"Hiss......"

"Shhhh......h

The sound of heavy breathing was like a bellows with a cut, hoarse and weird, echoing in the mysterious space.

But there were no expected attacks.

The other party did not have a complete language, more like a beast roaring in a low voice meaninglessly, and the gray mist also rolled violently with the owner's emotions.

It should have been such a frightening scene.

But the strange thing is that in Su Bai's ears, it is more like the other party has seen some terrifying monster, implying complex negative emotions such as extreme disgust.

It's angry?!

"Leave ...... Leave! ”

The black shadow suddenly roared angrily and let out a faintly distinguishable sound, although the tone was a little stiff, but it made Su Bai stunned for a moment, and then his head was as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, buzzing.

"Medium...... Chinese?! ”

Not the allied language of this new world now, but the Chinese of the ancient world ?!

But before he could react, all of a sudden, all the fog that had been lingering drifted in the direction of the black shadow, but in the blink of an eye, all of them had disappeared into the void.

Eventually, as the strange sticky footsteps faded away in the direction they came, the world seemed to fall silent again.

After a spinning dizziness in his mind, his body slowly regained his mobility.

Open tired eyes and look around cautiously.

He returned to his normal dormitory, and the original noisy voices also came back, and the sudden extreme silence made his eardrums feel a little painful.

For the rest of his life, his face was pale, his legs were weak, he sat down on the bed, gasping for breath, and his back was already covered with cold sweat.

But what he cares about more is that-

"What the hell is that?!"

After regaining some strength, he went out and tried to ask the others in the two bedrooms next to him, but they didn't have any impression of the dark shadow and gray fog, as if the scene was just his own hallucination.

But Su Bai was sure that this was not an illusion, especially since there was a weird red dot in his palm that couldn't be washed off.

……

Night falls.

Not daring to stay in that dormitory, he contacted his mentor, went to the dormitory manager to get the key, bought a new quilt, and officially moved to a separate dormitory in another building.

Looking around, one bedroom and one bathroom plus a small kitchen, the previous owner kept it very carefully, the white wall paint surface is neat, and the accommodation conditions are really good.

This kind of person who is usually an intermediate researcher and above is eligible to stay, and the accommodation fee is quite expensive, but now with the name of assisting in research and the professor's strong recommendation, he has successfully managed to live for free.

"This time I saved thousands of dollars in accommodation fees......"

He added another one to the small ledger.

After packing up until nine o'clock in the evening, he had time to sit down at his desk and connect to the Internet on his laptop, first replying to his tutor's email, and then began to browse the school forums, trying to find some clues about the possible dark shadow.

It's just that there is still very little news about this kind of thing, and there are some strange weird stories, such as the seven common campus weird stories and the like, but most of them are fake and don't look at it, and it's okay to scare and scare children.

After a while of anonymous water on the campus forum, he turned to the part-time task of translating simple ancient texts today, and browsed the materials about the ancient world that he had researched before.

That is, the familiar 21st century.

It is now the year 579 of the new calendar of the Alliance, and there is a fault between the two eras according to scholars' archaeological calculations, not to mention thousands of years, and no one knows what happened during this period, as if it was erased out of thin air by a pair of invisible hands.

In order to explore those unknown histories, but also to re-grasp the mysterious technologies left by predecessors, cultural exploration and research about the ancient world has always been a popular major.

For example, most of today's familiar technologies such as mobile phones, the Internet, computers, and even automobiles are excavated from those barely well-preserved scientific and technological literature.

It is also because of these miraculous things that these new humans at first almost worshipped the old humans as gods, and even some rudiments of strange religions.

I have to say that when Su Bai saw some superstitious people worshipping the plastic children's toys of humans in the old world as miracles, and even believed that there was some kind of magic in the language of ancient times that could make people have extraordinary abilities, it was difficult to keep laughing.

But this new world is so absurd and realistic.

After finishing today's translation task, forwarding it to the client by email, and confirming that "500" was credited to the account, he stretched his waist, and the strong fatigue gradually rose, so he closed the computer and tiredly touched the bed to plan to sleep.

As soon as he touched the pillow, he fell into a surprisingly groggy sleep.

But he was not completely asleep, as if he was in a half-dream, half-awake, maintaining a hazy state.

He seemed to see the window that should have been closed slowly opening a crack, the white curtains fluttering slightly, and the miserable white faces peeking in through the cracks.

