There were human-shaped white bones sitting on each ox cart, and the white bones looked forward steadily.

However, compared with the bone cows, they were wearing the service hats of the nobles and nobles of Heian Times, and were sitting on the ground and heading towards Kyoto.

It makes people feel extraordinary in front of a pile of bones.

The ox cart is moving speechlessly, with boundless ghost energy and gloom.

It seems that this scene has traveled thousands of years, and the conspirators who are "buried" in the years have appeared in front of others again.

Did they just ride a ox cart on Zhuque Street thousands of years ago?

Even if Misa came to the scene, she couldn't recognize the messy corpse veins that had been transformed into a mess.

The basic three ninjutsu comes with the effect of collapse of the original power system.

"Go away! Are you still taking pictures, are you crazy?!!"

"I'm not crazy when I let go. What a good opportunity. If I don't take a photo, I will be invisible. And you see these ghosts from the Heian era... the adults don't care about us at all, and there is no danger."

"I was a big shot in my life and had a very strong demeanor after my death. I don't care about us."

The young man holding his cell phone climbed onto the roof of the car and was excited to photograph the convoy of the nobles.

When you encounter a real ghost walking in the night, it will be enough for future generations to brag about it if you say it.

"I really didn't expect that I would not have to go to work even if I didn't have peace after death. It was so miserable."

"Can the emperors of ancient times be resurrected in Kyoto?"

There are escapees, and there are also people who are brave enough to be out of bounds.

There are also oil pipe owners who came from some unknown city. While shooting, they waved to the official team like crazy. Fortunately, they were crazy, and no one would be so crazy that they picked up the small stones on the side of the road and threw them in.

If the ghosts were amused as monkeys in the mountains, the scene would probably be bloody.

"It's a hundred ghosts walking at night, it's really a hundred ghosts walking at night!"

"I'm risking my life to shoot videos for everyone. Many friends may not know what these ghosts are." An oil pipe owner explained in island English. "These are all nobles of the Heian era, equivalent to the mid- and early medieval periods in Europe."

"They ride in special ox carts, which are different from the West. The island countries started with the Yamato court and the nobles rode the ox carts. Please see..."

These are all good pictures that can bring top traffic. After being subscribed on the Internet, you will have the opportunity to reach the peak of your life.

Escape, carnival, human disaster and joy are mixed together.

The long highway and the ox cart are long scrolls of paintings, one is lonely death, the other is noisy life.

Perhaps the crowd was too noisy, and a ox cart on the periphery suddenly stopped, and the Gonggong who was sitting in the car turned his head.

"Click."

The head skeleton rotates directly ninety degrees, and the empty eyes make people furrow all over their body.

He raised his arm gently, and the small fan in his hand suddenly shook his head towards the highway.

"boom!"

The wind was strong, and the small fan fanned out the strong wind incredibly.

The strong wind force made the metal vehicle lift up. After hanging for a second, the tires hit the asphalt road heavily.

The person hiding in the car just screamed, while the person who was noisy outside the car was in a miserable state.

They were blown away by the strong wind like dolls. The worst thing was that the oil pipe owner standing on the roof of the car hit the other end of the expressway, hitting heavily on the guardrail, and fainted instantly.

The expressway suddenly turned around and the ox cart continued to move slowly after doing all this.

It was just a simple wind escape and was not ready to kill.

Some people who are not afraid of death are watching outside Kyoto, and some people who are not afraid of death are simply hiding in Kyoto!

"Good evening or good morning or early morning, I'm Kameda..."

The first person in the island country's supernatural live broadcast, he once used a wonderful camera to film the battle between the Kamiki and Akatsuki and became famous in one fell swoop. Although he was later invited by the island country's government to have a pork chop rice, his fame has already been opened.

After that, I have followed the trend to visit many places that are suspected to be supernatural. Even though there is no supernatural figure shot, the live broadcast and editing video have great performance, and it has become famous.

Kyoto Ghost Festival travels at night!

In addition, the government's undisputed attitude is simply a stone hammer!

Ordinary people don’t know about Hatano Bay’s Ye King, but people with normal IQ can smell the smell of the storm coming and the wind is coming.

"Can you really wait until the Hundred Ghosts go to the night?"

"Don't believe my judgment?"

"I'm just scared, what if it really comes."

"If you really come, just bite the bullet!"

Kameda said gritting his teeth, his heart was also hyped, but wealth was in danger. If he couldn't shoot supernaturally, he would rely on the old job that had already evolved countless times in the past few months, and his popularity would soon decline rapidly.

Besides, he heard that there are more than ten teams waiting in Kyoto this time.

This industry is very fresh, and the market overlaps heavily. He has something I want to see, so why do I still want to come to your side?

If you don’t advance, you will retreat, and if you retreat, you will be cool!

"It's dark, and it's time to meet the demon... it's here."

The assistant held the balcony in fear, and his eyes were filled with the empty city street view, empty and unaware of whether the wind wanted to learn about the current affairs of the island country. A newspaper was rolled into the sky.

However, after capturing it with his eyes, the assistant estimated that Feng would not be interested in entertainment news about celebrities on earth.

"Dong."

His hand accidentally touched the potted plant on the balcony, and the pottery basin shook and almost fell from the balcony.

"Haaaaa."

Holding the pottery with both hands, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief. This is a hotel thing. If it is accidentally broken, it will be compensated. Can you still open your hotel at this time? It is self-evident how much you value money.

But the assistant suddenly glared at the potted plant, and to be precise, his eyes were looking at the edge of the balcony.

"Gala, gala."

The sound of fiber pulling suddenly sounded, and a layer of shadow enveloped the window, and the dusk sky seemed to turn into night in a few seconds.

But when you look up, it is clearly a vine.

The green vines climbed up the glass window, as thick as an adult's forearm, and kept squirming upwards, just like a giant python that has mastered the ability to absorb and climb glass.

Branches and leaves grow horizontally on the vines, and the movement of fiber pulling is caused by the vines growing too fast.

"Ah, ah, ah." The assistant opened his mouth, but he only made simple syllables, and all the words he wanted to say were unable to say because of his brain's confusion.

He thought that he would see supernatural on the live broadcast, but he really thought it happened in front of him, and all the freshness in his mind turned into fear.

"Baga, don't speak." Kameda cursed, stepped forward and locked the assistant from behind, and knocked his hands tightly on the assistant's mouth.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room also stopped instantly. After a few seconds of blanking, the entire comment area was refreshed crazily!

When a demon is met, hundreds of ghosts will walk at night.
Chapter completed!