The floor was covered with marble, and there was a faint layer of frost on it. Shi Yuan walked carefully so as not to fall.

He looked at the map on his phone again and saw the flashing red dot. The red dot was not far from him.

He looked up and saw that the building seemed to have only one room. No, maybe it's better to call it a hall.

When viewed from the outside, the building is huge. The same is true when you walk in.

The empty hall gave Shi Yuan a strange sense of depression. He held up his flashlight and carefully surveyed his surroundings.

It was a circular hall with nothing in it, and the surrounding walls were all black, glowing with a metallic sheen in the light of a flashlight.

Shi Yuan tightened the collar of his coat, but he was still shivering with cold.

His breath condensed in the air, and his skin tingled. Shi Yuan felt that countless tiny ice crystals in the air seemed to have penetrated into his pores.

Where is it?

He looked at his phone's screen again, confirming the location of the flashing red dot.

Then, he followed the directions on the map.

Fang Yisheng followed behind him all the time, silent.

Although he does not have the ability to perceive anomalous breaths now, he has not given up his efforts and has been carefully observing his surroundings.

However, after watching for a long time, he saw nothing, and his attention unconsciously relaxed.

"It really doesn't seem like there's anything here."

Fang Yisheng said in a low voice.

Shi Yuan looked up and said "um", but his footsteps did not stop.

He walked somewhere, stopped, and looked up and down.

No, it's still nothing.

This so-called map is indeed a lie.

Shi Yuan's expression changed slightly, and his face looked a little pale.

However, a faint glimmer of hope in the depths of his heart made him not turn away, but continued to check.

Just like in the last mission of the Ming World, the points shown on the map may not be on the ground, but may be anywhere in vertical height, such as underground, such as the top of a building.

He took out two handfuls of sheep's horn hammers from his backpack, handed them to Fang Yisheng, and said, "Just in this position, lift the marble, and then dig down." ”

"Is that thing you're looking for down there?"

Fang Yisheng asked.

"I can't say for sure yet, but I'll have to give it a try. The things in this dark world are different from the tasks in the bright world, and I think there should be no clues, so I can only keep groping and trying. ”

Fang Yisheng wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The temperature here is just too low. Although they did not touch the marble directly, the cold air from the frost on the marble almost froze their hands.

After struggling to lift the four marble tiles, the two of them saw that there was dirt underneath, with a faint red glow in the black.

Shi Yuan did not rashly touch the soil with his hands, but touched it with a sheep's horn hammer.

The soil is soft.

It's so cold here, the soil should be frozen.

Shi Yuan put away the horn hammer, took out a small shovel, and then began to dig the dirt.

Suddenly, Fang Yisheng said something that made Shi Yuan very puzzled.

"You're like a virus."

"What did you say?"

Shi Yuan raised his head in some surprise, and the action of digging the soil also stopped.

Fang Yisheng also seemed to realize that his words were inappropriate, and immediately explained: "No, don't get me wrong, I'm not scolding you. I saw you digging in the soil, and it occurred to me that in the past, some people were so poor that they had no children, and they thought that when they died, they were afraid that no one would bury them, so they dug a big pit by themselves, and when they felt that they were dying, they lay down and waited for death, even if they buried themselves.

The reason why I think of viruses is because viruses are such things as raging and multiplying in people's bodies, making people sick and dying, but once people die, they can no longer provide the nutrients that viruses need to survive. The virus has spent its entire life, in fact, it is just building a grave for itself.

I don't know what's going on, but it suddenly occurred to me. ”

Fang Yisheng said as he looked at Shi Yuan with a little apology.

"Oh, that's what you mean," Shi Yuan didn't mind, lowered his head and continued to dig, "As soon as you explain this, I will understand what you mean." In fact, not only viruses, but also humans. A lifetime of hard work, in the end, it is just a pit......"

Speaking of this, Shi Yuan's words suddenly stopped, and his movements stopped abruptly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like he was digging a grave.

The heart was beating wildly for no apparent reason, and the temperature of the skin was lower.

His hands stiffened, and his whole body felt like he was frozen.

Shi Yuan let go of the hand holding the shovel and looked at his palm.

Suddenly, his heart sank.

He saw some strange black lines appear on his hands.

It's not that you get dirty on your skin when you're digging, it's that the black lines are under your skin, and they're not static, they're wriggling and swimming like bugs.

"This ...... What is it? ”

Shi Yuan said subconsciously.

Fang Yisheng immediately came over, and his face became solemn in an instant.

"I've never seen anything like it, maybe...... It's caused by the curse here. In any case, this is a dark world, and there are not only a large number of ghosts, curses, and other inexplicable things. Moreover, you also know that after a long time in the dark world, people will change, and it is definitely not a good change. It's already a miracle that your skin isn't rotting. ”

Shi Yuan looked at his hands a little sluggishly. The black lines swimming beneath his skin made him feel chills.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Fang Yisheng.

"What did you just say?"

"What? Which sentence do you mean? ”

Fang Yisheng was a little confused, he didn't understand what Shi Yuan meant.

"The last sentence, about the skin."

"Skin?" Fang Yisheng recalled slightly, "Oh, I mean, it's a miracle that your skin isn't rotten. ”

"Skin...... No rot? ”

Shi Yuan seemed to be extremely stunned, he glared at Fang Yisheng, staring at his face.

Fang Yisheng's face did not show any signs of decay.

No, I seem to have forgotten something important...... Wait, by the way, I did forget something...... What did I forget? Could it be related to the skin?

My head started to hurt again, and it felt like there were countless wires churning in my skull.

Shi Yuan took a step back with a painful expression, and then held his head with his left hand.

However, as soon as his hand touched his head, the headache suddenly intensified, as if the black threads on his hands had penetrated into his brain.

Shi Yuan couldn't even stand on his feet, but he still struggled to look at Fang Yisheng.