On the other side of the town...

It's a big fog!

Yang Yuebing, the fat man, and Zhihua looked up together, and a heavy depression permeated their bodies.

This is another small town, similar to the terrifying towns in the world of the Blood Curse, with all the people wiped out, a heavy loneliness in every corner, and a thick fog that makes you completely unable to distinguish your direction.

The fog was terrifying, so thick that it was almost impossible to see the companion in front of him.

"It's so quiet, is this also a ghost town?" The fat man shook a little.

"No, there are no ghosts here, oh no, there are no ghosts other than my own ghosts." Zhihua glanced at Bi Lian, who was exploring the path alone in the sky, and said.

Chirping!

A door next to it was opened, and in the thick fog, Yang Yuebing walked into one of the rooms, the houses were all low, and they were designed in a pure European town, there was a stove in it, and a few slices of bread, just like a normal ordinary family, but there were no people.

"It's really strange, there are several like this, where have the people gone?" Yang Yuebing was puzzled.

"Maybe no one has been arranged, this is the world of blood curses, nothing is strange." The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're thinking too much!"

Zhihua shook his head and said: "As far as Ben Lori knows, all the scenes designed by the blood spell system are reasonable and logical, and it is absolutely impossible to design a scene where there is no one at all but there are traces of life, and the situation in this house shows that someone must have lived in it before." ”

"Is that so..."

The fat man pondered for a while, looked at the dark book in Yang Yuebing's hand, and suddenly understood: "Sister Bing's ability is to retreat ghosts, plus the powerful ghosts of Yang God are here, could it be that because of this, those evil ghosts dare not come out?" ”

Zhihua shook his head and said, "Do you think that ghosts are as timid as you, even if they can't move us for the time being, they will wait for the opportunity, then they will be angry here, do you see that there are ghosts here?" ”

"That's weird."

The fat man looked at Zhihua and said, "Hey, little Lori, aren't you very powerful, draw a look at the future?" ”

"Uh-huh, alright."

Zhihua nodded cutely, then picked up the drawing board and began to draw, and after a while, the painting was completed, turned the painting over, and said, "That's it." ”

"What is this?"

The fat man is a bit of a fan.

This painting is a lot of messy lines, like a chaotic telephone pole, and like a child's graffiti, I can't understand what it is, but there is a gloomy sense of indescribability, which makes people quite depressed when they look at it, and they feel disappointed in life all of a sudden.

"It's a bit like '1948 Work No. 5,' the world's most famous painting that sold for $140 million." Yang Yuebing pointed her finger at her chin and said.

"140 million world famous paintings?"

The fat man looked at this ghostly painting and suddenly felt that he had entered the wrong industry, if he didn't become a fat man and became a painter, maybe he would be richer than Boss Ma now.

"What is the meaning of this painting?" Yang Yuebing asked urgently.

"Uh..."

The Lori painter thought for a while, narrowed his eyes, and said, "I don't know, I'm scribbling!" ”

"I'm dizzy~~!" All of them almost fell.

"Little sister, can you be serious, now is a time of crisis." Fat people are going crazy.

"Don't blame her, she can't draw either, because we may be in a fantasy land." Yang Yuebing looked outside thoughtfully.

"Illusion?"

"Yes, the illusion realm is higher than the level of the dream, and if the hallucinogenic thing is a powerful ghost, a C-level can trap the B-level, so it will be very troublesome to catch its path."

"You mean there's a hysteria that has set up a phantom trap and brought us in?"

"Quite possibly."

Yang Yuebing sighed and said, "I originally thought that with Qin Yang's powerful ghosts and Zhihua's prediction, there was no need to be afraid of the attack of ghosts, but now it's good, they don't attack, they will be trapped directly." ”

"Ah~~, so we don't just..."

The fat man yelled out in fright, but in a blink of an eye, he seemed to figure it out again, and said: "No, it's nothing to trap us, with the eldest cousin and Xiao Yan's irritable brother, there's nothing to be afraid of." ”

It seems that this is the case, the eldest cousin is an A-level power ghost, plus a group of helpers, he may not be afraid of Wang Yangming.

But this is what makes Yang Yuebing uneasy.

Looking outside, although it was still foggy, the bank was not far from them, they went inside to get the money, and then waited two days before they could go home safely, after all, the blood curse had to be teleported, and the illusion couldn't be stopped.

It's too simple, how could the Blood Spell have such a simple task arranged?

It can't be that simple.

So there will definitely be obstacles in the most important places, such as money.

It is estimated that there are two reasons why they can't get the money, first, there is no money in the bank, and second, they can't go to the bank.

The first reason was quickly overturned.

Yang Yuebing found a note on the table next to her: "Dear George, your father sent money back again, I have already asked your sister Page to send the money to the bank, as long as she is not a pig, she should be back, but she is really a pig, she said that there are too many people in the bank, she can't line her, I'm angry, I'm going to find her, and I must fill the money in the bank, you obediently jump into the mud pit at home------ love your mother." ”

After reading this note, everyone was silent for a while.

The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched: "This blood curse is too skinny!" ”

"Well, leave that alone, some of the information above is useful to us."

Yang Yuebing said: "First, they sent the money to the bank, and second, there were too many people who sent the money to send it. Judging from these two sentences, the bank is rich, but it is very strange, why do they give the money to the bank? ”

"yes, they don't look like very rich people, why would they think of giving money to the bank, and it seems that they are not the only ones who do this." The fat man touched his chin and said.

This is really strange enough, and a few people don't have a clue for a while.

"Forget it, no matter what, we also want to earn enough 10 million, now from the prediction painting of Zhihua and the farmer information in this town, it can be determined that the bank does have money, and the thing to do now is to go to the bank, I hope not to meet the ghost hitting the wall!"

"Try it." Chika shrugged.

At this time, I am afraid that the ghost will hit the wall, after all, the heart demon yang god only controls the mind, which is completely different from the hysteria that attacks the spirit, if there is a high-level hysteria among them, then there will be no problem.

"Little A, how's it going?"

At this time, Xiao A flew back after reconnaissance, and Yang Yuebing hurriedly asked.

"I explored the road and found that it was impossible to get out of the wall on the outside, but there was nothing dirty inside, except for the fog, it was all real scenes." Bi Lian replied.

"So you can get to the bank?" The fat man is overjoyed.

"Yes, yes, but... It's kind of weird. ”

"Weird?"

"Well, have you ever seen a queue to deliver money to the bank, it's all over there."

Bi Lian's expression was a little complicated.