When the green smoke gradually spread, it was so thick that people could only see the black shadows around them, and in the chaos, those souls who had been whipped before seemed to be slow to react, and this was the perfect time to escape, taking advantage of the green smoke and me and the fierce girl to entangle with those whip ghosts, and began to flee in all directions.

The ferocity of the ghosts originally relied on the fear of the souls, but at this moment, after all those souls had moved their minds, the long team of souls immediately turned into a plate of scattered sand.

It was precisely because the scene was out of control that the two black-cloaked ghosts I saw walking towards me and the fierce girl did not appear in front of me and the fierce girl for a long time.

So unfortunately, I don't know exactly what the strength of those two black cloaked ghosts is.

After all this chaos, the rest was much simpler.

The green smoke of the fierce girl allowed me to successfully break into the ghost gate, since I can enter so easily, I believe that the ghost elf girl must have taken advantage of the chaos to get into the ghost gate.

But I came in, but unfortunately, I was completely lost in the chaos.

I don't know if I ended up on the road to the right of the Ghost Gate, the same way the flower-faced girl was shackled away, or the other souls who were allowed to go on the left road.

When I felt the silence around me, all I could see was a sombre barren grassland.

The grass in the ghost world grows very strangely, they are yellow and lush, and there is not a trace of wind, but they move around by themselves, like living creatures.

I squatted down and picked up a dead log at my feet, and then threw it at random on a piece of grass beside me, and saw the withered yellow ghost grass, slowly rolling up the dead wood little by little, and stabbing the barb about a finger long that suddenly grew into the dead wood.

This scene couldn't help but send chills down my heels, and I remembered how many times I said hello to these things when I ran all the way over.

While I wondered why the grass didn't hit me, I sighed that fortunately the grass didn't grow very domineering, so that I didn't have nowhere to stay.

I walked for a long time avoiding the ghost grass under my feet, but I felt that the road ahead was endless and there was not even a ghost around me who could talk, so I was very bored.

The silence also accelerated my tiredness and hunger, and I suddenly began to miss the hustle and bustle of the Internet café, and even the sound of Wang Dajia smashing his keyboard while playing games.

That fierce girl can be regarded as making me miserable this time, this ghost place is ghost grass except ghost grass, where is there something that looks like something can be eaten?

I feel like a traveler lost in the desert at this moment, and it's a pity that I will continue to feel hungry, tired, helpless and confused, and I am unlikely to die again.

Fortunately, just when I was dizzy from hunger, I heard a woman's singing, or rather, the voice of a female ghost, in the empty silence.

As it seemed to be far away, I could not quite understand what the woman was singing, and I walked in the direction from which the song came, and after not going far, I finally saw a vague, old-looking building in the vast ghostly grass wasteland.

And when I walked in, I suddenly realized that after the chaos at the Ghost Gate Pass, I walked to the right side of the road with great difficulty, because at this moment, on the building that looked like an ancient yamen, the gold paint on the top clearly wrote the three big characters of 'Dementor Palace'.

There were no guards outside the Dementor Temple, I didn't see any whip ghosts in old military uniforms, or black cloak ghosts, I was already curious about this place, and I had nowhere to go because of the desolation around it, so I simply walked into the Dementor Temple.

There are strange-looking stone statues everywhere in the Dementor Hall, some of which have been split in two from head to toe, some of which have been gouged out of their eyes and ears and have been dismantled, some of which have been boiled in a copper pot, and some of which have been pierced with holes in their bodies with thorns.

I looked at the statue full of holes with thorns wrapped all over my body, and I felt very familiar, the thorns on the thorn vine were clearly the same as the thorns born from the boundless ghost grass at the door, and the image that was pierced with holes all over his body was actually laughing with his mouth cracked.

I don't quite understand, how the hell is this all pierced into a sieve, and how the hell is the smile so flaring? I don't know what the guy who carved these statues thinks.

I was confused by the laughter of this stone statue, but judging from these strange and tragic stone statues, I felt that this so-called 'Dementor Temple' should be a place similar to a human execution ground.

And as I walked deeper and deeper, the song of the female ghost became closer and closer to me.

"The birds in the trees~ in pairs~ green waters and green mountains~ with a smiling face~~ from now on, I will no longer suffer from the slavery~~~ You plough the field, I weave cloth~~~~~~"

The female ghost's voice is very soft and weak, with a strong classical charm, I listened to it for a long time, and my heart said that this was originally singing Huangmei Opera.

And just when I was wondering who was so interested in singing Huangmei Opera in such a place, what caught my eyes was such a strange picture.

The spirits who had been tortured by the whip ghost and brought here all lined up in an orderly manner until they reached the corner outside the door, not knowing what they were waiting up for.

And in the large room facing my line of sight, a boxy stage was set up, and on the stage stood a long-haired girl in a white dress with a graceful figure, and the song that led me here was sung by the girl in the white dress.

The girl in the white dress was put on the stage to sing, dozens of whip ghosts stood aside, and on the right seat under the stage, there was a middle-aged fat male ghost with a stubble on his face, the middle-aged fat male ghost was wearing a plaid shirt, crossed Erlang's legs, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, and was immersed in the singing of the girl in the white dress with his eyes closed.

I was stunned, and I thought about it for a long time, it turned out that those souls who were taken to the dementor hall from the ghost gate pass were all handcuffed and chained here, waiting to sing on stage?

Could it be that here, so much trouble to get such a group of ghosts, but they are holding a super ghost talent competition?!!

I'm wondering, maybe I'm thinking too hard, but I've been spotted by a whip ghost patrolling the corridor.

The whip ghost who found me came towards me with his whip in his hand, and as he went, he shouted viciously and crudely: "Alas! The one dangling in the back - yes, that is, you, get in line! ”