People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

The dim afterglow shines on the silent Spider Mountain, like flowing juice covering the dark mountain surface with a layer of gauze.

Crunch!

A dry wooden branch was trampled off, and several Kirigakure Anbe ninjas wearing water-ripple masks and tight-fitting combat uniforms jumped quickly between the branches, dexterously like a group of weightless monkeys.

Among them was a figure who was not wearing a mask. He was wearing a blue tube top dress and a white belt. His reddish-brown long curly hair hung down to his waist and was gently swaying with the beating. His forehead and right eye were covered, only his emerald green In the left eye, the slender eyebrows are slightly raised and slightly furrowed.

"It's not right!"

"There is no abnormal danger found in this mountain!"

Terumi Mei stopped at her feet, and Anbe behind her stopped abruptly. She stood on the top of a tree branch, overlooking the entire barren mountain from a high altitude. She really didn't understand where the legends about spiders and evil spirits were hidden.

Not worthy of the name!

Let alone ogre ghosts, I didn't even see a spider or a spider web.

This is also worthy of being called Spider Mountain, which bastard is spreading rumors and spreading false advertisements everywhere?

"It's very strange, but there are indeed ninjas in the village who disappeared near the Spider Mountain, and we have received a lot of information about the scary spiders in the Spider Mountain. It can't be all fake!" Anbu Toolman Jia said in a deep voice .

"Maybe the so-called [ghosts] and spiders are afraid to hide?" Anbu Toolman B scratched his hair, his tone casually disdainful.

"How can there be ghosts in this world? It must be that some wandering ninjas are pretending to be ghosts." Anbu Toolman Bing sneered, "There are always some wandering ninjas with broken brains who like to form terrorist organizations and spread panic and rumors everywhere , to increase the amount of reward they offered on the black market."

The amount of reward offered in the black market is a reminder on the one hand, and popularity on the other hand. For some ninjas, the amount of reward offered is their worth list.

There will always be unknown ninjas who want to do something to become famous, so as to quickly rise to the top of the list, and spreading terror is always the fastest and most effective way!

Terumi Mei looked up at the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun fell to the horizon, and the dark night came as promised. The tulle covering the surface of the mountain changed from dark red gauze to dark silk and satin strangely, like a layer of double shadow generally.

"Visual deception caused by light refraction?"

Terumi Mei raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and just about to speak, suddenly, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the obliquely angled forest.

The air lost the smudge of the sun and was gradually blended into the night. Suddenly, a gloomy atmosphere permeated the air.

"The atmosphere in the mountains seems to be changing strangely?"

Terumi Mei lowered her head and looked in the direction of the footsteps. The shadows of the trees in the forest were reflected in the darkness like ghosts, and the night wind blew like ghosts whimpering.

A stumbling figure was staggering and running, with strange footsteps and limping, with blood dripping between the swings of its arms. The figure was breathing heavily, and looked back from time to time, as if something terrifying was coming behind it. chase him.

"It seems to be Inaba!" Anbujia exclaimed.

Inaba was a member of Anbu of Wuyin Village who disappeared near Spider Mountain some time ago.

Terumi Mei's pupils shrunk, stepped on a tree and jumped down, and quickly ran towards the oblique forest, and when he ran in, it turned out to be Inaba.

His clothes were messy, his whole body was covered with clotted and blackened blood, and his left foot had a hideous wound, which was shaped strangely. Got stabbed by the foot of some kind of barbed downy arthropod.

The hair and cheeks were covered with transparent and smelly mucus, the eyebrows and hair were wrapped in circles of sticky spider silk, the eye sockets were sunken, and the pupils were frightened and trembling. It was obvious that they had encountered something terrible. His spirit was on the verge of collapse, his breathing was even more rapid and panting, and his teeth chattered and made an unconscious friction sound.

This is a ninja bred in the blood mist!

What kind of horror does it take to scare Inazawa into such a state?

Terumi Mei passed by Inaba, with a stern look on her face, and rushed straight into the darkness of the woods, she wanted to see what the hell was chasing Inaba.

After a few minutes.

Terumi Mei came back with her brows furrowed. She didn't find anything chasing Inaba in the dark, but she pinched a spider the size of a fingernail in her hand.

There was no trace of a spider in the whole day, and at this moment, a live spider was suddenly pinched, and Terumi Mei's face showed seriousness.

something is not right

There is an evil breath in this spider mountain!

Several Anbu surrounded Inaba, whose wound was simply bandaged, and his mood seemed to calm down a little from the collapse and panic. A pair of sunken eyeballs covered with bloodshot eyeballs looked at everyone in panic, mouth A few words were repeated indistinctly between the gaps in the teeth: "Transparent, transparent, and expensive!"

"Run, run away, there is a ghost!" Anbu Jia translated this sentence with a strange expression, matching Inazawa's mouth shape.

Inexplicable,

A gloomy chill suddenly permeated the air, and the pupils of several Anbu wearing masks, including Terumi Mei, shrank in unison, and a strange aura surged into everyone's hearts.

"Damn? Are you kidding me? Did Inahaya get fooled?" Anbe, Toolman, and Oto pinched Inazaya's shoulders with both hands, and then let go of his hands in disgust, his hands were covered with wet and greasy liquid.

"do not move!"

Terumi Mei snarled, and grabbed the hand of Anbu Anbe Toolman B. There were some white insect eggs the size of dust particles hidden in the transparent mucus, which could not be seen without looking carefully.

Anbu Toolman B's pupils narrowed, and he saw the eggs cracking silently, and the young spiders crawled out one after another, following the texture of his palm, digging hard into the pores, as if he had palmed him. The skin and flesh inside the tattoo served as a warm delivery room.

Anbu Toolman B was terrified, and his fleshy face froze through the mask. He flicked his palm violently, throwing the slime and spiders in his hand to the ground.

Terumi Mei spit out a mouthful of concentrated acid solution, and the bullet splashed on the ground, corroding and melting the little spiders crawling around.

"Is this... a spider egg?" Several Anbu suddenly changed their expressions at the same time. They turned to look at Inahaya, who was covered in mucus. They all felt strange and scary in their hearts. They all took a step back and left Inahaya.

Terumi Mei spewed out a cloud of scorching steam, covering Inazaya, drying the wet mucus on her body, and densely packed spider larvae were steamed to death by the high temperature, floating on the surface of Inazaya's skin. When the wind blew, It fell off like a thick layer of frost.

"Ghost, spiders are ghosts!"

Inaba was frightened, jumped up from the ground suddenly, and let out a shrill scream, the shrill sound was especially piercing in the silent night.

The voices of the Anbu were slightly dry, and they suddenly looked around, suddenly felt that in the darkness, there seemed to be countless malicious eyes staring at themselves and others.

That is not the spying from the living, but the gaze from the dead....