After saying goodbye to the housekeeper Sima Tong, Black Crow and Bai Wenjing decided to take a walk in the community for a while, and by the way, they sent a few ghosts who had reached the end of their lives to the underworld.

"Although the house here is a little older, the decoration is quite good. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that there are only four families on each floor, so I have to huddle in a room with you dead crow. ”

Walking in the silver moonlight, the two chatted while walking towards Building No. 5, where the funeral was being held.

It turned out that not long ago, Black Crow, Bai Wenjing and Sima Tong, the three of them had already selected their ideal residences.

Since there were only four families on that floor of the ordinary office, they had to let Black Crow and Bai Wenjing live in one room, Sima Jie and his daughter Sima Mei lived in one room, Sima Tong lived alone, and Ding Xiaofan and others still lived in the office.

"Old lady, why do you come out to take out the garbage so late? ”

Seeing a gray-haired old man, standing tremblingly in front of the trash can, the black crow greeted him politely.

"Young man, if you don't want that piece of iron in your hand, can you give it to me?"

Slowly turning around, he saw the Nether Token that the crow was playing with in his hand, and the old man's cloudy eyes were suddenly filled with a greedy look.

If you look closely, you can see that she is still clutching a few cans and cardboard that have been pulled out of the trash can.

"Old lady, are you so brave that you dare to ask for our token?"

After saying that, Bai Wenjing glanced at the old man with a sneer, and then walked into the corridor of Building No. 5 next to him with the black crow.

After the two of them walked away, the old man viciously spat at the direction where the two left, and cursed, "If you don't give it to me, I'm too lazy to ask for it! There is no one to support in life! The young people nowadays are really unqualified!"

Perhaps tired of scolding, the old man did not continue to rummage through the trash can, and slowly walked in the direction of his home.

What she didn't know, however, was that she had just been torn between life and death. As long as they want, Black Crow and Bai Wenjing can send their souls away at any time, along with those ghosts who have reached the end of their lives.

Arriving at the door of the deceased's house, the crow taped the Nether Token to the door, and then uttered a few intricate incantations in his mouth......

At the same time, on the other side, on a wide and uninhabited concrete road, an army-green mountain buggy is speeding forward at full speed.

At nine o'clock in the evening, in such an environment without street lights, it was a wilderness, except for the faint moonlight, and the surroundings were almost pitch black.

However, despite being lit only by the orange glow of the headlights, the off-road vehicle still navigated countless sharp corners at a high speed.

Then, after a U.-shaped curve, the smooth concrete pavement was gone, and the mountain bike drove into an overgrown gravel trail.

At this time, a classical music without lyrics is playing in the off-road vehicle, and the melody of the music is very oppressive, which makes the already terrifying atmosphere even more eerie.

"I said can you change the music and be heard, and think we're ghosts too! ”

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ding Xiaofan protested to Sima Jie, who was driving.

"Oh. ”

Hearing this, Sima Jie nodded solemnly, and then switched to a piece of music with a more weird melody than just now, and was recognized as a famous suicide song.

glanced at Sima Jie fiercely, and Ding Xiaofan simply leaned on the car window and took a nap.

It didn't take long for the buggy to come to the end of this wilderness trail.

On both sides of the passage, in addition to the weeds that are half a man high, they are also irregularly covered with large and small graves, as well as old trees that are almost dying.

Not only that, but on the wasteland on both sides of the passage, there were even several corpses crisscrossed that had long since decomposed to the point of skeletal remaining.

"This is the Hyakkido, isn't it in the swamp?"

Looking at the cliff about three meters away from the off-road vehicle, Ding Xiaofan's face was full of doubts.

Ignoring Ding Xiaofan, after locking the door of the off-road vehicle, Sima Jie walked in the direction of the cliff.

Then, at the moment when Sima Jie "took off" and stepped into the range of the cliff, a thick white mist suddenly spread in mid-air, and soon completely engulfed it.

"I see!"

Seeing this, Ding Xiaofan imitated Sima Jie's appearance and quickly got into the thick fog.

"Sima Jie, where are you?"

As soon as he walked into the dense fog, Ding Xiaofan suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Because he clearly remembered that the fog was still white before he came in, but when he came in, it turned an eerie red.

It's not just the fog, almost everything here is red, and the muddy ground is filled with a thick smell of blood as if it has been soaked in blood.

Even the fruit trees that dotted the swamp like stars had grown into skeletons on their branches, and all of these "skeletons" were bright blood red without exception.

On top of that, the ground was also crawling with vines as red as blood vessels, and a large amount of blood was pouring out of these vines.

It's more fitting than a swamp here as a bloody Shura hell.

"Shhhhh ”

However, just as Ding Xiaofan was looking for Sima Jie's figure everywhere, Sima Jie, who had walked into the dense fog before him, suddenly appeared behind him and made a silent gesture at him.

"There is an enchantment around the Hundred Ghost Hall, if you don't want to die, follow me honestly, don't wander around alone. ”

With that, Sima Jie took the lead in walking towards the depths of the swamp.

As time passed, the two had unknowingly advanced in the dense fog for half an hour.

Along the way, everything here has completely subverted Ding Xiaofan's perception of the world.

The deeper you go into the swamp, the more eerie the scenery becomes.

In addition to the blood-red quagmire, blood-red fruits that looked like skeletons, and terrifying vines that kept gushing blood, there were even a few fresh corpses hanging from the several locust trees in the swamp that were about to die!

Strangely, despite the fact that the clothes were already rotting, the skin of these corpses showed no signs of decay.

And if you look closely, you will find that each corpse has a strange smile on its face.

Soon, an hour passed, and Sima Jie, who was walking in front, finally stopped.

"That's the Hyakkido that issued the commission to you, but before you go in, I want to warn you that you must not talk to anyone inside except the client, and don't agree to anyone calling your name. ”

Pointing to a bar-like building hidden in the thick fog, Sima Jie said to Ding Xiaofan solemnly, "In the Hundred Ghost Hall, any drink and food can be eaten and drunk as you like, and it is free. But keep in mind that you must never come into conflict with the people inside. ”

"What? Are the people here strong?"

Regarding Sima Jie's reminder, Ding Xiaofan seemed very disdainful.

Slowly walking towards the bar-like building, Sima Jie took out a card with a purple glow from his jacket pocket, "Outside they are weak, but in the Hundred Ghost Hall, they can easily kill us." ”

This story is pure fiction and will be continued