Kapitel 82: Li Chu's sword is broken

The clouds were deep and the moon was light. The night was dark and the wind was strong.

It was a very suitable night for a ghost.

On the mountain of white bones, the sound of the wind was like the wailing of evil spirits, and the shadows of the trees in the distance were like Yakshas.

It was a very suitable place for haunting.

Coupled with the bloody rumors that had once spread here.

It could be said that if this place was not haunted, everyone would be very disappointed.

In such a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, a young and strong donkey that was out of place broke into the picture.

On the back of the donkey, there was a little Daoist priest who was even more out of place.

He was so handsome that the atmosphere around him suddenly didn't seem so scary.

At most, she would be so frightened that she would want to jump into his arms.