Chapter 142: I Didn't Kill It

Only at this time, it is no longer what it used to be.

Instead, it was painted with blue-black paint, as if it had just been made.

Now it is placed there properly, and it can finally be distinguished, it is the kind of threshold that was placed at the door of the old house in ancient times.

The original meaning was probably to ward off rain, but later it was also extended to ward off bad luck and calamity.

He once said that when he encounters difficulties, he has hit the threshold, and he can achieve success by crossing the threshold, which is probably what he means.

It's just that the threshold here is more gloomy, and there is an extremely strong sense of majesty, which makes people dare not despise it.

He took out the seal of the city god, which echoed the threshold in the distance.

"The threshold of the ghost gate?"

Combined with the previous information, he probably recognized what this thing was.

It should be a part of the legendary Ghost Gate, and the world behind the door is also the Huangquan Road that guides ghosts.

"It's just...... Why is there only one threshold left in the door closed by this ghost door? And what about the door frame? ”

And the ghost gate gate also has a threshold, he used to think that ghosts are all jumping and walking, so it is inconvenient to set the threshold for the ghost gate.

Actually, although it is a little shorter, there are still some of them.

Oni isn't a dull way of walking, such as jumping.

It can be seen that there are still many differences between real ghosts and legends.

Regardless of these questions, he took a few steps forward to pick up the threshold, but unexpectedly, the thing seemed to be glued to the ground, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move.

He thought for a moment and tried to lift his leg over the threshold.

"Hoo ......"

It was as if it had penetrated the diaphragm between the two worlds, and in an instant, the whole world regained its color and vitality, and there was no such deathless spread as before.

This time he bent down to pick it up again without any obstacles, and easily held the plank in his hand.

Heavy as if he had shaken a piece and turned his head.

But thinking of those who were missing, he didn't take them directly, but put them back on the ground, and then raised his legs and stepped over again.

Sure enough, he was back in that lifeless, gloomy world again.

"Lin Wanqin and the other missing people should all linger here......"

Now that he knew that this thing was the threshold of the ghost gate, he finally guessed the news of these missing people.

The Ghost Gate Pass is a level connecting the human world and the underworld, and it can also be regarded as a tool for turning from yang to yin.

Even if the ghost walks into it, if the living person walks directly to it, it will instantly turn into a ghost, and only by returning the same way as soon as possible will it regain its vitality.

If you are not rescued in time and are infected by the yin qi of the underworld, you will lose the opportunity to return to the yang and become a real lonely ghost on the Huangquan Road.

And now that there are no ghosts to lure them, they may be lost here forever.

He looked back and looked again, brought Su Yun in, and after making sure that nothing went wrong, he walked towards the rest of the building.

As I walked down, I saw a rotting skeleton lying at the corner of the stairs.

After a few closer looks, he was dressed as a professional security officer and held a pistol with an empty magazine.

It's just that the cause of death is not clear.

"Someone missing?"

But the rate of decay was somewhat beyond his imagination.

It seems that the yin qi on this "Huangquan Road" is too heavy, and the decay of the corpse is also extremely fast, and there seems to be a special reaction.

When he passed by the corpse, the skeleton actually moved, but it was scattered by Su Yun's slap.

"It seems that the yin qi is so strong that even the bones can become essence......"

Going down to the 8th floor, the structural layout here is still the same as before, but there are also mutations.

In particular, a few scattered and decomposed corpses lay on the side of the road, which makes people secretly frightened.

"The wound is sharp...... Is it a knife wound? ”

He randomly picked a recent corpse and examined it, and soon found a fatal wound to its neck.

The wound was so deep that it almost cut off the entire head, leaving only the last trace of flesh attached.

And it's just a stab!

This tremendous strength is truly amazing.

"Woo ......"

Suddenly, the corpse in his hand trembled again, and only the whites of his eyes turned slightly, and his mouth let out a leaky roar.

None of this is dead? Sure enough, he has become a ghost.

Su Bai frowned, pointed his finger at the door of its head, and directly used his divine power to disperse its power.

With a "snap", the corpse fell to the ground softly, and there was no movement.

This kind of zombie-like thing has no soul to speak of, and it is basically of little use.

One thing is certain, though, there should be someone here who can hunt these things, and it's almost a crushing gesture.

He took a few steps deeper into the corridor in front of him, and suddenly noticed a familiar aura.

There seems to be a living person here.

After letting Su Yun hide first, he went directly to the person who was hiding.

Soon I saw that familiar person in an office - Gu Yangyun.

But at the moment, the other party is a little embarrassed.

The sunglasses have disappeared, and a pair of originally jet-black eyes are now covered with bloodshots, and even the body is full of scars and tears, and the blood does not stop.

He was now sitting in a chair, holding a short knife for self-defense, covering the wound on his arm, staring warily in the direction of the doorway.

Just when Su Bai came in, he threw the knife directly without hesitation, and stuck it deep on the wall, so that Su Bai had already taken precautions to dodge, otherwise he was afraid that he would have a cold heart.

"Is that you?"

Gu Yangyun frowned slightly, but he was also relieved.

At least it's the same camp.

"Your injuries are serious?"

Su Bai turned sideways and took off the knife, took two steps forward and put it on the table.

"It's okay, I can't die." Gu Yangyun gasped, a few drops of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, obviously enduring great pain.

Su Bai could probably understand his situation.

These injuries may not be fatal, but what is really fatal is the ubiquitous and very rich yin qi around him, which is eroding his body all the time.

It was a torture of the soul!

"Can you still move? The exit is just upstairs. Su Bai stepped forward to support him, but he refused.

"I can do it alone. But those who came down with me were all ......," Gu Yangyun sighed.

"Is it the dead outside?"

Su Bai could probably guess it.

Because ordinary people's will and body resistance are not strong, they are quickly eroded and turned into zombie-like ghosts, while people like Gu Yangyun can hold on for a longer time because of their special physique.

"When you kill them, you give them a good time. It's better than being lost here forever and becoming a lonely ghost. ”

"No...... I didn't kill them. Gu Yangyun shook his head, "I am good at pupil arts, my skills are not very strong, and I am very reluctant to protect myself under the siege of those monsters, and these injuries on my body were left at that time." ”

"That's ......," Su Bai was stunned.

"It's a woman." Gu Yangyun glanced at him, "I remember that you were often with her, don't you know her skills?" ”

Su Bai reacted instantly, and what he said should be Lin Wanqin.

It's just that it stands to reason that Lin Wanqin shouldn't have ......

Wait a minute.

He remembered that Shen Suxian had vaguely mentioned to him about Lin Wanqin's special physique, and there was another special personality hidden in his body.

Could it be that personality emerged after encountering mortal danger?