"That's it!"

After Wu Heng thought about it, he decided that the plot world he would enter next time would be "Ghost Street 8".

After thoroughly dealing with the things in the lighthouse, Wu Heng thought about the tower seal:

"Back to reality."

As soon as the scene in front of him turned, he had already returned to the cave in the back cliff, and Yu Er was released by Wu Heng, and his ability to hit the wall began to interfere with the surrounding environment.

Prevent anyone from prying eyes.

The skin of the middle-aged Sun Ji'an, who was disguised by Yu Er before, was obtained from the cliff watching him on the cliff, and it has been destroyed in the plot world.

Moreover, this kind of disguised report is a means of temporary delay.

After a long time, the other party will inevitably find the abnormality, and when the time comes, it will make him fall into passivity.

"You have to mix the water first, divert your attention and buy time."

After Wu Heng made a decision in his heart, he quickly searched for the map of the city of Beiquan where he was located through his mobile phone.

According to the information revealed by the spy who monitored him when he was caught in the trick wall, it can be determined that the Dark Snow Company in the same city is the arranger of this operation.

He didn't choose to search for Darksnow directly on the Internet, because web browsing would leave traces.

Therefore, the next best thing to do is to choose to search the map of the entire city and then look for the specific location of the Dark Snow Company in it.

If this place was just a plot world, Wu Heng even dared to directly set off the entire Beiquan City.

But this is the Deep Blue Star, which is the place where he can live in reality, and I don't know how many of them are the number of tower guards alone.

One thing is for sure,

In the depths of this ordinary world, there is a real level, which has been surging in the dark tide, and all forces are stirring the wind and rain, which is definitely not as simple as the ordinary people of the predecessor recognized.

"Found it!"

Wu Heng's gaze was fixed on the interface of the mobile phone, and a place name was displayed on it: Lingshui District, Beiquan City, the middle section of Cuiping Street, and the Dark Snow Building.

The electronic map automatically zooms in, and the pop-up panoramic view of the landmark shows the appearance of the building.

With the address in mind,

Wu Heng walked out of the cave and came to the location of the front room of the homestay.

Looking at this homestay that looks like an ancient building, he realized how stupid he was to buy a car and a house before.

Although you have already thought of excuses, some people will not listen to your excuses at all.

The Deep Blue Star Codex restricts only ordinary people, and restricts ordinary people who rely on the Code to survive.

The law of the jungle may be the immutable law of nature.

Human beings are also members of the natural world.

Wu Heng, who was emancipating his mind, raised his head suddenly, squinted at the position outside the door, and his collapsed eyelids covered his eyes, like a sharp edge.

Because someone is looking inside from the position of the main gate of the guesthouse.

Wu Heng yawned and walked to the gate and opened the door with a creak.

On the gravel road directly opposite the door, there stood an old man bowing down.

Sallow wrinkles crawled all over his face, his white hair was sparse, and he was wearing a loose black cloth coat, which was comfortable at the same time, but also looked thinner.

But it can be seen from the quality of the cloth gown that it is not a family that lacks money, at least not in the category of poverty.

"Uncle, what's the matter, the layout of this house is okay, why don't I take you to visit it?" Wu Heng pretended to have just woken up, and said politely with sleepy eyes.

In the depths of his eyes, with a scrutinizing gaze, he judged the identity of this old man from all angles.

"No, no, this building is still planned by me, what am I visiting, the person Awang said is you?"

The old man's stiff gaze, which had been staring at the courtyard, disappeared, and he said happily.

"Who is Ngawang?" Wu Heng was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Li, Li Zhiwang, the person who built this house." The old man was old, slurred in speech, mixed with dialects, and explained in a vague voice.

Wu Heng then remembered that this was the name of the guy who sold the homestay.

"Oh, I brought you home-smoked fragrant meat, I haven't seen anyone in the room move for so long, so I came to see how young people should exercise more." The old man glanced at Wu Heng as he woke up, and said to himself.

Then he walked a few steps, approached the fence, and hung a piece of black pork belly in his hand, about a foot long, on the fence, and didn't wait for Wu Heng to say anything, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't, he turned around and left directly.

"Thank you, uncle, you're bothered!"

Wu Heng watched the other party leave, and let go of the strength that was accumulating and ready to attack at any time.

This old man did look like an ordinary person, his whole body was filled with signs of old age and decay, and Wu Heng could even smell the rotten breath on his body.

Not like a camouflage.

Wu Heng watched the other party walk leisurely to a house in the middle of the village, and after remembering his location, he casually put the bacon in the refrigerator of the homestay.

This kind of food that is actively delivered to the door, whether it is good intentions or not, he will not eat it.

Then return to the cave room and check the surveillance from some time ago.

It wasn't until it was confirmed from the surveillance that the old man was a resident of this place that he was relieved.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, the whole mountain area was completely covered in night.

A dark cloud slowly obscured the moon, and the night became thicker, and the chirping of nocturnal animals in the deep forest stopped for a short time.

At this time, on the back cliff of the B&B.

A black shadow instantly climbed up the steep cliff, the route was straight, and rushed towards the top of the mountain, like an arrow from the string.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night, and after a long time, the dark clouds drifted away, and the silver frosty moonlight fell back on the cliff, and nothing seemed to happen.

Deep in the mountains of Lushan, among the dense jungles.

Wu Heng was speeding beyond the cheetah, shuttling quickly, rushing towards the foot of the opposite mountain.

