I tried to find the source of the road in front of me, but I found that the white cloth around me seems simple, but no matter what, it can't break its shroud, this white cloth can isolate all souls!

Thinking of this, I was relieved, because this sunny day doll replaced the winning hook arm, and even the winning hook arm could not break free from the power of the resentful mother, if this sunny day doll was bitten by the resentful mother, I felt bored.

But now it seems that the onmyoji's ability is really not small, and they can't be underestimated.

I strode forward, straight to the narrow exit ahead.

There were a handful of messy strands of hair scattered on the ground, which I had just crushed with my dark sword.

I don't know how big this place is, because the soul is originally attached to the air, but it can be big or small, ethereal, its form is not fixed, and naturally it cannot be imagined according to common sense.

So even in the body of this sunny day doll at this time, it is like being in a big open space, although I already have a general idea in my heart, I still feel a little out of control of the open space.

I could only walk towards the tip of the cone, and as I got closer to the top of the cone, the more I felt the surge of energy.

Until, I felt a twist in the yin qi ahead.

The road was like a tunnel, but the feeling under my feet was soft, as if I was stepping in the mud, and I felt this way even though I was in a state of soul at this time.

And this winding tunnel is shaking up and down, left and right, shrinking and letting go all the time, as if a balloon has blown up and leaked.

There was also a viscous liquid dripping down the perimeter of the tunnel and then flowing far away.

The liquid was black and viscous, as if the gas had been liquefied.

Fighting back the nausea, I tried to reach for the liquid.

'Snort' ......

The moment my ghost's soul touched the liquid, a large piece of it was corroded!

I was so scared that I withdrew my hand, what is this place? How can it be so powerful?

Isn't it?

I looked at the winding tunnel, at the viscous liquid that was constantly steaming out and the state that was expanding and shrinking, and then thinking of my position at this time, I was the substitute for the ghost into the mouth of the resentful mother, so what is this place?

I smiled wryly, thinking of my most likely guess, and feeling more and more that the joke was too big.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be in the mouth of the complaining mother, and this sticky tunnel at this time should be the esophagus or stomach of the complaining mother?

Thinking that I might have gotten into the belly of my resentful mother, I became more and more ridiculous, but I didn't expect that one day I would also have the ability to be a monkey and burrow into the monster's body.

It's just that people get in and do tricks, and I'm stuffed in.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand, ghosts can tear up ghosts and eat them to fill their stomachs, just like people eat people, there is always a process of digestion, in ghosts, isn't it the same?

It's just that what I'm thinking about now is how to get out of this resentful mother's belly, and I seem, there are two ways to go?

The first is to fall back and get out of the mouth of the complaining mother.

But as a ghost of a sunny day doll, it is impossible to go out, because if I go back, I will not only have to bear the danger of resenting my mother to devour me at all times, but even the onmyoji will not let me go out safely.

If the first way doesn't work, think about the second way.

The second way? Am I going to be that smelly, pulled out of that filthy place?

Let's not talk about whether this method is feasible or not, even if I go out like this, I will feel that this is a stain on my life.

Don't tell me that ghosts are angry.,I'll be let out at once.,Farts and shit are all out of one place.,Although it is said that a manly husband can bend and stretch.,But the dignified ghost god.,I was let go by a complaining mother as a fart.,I can't bear it psychologically.。

I can't stand it, I still have to find a way out, in the soul state, I am looking for a way out in other people's bodies for the first time, and at this moment I also know, in addition to the formations or enchantments arranged by some magic masters, there is also a kind of ghost that can't be careless, and the place where he runs around is the body of other ghosts, especially the body of the resentful mother.

At this time, what can I say in the body of the resentful mother?

It's a big graveyard, where you can find the things you least want to see, the things you fear the most.

It's like a natural illusion, as long as you think in your head and ask for in your heart, you can find it here.

People who are not strong-willed will will not be able to swim here, or those who are not inspired will not be able to survive at all.

Because you can't tell whether the soft mud is the ghost gas left over from the digestion of the mother's stomach or the poisonous gas, and you can't tell whether the bulging viscous liquid is the tide of the Qiantang River or the waves on the seaside.

Of course, these are deadly, because even if you touch a little bit, your soul will be corrupted, and ghosts and gods are no exception.

For example, I was walking forward, and suddenly there was a lot of sticky stuff in front of me, which was very smelly, crushed under the squeezing of the four walls, and then mixed together, and my eyes were like a huge meat grinder, crushing everything I could see, the bits and pieces, and then flowing into the distance.

Perhaps, going with the flow will allow me to find an exit as soon as possible, but going with the flow will be with these filthy things, thinking about these smelly things are likely to be the food digested by my mother, there may be how many leftovers there are, maybe even human limbs will exist, I can't help but want to vomit when I think of this.

What's more, these things are swarming in, and there are almost no gaps for me to dodge, how can I go with the flow?

There's only one way over there, run!

I turned my head and ran wildly, no longer caring about the burning sensation of the viscous liquid dripping on me, just trying to avoid the filthy debris behind me.

Luckily, I was still running fast, and there were no forks in the twists and turns of the road, and I jumped all the way down, still very fast.

After carefully dodging, my ghost qi was also consumed a lot, and even the ghost soul still suffered a double blow both physically and mentally.

The power of resentment can be seen, no wonder some little gods and little immortals are reluctant to provoke this kind of creature, because she is not only fierce on the outside, but also has great harm to the cultivator from the inside out.

A long path followed, and I finally found two paths in the dim, foul-smelling environment.