For ten days, for ten whole days, Long Yang almost never left the criminal police brigade, or even the physical evidence room. Only once, he came out, went to the hospital once, he went to see every day, once, just once.

In the past ten days, in addition to observing the blood-red coffin, Long Yang is figuring out the blood-red ribbon. He thought about it a lot, starting from Jin Village to the current situation. There seems to be a connection, but it is impossible to be sure.

The relationship between the Jincun Mountain and the collapse of the Wuzhi Mountain and the Shezhen formation; the relationship between the pattern on the wall of She Zhang's house and the pattern on the lid of He Hui's coffin; the relationship between the sacrificial scenes in the cave murals and the sacrificial scenes in Li Village; Even the relationship between the red cloth band and the red ribbon pattern on the old locust tree.

There is also the relationship between the Long family and the Jin family; the relationship between the Jin and Long clans and the mysterious organization; The relationship between the jade cane and the black stone. Too many clues, too much information, it seems to be very connected, but you can't find the key point of contact.

What is the relationship here?

Although Long Yang tried his best to sort out these relationships in his mind, he didn't get any results. At present, his important mission is to rescue Tian Tian and He Hui, but he has no clue.

It's been ten days, and Long Yang is not only physically tired, but also very mentally tired. He got up from his chair and walked to the coffin, then into the coffin, and naturally lay down in the middle.

The moon outside is really round, is it fifteen today?

Fifteen, the night of the full moon. It was on this full moon night that Long Yang lost his father; It was the night of the full moon that Long Yang lost his mother and father-in-law; It was the night of the full moon that Long Yang saw the dog baby; It was the night of the full moon that Longyang discovered the secret of the Jin Village cemetery; It was also the night of the full moon that the mysterious man took away the body of the old patriarch.

It's full moon again. Ay! Long Yang let out a long sigh and lay quietly in the coffin, looking at the moonlight outside the window.

Long Yang took out the black stone and jade cane from his bosom and placed them beside him, and then he pushed the coffin lid to cover himself and block the moonlight that entered through the window. He grabbed the relic at his side with both hands at the same time, waiting for a miracle to happen.

At this time, the pattern on the coffin lid glowed red again, gradually wrapping the coffin, wrapping it in clusters, and weirdly emitting a blood-red light again. Long Yang suddenly saw the two holy objects in his hands emitting a scorching and strange light, one black and the other white. The light of the two colors attracted each other, slowly merged, and gradually became the pattern of Tai Chi, which was printed on Long Yang's body.

"Black" and "white" represent one yin and one yang, that is, black represents the masculine body, and white represents the masculine body. One yin and one yang blend with each other and transform into a Tai Chi pattern. Could it be that the impermanence of black and white in the underworld is also true? If this is the case, then the theory of "impermanence" is also inseparable from the Taiji diagram, and the theoretical basis of "impermanence" is the theory of yin and yang.

In fact, there is a saying about the impermanence of black and white. Legend has it that Bai Wuchang's name is Xie Bi'an, and Hei Wuchang's name is Fan Wusuo, also known as the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master. It is said that Xie Fan and his wife have been married since childhood, and they are like brothers and sisters. One day, the two walked together to the Nantai Bridge, it was going to rain, the seventh master asked the eighth master to wait for a while, go home to get an umbrella, unexpectedly after the seventh master left, the thunderstorm poured, the river soared, the eighth master did not want to miss the appointment, but because of his short stature, he was drowned in the water, and soon the seventh master took the umbrella and rushed to come, the eighth master has disappeared, the seventh master is in pain, hanging on the bridge pillar (so many white impermanence images are stretched out with a long red tongue). Lord Yama was grateful for his faithfulness and ordered them to arrest the lawbreakers in front of the City God.

Long Yang couldn't think so much at this time, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the abnormalities in his body. He felt like he was out of himself, yes! It really is! He felt like he had left his body lying inside the coffin and entered an unknown world.

This world is very dark, pure black, black thorough, black bright, because Long Yang can see everything far away very clearly, even if all people and things are not seen.

Maybe it's the opposite of things, and the limit of black is white!

Where exactly is this? Why no one? Or rather, nothing.

