Chapter 407: Buddha's Fate (14)

She was restrained by that ghost by that monk.

In a short while, the task of killing Song Yuer and Qin Wanwan should not be completed.

But it doesn't matter, up to two years.

When she becomes an adult, she will be able to burn this thing with phoenix real fire.

In this world, Fu Yue doesn't want her own little sweet, that guy is so cold, she doesn't want to put her hot face on someone's cold ass.

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I just sat in the tea house for a while.

Sure enough, no matter where it is, the teahouse is the fastest place to get news.

Fu Yue also heard about the strange things that happened in this small town recently.

This is a small town isolated from the rest of the world. Although it is still bustling and bustling, the news is blocked. The people living here don't know that there are still monks in the world.

This should have been a pure land.

Unfortunately, some very strange things have happened recently.

One night.

Every household in this city will stay behind closed doors. Originally, the small town at night should be bustling and bustling. There are not a few hawkers who set up stalls and come out to play.

But this time.

As soon as the sun goes down.

Pedestrians on the street will immediately disappear without a trace.

The doors of every house were closed.

Because there are ghosts.

Every night after the sun goes down, there will be a ghost knocking on the door of a certain person's house, and the next day, a person will die in the small town.

There was a panic in the city for a time.

Later, the common people discovered that as long as the door of the house is locked, ghosts cannot enter.

Therefore, as soon as the sun goes down, the pedestrians in the city will disappear completely, and the doors of every house will be closed tightly.

Fu Yue thinks this is a strange thing.

This small world is the plane of cultivating immortals, and logically speaking, there should be no ghosts. But if it's not a ghost, then who is it, and for what purpose, it's playing tricks here.

This piqued her curiosity.

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The sun was setting.

The last ray of sunlight struggled until it disappeared.

It was a dark night, silent and gloomy, and a pale moon hung high in the sky.

The wind howled coldly, standing on the empty street, you could hear the rustling of the leaves from time to time.

The silence outside was terrible, as if the darkness was going to swallow everything, people didn't dare to think too much, and could only look forward to the arrival of dawn.

Fu Yue stood at the entrance of an alley.

She thought about it, and was just about to fly to the roof, but when she was collecting her power, she unexpectedly found that her spiritual power had disappeared inexplicably.

He heard footsteps not far away.

And there was a knock on the door.

Fu Yue knew that it was the so-called ghost who came.

Without spiritual power, Fu Yue was inexplicably a little apprehensive about this ghost. Although the sky is not afraid of the earth, but after passing through the modern plane and watching some horror movies.

Fu Yue found out that it was true that she was afraid of ghosts.

Seeing that the footsteps were coming, Fu Yue retreated subconsciously.

Caught off guard.

A slender hand covered Fu Yue's lips, and then pulled her back, and the two of them hid in the alley together.

A strange light fragrance came.

That familiar snow-colored corner of the garment.

With her lips covered, Fu Yue turned her head and blinked her beautiful and innocent eyes. She saw that the one covering her mouth and nose was the monk in snow.

Fu Yue subconsciously opened her lips to say something.

Then, Fanxiu shook his head, raised his free hand, stretched out a finger to his lips, and made a hush gesture. Signal her not to speak.

Fu Yue nodded obediently, then looked down at Fanxiu, motioning him to put down his hands.