This shovel was fierce and fierce, and it was completely waving it from me in terror, hitting the guide Asi heavily on the face, almost flattening his entire face.

With a "bang", his neck was crooked, and then he fell straight to the ground, his extended hand still holding it towards me.

I looked coldly in tears, looking at the guide Asi who fell to the ground and stopped moving, and I felt a little furious, thinking to myself if there is really a ghost?

Kenjiro Fujino also ran over, squatted down to check the body, then stood up and said, "He has died a long time ago, the blood on his neck is dry." I said it may not be true. It is so cold here, and the blood condensation rate should also accelerate if he is injured.

Kenjiro Fujino looked at me and said, "Sima Sang, I never believed in the world before, but now the phenomenon has forced me to believe that I have any good ways to deal with your Chinese ghosts?"

I just want to be happy when I hear this, but in such a strange environment, I can't laugh. I say that ghosts do not have borders, ghosts are ghosts, I'm going to tell you, I've never seen ghosts before, so I don't know how to deal with them, folk rumors, ghosts crawl with strong yang energy, such as cinnabar, garlic, rooster blood, etc.

Kenjiro Fujino interrupted me and said where to go to find these things? We didn't bring anything at all. I said there was nothing to do. Even if the ghosts could be seen, they could not touch them. There was a ghost in folk legend, but I had never touched them before, but I always felt that something was strange, not like a haunted person.

He said that if it weren't for a haunted person, how could he explain that everyone was missing? This Japanese like to be stubborn, and I was too lazy to tell him. He said that the most important thing is to find others as soon as possible, but we won't lose our troops before we even arrived at the place. Then the fuck is that he died before he could succeed. Do you have any...

"Sima Sang, I'm at my feet!" Before I finished speaking, Kenjiro Fujino's face suddenly changed. He suddenly pointed at the body of the guide Asi and exclaimed, his face turned green. I lowered my head in surprise, but found no abnormality. Asi still maintained the posture of being knocked down by me, and had not even moved a mark.

When I was puzzled, I heard Kenjiro Fujino's shouting again, "Shadow, pay attention to his shadow!"

shadow?

Hearing this, I was subconsciously stunned and hurriedly moved my eyes away from the body of the guide Asi. Sure enough, I could see a dark shadow crawling on the snow-white snow at a glance.

From a distance, it looks like the artists I saw when I was a child controlling shadow puppets. The dark layer was like drawing it on the snow with ink. However, this "shadow puppet" was moving by itself, and crawling along my feet, and it would soon touch my ankles.

This shadow... does not come from the reflection of the moonlight above our heads. It is so alive and can crawl alone without the human body!

"Oh shit!"

My scalp exploded. I had never seen such a strange scene in my life. I was so scared that my souls burst out. Another shovel slashed on the black shadow. After the shovel went down, it cut off the snow and slapped the black shadow in half. I inserted the shovel toward its waist, and the steel blade was deeply nailed through the black shadow's waist, nailing it tightly there.

"Come back quickly!" Kenjiro Fujino screamed strangely, grabbed the pistol again, and vented a few bullets wildly, all hitting the black shadow. The thing would even hurt. He lay on the snow and twisted his body wildly, like a soft snake pinched seven inches, constantly struggling.

"What's this fucking?" I swear, and Kenjiro Fujino looked shocked, saying, "You Chinese ghosts, don't you know them?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Who has seen a ghost? You've just seen a ghost. Kill it and continue shooting!" Kenjiro Fujino said helplessly that my * has been wiped out."

At this moment, the black shadow that I had nailed to the ground with a shovel actually broke my body, and my upper body torn from my waist, broke into two wholes, and still crawled towards us wildly.

"Dog Ri, I can't kill you!" I was shocked and turned around and ran. At the moment I turned around, I saw such dark shadows everywhere in the camping place. Their bodies had no weight, and were densely covered with snow on the ground. Only human-shaped outlines were climbing towards us. The speed was very fast, and I was about to surround Kenjiro Fujino and I.

"No, they are going to surround us!" Kenjiro Fujino quickly replaced him, and fired a few bullets, breaking a few holes on the backs of those black shadows, but it could not stop them from moving at all.

"What should I do? The shadow is about to surround me!" He shouted in fear. The shadows on the snow seemed to be crawling like a living person. This scene was weird.

The shadows were lying on the snow and crawling, without any sound. Moreover, they had no weight at all, and there was no handprint or footprint on the snow. However, this thing really existed. My eyes told me that they did exist, and the target was Kenjiro Fujino and me.

No one can be sure what will happen if you are caught by such a thing, but intuition tells me that the reason why our campgrounds become empty must have a certain connection with these ghosts that appear inexplicably. Is there really a mountain ghost in this world, and Ge Zhuang and other Japanese have been eaten?

I can't stand it anymore. No matter what your damn is, I'll do it first!

I have been catching corpses by the Yangtze River since I was a child, and my courage is not comparable to ordinary people. Besides, after I went to the big tombs over the years, my courage has become more and more abundant. I am not afraid of the thousand-year-old rice dumplings, and I am still afraid of these mountain ghosts?

Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate for a second. I grabbed the shovel and swept it hard, pounded the steel blade on the snow, and exerted force. Several black shadows were rolled up by me and fell to other places from a distance, but they didn't seem to be afraid of death. The way I went on one after another aroused my ferocity. I took the shovel and swept wildly on the snow, constantly knocking the black shadows surrounding me away.

There are many phenomena in this world that cannot be explained by science, just like the creatures that look like shadows in front of me. I can't figure out what their origins are. I don't have to think about this point anymore. I plowed the shovel on the ground, pushed the shovel handle and rushed forward. Fujinohawk shouted to wait for me and followed me quickly.

But before I could run far, I quickly pulled my feet, as if the soles of my shoes were glued with 502 glue and couldn't even lift my toes. I suddenly lowered my head and found that before I knew it, a black shadow was approaching me and I had already grabbed my hand on my ankle.

I can't describe what it felt like. My feet suddenly seemed to be staked. No matter how I lifted my feet, I couldn't succeed. More shadows rushed towards us, constantly climbing up along my ankles, gradually losing my calves, thighs, and lying on my waist...

My whole body looked as if the lower half of my body had been stained with ink, and dense shadows covered my legs, completely wrapping me up.
Chapter completed!