What's more, there were a few monsters on her hunched back. They were as big as a human baby, but their heads were big and their bodies were small, with green faces and fangs. Bai Ling counted from one to five.

The old woman actually carried five dolls on her back.

So many children bent her back.

At this time, the old woman walked past a thin monster, and the baby behind her suddenly started to cry. The crying was particularly sharp, which made Bai Ling's blood surge, and her chest was blocked.

One baby cried, and the others cried, dancing. The old woman reached out and grabbed the thin monster and pushed it onto her back before it could react.

The monster was about to struggle, and five dolls pounced on it and chewed it with big mouthfuls.

The thin monster wailed loudly, but he didn't dare to resist too much. He opened his mouth at once and shared the monster with it!

Bai Ling almost disgusted when she saw it. She tried hard to calm down the stuffyness in her chest, and then she said tremblingly: "What the hell is that!"

Yan Sanlang also stared at him: "Nine-son Ghost Mother."

"Ah?" Both the old woman and the doll were ghosts?" But it only carried five children on its back."

"The ghost mother walks and the ghosts hunt." Yan Sanlang whispered, "The stronger the ghost mother, the more babies it produces."

"Then... are these ghosts?"

"They come from the hungry ghost realm." He reposted Qiansui's words, "not belonging to the human world."

Bai Ling's voice was as thin as a mosquito: "But my father said that the hungry ghost realm has always been connected to the world. That's why there are these things wandering around in the world."

Yan Sanlang nodded: "There shouldn't be so many, nor should there be a ghost mother."

Bai Ling said this correctly. The hungry ghost realm is limited to the human world, not absolutely isolated. When travelers walk to the wilderness, they occasionally see ghost fires in the dark forest on the roadside, which is where the two realms meet.

Qiansui solemnly said: "Under normal circumstances, ghosts that can escape into the human world have extremely low magic power and cannot harm people. At most, they can only scare people. They are not like the ones in front of them."

They had already spoken and pressed their voices to the lowest point, and they were far away from these monsters, but the ghost kid on the old woman sniffed in the air, and suddenly turned her head toward this place!

There was a faint green light in their eyes. Bai Ling's scalp was numb when she saw it, and she was about to close the door as soon as she reached out.

However, Yan Sanlang pressed the door panel, shook his head at her, and made another gesture of covering his mouth.

In the past, Bai Ling was used to doing things, so how could she obey others? But now, she swallowed and obediently covered her mouth. In this wild land, all she could rely on was the boy around her.

Yan Sanlang pointed to his heart again and continued to press down.

This is easy to understand: slow down your heartbeat.

Bai Ling closed her eyes, tried to calm her mind, regulate her breathing and lower her pulse.

Yan Sanlang's breathing had long become faint, and even his heartbeat slowed down.

Before entering Tongyue Inn, he and Bai Ling both used the Invisible Soul Incense. Within half an hour, it was difficult for these things to perceive the breath of living people - as long as they did not collide with each other from close range.

Qiansui didn't have such concerns and said to him: "The ghost mother shouldn't appear in the human world, especially the five-son ghost mother is very powerful." The barriers between the six realms are very strict, and there are only the lowest-level ghosts in the hungry ghost realm that can rush into the human world. The five-son ghost mother is obviously not included. "Do you still remember the entrance to the Shura Road in Qinglian Mountain that was suppressed by Ling Yuan's "Empty Mountain" scroll?"

Yan Sanlang nodded.

The passage between the Shura path and the human world is opened, and more advanced ghosts in the Hungry Ghost path invade here. Put these two accidents together, even the slowest person can smell the smell of trouble.

Both living people were calm and the Japanese looked here for a few times and lost interest. Then the ghost mother turned around and left.

Yan Sanlang then turned around and walked back to the inn front hall.

After passing the screen, his steps stopped, and Bai Ling also exclaimed: "What's going on!"

I saw the same tea room, but the tables and chairs were covered with a thick layer of gray, the window lattices were decayed, and only two or three pieces of dilapidated window paper were left flying in the wind.

The oil lamp on the table is still there and has long stopped glowing. The thick putty on the cover shows that it has been abandoned for many years.

The wind penetrated the hall was tireless, and the chills of both of them blew into their hearts.

Yan Sanlang walked forward two steps, and suddenly heard a "kick" sound, and he looked down at the ground.

After watching for a while, Bai Ling whispered to him: "What's wrong?" There were too many strange things one after another, and she seemed a little numb, but instead stopped making a fuss.

"The floor tiles were laid." He just stepped on a broken brick before he made the momentary movement.

"So?" What's wrong with laying tiles on the floor? Bai Ling doesn't understand.

"The second-floor tea hall we walked into just now was covered with wooden boards on the ground." It could still creak.

Bai Ling closed her mouth. If she had known that there would be danger in the room with the lights on, but where did they step into?

Yan Sanlang's face was as deep as water, and he quickly stepped forward and pushed open the door of the tea hall.

After seeing so many strange things, he was mentally prepared, and even secretly took up the red swan, preparing to have an encounter with the enemy ambushed outside the door.

He also understood that the person behind all this did not allow them to find another way, but could only follow the route he designed.

Squeak.

His breathing paused.

Where is the corridor on the second floor of the inn outside the door? Not to mention the street. There is a wilderness, with weeds and trees growing.

Two ghosts wandered in front of the door. As soon as the wooden door opened, they met Yan Sanlang.

Nearly within three feet, they immediately smelled the smell of living people and rushed up without thinking.

This is all based on instinct. Bai Ling not only saw the urgency in their faces, but also the strange hatred.

Hate of living creatures.

Yan Sanlang drew out his long sword "Chihu": "Fight quickly and decide quickly."

There were monsters behind him, so he didn't want to disturb more.

A monster was about to open his mouth and roar when a glimmer of light passed by, Bai Ling cut off its head. She tilted her head proudly and happened to see Yan Sanlang stuffing a weapon that looked like a meteor hammer into the mouth of another fat monster, blocking its roar.

That was originally its weapon.

Then he calmly beheaded.

The two monsters had different bodies and their heads, and their bodies did not bleed, but they just scattered into mud, spreading all over the floor. Immediately afterwards, a little green light emerged from the mud, and quickly fled to the bottom of the valley.

If the two of them looked closely, they would find that the green light was a reduced version of the ghost, with a fierce head and face, but lost its body, and even the soul body was less than half the size of a fist.

They lost their bodies, were extremely frightened and angry, and they were about to open their mouths and scream, but the glass lamp appeared from the void, just in front of them.

An invisible suction came, and the two ghosts were sucked into the light before they could escape.

The lamp flame made a small burst of flowers, like a person burping after having eaten.

Then, there is nothing.
Chapter completed!