Qiao Yang walked up the stairs to the top of the stairs, where there was a spacious platform.

The overlapping shadows around him were like countless transparent shadows, standing stiffly on the platform, and the gray body was superimposed into countless layers.

A stone door is at the end of the platform, and next to it, a bone skull hangs.

The skeleton is eerie and evil, and just a glance at it from a distance is enough to make people shudder.

[Fear]

[What is human affection? Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire are the seven things that can be learned. 】

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Qiao Yang's heart was beating wildly, but he still stepped forward steadily, anyway, this kind of thing can't be hidden, and he is used to it.

He opened his arms to meet the grim skull and closed his eyes.

Come on, let the storm come harder!

And the skull that had been standing still also began to shake the moment Qiao Yang approached, Sen Bai's jaws opened slightly, and the seeping screams were higher and higher.

......

After three minutes, there was a ground of debris left in place.

Qiao Yang opened his eyes in horror, his pupils contracted, his breathing was short, and his heart was still beating violently.

I thought I had been tempered a lot, but I didn't expect to be too young......

This time it's a nightmare about the end times, with zombies, monsters, and even ghosts everywhere.

He swears that the realism of this dream experience is definitely more exciting than any horror movie!

Holding his chest, Qiao Yang tried to calm down his frightened and tense spirit, squatted down, and began to rummage through the pile of bones on the ground.

But after a lot of rummaging, I didn't find anything, only that by the door next to the bone pile, there was a crystallization of energy that had been left behind by the ghost system, covered with dust, and lay there quietly.

Qiao Yang felt a little bored.

Picking up the crystals at random, blowing the dust on them, and throwing them into the storage bag, Qiao Yang stared at the stone door, didn't think much about it, and pushed hard.

"Squeak-"

The stone gate opened outward without obstruction, and Qiao Yang was a little surprised.

So easy?

Has your physical strength grown again?

What's going on?

But before he had time to think about it, the scene outside the door surprised him even more.

The sky was gray, and some things kept falling from the sky, and when they fell to the ground, they quickly turned into black ash, escaped into the air, and disappeared.

Outside the door, there is a dark and winding asphalt path, and the two sides of the road are planted with trees that look like rows of impermeable walls, dense and somewhat strange.

The dark rough path presents a T-shape, and Qiao Yang's location is a fork in the road.

The main part of the trail, to the left, is connected to a small village fenced off by an old wooden fence, which is an uninhabited village that he has not yet explored.

Only now it was extremely blurry, as if it was covered in a layer of mist, like a world hidden under some kind of weirdness.

The boulder at the entrance of the village is very clear, and the three big characters on the boulder are dark red and almost black, eye-catching, which Qiao Yang didn't know before.

Only at this moment, he was already able to fully understand what it was.

The Way of the World.

It is not a text that belongs to this world, but a language that comes from dreams, those strange worlds.

"What does this mean?" Qiao Yang was a little puzzled, stepped out of the stone gate, and walked onto the strange dark path, ready to move towards the village again.

There are still too many mysteries to be solved, and there may be a lot of precious materials buried, Qiao Yang is not ready to give up just like that.

Just by entering a basement, he found the thousand-year-old chicken blood jade he had dreamed of, if the entire village was searched, Qiao Yang didn't dare to think about what kind of rich treasures were waiting for him.

It is not unreasonable for people to die for money and birds for food.

Walking out of the fork in the road and returning to the main road of the weird path, the stone gate behind Qiao Yang began to twist, but after a while, it melted into the illusion.

The fork in the road is gone, and only a winding main road remains.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Yang took the flashlight and walked straight in the direction of the village, frowning, staring at the big stone at the entrance of the village not far away.

After 10 minutes, Qiao Yang began to notice that something was wrong.

The stone was not far ahead, but no matter how far he went, the village was still not far away, hazy.

"You're not going back again?"

Qiao Yang stopped and muttered to himself with some dissatisfaction.

But suddenly, a dark evil thought like substance struck from the village, like a black streamer, and it slashed to his side in an instant.

Xiao Hei on his shoulder sensed it, and just jumped, and when his wings waved, he opened a screen to meet this unknown blow.

"Whew...... Call. ”

Qiao Yang unconsciously knelt on the ground, his hands on the ground, his mouth panting heavily, and fine cold sweat fell down his forehead.

The evil thoughts are familiar, and the feelings in them are similar to the dreams I experienced before, but they are much more violent, resentful, cruel, yin, distorted......

Just getting closer, without a positive impact, so many negative emotions have already made him break out in a cold sweat.

In a short moment, he felt as if he had changed into a different person, a monster that was inferior to a beast.

"Is it because my mental strength is too low to accept the follow-up graduate school entrance examination......

Qiao Yang muttered to himself, indeed, the first happy world, even if it is extremely weird, his life is still smooth.

When it came to the later mourning, it was only a little uncomfortable, but after the fear, the self in the dream experienced too many frightens and had suffered several cardiac arrests.

If the difficulty is progressively higher......

The follow-up emotions are indeed unbearable for me now.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Hei, who had picked him up to block the next blow, flew down and hovered in front of his eyes, his eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, I don't have ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Qiao Yang maintained the posture of supporting the ground with his hands, and was stunned again.

Because he saw Xiao Hei's illustrated book, he didn't know when it had changed greatly.

【Death Curse Shura】

[Attribute: Mystic/Decay]

[Rank: General]

[Send down the Yellow Spring of the Nine Shadows to communicate with the living soul and gather the dead. The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, with the properties of Curse of Death, Death, and Gathering Yin. 】

[Variation value: 93]

[Level: 35]

[Possessed skills: Scale Powder, Ghost Fire, Spell, Shadow Control, Psychic]

[Death curse: The art of curse, never dying.] 】

[Greatly increases spell ability, curse turns into passive skill, and all of its attacks are accompanied by a Decay curse.] 】

[The dead: the body of the undead, the living avoid. 】

[Increases resistance to decaying magic, but also cannot be healed by the healing magic of the Holy Light system.] 】

[Juyin: The power of the soul, to fight and raise the war. 】

[After the active opening, the soul of the living beings who continue to consume energy and are attacked and killed by the death curse Shura cannot be transcended, and will be turned into energy and fed back to itself. 】

[Note: Six unlock progress: 7%]

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