I saw the head of the room open the pocket watch, read the words in his mouth that he couldn't hear clearly, pointed his finger to the mirror of the pocket watch, and gently picked up a faint wisp of black smoke.

Zhou Wenbin looked solemn, hooked the tobacco to the ground, and pulled out a graceful arc.

A large fog swelled up from the pocket watch, and a large cloud of smoke fell to the ground like a meteorite, which was guided to the ground by fingers, and the smoke dispersed after it fell.

The black mist dissipated, revealing a black scorpion in the form of a soul.

The scorpion has a black body, a slender body, eight black feet, two huge chelae in the front, and a curved and segmented tail with a stinger in the back, and the overall yin qi range is about thirty centimeters.

The little scorpion's seven eyes flickered in unison, and under Zhou Wenbin's control, its eight legs moved and walked towards the corridor in front of it.

Chen Xi and Zhou Wenbin walked side by side and followed the little scorpion forward.

One step, two steps, three steps, the corridor is very long, a dozen meters long.

And the sword marks on the wall made people have a faint killing intent, which made Chen Xi subconsciously think what if the head of the room suddenly stabbed him?

Thinking of this, Chen Xi shook his head suddenly, trying his best not to look at those sword marks, and there were a lot fewer distractions in his heart, and he no longer had the idea of civil war.

"Don't look at those sword marks."

"Yes."

Walking to the end of the corridor, there is a passage on the right, emitting a faint red light, as if there is something bad on the right.

Seeing that the scorpion turned around and walked into the right side, Chen Xi immediately followed with his hind feet.

This is a living room, but not the living room of Zhou Wenbin's house, but a strange living room.

The living room was dimly lit, there were only two rows of couches in the house, a black TV stand, a 43-inch large LCD TV, and nothing else.

The TV was originally pitch black, but when Chen Xi and the others stepped into the living room, the TV instantly flashed a blue screen and popped up a "no signal" box.

Chen Xi held his breath, and a pair of yin and yang eyes scanned everything in the living room, and saw that everything here had layers of thin yin skin, about a few millimeters thick.

"Rustle—"

There was a rustling sound from the TV, and the picture was gray, like frosted glass, extremely harsh.

"It's a bit weird here."

"There's a door in the living room, do you want to open it?" Zhou Wenbin said.

Chen Xi hesitated, did not agree immediately, but walked to the TV, and thought about finding a way out of the Tibetan Lake Beili to guide the lamp.

Zhou Wenbin was startled when he saw Chen Xi reach into his backpack and take out a plant, but after seeing the wooden lantern petals, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He had seen this flower, and Chen Xi brought it with him when he was looking for him.

When the road light comes out, the green flame illuminates the surrounding area for three meters.

Wherever the flames passed, the couch was empty, even the television was empty, only the wall was real.

It seems that the place where the flame shines is different from what Chen Xi sees with his yin and yang eyes, Chen Xi reached out to penetrate the TV, touched the wall and withdrew his hand.

Ignoring the rustling sound, Chen Xi walked to the door, and at the same time brought the flame of the road guide lamp.

Under the light of the flames, a sword mark appeared on the door, the sword mark was full of killing intent, making people hallucinate, and a sword appeared on the door panel, slashing straight at the two of them.

Chen Xi hurriedly retreated, but he didn't see the physical sword, only the sword mark remained on the door, what happened just now was an illusion.

Then the little scorpion gave the order, slowly unlocked the door, and saw a touch of gray behind the door.

Gray sky, gray streets, monotonous.

Is this the gray world?

Chen Xi and Zhou Wenbin glanced at each other, and slowly looked out the door, this is the first floor, and it is the street in the gray world.

"Strange, we went from the third floor to the first floor?" Zhou Wenbin muttered.

The change of space made the two of them feel that their strength was incomparably small.

Chen Xi was bold and tried to walk outside the door and look around, and in front of him was a gray river, flowing with a bang.

When you go a little farther and look back, you can see that the mountains behind you are silent in the dark, and hundreds of green trees have lost their color, like the woods that exist in black and white.

The building in front of me is gray in style, and the windows on the third floor are open, and green flames shine through the windows, illuminating the five glass wind chimes.

Wind chimes jingled, and red threads were as bright as blood in the darkness.

It was the gap between Chen Xi's gaze, and there was a faint black shadow in the window on the third floor retreating, shaped like the outline of a person's upper body.

Chen Xi said "Huh", and immediately said: "Little Gray go up and see who it is!" ”

In the blink of an eye, his shadow pulled away, the tip suddenly broke, and a dog shadow ran wildly on all fours, jumping from the floor to the wall, and running up to the third-floor windowsill like a martial arts light skill.

"Wang!" Ash let out a roar.

Chen Xi hurriedly watched Xiao Ash's shallow consciousness, and saw a man standing in the room, the darkness covered his face, Xiao Ash couldn't see his face clearly, and could only vaguely see that the T-shirt was very tattered, with the print of a cute anime girl.

One candle broke on the floor, and two of them burned intact.

As Ash roared, the man in a tattered T-shirt lifted his foot and stepped heavily on the candle in the center.

Burst!

The green candle is trampled on, and the flame is extinguished.

Ash pounced on him, but the man suddenly disappeared, leaving Ash in the air.

Looking at the floor again, two candles have been trampled on, and only the one that has been lit by Hu Dian is still burning.

Chen Xi's face was ugly, and the person just now was Hu Jing's shadow.

He didn't expect Hu Jing to be so ruthless, stepping on the candles between him and Zhou Wenbin in person.

No matter how he said it, he also saved Hu Jing, and he didn't ask Hu Jing to reciprocate, at least begged him not to cheat his own people.

Zhou Wenbin saw that Chen Xi's face changed in seconds, and hurriedly came over to understand the situation, and learned that his candle was broken by Hu Jing's strange shadow, and his heart was beating fast.

"Will we be okay?"

"Don't panic, there are no rules to protect candles in the rules of the game, we don't necessarily have a problem, just a little more trouble." Chen Xidao.

"But if he stomps on our candle, we should break his candle too, and we should not think about it."

Zhou Wenbin looked bad and ordered the little scorpion to climb the wall to break the candle.

Scorpions are ghosts, which can touch real objects and can be illusory.

Ash is a shadow creature that cannot touch physical objects and cannot step on candles unless the other party is an underworld object.

After a while, the little scorpion climbed to the third floor, walked to Hu Jing's green candle, and shook the big pincers and smashed it.

In the darkness, Hu Jing's shadow reappeared, stretching out his black shadow-like hand, trying to pinch the scorpion to death.

"Roar!"

Ash suddenly appeared by the window, jumped on his back legs, threw his front legs forward, and opened his mouth to suck in the shadows.

Hu Jing's shadow was sluggish, and disappeared instantly when he was hit by the little ash.

However, Ash said that it sucked a trace of the other party's shadow, which was super delicious.

Chen Xi asked Xiao Ash to continue to be vigilant, and the little scorpion used pliers to break the candle, and cut the candle into more than a dozen pieces, and beat it with its tail to press it into powder, so as not to give the other party a chance to relight it.

It was after the third candle was extinguished, and there was not a single burning candle in the audience, and a gust of wind blew into the room.

"Jingle Bell—"

The wind chimes shook wildly, making a dense jingle sound, a sign that something bad was about to happen.

Overhead, the wind and clouds surged, and the moon had been buried by clouds, and there was not a single moonlight shining through.

The river was clattering, and a mist appeared on the surface of the river, and large shadows appeared in the mist.