Yan Hao took all this in his eyes, and he felt that he was not far from being a ghost.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number.

In the afternoon, someone brought him a camera.

He hung the camera around his neck, and he followed Chen Yang wherever he was.

I have to say that these four young people are very stubborn in trouble.

If you say you're going to do it, you're going to do it until five or six o'clock, no one goes up the mountain.

The Zhongyuan Festival is not closed. As long as someone comes, you can burn incense when you come here in the early morning.

But basically after four or five o'clock, no one came.

They didn't leave either, and took out the snacks they carried with them and ate them.

After a while, we became familiar with each other.

"Your dad also gave you a dream last night?"

"The dream is just this Taoist priest. You don't know, I had that nightmare last night. My dad used a belt to suck me."

"So too, my mom yells at my face with the soles of her shoes."

"Hey, do you feel that this place is chilly?"

A young man looked around: "I always feel like something is staring at me."

"I feel this way, too."

"Okay, don't scare yourself. This place is a Taoist temple, can it still be haunted? Although the Taoist priest is dark, the Taoist temple is real."

The young man who speaks, Ji Jinfei, is also the most fiercer to shout.

He comforted him and felt this way in his heart.

Big gray lay beside the statue of the official god, listened to their words, and looked under the tree.

Under the big tree, several ghosts were glaring at them with anger.

"How come I have such a son who is so generous! Why didn't I shoot him on the wall back then?"

"This little bastard, I should have killed him last night!"

Several ghosts wished they could roll up their sleeves and rush over to rush to them immediately.

As night fell again, Chen Yang was still sitting on the chair and went to sniff a stick of incense every half an hour.

Ordinary incense can only be burned for a quarter of an hour, but it is still burned by the system.

The mountain at night is very quiet, and there are still no stars and moon tonight.

Yan Hao still wants to take pictures of the moon and stars, but now he can’t take pictures of anything. It’s a pity.

"You want to see a ghost?"

Yan Hao was smoking a cigarette, not knowing what he was thinking, and Chen Yang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He was stunned for a moment, then nodded wildly: "I want to."

Chen Yang said: "Look."

“Where is it?”

Yan Hao looked around and saw that except for the darkness, it was still dark and nothing.

But since Chen Yang said that, he definitely wasn't making fun of himself.

“Hohu~”

A gust of wind.

Yan Hao suddenly felt refreshed.

Open your eyes wide and look in the direction of the wind.

But I still saw nothing.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound.

It's like a slap in the face.

He looked at the sound and saw that it was the four young men.

They raised their hands and slapped themselves in the face.

The young man was also stunned and looked at his right hand with a blank look on his face.

I'll smoke myself?

No, it wasn't me who smoked it.

My hands were not in charge, but my hands were sucking me.

"Little bastard, I'll give you a dream. Do you think that's a nightmare?"

A very angry voice sounded on the hill.

"Tao, Taoist priest..."

Yan Hao swallowed his saliva and nervously touched the camera around his neck.

It seems that there is really a ghost.

He moved to Chen Yang and was very nervous.

Chen Yang said: "Don't you want to see a ghost? Look."

"I……"

"Bang!"

Another slap made Yan Hao stop sound instantly, and his slightly fat body swayed slightly.

Ji Jinfei looked at his hands, completely out of control.

My face was already red and it hurts so much.

The four young men finally came back to their senses. Their eyes were floating in horror. They wanted to get up, but found that their feet were no longer under control.

"Stinky Taoist priest, what did you do to me?" Ji Jinfei shouted, very scared.

I actually forgot that this is a demon. He can control my dreams for dozens of miles away. There must be other tricks.

I actually came over to give the head?

Chen Yang ignored him.

As soon as Ji Jinfei finished scolding, he suddenly felt a figure appear in front of him.

He looked up little by little and saw an old man standing in front of him.

"dad!"

Ji Jinfei's eyes widened, incredible.

"Do you still know I am your father?" The old man said angrily: "I'm sending you a dream, asking you to come and burn incense. See what you did?"

"Dad, aren't you human?" Ji Jinfei swallowed, a little scared.

"Who did you bastard scold?"

The old man reacted and said, "I am dead, of course I am not a human!"

"Then you, you...was you really the dream you asked me last night?"

"Who else can I be if I am not? I won't apologize to the Taoist priest!"

Ji Jinfei once thought that it was an hallucination in his brain, so he patted his face hard, and it hurt, it really hurt.

No hallucinations appeared.

This is really my dad.

The dream I had last night was also true.

Ji Jinfei wanted to cry.

The other three young people were not much better, and they were scolded by their parents one by one, and they didn't dare to refute a word.

They ran over and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't figure it out, I'm talking nonsense, I'm sorry."

Chen Yang didn't even raise his eyelids and ignored them.

Young people look at me and I look at you, and then at their parents.

The few ghosts were a little at a loss, but they still yelled, "Master Taoist."

Chen Yang still didn't say anything.

They were a little anxious, and the young people were also anxious, and they were still a little nervous.
To be continued...