In the dimly lit world, a group of ten people, dressed differently, kept moving forward.

Some were dressed sloppily, their clothes were tattered, and their faces were blackened, like beggars on the side of the road, some were dressed casually, and they carried a huge hiking bag as if they were traveling, some wore suits, evening dresses, and even one person had a goblet in his hand, as if he was participating in a banquet.

There is no doubt that the people in this team do not seem to be at the same level, as if they were forcibly mixed together and formed temporarily, but in fact it is the opposite, although the atmosphere in the team is a little dignified, it is not because of conflicts between the team members.

Among the ten people, although there are signs of splitting into small groups, there is still communication between them, discussing some situations, and it seems that the relationship is not bad.

"Gary, have you found anything?" The beggar-like man shouted "Talk" to the front of the group, but as he spoke, his mouth did not move, but his stomach swelled strangely.

Gary was a middle-aged man, hairless, tall, with corpse spots on his face, who was holding a telescope and looking at the virtual shadow above the Wang's ancient mansion.

The telescope in his hand is very special, there are many stains and damages on it, and there are not even lenses, and it is impossible to continue using it under normal circumstances.

"No, the supernatural over there is so terrifying, I think our decision may be wrong, going to the ancient mansion is not the answer to the problem, and it may even leave our lives there." Gary's turquoise eyes flashed with horror.

It's not because he sees too much, but because he sees too little and sees too much, at least it shows that with his ability, he can see some useful things, and the source of the ghost may not be able to solve the source of the ghost with the cooperation of ten people.

But the current situation is that he can't see anything, which undoubtedly shows that his current supernatural is not even qualified to "see", with his understanding of this team, it will definitely not be too good to force his way through.

"Come on, Gary, your old pair of telescopes should have been eliminated a long time ago, and you said the same thing the last time I went on a mission with you, aren't we alive and well now?" A woman in an evening dress scoffed.

"We've come here, now go back, are you going to make those cowards laugh at us? Also, is there anything you can do to help us get out of this hellish place other than going to that room? If not, just shut up and play with your toys. Another man stood up and said.

"Mio, you're going to check on the situation next."

They also assigned a ghost rider to carry out intelligence work, this is a team of ten people, and there is never more than one person in all aspects.

Gary looked at the "persistent" crowd and knew what they meant, now they have no choice, if they don't find a way out as soon as possible, sooner or later they will be dragged into the abyss by the huge number of ghosts in Dadong City, and therefore, even if Gary makes it clear that he is in danger, they can only insist on their own opinions.

"I'm going to go to you, I'm not going to go." Gary finally chose to retreat, he was reluctant to come at first, but he was coerced by his teammates, coupled with the temptation to leave, and his will was shaken, so he acted together.

But if the will can be shaken once, it can be shaken a second time, and Gary, who senses the danger, is unwilling to continue.

In the face of the dangerous eyes around him, he didn't have any fear, and looked around: "You know my ability very well, in the face of your siege, I will never be an opponent, but you will not be an opponent of the powerful ghosts of Dadong City." ”

In the actions of a group, the person who takes the lead in raising the voice of opposition will often be hostile to the vast majority of the people, and this phenomenon is even more serious among the ghost handlers, and if Gary does not have some hole cards, of course, he will not blatantly say that he is leaving.

No one would gamble with Gary in such a situation, and even if there is a crazy person who wants to stop people and discourage everyone from retreating, his teammates will help Gary stop him.

Looking at the surroundings or indifference, or retreat, or even crazy eyes, Gary smiled disdainfully and turned away on his own.

Thanks to the fact that they had worked as a team to deal with a lot of ghosts together, Gary's return journey was not too difficult, which was also good news.

"Can you tell me what you know? We're still curious. "Walking under a building, thick ghost smoke covered it, a terrible paper figure suddenly appeared, everything happened in an instant, and Gary was dragged into the building without resistance.

Li Leping and Liu San have been wandering around the city, the darkness suppresses the supernatural, but it also depends on people, when the scope spreads to a certain extent, the power dispersed to the individual is naturally much smaller, at least, Li Leping's impact is not very great, which is very helpful for them to watch the development of some things in secret.

……………

Meanwhile.

After Gary left, the remaining nine people were much more silent, and the atmosphere in the team was much more solemn, unless there was something that no one wanted to do, it would not cause any problems.

But as long as someone makes a start, follow-up problems will follow, such as now, the impetuous human heart, the ghosts that appear from time to time, each other's filthiness, the unknown road ahead, everything is interfering with this team, maybe it will erupt in the next moment, so that the latent cracks of this team are revealed.

However, they didn't seem to have this opportunity, and when the ancient mansion was still three kilometers away from them, an ancient mansion suddenly appeared in front of them.

There was no doubt that there was a big problem with this, but when I looked in other directions, I saw that it was also the same ancient mansion, and I looked up again, and the huge phantom of the altar had not yet covered here, but it was not far away.

The thick darkness condensed in the sky, and the terrifying spirit diffused in the air, and ordinary people in such an environment could not even hold on for five seconds before their lives could be declared over.

Even if they are not weak ghost riders, they are extremely uncomfortable in such an environment, and their strength has been suppressed by five or sixty percent.

After all, it's just that after forming a team, you can compete with the king, not that your personal strength is comparable to the king, and your performance in such a situation is naturally inferior to the king.

"Ark, what should I do?"

The team set their sights on the leader, the most powerful ghost rider on their team, and their leader.

He has mastered a very special supernatural and has a very keen perception of supernatural events, and has led them to deal with many supernatural events, and there is no attrition in the team.

The only drawback is that this kind of keen perception often requires close contact with supernatural events to play a role.

Unfortunately, when Gary reminded him before, it wasn't within Ark's trigger range, but now, it is.

The terrible sense of crisis coming from all directions constantly stimulated Ark's nerves, and this was the second experience in his life, the first time was when he had just harnessed this terrible ghost and was accidentally passed by by the ghost painting.

The gray world did not involve him, but the shadow left behind could never be erased, even if he had reached the height he is now.

Now, although the source is different, the horror is the same event again, which really makes him very uncomfortable, or rather very depressing.

In the face of his teammates' inquiries, he had no words to answer, all the rooms gave him the same sense of danger, and the seemingly calm room contained a danger that was enough for their group to be wiped out.

As for the sky above that is not yet covered by the illusion of the altar?

Before, when they were not separated from a group of ghost riders from abroad, there was a ghost rider who mastered the ghost domain and tried to break through the supernatural that covered the sky and escape from the city occupied by powerful ghosts, and then he died a miserable death.

"Whew, go here." Ark felt everything around him with all his might, and the extreme sense of crisis constantly stimulated his nerves, trying to make him collapse.

Finally, as for choosing a house that is relatively less dangerous, about a little safer than the others, the probability of them surviving can increase by about 0.1 percent.

The rest of the people looked a little hesitant, they were not stupid, and they also noticed Yak's anomaly, but looking at the surrounding situation, they quickly figured it out, after all, there was no choice now.

It's just that.

Unexpected.

After entering the ancient mansion, nothing unusual happened, not even Yak felt the threat just now, and everything seemed to be calm.

But.

Is this possible?

With a vigilant mentality, the group walked towards the depths of the ancient mansion, they did not believe that there was no threat in the ancient mansion, but they felt that they had not touched a certain condition to keep the ancient mansion calm at present.

"Huh? When did this wooden bench appear? A man said suddenly, and everyone turned to look, and sure enough, at the entrance of the corridor behind them, there was a long wooden bench at some point.

Under the artificially created dim light, the wooden bench was unusually bright in color, scarlet as blood, as if emitting a faint red light.

"No, no, there are ones up there." Another person said, and while their attention was "attracted", there was an extra wooden bench.

This is even just the beginning, as time goes by, the number of wooden benches in the corridor is gradually increasing, and they, except for finding that the number of wooden benches is rising, have no gain, and they have no clue how the wooden benches appeared.

"Ah~!"

