The motorcycle flew through the underworld without any human habitation or trees.
The black skull landed on my shoulder.
I actually laughed and said: "It's great, people's brains are really good nowadays.
This car is powerful enough."
A strong wind blew in the face, carrying dust several meters high.
The roar from the engine was deafening, and the tires dragged a long track after rubbing on the ground. otbnkotgt "Go southeast, yes, that's the direction.
The terrain of the damn underworld has changed too much, I have to take a good look at the road."
The Black Skeleton hadn't come out of the underground ghost city for hundreds of years, so it was normal for him not to know the road.
He barely found the direction and drove for a while before changing direction.
The speed of the motorcycle, which was originally expected to last longer, gradually slowed down.
After driving for less than a day, the car completely ran out of gas and leaned on the side of the road.
I got off the car and took a look around.
It was already far away from the ghost market.
The specific distance was estimated to be hundreds of kilometers.
After all, all the gas in the motorcycle was gone.
But it seems that there is still a long way to go from the hiding place mentioned by Black Skull.
"It's out of gas.
Damn it.
It hurts my ass when I drive."
After the fat man got off the car, he touched his butt and shouted bitterly and resentfully.
"Me too, I'm so panicked.
Sure enough, I can't open it all the time.
I really can't stand it.
Where to go next?"
Luo Qiong also started shouting.
After looking around, the black skull pointed to the south and said: "Go that way, do you see the black peak bulging on the horizon in the distance?
Do you see the tall one?"
Looking in the direction pointed by its hand, there does seem to be such a huge black shadow on the distant horizon, but it doesn't seem far away, but in the underworld, especially in such an empty land, I guess it would be really difficult to leave.
It took five or six days to walk.
"Let's go, just walk towards the mountain.
When we get there, we'll reach the hiding place."
Black Skull greeted us and we started to set off.
Luo Qiong was walking at the end, looking back from time to time.
I asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I always feel like something is following us.
Maybe it's my imagination."
Luo Qiong's feeling has always been very accurate.
This comes from the jungle where he lives and the demonic skills he practices.
I frowned and shouted: "I think it's better to find a place to rest today.
After all, I have rushed It’s been a day’s journey.”
The three ghosts didn't have to sleep, so they let them go, while we used the leather mats of our motorcycles to light a fire.
The billowing black smoke floated toward the sky.
We sat around the fire, feeling somewhat comforted.
"I'm so tired."
The fat man took a mouthful of dried meat and muttered.
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Sometimes I can’t hear clearly what I’m saying because I’m wearing a mask on my face.
"Go to sleep, we have to travel tomorrow."
I squinted my eyes and leaned against the stone.
"Brother Shan, have you thought about it?
What should we do next?
Is it better to run away?
I guess running away is fine.
They can't catch me anyway.
Let's wander around in the underworld for a month, haha."
This kid from Luo Qiong is just worried that the world will not be in chaos, but to be honest, I have not thought about what to do next.
Should I hand over this ghost mother and son?
But if they are handed over, let alone the older one, the younger one will definitely It cannot be saved.
Yiza was going to kill the kid, and now he wouldn't even let him stay.
But if we don't hand it over, we won't be able to do this business, and the contract between Mr.
Tang and I will be ruined.
Now we are in a dilemma.
"When a car reaches the mountain, there must be a road; when a boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight, and water will fall into place."
The fat man crossed his legs and laughed loudly.
I smiled bitterly and shouted, "Okay, don't pull the ink in your stomach.
Go to sleep."
The surroundings gradually became quiet, and I could hear the crackle of cracked leather cushions in the fire.
I closed my eyes, but I could still feel the abnormal flow of breath around me.
The ghosts floating around were like gray shadows passing in front of my eyes.
With my eyes closed, I could hear the low crying sound carried by the wind.
This is the underworld, and these sounds come from those wandering lonely souls.
My mind cannot be at peace.
