Chapter 155: Darkness

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The airport transferred and then transferred, but when he stepped into this legendary immortal mountain holy realm, Qingming always felt that something was wrong.

It was nearly May, and it was a verdant and prosperous season, but this Penglai was cold and windy, the leaves were yellow, and the ground was yellow.

When Qingming said that he was going to Penglai Xiandao, the master who drove the car was reluctant to go, if he really couldn't resist Qingming's temptation of money, it is estimated that he would have left Qingming and left.

Along the way, Qingming was fed up with the driver's kind dissuasion, and Qingming asked him why he couldn't go to Penglai Xiandao, but the old driver just waved his hand and said gloomily: "I can't say it." ”

This look of being afraid of seeing ghosts made Qingming's heart tremble, if it weren't for Xu Mi, he would have run away a long time ago, but now he could only pat the driver's shoulder, and the two old men cheered each other up.

The closer you get to Penglai, the darker it gets, "It's cloudy." Qingming said.

But the old driver said: "It's not a cloudy day, this Penglai is like this now, the closer you get to the center of Penglai, the darker it will be, some people say that there is a ...... in Penglai Immortal Island"

"Here's one?" Qingming saw that the old driver was not authentic and dragged a long voice, so he induced and asked, "What's here?" ”

The old driver kept silent, Qingming stared at the master for a long time, but he couldn't force him to comply, he rubbed his eyes helplessly, and Qingming stopped asking.

As the old driver said, the closer the car is to the destination, the darker the sky, looking at the sky through the window glass, now he is the best archer in the world, his eyes can naturally see different things.

What appeared in his eyes was layers of black mist, this black mist covered the face of the sky like a veil, Qingming seemed to be out of the body, slowly flew through the layers of veils, only to find that there was a thicker layer of darkness swimming above this black mist.

This time Qingming finally saw that the darkness was not a fog, but one after another strange insects, overwhelming, boundless, they had wings and one eye, the whole body was like ink, and the body size was different, some as the size of a fingernail, and some as a bird.

They seemed to have discovered something, and with a cry like a cicada, the insects rolled in the clouds, like black waves, changing the color of the heavens and the clouds.

Qingming gasped, the scene was too shocking, no matter what it was, it would become terrifying when it was too large to a certain extent.

It is undeniable that man is the most terrible thing in the world today because there are too many of him.

There are too many of these weird bugs in the same sky, so many that they are terrifying.

Qingming withdrew his gaze, he tried his best to look calm, but his trembling hands betrayed him.

The old driver was still driving, but when he came to a stone, he was no longer willing to drive forward, the stone was red all over, like a piece of precious jade, but the old driver said that the stone was ominous, because it fell from the sky.

At first, some people thought that the stone was ruddy and thought it was a treasure, so they thought that they would secretly dig up a little collection or sell it for money, but the next day all the people who stole the stone were found dead in their homes, burned all over their bodies, their skin festering, and they died in a terrible state.

Even those who have touched the stones have noticed varying degrees of decay in their palms, and they have not been able to find out the cause in the hospital, only to say that it is due to radiation.

Later, the red stones were transferred to the laboratory by the local authorities, partly to isolate them, and partly to study the origin of the stones.

Then the sky got darker and darker, and more and more red stones fell from the sky, sometimes hitting people, sometimes hitting buildings.

In short, seeing this kind of thing is ominous, so the old driver doesn't dare to drag racing anymore, and he doesn't want to go any further.

This time, the old driver withstood Qingming's sugar-coated cannonball, was not confused by money, and refused very simply. "Don't go, don't go, don't go, what's the love."

Helpless, Qingming had no choice but to give the old driver some more money and let him leave.

Under the canopy, a man dressed in a black hoodie, wearing a mask, and carrying an exaggerated bow walked slowly.

No matter how difficult and terrible the road ahead, he must move forward because he wants to save the girl who is willing to give up his life for his sake.

"Ah Li, wait for me ......"

He said.