Long Yang walked up, and he suddenly felt that he was not walking, but floating forward. I? I've become a ghost? In Long Yang's impression, the ghosts he came into contact with were all floating, and now he is too.

I'm dead?

Long Yang raised his hand, he wanted to see if he was a soul body like a dog baby, because he had the ability of ghost eyes before and had seen ghosts.

Hey? No hands! Long Yang looked at the body parts in his line of sight again, and there was nothing. Is that the soul or what?

Long Yang stood still, thinking carefully. No wonder I can't see anything here, not even my body, what else can I see.

Just when Long Yang was puzzled, a blood-red light seemed to shoot from hundreds of millions of miles away, injecting into Long Yang's transparent body, giving Long Yang the shape of his body. Then, the blood-red color radiated from Long Yang's body, smearing the entire unknown world.

It turns out that there are mountains and rivers, trees and flowers here. The only thing that is uncomfortable is that everything here is blood red. Blood Mountain, Blood Water, Blood Tree, Blood Grass, everything is blood red, even Long Yang's body is blood red.

Long Yang moved, no, he was walking, and when the blood-red color came, he could walk, not float. Long Yang looked at his feet in surprise, and his feet were also blood-red. And the ground beneath his feet was like blood-red glass, or rather a transparent and bright blood-red ice.

Long Yang could clearly see that there was a world under his feet. The world below is a black world, with black mountains and waters, black flowers and trees. However, there are people in the world below, people who are floating around.

"Hey! Who are you? Long Yang tapped on the blood-red ground, shouting as hard as he could, hoping to get their attention.

And the people below couldn't hear Long Yang's voice at all, and they were still floating around as usual. Not a man of the world? Or is it not a plane person? Or is it not human at all?

Long Yang thought that he might not be a human at this time, and couldn't help but sit on the blood-red ground, stunned. I use this method to find and save every day, and if I sink into this, what hope do I have to save others.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and I don't believe that I can't find the exit! Long Yang got up and walked forward, walking, walking.

Until he couldn't walk, the scene in front of him was still the same as when he first came, and nothing changed. Haven't I moved? Long Yang looked around, and the surrounding environment was still the same as when he first arrived. Look at the bottom of the world, the world below is the same as it was first seen, and nothing has changed.

"Every day, I'm sorry. There's really no way I can save you? "After all the efforts, Long Yang now feels very helpless and powerless.

Yes! The figure down there? It's like someone you're familiar with. Long Yang lay on the ground, carefully identifying. Be! Oh, my God! It's every day! It's Ho Hui! It's them! How did they get to the world beneath their feet?

It's really them! They are like unconscious souls, floating at will, up and down.

Long Yang's hands hurriedly tapped on the blood-red ground, and there was a "bang" sound. This? Long Yang looked at his hands, and he had already grasped the black stone and jade cane in his hands. It is they who are able to touch the ground of this world, and it is they who are able to appear in the form of physical objects in this world.

Okay, as long as this barrier is cleared, I will be able to save Tian Tian and He Hui. Long Yang was desperate, his hands desperately smashed the ground, and thin cracks appeared in the blood-red compartment, it seemed that there was really hope.

"Longyang! Longyang! There was a call above Long Yang's head, louder than louder.

Long Yang looked up, and a dazzling light emanated from the top of his head. Two hands reached to his side and pulled him out of the unknown.

Long Yang's eyes were stung by the bright light, and he quickly closed his eyes.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Zhu Hongyuan and Ling Feng standing beside him. They stand on either side of the coffin, the lid of which is dragged open and stands on one side of the coffin.

"Long Yang, how did you sleep in the coffin?"

"You guys, you are hateful!" Long Yang roared angrily.

"We?" Zhu Hongyuan and Ling Feng couldn't help but look at each other, very incomprehensible to Long Yang's words.

"That's right! It's you, I was able to save Tiantian just now, but I was interrupted by you! Long Yang's voice grew louder and louder, almost roaring. His face was full of anger, as if he had been stunned.

"Quick! Pull him out, this kid is crazy! ”

Long Yang was very helpless, he begged for a collection like crazy! Heroes help Longyang! Collection! Collection! Collection!