Chapter 1137 (1/2)

The party continued on their way, and just in the dark, they came to the road leading to the ancient house.

The ancient house is desolate and silent in the mountains. The red lanterns hanging at the door are slightly shaken by the wind, revealing a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

”It's so cold...” a soldier whispered.

”This is the only house in the wilderness. It looks very seeping...”

”I heard someone saw something unclean in the western suburbs. Can't it be true?”

Adjutant Yang looked back at the soldiers who were talking, and immediately scared the soldiers to speak more.

”Young Marshal, shall we go in?” asked adjutant Yang.

The man's handsome face with clear facial features still had no expression. He said faintly, ”you knock at the door.”

He never believed in ghosts and gods, and all the heavenly masters who loved to play the art of astragaly were driven out of the city by him.

The ancient house in the wilderness does look suspicious, but he is used to the bloody days. Even snake ghosts and evil gods have to give way to him.

Knowing that the young commander didn't believe in these ghosts and gods, adjutant Yang rode to the door of the house, dismounted and walked to the closed door.

”Dong Dong Dong -” he raised his hand and knocked at the door.

The door suddenly opened with a squeak, and a pretty servant girl came from the yard paved with bluestone.

”Are you?” asked the servant girl.

Adjutant Yang looked at the servant girls in light colored clothes and said to himself that the servant girls in the house wiped too much gouache. I don't know if it's because of the moonlight. Their face was white like a ghost.

”Excuse me, is your host there? We're passing by and want to stay for one night.”

Behind the door, a little boy in a black Zhongshan suit suddenly came out, looked at him and said, ”how many people do you have?”

Adjutant Yang was startled, but he remained calm and said cautiously, ”more than a dozen people.”