The "black cloak" is strong, tall and straight, and Mu Zifeng judged that he was by no means from Dongying.

There was a faint and mysterious fragrance wafting through the room, slowly penetrating through the mask and into Mu Zifeng's nostrils.

Since the "Black Cloak" asked them to sit down, why don't you sit down and see what tricks he will come up with? So Mu Zifeng sat down and secretly observed the people sitting in the front row, they were all wearing bronze helmets, and they were dressed exactly like the mountain ghosts on the Ghost Ming Gang.

"Are they receiving psychological counseling from people on stage?" Mu Zifeng scratched his hair in confusion, tightened his eyebrows, and moved his gaze to the body of the "black cloak" on the stage.

The "black cloak" saw that Mu Zifeng and Emperor Jue were already sitting upright, so he didn't say anything more. He held his breath and opened his mouth slightly, his Adam's apple scurrying up and down, as if there was an air current surging.

"Aren't you going to do it?" Mu Zifeng was dumbfounded, at a loss, he looked at Emperor Jue sitting next to him again, Emperor Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had not fallen asleep, if he did not wake up, as if he was outside the void, as if he was not a returning guest in the world.

As soon as he saw Emperor Jue start to nap, Mu Zifeng felt that there should be no danger, at least everything was under his control, because at the moment of danger, Emperor Jue's eyes would open instantly.

Not only will the eyes be opened, but the Emperor will always fly up to protect himself.

Just as his thoughts were flying, at this time, Mu Zifeng found that the "black cloak" on the stage had a new movement, an evil smile bloomed on his face, and the long scar was carved into a flesh-colored begonia by the corner of his grinning mouth.

"Something is going to happen?" Mu Zifeng's heart hung in the air, because he saw the "black cloak" straighten his legs, jump in the air, and after turning around and landing, he stepped on the strange rhythm, his mouth was half open, shaking his head, and he seemed to be immersed in his own world.

At the same time, a strange song came from Mu Zifeng's ears, the song was low but magnetic, like a gentle hand, caressing his neck, and like an otherworldly beauty, pink and eyebrows, full of laughter, whispering in Mu Zifeng's ears.

The world became blurry, and the scene in front of me swirled between heaven and earth like falling leaves, drifting away.

At this time, the sky and the earth seemed extraordinarily empty and distant, the wind was flying and rolling, and he was naked, like a newborn baby, standing in the wind.

The ground under his feet cracked one after another, Mu Zifeng hurriedly pulled his legs and ran wildly, the ground shattered into pieces, and fell towards the abyss.

After running for only a few tens of meters, Mu Zifeng suddenly fell under his feet, and his whole body was also loaded into the endless abyss.

"Ah......h

But something strange happened, time and space seemed to be frozen, and he was suspended in mid-air, unable to move.

A huge human face, from the ever-changing sky of floating clouds, flew to Mu Zifeng's eyes with a dazzling lightning.

That face was very real, and it was quite familiar, and the half-foot-long scar shook viciously on the face.

"He's not 'Black Cloak'?" Mu Zifeng cried out in a dream.

Indeed, that face looks almost exactly like the "black cape". He could immediately determine that the owner of that face was "Black Cloak".

What surprised Mu Zifeng even more was that the mouth of the "black cloak" began to squirm, and three sentences popped out:

"You're my slave, you're my slave, you're my slave!"

Those three sentences, like three iron nails, were nailed into Mu Zifeng's mind.

At this time, the valve of memory was slammed open by a nameless force.

Countless memories reproduced in his mind like a movie, and he saw himself exploring and searching in the Strange Garden, fighting corpse-bearers in the hospital, and meeting his wife in Wu's house.

What he didn't expect was that in every frame, that Mu Zifeng would bloom with an evil smile, and a sentence that shocked him floated out of the corner of his mouth:

"I am your slave".

"I'm your slave......" Mu Zifeng actually reflexively muttered to himself, but before the word "Li" could be spoken, a stream of hot air swirled in from the cochlea, stimulating the nervous system fiercely.

The stimulation of the heat made Mu Zifeng wake up like a dream, and his whole body trembled, and he saw Emperor Jue lying in his ear.

"Wear a mask." Emperor Jue said in a low voice: "There is poison in the air. ”

Mu Zifeng woke up like a dream, he found that his mask was not tightly covered, and the faint fragrance in the air penetrated into his nostrils along the gap.

Where did the fragrance come from, Mu Zifeng really didn't know, and when he looked at the people in the front row, all of them were lying on the chairs, and they should have fallen asleep deeply.

Thinking of the picture just now, Mu Zifeng suddenly understood one thing.

What psychological counseling? It is clearly hypnosis. He thought of the pitiful, slaughtered experiments in the human laboratory,

The Dongying people injected the captured people with secret medicine, which caused those people to have lesions on their bodies and turned into the appearance of mountain ghosts, naturally becoming infinitely powerful and not afraid of knives and guns.

In order to further control the spirit of the mountain ghost, they use hypnotic secret techniques to brainwash, enter the dream realm of the mountain ghost, repeatedly say spells, and those memories of the images, intersect to form new memories, making the mountain ghost think that he is their master.

Looking at the "black cloak" that was still dancing on the stage, Mu Zifeng fell into deep puzzlement again, Emperor Jue asked me to wear a mask, saying that the air is poisonous, but the air is only faintly fragrant, where does the poisonous gas come from?

Observing the furnishings in the room, the wooden table, the people wearing the "black cloak", the thick curtains, and the six candles on the table, the firelight flickered, and the shadow of the "black cloak" became even more strange and mysterious.

Sniffing the aroma gently, Mu Zifeng found that there was a burning smell in the aroma, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the candle on the table, could it be the legendary Soul Snatcher Incense Candle?

The so-called soul-snatching incense candle, Mu Zifeng is a story peeked into from the wild history, the legendary incense candle exudes a strange fragrance, which can snatch people's souls and make people lose their memories. I didn't expect Mu Zifeng to open his eyes today, and he saw the use of the Soul Snatcher Incense Candle here, which was really a fantasy scene.

Seeing that all the mountain ghosts were asleep, the "black cloak" put his hands together and said something in his mouth, and the mountain ghosts on the chair were suddenly awakened again, stood up straight, stretched out his arms and jumped to the side of the "black cloak".

"Bah, minions!" "Black Cloak" floated out in a rich northwest dialect: "Listen to it, the master asked you to go to the ghost Minggang and catch the living!" Catch the living! ”

As soon as the words fell, the mountain ghosts stared at their blood-red eyes and shouted like crazy: "Ghost Minggang, catch the living!" Ghost Minggang, catch the living! ”

At this moment, the iron door of the room was pushed open by the Dongying soldiers.

The mountain ghosts formed a column, jumped after them, and walked out of the room.

"How?" The "black cloak" came to Mu Zifeng and sneered: "Why are you here empty-handed today?" Didn't bring in any new animals? ”

Mu Zifeng was stunned, he didn't know how to answer, and thought to himself if he didn't speak, would he be a goof?

"Fine, wow, take off and sweep." Paragraphs of Dongying's words came out of Emperor Jue's mouth.

At this time, it was the "black cloak" that was stunned.

"Damn, you've been in China for so long, and you don't learn Chinese." "Black Cloak" glanced at Emperor Jue meaningfully: "What kind of bird language do you speak?" ”

Whether Emperor Jue understands Dongying or not, Mu Zifeng was puzzled, and a noisy footstep came into the room from the aisle.

"Theirs is an inner ghost, an inner ghost!" The voice was clearly a little thin man shouting.

Sure enough, the little thin man rushed to the door of the room with a few Dongying soldiers, pointing a gun at Mu Zifeng and the others.

"Black Cloak" heard the call of the dog master, and stared at Mu Zifeng's eyes.

"Who the hell do I think you are?" The "black cloak" stretched out his hand to uncover Mu Zifeng's mask.

Just when the fingers of the "black cloak" were about to touch Mu Zifeng's mask, he only heard a "bang", and one of his long legs swept to the arm of the "black cloak", and the "black cloak" ate the pain, and then raised his arm.

Juehuang took the opportunity to get under the armpit of the "black cloak", and stood up from behind him, and the index finger and thumb of his left hand were stuck in the throat of the "black cloak", as if the slightest force of his fingers could cut his throat alive.

"Get out of the way, or my brother will break his neck!" Mu Zifeng threatened in a fierce voice.

"Look...... I can't see that you still have some skills! "Black Cloak" said unconvinced: "Engaging in a sneak attack, isn't you a really good man, there is a kind of letting go of me, doing it with a real knife and a real gun?" ”

"Dreaming!" Emperor Jue ruthlessly dropped two words.

"Still out of the way? My brother's patience is measured. Mu Zifeng scolded again.

"Get out of the way...... the skinny boy commanded through gritted teeth.

The Dongying soldiers held the Type 38 rifle and aimed at Mu Zifeng's body, but they still slowly dispersed and made a way.

Mu Zifeng thought to himself, it seems that they are afraid that the "black cloak" will be harmed. It can be seen that the "black cloak" is by no means an ordinary person.

After exiting the room, Emperor Jue took the "black cloak" and retreated all the way to the big iron door in the aisle.

After carefully exiting the iron gate, Emperor Jue threw the "black cloak" into the iron gate.

The soldiers of Dongying were caught off guard, and hurried to pick up the "black cloak" that fell in mid-air, and no one paid attention to Emperor Jue and Mu Zifeng, who were about to escape.

Taking advantage of the moment, Emperor Jue pulled the iron door shut, took Mu Zifeng again, stretched his ape arms, took a few arrow steps, turned the corner, and fled towards the depths of the aisle.

There were bursts of footsteps behind them, but Juehuang and Mu Zifeng ran more quickly, and they came to the wall of the bronze secret door, and the triangular sign was impressively painted on the wall.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Zifeng opened the bronze secret door, and the two of them got into the thief hole.