After all, I am writing, and I am writing horrors that are close to reality. This requires a large collection of writing topics. I believe that if it weren't for Yang Xiaoqi's encounter with Yang Xiaoqi, if it weren't for the story Yang Xiaoqi told me about the ghost mark code, it would have been difficult for me to write the book 'Necromantic Files' with my own imagination alone.

Therefore, since I met Yang Xiaoqi, I have never lacked passion around me, to be precise, I have never lacked passion for creation.

At first, I just put the story that Yang Xiaoqi told me into words, and told it to more people by means of storytelling. At first, the protagonist of the story was a policeman named 'Yang Xiaoqi'. This is me who has moved the heat I know into the middle of it. Later, the story came to an abrupt end at the 131 Hotel, and I explained the specific reason at the beginning of the second part.

The editor urged me to write the rest of the story, but I lost contact with Yang Xiaoqi during that time. Helplessly, in order to write a better story, I stopped writing and went to Qingyang Town, which Yang Xiaoqi said, to find inspiration for writing. However, I didn't expect to be personally involved in the whole thing anyway.

In any case, I would never have thought that I would know the characters in my book because of this decision. This is lucky for an author, but terrifying for an ordinary person.

And, it was because of this decision that I met Ali, a very good peasant woman, who died in the underwater city for me.

Yang Xiaoqi and Feijing In order to prevent the Nine Great Families from resurrecting 'that person', it can be said that they have exhausted all the tricks in the undersea city, and I believe that the whole plan must be much more complicated than what I have seen. But that's not the point. The point is that Yang Xiaoqi has succeeded, their plan that they have been fighting for has succeeded, and everything is over.

Everything about the Ghost Mark Code is over.

Is it really over?

No!

When I came back from Underwater City, I thought the whole thing was over, and I thought the dust had settled. The rest is that Yang Xiaoqi needs to tell me about Geng Yan's illness and the story behind, and then I will arrange Geng Yan's status as the heroine in the book, but before I can write it down, to be exact, I haven't waited for Yang Xiaoqi to have a good chat, and something suddenly happened.

I received more than thirty strange photos. All the photos were mailed by the same person, signed by the Yellow River Ghost Cliff.

Yang Xiaoqi and I have experienced a lot together, and the two of us finally came to this place called 'Yellow River Ghost Cliff' with great difficulty, and we wanted to find some clues. I didn't expect to meet Feijing and them here again.

I suddenly had the illusion that it seemed inevitable that I and Feijing would be able to come here, and it was a doomed thing.

Feijing said that their team entered Yinyang Island in several batches, and he was on the last team.

We encountered a terrifying and abnormal Yin soldier in the village of Baluo, and then set off overnight for Yin Yang Island on the Yellow River. But we didn't expect to encounter an accident at the Cliff of the Dead, we found the bodies of fifty-nine people, and the horror is that these people were all in the front team.

Here I know that Ayumi and Feijing have been hiding something from me and Yang Xiaoqi. It's not that you can't say it, but you don't dare, because danger has always lurked in the ranks. They had to be on their guard, they had to be careful.

In the end, we discussed it for a long time and decided to go to Yinyang Island for the time being, after all, the final destination is somewhere on Yinyang Island, and there should be new developments after arriving on the island. At the very least, we can take the opportunity of 'he' to find out who the 'he' behind it is.

We're gambling that 'he' will kill people during this time.

Such a decision is cruel, but there is no way. Because it is inferred that 'he' is most likely an organization. In other words, it is likely that there will be 'his' people in front of us as well. All we have to do is make sure we don't have any problems in our team and then we can focus on the rest.

After setting off again, when I was restless, I took out the photos I had taken along the way to look at them, but after only looking at six of them, the hairs on my body stood up with a 'brush' sound.

I brought this camera with me when I set out, and I wanted to take a few meaningful photos and go back to make a few bookmark pictures.

But the horror is that when I saw these photos, I suddenly found that the pictures I had taken were strikingly similar to the photos sent to me by the 'Yellow River Ghost Cliff'.

The scenery inside can be said to be exactly the same, as if two photographs were washed out from the same negative.

How is this possible? Again, I'm sure it's impossible to be mistaken. It's even more strange in my heart, what's going on? Could it be that the person who sent me the photo of the 'Yellow River Ghost Cliff' is also on this boat? He's been following us all the time and secretly changing the camera's memory card when I'm not looking?

I looked at the shooting time and was sure it was these days. I also knew that it was futile, because the shooting time could be changed at any time by anyone who knew a little bit about a computer.

I quickly took out those photos and compared them with the pictures in my camera, and finally came to the exact same conclusion.

At this point, I'm sure my camera is almost dropped.

But what did that person do this for? It can't be to scare me.

By all indications, I suspect that the man did not seem to have malicious intent, and that there must be some secret in what he did.

Want to tell me he's coming? This verbose method is not convincing enough, and a note is more convenient.

Intimidate me? Also unlikely. There's no need for that.

Like the photos I took? Nor can it.

Suddenly, my mind flashed. Guess this man must have something to tell me, something he wants me to know about.

Thinking of this, I put my mind away, and then carefully observed the content in the photo and the order.

Without the slightest confusion, it was strange why the man had re-sent me these pictures.

Think about it from another perspective, if it were me, why would I send it again?

Quite simply, because it's not sure if what you've sent has been received by the designated person. That's why I will post it again.

That's it.

The man was worried. I'm not the one who is worried about receiving the pictures.

So, are there two of me in his sight?

When I thought about this, I felt a deep sense of fear in my heart. Because I remember, Yang Xiaoqi told me that when they were 131, they once met someone who looked like him.

Someone is playing my part. That's why the 'Yellow River Ghost Cliff' will post the photo twice.

In this way, the focus is not on the photos, the focus is on the person who received them.

Why just show me?

I can't figure it out, and I can't figure it out.

The wind outside had stopped, and I couldn't sleep tossing and turning. Always wondering who this 'Yellow River Ghost Cliff' is? Where is he hiding on this ship?

I stood up and looked around, and no one noticed me. Slowly get up and walk carefully outside.

I decided to search the ship myself.