The motorcycle was running in the underworld without any people and trees, and the black skeleton fell on my shoulder, and I laughed and said: "Cool, the brains of people are really good now, this car is strong enough!" ”

The wind blew in the face, carrying a dust that was several meters high, the roar of the engine was deafening, and the tires rubbed against the ground and dragged a long trajectory.

"Go southeast, yes, that's the direction. The terrain of the damn underworld has changed too much, and I have to take a good look at the road. ”

The black skeleton hasn't come out of the underground ghost town for hundreds of years, and it's normal that he doesn't know the way, and he barely finds the direction and has to change direction after driving for a while. The speed of the motorcycle, which was expected to run longer, gradually slowed down, and after less than a day of driving, the car ran out of gas and leaned against the side of the road.

I got out of the car and looked around, it was already far away from the previous ghost market, and the specific distance was estimated to be hundreds of kilometers, after all, the motorcycle ran out of gas. But it seems that there is still a long way to go from the hiding place that the Black Skull said!

"It's out of gas, it's fucking up, my ass hurts when I open it."

The fat man got out of the car and touched his ass and shouted bitterly.

"Me too, I'm panicked, I really can't open it often, I really can't stand it. Where do we go next? ”

Luo Qiong also shouted.

The black skeleton looked around, then pointed to the south and said, "Go over there, do you see that black mountain that protrudes on the horizon in the distance?" Do you see the tall one? ”

Looking in the direction of its hand, there did seem to be such a huge black shadow on the distant horizon, but it did not seem to be far away, but in the underworld, especially in such an empty realm, I estimated that it would take me five or six days to walk.

"Let's go, go to the mountain, and when we get there, we'll be in hiding."

The black skeleton greeted us, and we began to move, Luo Qiong walked last, looking back from time to time, and I asked strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, it always felt like something was following us. Probably my delusion......"

Luo Qiong's feeling has always been very accurate, this comes from the jungle where he lives and the demon method he cultivates, I frowned, and shouted: "I think it's better to find a place to rest today, after all, it's been a day's journey." ”

The three ghosts didn't have to sleep, so they let them out of the wind, and we lit a fire on the leather cushions of our motorcycles, and the black smoke drifted into the sky, and we sat around the fire, feeling some solace.

"Tired panic."

The fat man took a bite of jerky and muttered. Sometimes, because I wear a mask on my face, I can't hear clearly.

"Sleep, I'm on my way tomorrow."

I squinted my eyes and leaned against the stone.

"Brother Shan, have you thought about it, what should we do next? Is it to continue to escape? I guess it's okay to escape, anyway, they can't catch me, let's hang around in the underworld for a month, haha. ”

Luo Qiong, this kid, is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, but to be honest, I haven't thought about what to do next, is it to hand over this ghost mother and son? But if it is handed over, let alone the big one, the small one will definitely not be able to keep it. Yizha was going to kill this child, and now he won't stay. But if we don't hand it over, this business can't be done, and the contract between me and Mr. Tang will be broken at that time, and now we are in a dilemma.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and the water is a natural ......"

The fat man crossed Erlang's legs and forced him to laugh, and I laughed bitterly next to me and shouted, "Okay, don't drag that bit of ink in your stomach, go to sleep." ”

It was quiet, and I could hear the crackling sound of the cracked leather cushion in the fire, and I could still feel the unusual flow of breath around me with my eyes closed. The ghosts that floated around me were like gray shadows passing by before my eyes, and I could hear the low cry of the wind with my eyes closed.

This is the underworld, and these voices come from the wandering souls.

I still remember everything I experienced on the night of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Conference five years ago, especially the nightmarish image, as if I saw another self, the crying of the child, the burned house and the helpless expression, as if it could never be dispelled from my mind.

But, since then, since the crape myrtle starlight shone on me, there have been no similar auditory hallucinations and terrible dreams, as if that night was the end, and everything was healed without medicine.

However, I didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but my heart was full of doubts, why did I hallucinate? Why are hallucinations still not the same? Why is it that I have never had anything strange in my life for the past twenty years, but twenty years later it suddenly exploded like a volcanic eruption? Why do I have the feeling of seeing myself when I see that little boy who looks like me in my nightmare? Why! Too many whys! But they all became unanswered questions, sinking in the boundless ocean.

"Hey, hey......"

I heard a voice in my ear, and I snapped my eyes open to see the black skeleton floating in front of me staring at me.

"Don't stick to me so closely, you want to eat me!"

I sat up with a frown and said.

"Hmph, I haven't forgotten what your kid explained, there are indeed heels, and there is more than one, hiding behind the big rock diagonally behind, it should be either a living person or a ghost. What are you going to do? ”

I didn't move, but after thinking for a moment, I said, "You watch here, I'll go around from behind and take a look." ”

"Hehe, I won't stop you if you want to go over, but I want to remind you, don't kill ghosts in the underworld, this is the same as killing people in the official mansion in the yang, and you may be wanted in the end."

There must be something else in it, I guess it's because the little ghost in the stalking shouldn't be a lonely ghost, it's probably a ghost.

"Got it."

I nodded, wrapped my belt, and secretly walked over to the other side, surrounded by a lot of wind and sand, just as a cover for me, and took advantage of the wind and sand to go around from behind, my palm turned slightly, and the wind and sand swirled with me. Slowly approaching, I could see several short figures hiding behind the rocks, and I didn't show up immediately, but crouched down to observe.

These little ghosts don't look tall, and they look normal, and the so-called normal means that they don't kill people when they see people like those crazy ghosts, and they fight when they see ghosts. At this moment, a gust of wind blew through the clothes of one of the imps, lifting the clothes of this imp, revealing an iron fork stuck in the back of the imp's waist.

"Ghost Fork!"

My heart moved, it seems that I really guessed the words of the black skeleton. The people who came to keep an eye on him were all ghosts, so it seemed that they should be sent by Moyang. This is difficult to do, if it is an ordinary ghost and wild ghost, I will raise my hand to destroy it, but the ghost difference really can't mess around, and the consequences of destroying the ghost difference are equivalent to fighting against the entire underworld, Lao Tzu still wants to live a few more years, but he doesn't want to find death.

But just let them keep an eye on them, and sooner or later their hideouts will be discovered, so you can only try to trap them and move them.

The palm of his hand turned over, and the wind and sand around him slowly drifted towards a few ghosts, and he took out a few spirit runes from his arms, and it was impossible to trap these ghosts simply by the wall, after all, ghosts are also ghosts, and it is not difficult to cross the river through the wall, but if you can paste the spirit runes on the wall, it will be two words.

Wind and sand together, several ghosts immediately felt that something was wrong, looked back and forth, and I took the opportunity to rush up, pressed my palms on the ground, and then raised my hands high, and the surrounding walls rose from the ground, turning into a huge wall to surround several ghosts in the middle.

A few ghosts muttered and shouted, I didn't understand the life they were talking about anyway, and hurriedly pasted the spirit rune in their hands on the wall, and several ghosts who tried to pass through the wall were immediately blocked back.

"I'm sorry guys, I don't mean to offend, you stay inside for a while."

I took a few steps back, but when I turned around, I saw a black whirlwind in front of me spin strangely, and gradually a figure appeared.

The short Mo Yang walked out of the whirlwind, still the same as before, holding a ghost fork in his hand, and said with a cold smile after seeing me: "Ba Xiaoshan, I haven't seen you for five years." ”

My heart tightened, I didn't expect to miss the most important thing!