Fang Yisheng didn't come back either, but he didn't die, he just stayed somewhere on the mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was still not dawn. Fang Yisheng didn't dare to go to the cabin, so he found an open place, piled up the leaves in a pile, and lay down on it to rest.

The night is like ink, there is a slight sound of wind in the forest, and the night breeze is somewhat cool. Fang Yisheng quickly fell asleep.

Suddenly, he felt a shudder all over his body, as if there had been an earthquake, and he came to his senses.

It was still pitch black all around, with only a little starlight on his head, but the moon was nowhere to be seen.

He shook his head, only to realize that the ground where he had just been lying had collapsed, and he was now in a big pit. Surrounded by a wall of dirt, there was no wind, and it seemed to be faintly warmer.

It's good.

Thinking so, Fang Yisheng planned to fall asleep again.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

All along, the number that represented the number of living people that appeared somewhere turned out to be zero.

Why is this happening?

Fang Yisheng's face instantly turned like dead ashes.

I...... Dead?

The heart was beating wildly, the sound was deafening, and in the silence of the night, the heartbeat echoed in the cavity of the earth.

Fang Yisheng stiffened and remained motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but the number changed back to one.

He let out a long breath, his heart slowly calming down, and his eyes slowly closing again.

But the eyes opened abruptly again after a few seconds, staring at the void above.

Fang Yisheng could feel that the area he perceived was not the center of the circle.

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"Hello, can I apply for a single room?" …… Well, yes...... Well, I understand...... It's okay, thanks, trouble. ”

Hanging up the phone, Xia Yan sighed.

He sat in the same chair he usually sat in while writing, and the computer monitor in front of him flashed blue light.

Doesn't it work? It seems that the organizers still make saving money their first priority......

He sighed again, sent the photos as requested by the organizers, and then opened the document with the manuscript on it and continued writing.

A few minutes later, the phone rang.

It was a call from the organizer's staff.

"Hey, hello...... Can a single room be arranged? That's great, thank you very much...... Yes, the photo was just posted...... Please don't post it on the site, thank you...... Well, goodbye. ”

The young woman on the other end of the line spoke in a very gentle voice. Xia Yan could hear that she was nervous.

Before posting the photo, she had never been nervous, and she had always been in a businesslike tone.

The application for a single room was successful, and Xia Biao was still very happy. However, he only smiled faintly and continued to concentrate on writing.

What is being written now is his sixth supernatural work. For some reason, he has always been in love with supernatural novels, and he has been writing them for two years, and he has never gotten tired of them.

However, the results have been tepid. Although the money he earns is enough to make ends meet, he still hopes to be recognized by more people.

When he just decided to become an online novelist the year before last, Xia Yan was strongly opposed by his parents, saying that he was not doing his job.

In fact, his income is indeed very low. His parents always wanted him to buy a house in Haiyuan, but he never saved enough money.

In order to buy a house faster, in addition to the novel that is being serialized, he also conceived several movie scripts, one of which was favored by a well-known film and television company, adapted into a movie, and won an award and received a bonus.

Since then, his parents have never objected to him, although the house has still not been bought.

I don't know if it's because of that movie, after two years of hard work, Xia Yan finally received an invitation to a large-scale event on the website for the first time, although it was only a mid-year party, but it was also extremely rare for him.

When he is in a good mood, he often moves his pen like a fly, and his thoughts are like a spring.

Lines of text flew out from between his fingers.

Although the words look weird and dark.

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"This is the new page, just obtained from the mission." Shi Yuan took out the pages of the book and handed them to everyone to read.

On the front of the page reads: "If a person enters the dark world without dying, he will be corrupted by the dark world, but he will not gain the power of ghosts." If you spend too much time in the dark world, you will die out completely.

If the person is not dead, and the ghost is forcibly transferred to the human world, the ghost cannot last too long in the human world, and must return to the dark world within a certain time limit. If a person is dead, the ghost can remain in the world until it returns to the dark world on its own, or "

As always, the last sentence was not finished.

On the back are written the four big characters "Angel of Hell" and "Love".

"Love? Could it be related to Liu Tong? Luo Yasen said thoughtfully.

"I think it's reluctant to think about it this way," Shi Yuan said, "and besides, what is this hell angel?" ”

"Well, I'm afraid it won't be clear until the mission." Royasen said.

"Not necessarily. Sometimes, the text on the back of the page has to be clarified before the task begins, otherwise it is likely to cause some variables in the task. Shi Yuan said.

"yes, and since we haven't received a new mission text message yet, let's analyze everything that can be analyzed first, right?" Liu Tong said.

"Well, let's break it down," said Royasen, "what might these words mean?" ”

Shi Yuan, Luo Yasen, Liu Tong, and Wu Boyuan all carefully examined the contents of the page, but no one came up with a clue for a while.

"Let's take a look at the text first," Shi Yuan said, "Everyone knows that Fang Yisheng has an abnormality now, and he will occasionally transform into a ghost form. As we should know from the previous pages, it is not a 'transformation', but a 'reversal'. When he became a ghost, his real body was actually in the dark world, and the Fang Yisheng we saw was his corresponding ghost. The one who killed Su Nanxiu that day was the ghost corresponding to Fang Yisheng, not himself. The new page says, 'When a person enters the ghost realm without dying, he will be corroded by the ghost realm', and it is not difficult to imagine that when Fang Yisheng is turned into the dark world, he must have been suffering extremely painfully all the time. However, when he was reversed back to the Ming World, that memory would be tampered with, so he couldn't remember what he had suffered, let alone where he had gotten it.

The latter sentence is also extremely important...... After the living person is forcibly reversed into the dark world, if it takes too long, they will really die, and it will be a complete death, and there will be no corpse left......"

Shi Yuan's expression became gloomy.

His third aunt and cousin have been in an abnormal state for a long time, and he hasn't been able to find out what their current situation is. To be honest, he didn't dare, because the two of them were probably in the dark world most of the time, and the two in the bright world were most likely ghosts.