That dark figure squatting on the pile of corpses saw Qiao Yu rushing towards him and raised his head, revealing a bloody and mangled face. Half of his eyeball was dangling on his cheek, making him look utterly terrifying.

The dark figure grinned, and a mouthful of blood appeared particularly horrifying in the moonlight, with even half a chunk of unchewed rotten flesh in his mouth.

However, he immediately couldn't laugh anymore, because he discovered... the man wielding the large blade in front of him was smiling even more maniacally than he was… He seemed very excited to see him?

"Little brother, don't get too exci..."

Before Zhang Erhe could stop him, a golden dragon descended from the sky, directly splitting the dark figure in two.

[Evil Qi Value +1]

Listening to the system's notification, Qiao Yu smiled contentedly.

"Daoist Zhang? What were you saying just now? Were you starting a group?"

"Alas!" Zhang Erhe's eyebrows furrowed into a frown.

"Ghosts don't eat corpses. The one you just killed was just a pitiful person whose mind was confused by a vengeful ghost. Little brother, don't recklessly take lives again next time."

"Thank you for the Daoist's teachings! I certainly will next time!" Qiao Yu's attitude was sincere.

"Daoist, why do we have to climb the mountain at night? Why don't we wait until daytime!"

Tang Xiaoxiao felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the corpses everywhere.

"The fog on Ghost Mountain only dissipates in the middle of the night because the ghosts need to absorb the moon's essence. If the fog doesn't dissipate, anyone who goes up Ghost Mountain will die," Zhang Erhe patiently explained.

Tang Xiaoxiao could only grit her teeth and continue forward. The group soon reached the mountainside of Ghost Mountain.

Zhang Erhe's expression also became serious.

"We need to be on our guard. There's probably a real terror ahead!" Zhang Erhe warned.

However, even if Zhang Erhe didn't say it, Tang Aotian and the others couldn't afford to be careless.

Although the family gathering was held on Ghost Mountain every time, no one knew what kind of ghosts would appear.

If they were careless in this place, they would soon become a pile of bones on Ghost Mountain.

Zhang Erhe stepped onto the mountainside, and Tang Aotian and the others took a deep breath and quickly followed.

The bright, clean moon hung quietly in the sky, and the moonlight flowed like mercury on Ghost Mountain. A mountain breeze blew, chilling people to the bone.

As soon as they reached the mountainside, they saw a deep green pool.

The water in the pool reflected the moonlight in the sky, making it look very beautiful.

Of course, it would have been even better if there weren't so many corpses by the pool.

Qiao Yu looked at the corpses. They were all lying neatly by the pool, their bodies stretched out on the shore, with only their faces submerged in the water.

It looked as if they had all committed suicide here together.

If it were just one or two, it could be explained, but Qiao Yu counted at least a dozen corpses by the pool, all with the same death pose.

If anyone said there were no ghosts here, even the ghosts wouldn't believe it.

Zhang Erhe's expression also became very solemn. "Be careful, don't get close to this pool."

After Zhang Erhe finished speaking, he squatted down and turned over a corpse.

The corpse had a peaceful smile on its face, as if it had experienced something very happy before death.

"Daoist Zhang, forget about the corpse, let's go quickly," Tang Xiaoxiao urged, her face full of fear.

"Yes, Daoist Zhang, let's go quickly." Tang Long, who hadn't spoken, couldn't help but urge.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Erhe shook his head.

"We can't leave. A big guy has its eyes on us. Look around."

Hearing this, Qiao Yu looked around and found that deep pools had appeared around them, surrounding them on all sides.

The water in the pools had them completely surrounded.

Tang Xiaoxiao hugged Tang Aotian tightly, afraid that a ghost would suddenly jump out from somewhere.

Just as the atmosphere was tense, the sound of a woman singing opera suddenly rang in their ears.

"He is in joy, while I am in sorrow,

Only the moon knows my grievances.

It is hard to meet, but easy to part,

A forsaken woman now regrets too late.

Do you remember the day we were as happy as phoenixes?

Do you remember abandoning our love and seeking another branch?

Do you remember that your old love has nowhere to rest?

Do you remember the orphan without a father..." (Readers who want to listen can search for Chu Renmei on NetEase Cloud Music.)

The woman's singing voice used a standard opera style, extremely sharp. At first, it was melodious and gentle, very pleasant to listen to.

But as they listened, they felt increasingly chilled to the bone. The singing sounded like the lament of wandering souls and spirits.

Along with the singing, Tang Xiaoxiao saw a strand of black hair suddenly appear at the bottom of the deep pool!

Tang Xiaoxiao, who was hugging Tang Aotian, was stunned.

More and more black hair appeared, and then a head slowly rose from the bottom of the pool, pushing up all the black hair.

Finally, a wet figure appeared by the pool. She was wearing a blue robe, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, her eyes completely white, and black blood flowing from her mouth. She stood stiffly behind Tang Aotian.

Tang Aotian was completely unaware and was still gently comforting Tang Xiaoxiao. "It's okay, Xiaoxiao, I'm here for you."

"You..."

"Behind you..."

Tang Xiaoxiao's mouth trembled with fear.

"Behind me what? Silly girl." Tang Aotian pinched Tang Xiaoxiao's cute nose affectionately.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but scream, "There's a female ghost behind you!"

Tang Aotian felt a chill run down his spine, and his whole body froze in place.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

"Great Sun Fire Spear!"

Tang Aotian mustered his courage and thrust a backstab behind him with lightning speed.

The terrifying attack blasted up water from the pool, but Tang Aotian's brows furrowed.

He found that there was nothing behind him, no female ghost at all.

"Xiaoxiao, are you hallucinating from being too scared?" Tang Aotian couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not, there really is a female ghost behind you!"

Tang Aotian looked in the direction Tang Xiaoxiao was pointing, but it was indeed empty.

Tang Xiaoxiao was on the verge of collapse. Like a drowning person trying to grab the last straw, she looked at Zhang Erhe.

"Daoist Zhang, can't you see it either? There really is a ghost there!"

Zhang Erhe frowned and pinched a yellow talisman with both hands, wiping it across his eyes.

"Expel evil and bind demons, protect life and body, heavenly eye, open!"

Two beams of golden light shot out from Zhang Erhe's eyes. The golden light was incomparably holy, as if it could penetrate all evil in the world.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoxiao suddenly widened her eyes, her lively eyes full of horror.

Because she saw the female ghost, who had been standing still, move!

The female ghost raised her head and let out a silent roar, and then a black light smeared Zhang Erhe's eyes.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Erhe grunted. The heavenly eye that had just been opened was instantly closed, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from his eyes. He retreated three steps before stopping.

His heart was also filled with horror. He was injured without even seeing the female ghost's face.

How fierce must this vengeful ghost be?