Zhuge Wen's crying was like a strange wind, whining, very dull. In this environment, the sound is faint and ethereal, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Those bird-faced girls and monsters didn't leave, and they still looked at Zhuge Wen. Their gaze was like substance, piercing Zhuge Wen's skin. It doesn't cause real pain, but it is a real torture.

Zhuge Wen's forehead was against the ground, whimpering and whispering. His emotions began to crumble, and the past car accident began to take over all of his consciousness again.

“…… I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Little Sparrow...... Sorry ......"

In an instant, I saw the figures in the mountains and on the top of the mountains change.

The girls' faces were changing, and the beaks and feathers were falling off, revealing the somewhat ordinary faces of the little birds.

At the top of the mountain, the clothes of the bird monsters are torn apart, and their size has changed, and they have become real birds of prey.

The eagle's chirp is high-pitched.

They flapped their wings and disappeared into the dark sky.

The figures of the little finches began to fade and turn into nothingness.

Da, da......

Footsteps came from ahead.

As soon as I looked up, my body froze.

At the end of the road, a dark shadow appeared, and the outline of a door could be faintly seen, which was huge. The people who were walking over were dressed in black, wearing black top hats and black-rimmed glasses, and their leather shoes were all black, making rhythmic footsteps on the road.

Zhuge trembled when he heard the footsteps, and quietly raised his head.

The man in black has no shadow, he is like a light source, standing in front of Zhuge Wen, a long shadow appeared behind Zhuge Wen.

Zhuge Wen's expression was in a trance, and all those distracting thoughts disappeared. He stood up, and the shadow vanished. His appearance was the same as the ghost I had first seen, numb and hollow.

The man in black turned around and walked ahead. Zhuge Wen followed him. The two kept a fixed distance.

Da, da......

The two of them walked away, and I stood still, not daring to move.

Why haven't I woken up yet?

Zhuge Wen was going to be taken to the underworld by the ghost to reincarnate, right? Why haven't I woken up yet?

What am I going to do now?

I tried desperately to be sober, but I was still standing on the road that led to the Ghost Gate.

The shadow was expanding, and the blurred door was magnifying before my eyes.

The roads are being swallowed up.

Zhuge Wen had already walked a long distance, out of the maximum distance I could have pulled away from him. The connection between us was also severed. I'm free now.

But this is the worst-case scenario!

It's worse than what happened to me with the penis!

This is Huangquan Road, which is the ghost gate. Not to mention going to find Ye Qing, I don't even know how to return to the Yang Realm!

Finally, both Ghost Cha and Zhuge Wen disappeared into the shadows. I seemed to see a crack open in the door.

In the blink of an eye, the door already needed me to look up to see the top!

I didn't hesitate any longer, turned around and started running.

At least not to fall into the underworld!

Moreover, since there is Huangquan Road at your feet, one end is connected to the underworld, and the other end should be connected to the yang world, right?

I looked up ahead.

The road was empty, and the mountains on both sides of the road disappeared at some point.

There is nothing on this road, and there is no end in sight.

Except for the glow of the road itself, it was pitch black all around.

My heart was beating harder and my breathing was getting heavier.

There must be a way out, and there must be an end!

I felt the yin aura spreading behind me. That kind of yin qi is not particularly terrifying, but the amount is terrifying, and I am stimulated and speed up.

There is no exit in front of me, no light of the legend.

Is there another way?

As soon as the thought popped into my head, the road ahead forked. As my eyes shifted, there were more and more forks in the road.

This change did not make me happy, but it made me more frightened.

What to do?

What am I going to do?

The only way I can do it is ......

In an instant, I thought of my abilities, the abilities of dreams.

If the object of the dream can change from Yuan Zhiyi to Zhuge Wen, then it must be someone else!

Yuan Kang, Liu Xiangqian, Lei Ge...... Whoever you want!

Hurry up, change quickly!

I shouted loudly in my heart.

Suddenly, the yin energy behind me swept over and engulfed me!

I fell into real darkness, and even the Yellow Springs Road disappeared from my eyes.

I am...... Dead?

Or are you in the underworld?

I thought to myself, my mind a little dull.

In this environment, I could only hear my own heartbeat and breathing, and nothing else.

Is that all about death......

Am I going to die like this?

Parents, sisters, skinny people, and people from Aoba......

They want to know the news......

Suddenly there was a glimmer of light above my head.

After a moment of stunned thought, I reacted and was ecstatic.

My body began to float upwards and break free from the darkness.

The light and the air make me feel comfortable.

Then I saw a shadow appear in front of me and float forward.

I was stunned to see that it was a ghost, and I could see that he had rushed into the body of a man in front of me. The man's body shook, and the raised hand fell, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground, undamaged.

I was dumbfounded.

Because this man I know, it's Sioux City!

What fell to the ground was the snuffbox that Sioux City had tried to use against me!

What's going on?

I couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment.

Su Cheng laughed, laughed wildly, got up and spun in circles, moving the muscles and bones on his body. He also looked in a mirror and took a closer look at his appearance. Seeing enough, he turned to look at the contents of the room.

It's a pantry with lots of stuff.

Just now, a wooden box was opened in front of Sioux City.

Sioux City flipped through the other things and laughed again.

I had already sorted out the situation at this time, looked at the faint yin qi on Su Cheng's body, and realized that Su Cheng, or the real Su Cheng, had been occupied by a ghost! He may be dead!

"Sioux City" opened a wooden box, took the gourd in it, shook it and listened to the sound, and showed a smile of joy when he saw the hunt. He opened the mouth of the gourd, opened his mouth and sucked, not knowing what he had swallowed into his stomach. Throwing the gourd aside, he pulled out another wooden box, and when I opened it, I saw something else familiar - a porcelain bowl.

Here's your chance!

I was pleasantly surprised, and reached out to the porcelain bowl.

"Sioux City" turned his head sharply.

Syllable!

It was as if someone had slapped me on the forehead, and everything in front of me blurred up.

I blinked, and saw an equally vague figure looking down at me.

When my vision became clear, the figure was gone.

I was still lying on the sofa in the office, and the sunlight was dim on the papered glass of the office. The room didn't get warmer because of this, and it remained in that cold state.

I sat up, opened my sleeping bag, and took my phone to look at the time.

It was the next morning, and only one night had passed.

That's right, Xuanqing Zhenren!