He seemed to hear the sound of dense barefoot footsteps beside the bed, as if there were many people walking on tiptoe around the bedside.

He seemed to feel many cold, stiff hands coming up from under the dark bed, slowly slicing over his body, draining his body temperature little by little.

But instead of regaining consciousness, his body became heavier and heavier, as if he was drowning in the deep sea, being dragged by the huge pressure of the water and falling into the dark underwater abyss!

There was nothing around him, and beneath him was an invisible darkness, and he could only see in despair as his soul slowly peeled away and split.

It's like a nightmare that you can't wake up from.

But suddenly, a strange Qingming surged into his heart, which made his whole person suddenly shake, and then subconsciously opened his eyes and sat up from the bed suddenly.

Flying, to be precise.

He was stunned, but immediately realized something, and immediately looked down at himself.

The transparent body floats eerily in mid-air, and there is another sleeping self lying on the bed?!

He wanted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming, but the palm of his hand passed through his arm, and he realized that he was really just a soul state, and all thoughts and actions were normal and not sluggish or blurred, so it should not be a dream.

And the dream-like visions around them have indeed disappeared.

"Out of body?"

He was a little dazed and tried to return to his body as soon as possible.

Just after this thought was born in his heart, a traction came, and the next second when he opened his eyes again, it was already back in his body.

And if you want to go out of your body again, you only need one thought.

At this moment, the red dot left by the day in his palm suddenly burst into a strange red light, and some intermittent and broken information flow quickly broke into his brain.

"Difu...... Ghost ......"

He clutched his swollen head, trying to slowly digest the terrifying flow of information.

Ancient images flashed back to my mind—

The endless black oppressive clouds shrouded the sky without seeing the sun, moon and stars, and on the vast and boundless ground there were huge palaces with ghostly spirits, each of which was at least hundreds of meters high, and the highest was comparable to the peak of the mountain.

In the distant depths of darkness, even larger unknown black shadow objects are slowly moving, and every step of the foot emits a trembling sound like the sorrow of the earth, lingering between the heavens and the earth for a long time!

Even through the picture of memory, Su Bai couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the magnificent and terrifying momentum, as if an ant was walking through a group of giant beasts, and if he was not careful, he would be crushed here......

And there are countless strange-shaped ghosts on the ground, bustling in it, walking towards the magnificent palace one after another, and the air looks dense, like ants before the rain, going forward and successively, at least there are millions of them!

It is the souls of the dead who are dragged to the underworld after death, etc.

In the middle of the air, there are many tall black figures standing in the air, wearing mysterious black robes, with no light on their bodies, holding iron chains and long whips, which should be the Yin officials who escort and guard those ghosts, with a bit of unconcealable majesty and mystery.

The terrifying majesty is vast and continuous, as if forming a sky net to cover the earth, and people dare not come out.

While Su Bai was observing, one of the tallest figures seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned his head to look in his direction.

A touch of darkness and depth seemed to penetrate countless time and space, and went straight into his eyes!

"Shhh

A burning stinging pain in his eyes.

Thousands of years of parallel lines seem to have unexpectedly intersected in this lifetime.

He clutched his head, his nerves as if they were torn open, and there were screams of ghostly screams that pierced his eardrums, and indescribable malice and negativity shrouded him, as if they wanted to eat him.

At the same time, a strong urge began to spring up from the bottom of the underworld, calling him to return to the dormitory building where the mist had appeared in the afternoon......

"Enter the underworld...... Officially inherited the identity of the Yin Official......"

He was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head, and when he saw his reflection in the window, he realized that only the black pupils in his eyes were the whites of his eyes.

And from this point of view, everything in reality is so distorted and weird-

Sometimes it is a normal perspective, and sometimes the whole world becomes a collection of colors and lines, chaotic but orderly, evil and sacred, it looks like an oil painting that has been randomly splashed with ink, although it looks very strange but has a unique beauty.

And in this scene, the direction of the original dormitory building is as black as ink and dense silk threads swirling slowly in mid-air, almost obscuring a small half of the sky, swallowing the surrounding lines, which seems so abrupt and conspicuous here, and just staring at it makes people feel an uncomfortable malice, a sense of foreboding.

Under the dark curtain, it is like a huge monster, hiding in the shadows with bad intentions.