said that Zang Feng thought of the hope of escape, and his heart settled down again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info He has been trapped in the darkness for a long time, and he has felt depressed. At this moment, he was staring at the ghost shadow in order to follow it and escape earlier. But after waiting for a while, the ghost was still there, motionless. Zang Feng suddenly thought again: "It seems that the hour is still early." Since this ghost is always following me, why don't I take advantage of the time before nightfall to run back to the place where I came from my footprints? Presumably, all the people of the Lu Mansion may still be waiting for me there when they see me disappear from there, and it will be much easier for me to return from there!"

Thinking of this, Zang Feng got up suddenly. But as soon as he stood up, he found that in front of him, except for the ghost always floating, in this dark space, all around was pitch black, and there was no reference, and he could no longer distinguish between southeast and northwest!

So after Zang Feng turned around a few times, he had to stop in place, stunned. Just when Zang Feng was stunned, suddenly, he saw the ghost in front of him, which had been motionless, and quickly floated to the left. Zang Feng was shocked, and said secretly: "This ghost figure actually took the initiative to teleport, as if it had actively escaped from the corpse, could it be that he was looking for a way back to the yang world? Immediately, Zang Feng hurriedly jumped up and chased after the ghost. But this time, the ghost shadow approached Zang Feng as if it was gone, and it was no longer forced backwards by it. This ghost, just concerned about this dark space, flickering left and right, as if looking for something. Zang Feng also believed that this ghost was looking for an exit and returning to the yang world. So he also flickered left and right, clinging closely to the ghost's back, not daring to slow down a step at all.

This ghost, in this dark space, flickered left and right, snake-shaped for a long time, suddenly accelerated violently, and rushed forward in a straight line. Seeing this, Zang Feng secretly said badly: "Ah! This ghost is going to leave me alone! But it's not that easy!" Immediately, Zang Feng hurriedly chased forward, but because of the slow start, he was finally thrown off by the 'teleporting' ghost for a distance. Zang Feng was just about to chase after him again, but suddenly, Zang Feng saw the ghost and suddenly disappeared into the darkness ahead. Zang Feng shouted "ah" and said loudly: "Oh no! This ghost really dumped me!"

But at the moment of his panic, the strength under Zangfeng's feet did not stop at all, and in the blink of an eye, he also ran forward five or six meters. Suddenly, Zang Feng felt as if he had stumbled under his feet, and then, he only felt a cold wind hitting his face, and a shout in his ears was noisy. Before he could understand what was going on, his body tilted, "snapped", and fell to the ground, his head as if he had been stuck in the yellow sand-like substance. Only then did Zang Feng see that he had fallen on the desertified grassland at night. And realized that he had finally managed to escape from the dark three-dimensional space.

But Zang Feng lay on the ground, and before he could get up and rejoice, he had not had time to inspect where the resentful spirits that had led him back to the grassland had gone, and he had been stunned by the scene around him. I saw that on the grassland in the dark night, although there were still a large number of resentful spirits drifting, there were twenty or thirty zombies jumping up and down, dressed in local national costumes, besieging a group of people. Moreover, to Zang Feng's extreme surprise, this time, the target of these zombies was not the Lufu dart car team, but a few yellow-shirted people. These yellow-shirted people, although they were besieged, were also skilled, all holding bright and shaking steel knives, reflecting the moonlight, waving wildly, on the grassland, instantly flying sand and rocks, the wind suddenly rose, even more cold, murderous. But the yellow-shirted knife hand who was caught by Uncle Tian and others with fishing nets that day was not among them.

These yellow-shirted people, although they are fewer in number than zombies, have not fallen behind at all. But when I saw a few yellow-shirted people, in the wind of flying sand and rocks, once they hit the zombies that swooped up, they couldn't cut them down. But when I saw the zombie, a green light flashed from the place where the knife was hit, and after the soul dissipated, it also went limp. Immediately, in an instant, there were other resentful souls floating on the grassland, and they quickly jumped into the newly fallen heavenly burial corpse again, and after 'the new soul borrowed the old corpse', they jumped up violently and besieged these yellow-shirted people again.

When Zang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "Ah! Could it be that these yellow-shirted people actually have the ability to disperse those resentful souls attached to the corpses of heavenly burials? The last time these yellow-shirted people encountered them, they were already evil, but they didn't expect these stubborn resentful souls of the grassland to be afraid of them! They really fight evil with evil, fight poison with poison, and drop one thing to another." But where is this place? Where are the old Lu seniors? Why did I think it wasn't night yet, but this resentful soul took me out of that dark space, but it had been dark in the wilderness for a long time? And these unjust spirits were already in full swing? Could it be that they were leading me out of that resentful spirit, and they came out late? Could it be that after I ran twenty kilometers with that resentful spirit, it was in that strange place, when it was looking for other exits from the dark space to the yang world, and it was delayed?" Thinking about it, Zang Feng suddenly realized that right now, he was alone, these yellow-shirted people were so good, these zombies were so difficult, they were caught by either side, and they didn't end well.

Immediately, Zang Feng hurriedly got up, and under the cover of the wind and sand at night, although he couldn't recognize the direction, he only ran away from the direction of the two warring sides. After running for a long time, although Zang Feng could still see a large number of ghosts floating in the wilderness, he didn't see anyone or zombies chasing him, so he finally slowed down and wandered aimlessly in the wilderness. Suddenly, Zang Feng faintly heard the sound of jogging horses' hooves, as if there was a faint shout. It was far from the place where the battle was going, and the wind had diminished. Zang Feng stopped, only to feel that the voice was getting closer and closer. Now Zang Feng heard it clearly, the voice was Uncle Huan, and he was calling his name!

2017/02/07