It's an extremely weird feeling, so weird that I don't even know how to describe it.

The outside of the piercing ear is like an invisible diaphragm, isolating the sound and making people feel quiet from the inside.

The aura of danger, condensed in the depths of the heart, comes from all directions.

"Do you sense something is wrong?" I asked Qin Shiyue.

Qin Shiyue's pretty brows furrowed slightly, and she muttered, "I can feel that something is wrong, but I can't say anything is wrong." ”

"Chongyang, Chongyang."

Standing on the side and looking at the back, Da Haru, his eyes widened, and he looked behind him as if he had seen a ghost.

In the rear, something happened.

The whole body, subconsciously tensed, except for Da Chun, all of us subconsciously turned our heads to look back.

The door is gone.

I rubbed my eyes, pretty sure we had just walked out the door. It's really gone.

Not only the door, but also the house where the door was loaded is gone.

There was nothing behind him, only a barren sky.

A group of people, as if they appeared out of thin air.

How so?

How do you leave without a door?

Come back to your senses. I walked forward quickly, trying to make sure that my vision was affected by the Qimen Escape Formation again, and the door that left here did exist, but I couldn't see it with my eyes.

Da Chun and Qi Ruo followed me and didn't follow my footsteps. I want to test the door hidden in the shadows.

No, nothing.

A wasteland is a wasteland, and the eye doesn't see the door, but the door is really gone.

"Don't waste your efforts."

Qiao Xin spoke, I looked at her and asked, "Where's the door?" How can we get out without a door? ”

In his tone, he couldn't help but be impatient.

At this moment, the panic in my heart made me regret it, regretting entering the mountain ghost town.

In the mountain ghost city, there are many dangers, and nine deaths and one life.

If I don't enter the mountain ghost town, I still have three months to live, and Da Chun and the others can live for a long time.

But now, all of us could die here.

"This place, if I'm not mistaken, is not on the same level as the space we are in, and you should have heard of it in another dimension."

Heterospace?

Qi Ruo interjected and explained: "The space we normally live in is called three-dimensional space, with an origin as the center, there is length, width and height, and it is rumored that there is also a four-dimensional space, which is also called a different space. ”

The scene was quiet, and I heard the word "alien space" for the first time.

This space can be hidden in the mountain ghost city, perhaps, it is really a different space.

"Then how can I get out?" I'm not in the mood to explore what's so special about the different spaces, I just want to find the exit

Qi Ruo was about to open his mouth to speak, but Qiao Xin took the lead in interjecting: "What are you busy with?" If you can live, you can find a way to go again, and now you don't know if you can live, even if the door is still there, what is the use? ”

Hit the nail on the head.

I gave up struggling, knowing that Qiao Xin was right, if I didn't die, even if the door to enter here was still here, it would be useless.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling, I shifted my attention to the complex ahead.

The invisible crisis lurks in many houses.

Each took out their self-defense weapons, and the zombie Li Rulong took the lead, walking along the road leading to the temple on the top of the mountain.

The blood moon seemed to be inside the temple on the top of the mountain, and when it faced the direction of the hall, the light of the jade pendant flickered to increase in weight.

The surrounding houses are old, and many of them have collapsed.

If you enter from somewhere else, you will probably think that it is an uninhabited deserted village.

"Back off."

Qiao Xin drank lowly, and as soon as I reacted, my scalp subconsciously tingled, and at the same time took a step back.

A sharp wooden thorn. It came out of the ground and clung to my nose, buzzing and shaking.

Slow down for a second, and I'll be impaled by wood into a human gourd.

Qiao Xin reminded in time, no one was injured.

Killing traps.

It took us three or four minutes of rest before we came to our senses.

Looking at the sharp wooden thorns emerging from the ground, I knew I was wrong.

At first, the danger lurking around me made me think that the house was hiding a yin spirit, or other monsters that I had never seen before.

Obviously, the crisis is not a shadow, but a mechanism.

The mechanism made me feel a real life-and-death crisis.

The people standing here, except for Da Chun and Zhou Yunting, can deal with the yin matter.

But against the organs, all of them are laymen.

What's worse is that the agency doesn't know where it is lurking, and it may pop up at any time.

As soon as it comes out, it's a killer move.

If we can't avoid it, we may be lying on the ground as a dead body in an instant.

The pace of progress has become very difficult.

Under the soil, it is like a mine is buried, so it is easy for us to move a single step.

"Go."

Qiao Xin's hand moved, and Li Rulong rushed forward suddenly. The wooden thorns blocking the road broke violently under the impact of Li Rulong, who was in the body of a zombie.

"Boom."

Li Rulong had not gone far beyond the wooden thorn mechanism, and the ground exploded, and the surging black mist immediately submerged Li Rulong.

"What!"

The black fog dispersed, looking at the changed Li Rulong, I was glad that there was a pathfinder. If it were us, we would probably all be corpses.

The black mist contains extremely corrosive poison.

Li Rulong's clothes were corroded by the poison and turned into ashes, and the skin on his body was dissolved by the poison, becoming a skinless corpse. The blood is whirring, and it is very scary.

It's also that zombies can't feel pain, and if they are living people, it's hard to imagine what they will be corroded into.