Everything I experienced that night at the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference five years ago is still fresh in my memory, especially the nightmare-like scene, as if I saw another myself, the child's cry, the burned house and the inhumanity.
It seems that I can never get rid of the expression on my mind.
However, since then, since the Ziwei Starlight shone on me, there have never been similar auditory hallucinations and terrifying dreams, as if that night was the end and everything would be cured without medicine.
However, I did not relax.
Instead, I was filled with doubts.
Why did I hallucinate?
Why did the hallucination sounds different?
Why had I never had anything bizarre happen in my life in the past twenty years?
Twenty years later, it suddenly exploded like a volcanic eruption.
Why did I feel like I saw myself when I saw the little boy who looked like me in the nightmare?
Why so many whys have become unanswered questions, sinking in boundless confusion in the ocean.
"Hey, hello" I heard a voice in my ears, opened my eyes suddenly, and saw a black skull floating in front of me, staring at me.
"Don't stick so close to me, you want to eat me."
I frowned and sat up and said.
"Hmph, I haven't forgotten what you told me.
There are indeed followers, and there are more than one.
They are hiding behind the big rock diagonally behind.
They should be either living people or ghosts.
What are you going to do?"
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I remained calm, thought for a while and said, "You watch here, I'll go around from behind and take a look."
"Hey, I won't stop you if you want to go there, but I have to remind you, don't kill ghosts in the underworld.
This is the same as killing government officials in the underworld.
You might be wanted in the end."
There must be something else in its words.
I guess it's because the little ghost it's following is probably not a wandering ghost, but probably a ghost.
"knew."
I nodded, put on my belt, and walked secretly from the other side.
There was a lot of wind and sand all around, which served as my cover.
I used the wind and sand to get around from behind.
I turned my palms slightly, and the wind and sand rotated with me.
As I slowly approached, I could see a few short figures hiding behind the rocks.
I didn't show up immediately, so I knelt down and observed.
These little ghosts are not very tall, and they look very normal.
The so-called normal means that they do not kill people or fight with ghosts like those crazy evil ghosts.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew through the clothes of one of the little ghosts, lifting the clothes of the little ghost, revealing an iron fork stuck in the little ghost's waist.
"Ghost Fork" My heart moved.
It seemed that what Black Skull said was indeed correct.
The people who came to keep an eye on him were all ghosts, so it seemed like they were sent by Mo Yang.
This is difficult to deal with.
If it were an ordinary ghost or wild ghost, I would just raise my hand and kill it.
But ghosts really can’t mess around.
The consequences of killing ghosts are equivalent to going against the entire underworld.
I still want to live for a few more years. , don’t want to die.
But if you let them stare like this, the hiding place will be discovered sooner or later, so you can only try to trap them and move them.
With a flip of his hand, the surrounding wind and sand slowly floated towards the ghosts.
He took out a few magic talismans from his arms.
It was impossible to trap these ghosts simply with walls.
After all, ghosts are also ghosts. , it is not difficult to cross the wall and cross the river, but if you can put a magic talisman on the wall, it will be two things.
As the wind and sand blew together, several ghosts immediately felt something was wrong and looked back and forth.
I took the opportunity to rush forward, pressed my palms on the ground, and then raised my hands high.
The surrounding walls rose from the ground, turning into huge walls and surrounding the ghosts.
Cha was surrounded in the middle.
Several ghosts whispered and shouted.
Anyway, I couldn't understand what they were talking about.
I hurriedly put the magic talisman on the wall.
Several ghosts who tried to pass through the wall were immediately blocked.
"I'm sorry everyone, I didn't mean to offend, please stay inside for a while."
I took a few steps back, but when I turned around, I saw a black whirlwind spinning strangely in front of me, and a figure gradually appeared.
The short Mo Yang walked out of the whirlwind, looking the same as before, holding a ghost cross in his hand.
When he saw me, he smiled coldly and said, "Ba Xiaoshan, I haven't seen you in five years."
My heart tightened, and I didn’t expect to miss the most important thing: