By this time, the 444 bus had stopped silently, two doors opened, and there was endless darkness outside.

Feng Yun was the first to stand up and walked towards the car, Yan Qilin followed closely behind, and the fat man walked behind.

The car had obviously arrived at the station, but the four people were still sitting in the car, and the fat man took a curious look when he passed by the old lady.

"Click...... Click......"

Just as the fat man's eyes fell on the old lady's wrinkled face, there was a sudden sound of bone friction in the silent carriage.

The fat man's eyes widened, and he noticed that the old lady was now very stiff and twisting her neck, and looked this way.

As the old lady twisted her neck more and more, the sound of bone friction became clearer and clearer.

By the end of the day, the old lady's neck and body had formed an almost straight 60-degree angle.

This scene startled the unsuspecting fat man, and he hurriedly turned to look at Feng Yun and Yan Qilin, but he never thought about turning back, and the two of them had long since disappeared.

But it was this turn that made the fat man immediately see the man in the shabby overalls sitting in the front, the woman in the floral dress, and the little girl in the bright red dress, whose neck had been twisted at a 90-degree angle, was showing a bleak smile towards him.

The common trait of these men is that their eyes are wide and their mouths are split into a very strange arc.

They just watched the fat man smile quietly, and this silent weird horror often made people's backs chill even more.

"Smack!"

At this moment, a hand slammed on the fat man's shoulder, which also made the fat man's already tense nerves on the verge of collapse.

"Oh!"

A pig-killing cry came from the fat man's mouth, his tiger body was shocked, and he suddenly looked back, only to find that Feng Yun and Yan Qilin were standing behind him seriously looking at him at this moment.

"Bureau...... Director ......"

The fat man was a little confused, and when he looked around, the strange scene just now was long gone.

The four of them were still sitting in their same positions and looking out the window, which made the fat man realize that he seemed to have seen another hallucination.

Feng Yun and Yan Qilin walked towards the car without saying a word, the fat man didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so he hurriedly followed.

But in his heart, he was very puzzled by everything that had just happened, so while getting out of the car, he leaned over to Feng Yun's side and asked:

"Director, what happened just now, I seem to be hallucinating again.

But aren't we already in illusion now? It stands to reason that what we see should be the same, right? ”

In the face of the fat man's inquiry, Feng Yun's mind immediately showed relevant folk knowledge, which allowed him to always give answers to these questions as soon as possible.

"There are yin gods, yang gods, and primordial gods in the human body, which are as indispensable as the roots, stems and leaves of plants.

Everything in the world can be divided into yin and yang, women are yin, and men are yang, so men's yang gods are more sufficient, the yuan gods are secondary, and the yin gods are slightly weaker.

Therefore, illusion is actually a kind of magic that directly acts on these three gods, but the gods it acts on are different, and the influence is naturally different.

The Yang God of Yan Qilin and I are stronger than you, so the impact of this illusion will be much weaker than yours.

Your Yang God is a little weaker, so it is likely that you will fall into this illusion again and fall into a deeper illusion.

Good thing ......"

Feng Yun tugged at the red rope connected to each other's fingertips:

"The lifelines of you and I are connected by a rope, and anyone else can quickly sense it, so that with the help of external forces, you will not fall deeper and deeper into the illusion."

Hearing what Feng Yun said, the fat man suddenly felt a little unconvinced:

"Director, where do you say this, why is my Yang God weaker than you?"

Feng Yun glanced at the fat man deeply with a strange look, and then said unhurriedly:

"Ling's yang god is weak, who is to blame? The weak Yang God is either not a child's body, or he is not a person with a good heart.

Which of the above two are you talking about? ”

"I ......"

The fat man was suddenly a little speechless for a while, Feng Yun's words were indeed his lifeline, so that even if he was unwilling, he really couldn't say anything.

Because I'm fucking two of them!

"I'm in my thirties, not a boy or something."

But just as the fat man was muttering and wanted to ask if Feng Yun and Yan Qilin were children, his eyes were quickly attracted by a behemoth in the darkness not far away.

At this moment, the group of three people had already gotten off the bus, and the No. 444 bus gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

The environment in which the three of them are at the moment is full of an indescribable weirdness.

The fat man looked around, then looked at the two beside him with some astonishment and said:

"We are now, are we still on Longhua Road?"

The fat man can vaguely recognize that this road is a little familiar, especially at the intersection not far away, and he can vaguely see the three big characters of Longhua Road.

But in the memory of several people, Longhua Road is lined with unfinished buildings on both sides, but now these two sides seem to be inhabited by people.

The miserable white light from the windows of every house brought some light to the dark road, so it also added a bit of weirdness.

"Something is wrong......"

Yan Qilin, who didn't speak much, took the initiative to speak, he pointed to the house not far away and said:

"There are problems with the orientation of the houses here......"

Feng Yun nodded approvingly, then looked at the distance not far away and said with a calm face:

"Sitting in the south and facing north, it is either fierce or evil, especially when they are leaning against a big locust tree......"

The behemoth that the fat man saw just now was a towering ancient tree standing not far away.

Although I don't know the age of this tree, the trunk is so thick that five or six adults can't hold it.

And the leafy branches of this big locust tree almost obscured this side of the world, so that all the houses sitting below, even in the daytime, it was difficult to let in a little light.

Don't look at Feng Yun's calm face at the moment, but his heart was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the field of folklore, there is a term called Yin House......

This definition of the yin house is different from what ordinary people know, and it is not just that it is not dominant in feng shui, or it is a place where the dead live.

All things in the world, yin and yang are opposed, and in the land of yang houses, there must be yin houses to exist.

It's like a mirror, with the outside of the mirror being the Yang House and the inside being the Yin House.

There is another side to all places, like a reflection of the living world.

But Feng Yun never thought that they would actually go to the Yin Mansion on Longhua Road under the leadership of that bus.

Doesn't this mean that those who disappeared have never actually left Longhua Road, but have only entered another special "plane".