The Yellow River is surging, with yellow turbidity rushing water.

The night is quiet.

Suddenly, a figure ran from far and near, ran out of the mountains and forests, and quickly ran towards the bank of the Yellow River. I saw that the world behind the figure was chasing him to collapse and collapse.

The figure is getting closer and closer, and it is square.

Fang Zheng felt that he was a thief at this time, as if he had found the excitement of running a drug circle, and if he slowed down, he would be killed by the drug circle chasing behind him.

That poisonous circle is naturally a collapsing spiritual world.

"Mr. Fu, Li Surabaya's memory world is about to collapse, you would never have imagined who I met in Li Surabaya's memory world just now... I came across... Uh, leek, leek four, why are you here?!"

Fang Zheng braked suddenly, and looked at the woman in white who was standing with Mr. Fu with a ghostly expression, as if she was getting together with old friends and talking, and subconsciously blurted out Leek No. 4.

Leek No. 4?

！！

Mr. Fuku: "......"

Woman in White: "......"

I don't know if it's an illusion of Fangzheng, when the figure of the woman in white disappeared into the Yellow River, she seemed to look back at herself?!

Fang Zheng cautiously approached Mr. Fu and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Fu, does that one know you?"

This time, Fang Zheng didn't call Leek No. 4, and asked Mr. Fu cautiously.

"That's a senior. Mr. Fu glanced at Fangzheng.

Hiss, gasp.

"Mr. Fu, Leek No. 4, no, it's this white senior... What is the predecessor method?"

Dressed in white and white pants, dressed in white from beginning to end, isn't it a white senior?!

"There are nine daily envoys in the country, and she is the most likely to become the tenth day envoy. Mr. Fu did not elaborate, perhaps for confidentiality or other reasons, but only mentioned it sideways.

As soon as Mr. Fu finished speaking, Fang Zheng suddenly became quiet, no longer making a sound, the human eyes looked at the nose, the nose looked at the heart, and sat honestly on the boat.

The most promising breakthrough of the 10th day of the tour,

Isn't that the number one master under the day tour envoy, and even the night tour envoy is not enough to see?

Founder this is not cowardice,

It's called heart.

He wasn't afraid of Leek Four, Fang Zheng kept telling himself that in his heart.

Mr. Fu looked at Fang Zheng, who was sitting in a serious position, but he didn't make up the knife on Fang Zheng's body, he stretched out the boat, and just broke away from the collapsed memory world of Li Surabaya, while explaining why the woman in white appeared in Li Surabaya's spiritual world of the dead.

"She lives in the Yellow River area and is responsible for keeping the Yellow River valley safe, so this time she is in charge of secretly protecting your safety. Have you always wondered why there are only five people who have entered the spiritual world of the deceased in Surabaya? ”

Fang Zheng still sat motionless.

I'm serious.

I'm serious about faces.

It wasn't until he left the Yellow River Basin and successfully walked out of the estuary of the Yellow River that Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and relievedness.

However, when I passed through Luoshen Township again, I couldn't help but take a few more looks, but unfortunately there was a dense fog with very low visibility floating on the river, and I couldn't see the scenery in Luoshen Township.

When he got out of the mouth of the Yellow River, Fang Zheng stood up again, and glanced at the direction of the Yellow River behind him with some regret.

Because of the sudden acceleration of the contraction of the drug circle, in order to get out of the drug circle as soon as possible, several people have not yet asked for a > with Leek No. 123 Otherwise, he will be able to expand his [Chinese and foreign exchange group of socialist core values], which will be his network of contacts in his peers in the future.

At the same time, Fang Zheng looked at the Yellow River behind him, and he always had a question in his heart, Li Sishui is dead, who made that online post?

Is it a forum ghost post posted by Li Surabaya after his death?

Or is it... Someone is posting pretending to be Li Surabaya, and that candidate, Fang Zheng already has a preliminary suspicion, and he suspects that Huang Jian'an is not dead.

Because when he walked out of the ghost cover, he didn't see Huang Jian'an's body, maybe he didn't notice Huang Jian'an's body, or maybe Huang Jian'an was still alive......

Along the way, Fang Zheng was very quiet, and he was not in a hurry to talk to Mr. Fu about the experience of the Yellow River Ancient Village, he did not forget one of the taboos of walking in the yin, keep quiet, and avoid making loud noises.

Fang Zheng planned to report the situation carefully to Mr. Fu after leaving the spiritual world of the deceased.

The two of them were in a boat, supporting a small boat, and after walking a distance, the pair of uncles and nephews who fished the corpses of the Yellow River were gone, and after a period of time, the small boat entered the steel giant ship cemetery again.

Giant ships of steel, with historical decay and decay, collapsed in this strange battlefield.

Whoa... The boat in Mr. Fuku's hand gently slid the water, and the small boat slowly sailed through the wreckage of the steel giant ships that were broken or cocked into the sky, and the splinters of wooden planks left by the previous arrival were still floating on the water.

Suddenly!

Poof, there was the sound of diving in the dense fog behind him, and then there was a clatter, the sound of heavy iron chains sliding and rubbing against the hull, and in the dense fog, an anchor chain was rapidly approaching the boat at an inclined angle.

Something seemed to be approaching rapidly beneath the water's surface.

Seeing that the things under the water were getting closer and closer, and they were about to catch up with the boat from behind, and when they were about to come out, suddenly, a long sampan fragment of several people stabbed the things under the water directly.

Grunt, grunt, a string of bubbles spit out under the water, as if choked on the water by this sudden stab.

Something under the water had to come up again, and it was stabbed with a stick again.

Rise again, poke again, gurgling strings of bubbles......

Mr. Fu heard the movement behind him, turned his head with doubts, and saw that Fang Zheng behind him had a long wooden strip in his hand, which looked like a fragment of the hull plank floating on the water... At this time, Fang Zhengzheng was playing a lot, stabbing the two-faced corpse souls chasing behind him into the water again and again.

The corpse soul has lost all its face at this moment.

was stabbed under the water by Fang Zheng again and again, and he only felt extremely aggrieved.

How is this guy different from the first time, this is completely out of common sense.

Mr. Fuku: "......"

Mr. Fu was also speechless, looking at Fang Zheng, who was getting more and more excited the more he stabbed, and subconsciously accelerated the movements in his hands.

The ship soon left the range of the corpse soul, leaving only the aggrieved corpse soul underwater.

It was very calm all the way, until, when he saw the Lingyin Temple standing on the white bones again, Fang Zheng knew that he had finally returned to the province where his hometown was located.

He saw the old monk again.

When he came back, the temple had been built, and the old monk was cutting the flesh at this moment, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood, the two legs and the left arm were dripping with blood, and only the white bones remained, but the knife in the old monk's hand still did not stop, and began to cut the flesh on his body......

"Is this old monk committing suicide?"