The Buddha statue was exactly the same as the stone statue I saw in the hotel. But when I changed my position and changed my perspective, I saw the strange smile on the Buddha statue's face.

Looking closely, I found a hole in the Buddha statue's face, which deformed the Buddha's mouth and formed that gloomy and terrifying smile.

The moonlight passed through the gap on the roof of the shrine and fell on the Buddha's face, making its face look a strange pale color.

People around him ran and screamed. Some people were so scared that their legs were weak, so they sat down on the ground and cried and asked for help.

"Han Ji" dragged Bian Sijun forward without running, but just accelerated his pace a little.

The Shimada family is not far ahead of "Han Ji".

But when they rushed, they disappeared.

"What's going on?! What the hell is it?"

Nantian's voice drilled into my ears.

I turned around and saw Nantian. There was something wrong with the focus of his sight.

"Not a ghost." I answered briefly.

Nantian found my exact location, but his vision was still a little off.

"Not one?" He pondered and looked at "Han Ji" in front of him, "Can you save them?"

I thought about it and smiled bitterly, "Not necessarily. I don't know what they are going to do. It should be revenge, but..."

Before I finished speaking, I heard louder screams.

Torii was right in front of her, but Torii has changed a lot now. It was completely destroyed by something and cut off half of it. The upper half of the pillar fell to the ground, blocking the road and crushing the trees. There were obvious animal claw marks on the pillars. The fracture was not so flat.

The inside of the pillar is empty, and it seems to be a collapse caused by insect pests. However, the claw marks on it are always uneasy.

The running team slowed down slightly, and everyone was crying and panting, walking around the ruins.

I'm not that scared.

The yin energy of those female ghosts is still in the stream and is not close to here.

I heard the shrill cat moan.

"Ao—Ao—"

"Meow—"

Cats were crying from all directions.

Pairs of green vertical pupils lit up in the woods.

Those people were even more scared and would only scream in panic.

"Those things seem to be driving away..." Nan Tian's steps paused slightly.

In an instant, I felt the cats' eyes falling on Nantian.

"Han Ji" turned around in front and looked at Nantian.

She curled the corners of her mouth slightly and showed a light smile. There was no kindness in her smile, nor was it the pride of success in her plan, but just a simple smile.

The man from the Queen of Nan Tian hit him, and he staggered and could only be carried away by the crowd to continue running, otherwise he would have to be knocked into the snow.

I already felt that the situation was getting worse and worse, so if I wanted to take this opportunity, I would take Nantian away.

I stretched out my hand to Nantian.

He couldn't see me, and no matter how sharp he felt, he could not escape completely.

As for Han Ji, I can only choose to give up.

I thought it was a sure thing, but who knew that the hand that stretched out was a waste.

I was stunned.

Nantian ran past me, and I was pulled forward by "Han Ji". When I flew past Nantian, I stretched out my hand again.

My hands were indeed empty.

I can't touch anything!

I immediately looked at "Han Ji" and only saw the back of the head of "Han Ji".

What did she do just now?

I gritted my teeth, flew through the crowd, and caught up with her.

"Hey!" I stretched out my hand at "Han Ji", but I grabbed her shoulder at once.

"Han Ji" looked back at me, his eyes cold.

In an instant, the cats in the woods and the female ghosts in the distance seemed to have seen them, ready to go.

Not "Han Ji"!

I made a judgment in this second and let go of my hand.

It's not because of "Han Ji".

I reached out and touched Bian Sijun, and could also meet others. When I touched the tree, I felt the snowflakes falling on my palm. With a thought, the snowflakes passed through my palm and fell on the snow.

I just can't touch Nantian.

Does Nantian have a special physique?

No, it's not for this reason.

I looked at Nan Tianhou for a while and suddenly said, "Ye Qing?"

There are only a few things that can interfere with my abilities.

I can't touch Nantian, I can't take Nantian back to reality. After eliminating other possibilities, there is only one reason to explain: Ye Qing is preventing me from using my ability.

Why?

He wants Nantian to die?

He wants to stimulate Nangong Yao?

impossible!

Even if he becomes a ghost and his reason is out of control, Ye Qing will not have thought of such a thing.

The constant distance from the hotel to the shrine is difficult to walk when you come, but it is peaceful all the way. When you go back, you are terrifying things happening one after another, but no one noticed that they were running without any external force. The snow and cold wind that blocked them seemed to be gone.

Those female ghosts let go of their restrictions and no longer use their yin energy to suppress them.

The hotel fence is right in front of you.

The holes they had when they ran out were not enough to see now.

People who are scared out of fear are not as rational as they are even more likely to abide by order and drill through holes one by one.

The most conspicuous thing on the fence is that door.

The first person who ran to the door pushed the door hard without thinking.

I heard Mrs. Shimada's scream, and she coughed and hissed.

The bamboo door was easily broken, collapsed and trampled by the crowd.

The door panel was trampled to pieces.

I saw the fence walls hidden under the trees, and saw the fragments of the fence walls. Something was stuck on it, like paper. After being stepped on by someone, it turned into a wrinkled ball of garbage. The wind brought by people blew up some paper pieces.

A flash of inspiration appeared in my mind and suddenly I thought of a possibility.

I heard laughter.

The cats in the woods became louder and louder, and beneath that sound, there was a woman's laughter.

Everyone rushed into the room and collapsed in the corridor of the house, as if they had suddenly gained a sense of security.

Mrs. Shimada shouted something, her teeth and claws, and her expression was ferocious.

Many people were frightened, and afterwards, they didn't know what Mrs. Shimada said. They had a white face and hurriedly helped up the damaged bamboo door.

"What did she say?" Nan Tian walked to Bian Sijun and asked on his own initiative.

"Han Ji" did not look at Nan Tian, ​​but took one step and set a distance from Nan Tian.

Bian Sijun was wearing a rough dress and took a long time to recover. She translated: "Repair the door...repair the door...etc." She shivered as she spoke, looking overly frightened.

"What did they say on the other side of the pool?" Nan Tian asked again.

Bian Sijun's face turned pale, "Say... the water is wrong. The water in the hotel is drawn from the tap water pipe and the living water on the mountain. The water in the pool is part of the water source in the mountain, but it should not be entered into the hotel. I am not very clear. This is probably what it means. There is a problem with the water... the water use in the hotel. Mrs. Shimada is very taboo and says there is something in the water."

What did those people say again.

This time, I didn’t need to translate Bian Sijun. Nan Tian and I saw those who practiced the sect with anxiety.

The door has been broken and it is impossible to repair it.

The director stood up from the crowd, grabbed Mrs. Shimada's arm, and asked a series of questions without hesitation.

Mrs. Shimada looked tired, but her eyes were extremely sinister and showed a bit of ruthlessness. She looked at each other and said a series of words, and her tone sounded very tough.
To be continued...