I don't remember how I died, but I had a deep experience of dying again.

The eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue, neck, limbs, torso, every inch of the body and skin that I could feel were wrapped in countless sharp black hairs, and then pierced mercilessly.

I could even clearly hear my skin, muscles, and blood vessels, layer by layer, slicing and shattering, and my eyeballs being scratched by steel needles, and at that moment, any word to describe the pain seemed extremely pale, and I firmly believed that I was suffering the most terrible punishment in the world, so terrible that I even forgot that I was dead, that I was a ghost.

I think if I wasn't insane, then maybe I'd be stuck in some kind of horrible cycle.

I held the hand that had been grabbed from the hair and looked like a half-melted finger of a ghost, and I couldn't stop shaking, because I was choking and coughing.

In the hall of the dementors, who were as quiet as chickens, the souls of the six gods and no masters were groping for the keys to unlock the shackles that held their hands from those fallen whip ghosts.

Everything ...... It's normal......

The only thing that is abnormal is that this scene has already happened once just now.

"That...... My name is Tang Xiaoyu......" Tang Xiaoyu was soft-spoken, and asked me stumblingly: "You-what's your name?" ”

I looked at Tang Xiaoyu in a daze, only to feel a tingle on my scalp: "My name is ...... Lin Hao. ”

My mind was so confused that I couldn't figure out what was going on in front of me, until I turned my head and saw the black-skinned man who called himself Anan, beads of sweat running down his neck, and an iron-blue, ugly complexion.

My pretended calm mind boiled again.

The scene that made me feel like I was deranged flashed before my eyes again.

I distinctly remember that at that time, as soon as we left the Dementor Temple, we were greeted by a thorough cool breeze hitting my face, because my body was made sticky by the water in the green pool, and I felt quite comfortable by this cool breeze.

But before the refreshment was a moment, I faintly felt a strange aberration.

This strange feeling that made me uncomfortable became heavier and heavier as the cool breeze blew on my body one after another, and it was even stronger than the discomfort I felt when I saw the ghost in the white dress.

This sense of great crisis that I had for the first time since I came here also made me nervous and uncontrollable.

And when I saw Tang Xiaoyu standing next to me, the sleeves of the Tang coat I just handed her to cover her skirt were swaying more and more with the wind, I suddenly reacted to what made me feel wrong.

In the ghost world, looking up at the sky, you can't see the sun, moon or stars, and all you can see is always a dark environment that seems to swallow everything up, and in a depressing and cold environment, you can't feel the passage of time except for unspeakable fatigue and hunger.

And from the moment I came here, until I walked all the way to the Ghost Gate Pass, I didn't feel the existence of such a thing as 'wind' at all.

Why is it all of a sudden, the wind is blowing?

At the moment when this thought flashed through my mind, when I came before, it was so quiet that even a single embroidery needle could be heard clearly in the ghost grass wasteland, accompanied by the sound of the wind, and there was a miserable cry from unknown whereabouts.

The miserable cries were mixed with the wind, from far to near, and gradually became louder and louder.

And when these cries became clearer and clearer, after careful discernment, you could also find that among those cries one after another, there were also sharp and ugly sounds that seemed to be scratching hard objects with fingernails, and like forks cutting through glass.

It's like there are countless souls who have died unjustly, tearing and destroying the grass, trees, mountains and rocks that stand in their way, desperately gathering in the direction where we are.

At this moment, the great sense of crisis in my heart, which made me uncomfortable, was so strong that it was pulling my limbs from my nerves, and I had only one thought in my mind like the echo of a valley hitting me fiercely, that is, to get out of here at once!

At the same time, the black-skinned male ghost who called himself Anan, from the first time I saw him, the light breeze on his face that had been hanging on his face was light and leisurely, and he was also blown away by the strange wind.

Anan frowned on a very ugly face, and said sharply, "Oops." ”

As Anan spoke, the cool breeze blew in the Ghost Grass Wasteland, and in an instant, it turned into a bitter wind that made it almost impossible for my eyes to see directly.

Countless strands of black hair, like living creatures, emerged from all corners of the Ghost Grass Wasteland, and attacked us with lightning speed.

And the 'bad' of this black-skinned male ghost who called himself Anan was also the last complete sentence I could hear when I was swept into the hurricane with countless black hairs swirling.

The terrible memories that ran through my body are still vivid, coupled with the old pain turned out by the peeping memory of the fat ghost in the flower shirt before, and I was subjected to a series of mental shocks in a short period of time, to be honest, I have been forced to the brink of collapse.

"Tsk, those guys, they're moving so fast." Anan's face turned blue and white, white and blue, and after saying a word to himself, he stood up and walked up to me: "I don't have time to explain to you anymore, the ghost dance has started, it seems that the news of your appearance here has been known by the forces of the heavy bones, and we must leave immediately." ”

"Leave?" These two words sounded in my ears, as if I had been struck by thunder, and a huge sense of crisis once again enveloped me from the bottom up.

After Anan said this to himself, he didn't seem to intend to ask for my opinion, or he expected that I would definitely go with him, so he turned around and walked directly towards the outside of the inner hall of the dementor, and said sharply as he walked, "Follow me." ”

Without thinking about it, I got up and grabbed Tang Xiaoyu, and quickly followed Anan, I didn't trust this person very much before, but my intuition told me that I had to trust him now.

"Huh?? Is this gone? These ...... on your face Do you need to wipe it again?? Although Tang Xiaoyu has always been very timid, he just relieved himself, and was still a little uncomfortable by my sudden pull, and turned his head to look at the souls behind him who were even more overwhelmed by our sudden departure.

Maybe they have experienced a catastrophe together, in a sense, they are also the rest of their lives, Tang Xiaoyu shouted with concern to those souls: "Don't be stunned, you guys should get out of here quickly!" ”