Organs, very dense.

"Don't waste your energy."

I stopped Qiao Xin, who was about to continue to drive Li Rulong forward, "This way." There are many organs, and there is no need to waste them. ”

Li Rulong, who doesn't know pain, is indeed the best pathfinder, but it doesn't mean that Li Rulong won't die if he dies once.

Wooden thorns, poisonous mist. It is unimaginable what the mechanism will be next time, Li Rulong obviously can't hold on to the end.

Zombie Li Rulong is now our biggest combat power, and it is really a waste to use it to explore the way and destroy it.

The tree died. People move to live.

There is not only one way to the temple at the top of the mountain, and if you don't go on the main road, you can take another way.

The mud room on both sides seemed to be about the same, and I walked to the mud room on the right with my feelings.

There are windows in the front and back of the mud room, which can open a road.

"Chongyang."

It's only been two steps away. Behind him came the sound of Da Chun trembling again.

I don't know if it's psychological, or what, as soon as I hear Da Chun's voice trembling when I call me, I know that something is wrong again.

Turning my head, I subconsciously rubbed my eyes again.

That's right.

Not far away, there was another change, and it almost pierced me into the wooden thorns of a human gourd. and the deep pit where the ground exploded and released a poisonous mist, and it was gone.

The ground returned to its previous appearance, the wooden thorns looked like they hadn't appeared, and the poisonous mist didn't seem to have appeared.

If it weren't for Li Rulong, who was standing next to Qiao Xin, who was still bleeding, I would have even thought that everything that happened just now was just an illusion brought about by an invisible influence.

Weird Place.

The whole place. It's full of weirdness.

As for the trap, I can restore it.

This scene solved the deep doubts in my heart.

When I found out that the mechanism existed, I thought, didn't Patriarch Chaoyang enter this place a hundred years ago? Otherwise, when you enter this place, the mechanism is touched, how can you lose the slightest trace?

It turns out that this place can be restored automatically.

Not only will the mechanism be restored, but the ground can also absorb blood, and Li Rulong will not be able to see a drop of the liquid that has been corroded by the poisonous mist and dripped on the ground.

Step by step crisis.

Tightening the keel dagger, I calmed down and led the way to the mud hut on the right.

Qin Shiyue stopped me. Look at Qiao Xin.

There are hidden dangers everywhere, and there may be crises in the mud hut, Li Rulong entered again, circled around the courtyard, and only after making sure that there was no danger, I took the lead to enter.

this place. Once upon a time, there were indeed people who lived, because there were many living utensils in the courtyard.

In the past I don't know how many years, the utensils are still very well preserved, unlike some things excavated in ancient tombs, which shatter at the slightest touch.

Push open the door.

Walk inside. Looking at the bowl on the table, my scalp suddenly went numb.

Inside the bowl, there is a meal.

The food is not terrible, what is terrible is the food in the bowl, as if it has just come out of the pot for a long time, and it is still very fresh.

Take a long breath. You can even smell the food.

There is no need to speculate too much to know that the alien space and the mountain ghost city exist at the same time, according to the news given by Qin Shiyue and others, the mountain ghost city has existed for at least five hundred years.

The mountain ghost city has existed for 500 years, but isn't the heterogeneous space also 500 years?

The food in the bowl is the food that lived here 500 years ago?

In five hundred years, even metal has long since decayed into the earth, let alone food that can easily spoil.

Looking at the food in the bowl, a terrifying guess appeared in my mind.

Isn't it, just give it a try.

Bang.

I smashed a bowl on the table, and the earthen bowl shattered.

Time passed slowly, and I stared at the shattered earthen bowl on the ground.

A minute later, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Going back in time, the fragments of the earthen bowl automatically returned to the breaking point, closed together, and returned to the dining table on their own.

Terror.

I swallowed my dry throat and said, "Did you see that?" Time seems to have been frozen in this place. Cannot be destroyed. ”

Rear, did not respond.

Bad feelings breed in my heart, and my arms are numb and weak due to nervousness.

My neck, like a robot, struggled to turn little by little.

It's gone.

Da Chun is gone. Qin Shiyue is gone, and Qi Ruo is gone.

No one is gone.

The entire house was empty, and there was no trace of Da Chun and the others.

It seems that I am the only one in the mud hut.

Fear was so thick that I fell to the ground.

At this moment, I just want to know, is everything that has been experienced, real? Or is it an illusion?

If it's an illusion, then there's a chance to wake up.

But if it's true, it's a little scary.

There is also an inexplicable force that can disperse us silently.

I expected the former, but no matter how much I waited, nothing changed around me.

Looking at the keel dagger in my hand, I gritted my teeth and stabbed the tip of the knife in my arm.

Stab?

Not stinging?

I was hesitant.

Fantasy, stinging to the extreme, will wake up naturally, this is a method of solving illusions in "Heavenly Dao Divine Calculation", but there is also a danger, that is, the illusion is too deep, deep in it, and people may still be in the illusion when they die.

I know that if all this I am experiencing at this moment is not an illusion, then the damage I have caused to myself is likely to become the source of my life on the subsequent road.

There are many types of horror.

The real horror is uncertainty.

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