Whether it's on the streets of the city center or in the desert where no one is there.

On this night, it was quite 'lively'.

Dense figures, born from the unreal, just looking at the intensity, are more lively than the bus at half past seven in the morning.

And with the passage of time, the density is still increasing, and the figures overlap with each other.

It's not just the bones that remain, it's every living creature that has died on this land for countless years.

As long as there are traces of the souls of the souls in this world, the souls of the souls of the creatures that have been buried in them have begun to revive.

But I don't know why, in the living quarters, there are no of them.

The 'ghosts' that were supposed to be born in these areas have appeared near the surrounding streets.

As for other places, even in the originally prosperous shopping malls, or in some cultivation academies including Daotian Academy, they were more or less born.

However, in a region like a cultivation academy where there are cultivators, as soon as these existences appear, they are excluded by the formation or artificially.

If there are any places where these things really don't exist, it's only those lands that have recently been born because of the expansion of the world.

……

And these have just regained their previous memories, remembering who they are, and when they haven't had time to do anything.

Without warning, a thick black mist was born out of nothingness, enveloping them.

……

A certain residential building, on the first floor.

Although it was almost twelve o'clock, the family, because of some trivial matters, was not ready to rest until now.

The hostess of the house walked to the living room, looked at the little girl who was still looking at the bear, and said softly, "Xiaoyin, you want to sleep." ”

A little girl of about four or five years old who was sitting on the sofa and staring at the two bears with her eyes was still a little reluctant, but she still responded obediently, "Okay, Mom." ”

Turning off the TV, the hostess picked up the little girl with both hands and dragged her chin over her shoulder.

The little girl looked out the window shrouded in night, "Mom, there are so many uncles, aunts, grandparents and grandparents outside." ”

The hostess who heard the girl's words froze.

Although she knew that she shouldn't do this, curious, the hostess turned to look out the window.

Outside the window, where there was nothing, she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she still changed her position and hugged the little girl, so that her eyes could be taken away from the window.

……

Even some time ago, the Ming officials had repeatedly ordered that they try not to go out after dark, and at the same time closed all nighttime entertainment venues.

In a corner of the city, there was still a young man hurrying to his home with an anxious face.

For some reason, young people feel that there is an extra coolness in this evening.

The breeze blew, as if his brain was directly exposed, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He didn't know that with every step he took, he passed through countless figures.

……

The cultivators in the entire Ming Dynasty were aware of this unusual scene.

In this regard, some were extremely shocked, and some had expected it.

But no matter what they think, it's going to happen.

After the black fog fell, all the cultivators seemed to see some terrifying existence and withdrew their spiritual sense.

At the same time, keep your mind and no longer care about external objects.

……

Yang Shen is also a person who once died on this land.

He died three years ago, at the age of 87.

After waking up from the state of confusion and having memories, Yang Shen looked at himself, has he become a ghost?

The clothes on his body seemed to be the same as they were when he died.

And...... Yang Shen breathed a sigh of relief, when he was old, he had been tortured by illness for so many years, but he didn't expect that he could still feel the feeling of being disease-free and light after death.

After realizing his state, Yang Shen looked at the state of the ghosts around him, and he was also quite shocked.

Even with more than 80 years of experience, it was the first time he had seen this battle.

Not only modern people, within Yang Shen's field of vision, from ancient times to the present, there are costumes of various dynasties.

If his knowledge was rich enough, Yang Shen would have discovered that the clothes worn by these people were all born in the period after the legend of the underworld appeared.

Yang Shen looked around and grew his mouth, and he didn't know if there was any direct ancestor of his own around him.

Yang thought about it deeply, and through the somewhat transparent bodies of the ghosts around him, he probably recognized his current location, which was a cemetery he had chosen before his death.

……

As more and more 'ghosts' regain their old memories, Yang Shen feels that the surroundings have become more lively than the vegetable market.

That is, the communication between these 'ghosts' can only be heard by themselves.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as a young man with a relatively high spiritual sense, listening to the noise outside, feeling like he is about to go crazy.

……

Just when Yang Shen was about to squeeze out to see if he could go home and take a look.

He found that he was the only one left around, and the original hustle and bustle became very quiet.

There was a dense black fog all around, and only a winding path could be seen beneath your feet.

One end of the path was at Yang Shen's feet, and the other end was deep in the black mist.

There was a force in the darkness urging Yang Shen to walk along this path towards the depths of the black mist.

After struggling for a while, Yang Shen's eyes, which had originally regained his senses, became chaotic again.

Under the influence of some force, instinctively walk on this path.

Not only Yang Shen, but tens of billions of 'ghosts', a similar path has appeared under their feet.

Occasionally, some of them break free from this peculiar state.

Most of them died unjustly, or in a way that was too tragic.

After regaining their senses, as if something had awakened, the resentment from the depths of their hearts began to hit their minds.

Most of them lost their minds almost instantaneously, and became real ghosts, or weird, full of resentment and unwillingness.

Some of them even soaked themselves with the incomparably rich blood light on their bodies because of the excessive hatred in their hearts.

Only a very small part, after being awakened by resentment, has not been completely consumed by resentment, and still retains all or part of their sanity.

Either way, they didn't mean to set foot on the path in front of them.

Instead, he turned and walked towards the black fog around him.

In the black mist, there seemed to be some even more strange existences, and they were specifically designed to deal with these ghosts who refused to set foot on the Yellow Spring Road.

Most of these ghosts that broke away from Huangquan Road and walked into the surrounding black fog became food for some existence, with a chewing sound that was enough to make people's teeth chatter.

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