sword in his hand. He saw that the ghost energy outside was very strong. Although it was not as powerful as the momentum of the ghost elixirs when Juichen was in chaos, the life of absent people would be affected to a certain extent if they lived here for a long time.

Fighting your life is a small matter, and what is even more terrifying is that you will be weak and sick in the second half of your life.

"How could there be such a strong ghost aura?" Chen Guhong was very confused, and then remembered the legend of King Dashun that Wu Guangyao said.

"It's not that coincidental, right?"

Chen Guhong smiled bitterly in his heart.

"But there is no way to meet it."

After pausing for a moment, Chen Guhong continued to patrol the pass with Kunwu Sword in his hand, but he did not find the source of the ghost energy, or any evil spirit.

"What a hell, where did you get such a great ghost spirit?" Chen Guhong stood on the wall of the abandoned pass, looking outside the pass.

He saw and felt that even outside the pass, there was a strong ghost energy. It seemed that this world had turned into a ghost realm.

Chen Guhong wanted to go and have a look, but hesitated for a while and did not leave. Because Yuanyuan and his little niece and Tiezhu were still inside, he was a little worried.

"Lord, it's better to wait and see first. When the yang energy is sufficient tomorrow at noon, we will leave this place where things are wrong." Gao Zhuang's voice sounded in his mind, and he was the first person to feel the ghost energy.

At this moment, he felt even more solemn and something was very wrong.

"That's all." Chen Guhong sighed slightly, then took back the Kunwu sword and turned back. At this time, most of the people in the room opened their eyes and woke up.

When he saw Chen Guhong coming back, Wu Guangyao was the first to ask: "Guhong, what's the situation?"

"But there are really ghosts?" Zhuo Jiezhao's face was very pale and his breathing was a little rapid. Chen Guhong shook his head and said, "There are no ghosts outside, but the ghost energy is very strong."

After explaining, Chen Guhong reminded again: "But the air cannot come from the wind, this night is definitely not a good person. If you sit here, I will protect you. Even if you want to go to the toilet, it will be solved nearby. Otherwise, I can't take too much care."

"ridiculous."
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