What's going on North Street?

Standing in front of the entrance of North Street, Liu Feng asked such a question.

Liu Qing doesn't seem to be deceiving people, which means that the black gas that shrouds North Street still exists.

But a ghost like Liu Qing can see it, why can't a zombie like Liu Feng see it?

Obviously there's something greasy in this!

"You come in with me!"

Liu Feng said to Li Ying, who was dressed in brown clothes beside him.

"I'm not going in!"

Li Ying shook her head and took two steps back,

"I'm afraid you'll kill me inside!"

"Oh, Liu Qing, kill her!"

Li Ying: "........."

Liu Qing really wanted to make a move, and Li Ying saw that Liu Feng didn't have the slightest intention of stopping him, so he hurriedly ran into the road on North Street.

"Pretty smart!"

Liu Feng shook his head with a smile and glanced back at Liu Qing,

"You just wait here or go home, I'll solve the situation here!"

"Hmm."

Liu Qing hummed, turned around and went back to continue washing clothes.

"It's time to unravel the secrets of North Street!"

Liu Feng strode into North Street and caught up with Li Ying's footsteps.

"How are you going to deal with the black gas that the female ghost said? I can't see it, I can't touch it......"

Without waiting for Li Ying to finish speaking, Liu Feng directly knocked him unconscious with a hand knife.

"Damn stinky old, you can really beep!"

Liu Feng shook his hand and kicked Li Ying's buttocks, finding that it was quite soft, and just when he wanted to kick the second kick, the money sword in his body suddenly became restless, and he got out of his body.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Feng, who had turned into a zombie posture, frowned and looked at the money sword floating in front of him.

The money sword shook from side to side, signaling Liu Feng to follow him.

Yes, people have to give themselves tips, and they can't help but follow, right?

Keeping up with the pace of the money sword, Liu Feng walked deeper into North Street.

This time is somewhat similar to the first time, and it also entered North Street from the end, and the further he walked, the more Liu Feng felt uncomfortable.

"What's in there? Why does it make me feel uncomfortable? ”

Liu Feng felt very strange, there was probably only one thing that could make him feel uncomfortable as a zombie: the most masculine and the most rigid qi!

But he had looked at all the houses on North Street, and there was no such thing at all.

"Is there a basement?"

But if there really is a basement and there is such a thing as the sun, then wouldn't the corpses in every house be affected?

What's more, there have been countless zombies in the last room......

However, this time, with the help of the Money Sword, the truth should be known soon, right?

The money sword led Liu Feng to the center of North Street.

The entire North Street can be seen as a regular rectangle, and Liu Feng is now standing at the intersection of the two diagonals, slightly offset.

And the money sword floats directly above the intersection point!

"Is there anything here?"

Liu Feng glanced directly below the money sword, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Suddenly, the money sword shone brightly, like a bullet shooting straight downward.

Bang!

Tiny rocks burst out.

However, Liu Feng didn't care about the problem of the stones, and what shocked him was that the moment the money sword was inserted into the ground, the surrounding scene actually changed.

On the ground, countless black lines emanated from the center of the money sword in all directions, changing the structure of the entire environment.

Liu Feng glanced around, only to see darkness.

This place, he is very familiar!

The first time he came to North Street, he was bombarded by countless shells in this environment, and it was also in this environment that he lost his mind for the first time.

"You need to be here all the time?"

Liu Feng glanced down at the money sword and asked.

The hilt of the money sword shook back and forth, as if nodding.

"Hmm."

Liu Feng replied and began to walk in the darkness.

This is not an illusion made of evil energy, so for him he can't feel anything in the darkness at all, he is really groping his way forward.

Da! Da! Da!

Only Liu Feng's footsteps could be heard in the whole world.

Suddenly!

A cyan flame lit up in front of him, like a ghostly fire that appeared in the graveyard in the middle of the night.

Liu Feng stopped, and the cyan flames were reflected in his pupils, which were a little white.

The next moment, one cyan flame after another burned, one after the other.

Liu Feng had lost count of how many flames appeared, and the neatly arranged flames were like an army standing neatly, giving people a sense of solemnity.

When the last flame appeared, the flames gradually turned into human form, like a ghost soldier with cyan flames burning on his body.

Liu Feng stepped forward and looked at these people, and found that these people had yellow hair, high noses and green eyes.

"It's ...... The Red Hairers? ”

Thinking back to the size of the various dead bodies I saw in various houses, it seems that it really doesn't fit the figure of the Chinese people of this era.

"So the dead people on the whole street are actually red-haired soldiers? They put together a red-haired army trapped on North Street? ”

Liu Feng suddenly understood.

When a soldier dies, he transforms into a soldier's spirit, which has its own masculinity, which is different from ordinary souls.

If such a large number of soldier spirits are collected together, and the masculinity in them is borrowed to do something wrong......

"So the so-called black gas that envelops North Street is actually the breath of the soldier's soul? No wonder I can't see it! ”

The yin energy is visible, but the yang energy is ethereal, including the aura emanating from the soldier's soul.

But here's the problem...... Why can Liu Qing see it?

Could it be that she also has yang energy in her?

"No, theoretically, the people of the space-time supervision team are also soldiers, so I should be able to see it, but ......"

Liu Feng was a little stunned.

However, before he could figure out the problem, the red-haired army on the opposite side actually walked towards him.

It is obviously a soul body, but the footsteps are extremely heavy and shocking.

“*~@%#”

A red-haired soldier stepped forward and muttered to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng: "??? ”

"We ...... Hope you ...... Help us ...... Extrication! ”

A smell of Arctic Chinese came out of the soldier's mouth.

"Helping you get free? You mean, you want me to take you off North Street? ”

"Yes...... ......"

"What can you give me?"

No interest is not a deal, do you want me Liu Feng to help do things?

Yes, just give money!

"Here you go...... Wealth! ”

"How much?"

"Countless...... Rare Treasures ......"

"You have so many things? Where did it come from? ”

"In ...... This piece ...... Land on ...... Snatched ......"

Liu Feng was silent.

I recalled the history lesson I learned back then, and a classic line from a movie:

"As the saying goes, the ten-mile ocean field is burning, millions of brothers are cut off red hair, and the boxing method is thousands ......."

The red-haired army at this time is not a good thing!

Burning, killing, looting, the evil things they did seemed to be covered up by something that happened later.

But history, after all, someone will remember!

Liu Feng raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"Helping you get free? Of course...... And it will help you get free...... Very thoroughly! ”