A frightened cry suddenly sounded, and the man closest to the stool, as if pushed by something, fell towards the wooden stool, and then when he was about to pounce on the wooden stool, his body twisted strangely, moved, and sat directly on the stool, as if something was helping him to sit up.

During this period, someone reacted in time, and the ghost domain was extended, and he wanted to pull people over, but as soon as the ghost domain was released, a stool suddenly appeared in front of him, and the blood-colored bench shook slightly, and the spread of the ghost domain was directly blocked.

The man sitting on the stool still had a frightened look on his face, but after all, he was a well-trained ghost handler, and he quickly adjusted himself and prepared to get out of this stool, and it was at this time that a strange scene appeared.

A strange person suddenly appeared on the empty stool, the man was in old clothes, stiff and cold, with a pair of empty eyes, a pair of thin legs curled up, hanging on the ground, sitting on the wooden bench in a strange posture.

The next moment.

The terrible spirit attacked, all means failed to come in handy, the face became dead and silent, the breath belonging to the living disappeared, and it turned directly into a corpse, and the powerful ghost under control also became silent, and did not recover because of the death of the ghost rider.

"Get out of these stools, walk back to back, and kick the stools that stand in the way." Ark's quick reaction, coupled with his unique supernatural powers, soon led to some special information.

There are two ghosts in this area, one is these illusory wooden stools, and the other is a pair of ghosts that match the wooden stools, which can prompt people to sit on the stool.

At the same time, he also noticed that the man just now seemed to have been pushed by something, and this was most likely caused by the second ghost.

After Ark's suggestion, everyone quickly sprang into action, finding the nearest person to form a team and walk forward together.

It's just that.

Obviously, things can't be solved so easily, and what falls at the end of the team is a combination of a man in a suit and a woman in an evening dress, their supernatural powers complement each other to a certain extent, and when they deal with the enemy together, they will exert their strength far beyond that of individuals, and their ability to save their lives will also be enhanced to a certain extent.

In this team, the comprehensive strength of the two is only under Yak, and the accident happened between the two.

A blood-colored bench suddenly appeared between the two, forcibly separating them, and a terrible force grabbed the man in the suit by the collar and forcibly dragged him back.

His strength was obviously much stronger than the man before, and there were terrible bloody handprints on his old suit.

Between the supernatural confrontation, enough many people reacted, and the first man to make a move was the man closest to the two, holding a goblet in his hand, which contained an unknown liquid as scarlet as blood, and was splashed by him behind the man in the suit who was pulled by the ghost.

The next moment.

A rotten, emaciated arm suddenly appeared in the void, and a delicate dagger struck from nowhere, but instead of hitting the arm, it pierced through it and nailed into the wall of the corridor.

"What?"

Ark's face changed, and it was clear that the dagger had been fired by him, but it didn't have any effect, which was obviously a bit more than he expected.

The man in the suit stumbled under his feet, and was dragged by the ghost, and suddenly lost the ability to resist and sat directly on the stool.

"Oh, Shet!"

The woman standing not far away exclaimed, and a lot of heavy dust suddenly appeared on her evening dress, as if it had been on it for a long time.

This is the protective "prop" of this supernatural clothing, which can isolate many supernatural attacks, and the man in the suit has a deep connection with her, and the supernatural attacks he suffered are being traced.

The others were willing to help, but they were also too busy to take care of themselves, and blood-colored wooden stools appeared behind everyone, and thin arms appeared, either pushing or pulling, dragging them towards the wooden stool.

Thirty seconds later.

The corridor is about calm.

The street also returned to its former state, and several ancient houses disappeared as if they had not existed from the beginning, except that more than a dozen terrifying figures left the street, and a blood-colored wooden bench silently appeared in a corner of the street.

Wang Chaling didn't care about these foreign ghost handlers at first, the king suppressed them, and some small shrimps didn't need to care.

But the premise is that they don't come to make trouble, they can do it now, and what they can do in the future, Wang Chaling simply "can't imagine".

simply sent out more than a dozen deceitful ghosts to deal with these people first.

(End of chapter)