Because the canopy of the trees obscured the only moonlight, the path he traveled was so dark that he could not see his fingers, but to him it was like walking on the ground, like thorns in an iron fence being ignored.

After crossing the two peaks, Wu Heng had already run a hundred miles away, and he revealed his face under the street lamps in the countryside, he was wearing a middle-aged European leather jacket at this time, looking majestic and majestic.

After an hour of continuous shuttle, with the whole city in the north as the center, Wu Heng has come to the exact opposite direction to Lushan B&B.

He pulled out a dirt bike and put on his helmet again.

At this moment, it is located in the middle of the Stone Forest Expressway, and as long as you keep riding east, you can enter the northern city area.

After 30 minutes,

Wu Heng carried three beams of fear from passing drivers about his dangerous driving, and stopped at the location of the highway checkpoint.

Put the motorcycle into the life box and quietly sneak into the city of Beiquan.

Wu Heng changed his middle-aged Asian face again and reached out to stop a taxi.

"Master, do you have any more energetic places to recommend?" Wu Heng handed two hundred federal coins to the taxi driver through the gap in the railings of the front and rear seats.

The middle-aged driver who was blessed glanced at Wu Heng through the rearview mirror, and his eyes fell on Wu Heng's abdomen for a second, and then he said meaningfully:

"The Jade Township on Hongcheng Street is good, do you want to go?"

"No, no, no, that place can't work!" Wu Heng refused without even thinking about it.

"The Peach Blossom Palace in Longhua District?"

"No, change it." Wu Heng took out a hundred again and handed it over, letting the other party's complaints block his throat, "It's not bad money, report something!" ”

"Huanxi on Houhai Street."

"Change, change, that one has been there, generally." Before the driver finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Heng.

"The Snow Girl Pool in Lingshui District, the hot spring massage is not wrong, and it can be carried out at the same time." The driver looked at the face of the banknote and forcibly continued to introduce.

"Okay, that's it." Wu Heng seemed to have a bright eye and decided on his destination.

The driver kicked the accelerator and drove to the Lingshui area.

Wu Heng is also getting closer and closer to the Dark Snow Company.

"Here it is!"

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped near a manor-like building with a gatehouse plaque and neon lights, and the driver greeted him.

Wu Heng nodded and walked out of the vehicle.

After the driver was gone, he turned and walked onto the sidewalk next to him and disappeared into the night.

Wu Heng, who had already put the map of Beiquan City into his head, identified the location and confirmed that Cuiping Street was next door, and the tallest building in the middle of the street was his target.

It just so happened that in the clubhouse of the Snow Maiden Pond Manor next to it, a young woman wearing a white dress, wrapped in white velvet shoulders, and light makeup came out.

The direction she was walking was the junction of the intersection, which was the direction Wu Heng needed to go.

The other party's footsteps retreated in a panic, because she found Wu Heng wearing a hood and looking around.

Wu Heng didn't care about it originally, but a wave of fear suddenly came from the direction of the other party.

So they followed each other and walked up.

The emotion of fear was transmitted more and more, and Wu Heng felt as if he was playing a game of picking up attributes, and every step he took would enhance a wisp of strength.

When he first returned to reality, he didn't even notice that the Deep Blue Star had his own fear.

It's a very sad thing.

Because it represents the entire dark blue star, there is no one who is afraid of the predecessor and is afraid of him.

Even when he was racing on the highway, the fear of the frightened driver was fleeting.

Now that it is finally possible to have such a rich production body, Wu Heng will naturally not miss it.

He happily collected his emotions, but the woman's steps became faster and faster, until the shadow of the nearby wall disappeared and a lighted storefront appeared.

"Hey, brother, don't wait for me at the crossroads, come over here, I'm going that way!"

With the help of the lights of the storefront, the woman who pretended to be on the phone ran away.

The heels slammed into the stone floor, leaving behind a cloud of fear.

Wu Heng felt a little sorry and watched the other party run away.

From the woman's emotions, he found that there was something strange about the objects that the woman feared, some similar to monsters like conjoined octopuses.

"He's also a person with complicated experiences."

Wu Heng sighed, if he wanted, he could embody the object of his fear, and produce the illusion that he could hurt a woman.

Even if the power of fear is built up enough, it will be enough to turn it into reality.

It is both false and true, pointing directly to what the other person fears the most, which is the power of fear.

"It's time to get down to business!"

Wu Heng glanced at the time, and it was already 1:02 in the morning.

He watched the woman's disappearing back, pulled open the sewer manhole cover under his feet, and got inside.

The sewers of the Deep Blue Star, similar to the bomb shelters, are even equipped with surveillance in some sections, but the Lingshui area is not installed.

Wu Heng followed the pipeline and came to the underground location at the entrance of the Dark Snow Building.

In the sentry boxes on both sides of the door, there are two security guards.

Different from the uncles in the ordinary community, they are all sturdy young people, Wu Heng felt a capable aura from these two people, but they are not veterans.

is more similar to Cai Xueli and Brother Kun he met at the beginning, and they should also belong to the Lian family.

Judging from their muscle strength and breath of life, Wu Heng felt that although these two people were not as good as Brother Kun, they were only one line apart.

If you put it in the previous life, how could any of these two people win a world boxing championship, but now, they are just the security force of the building.

That's the reality gap.

Brother Kun, who thought it was okay at the beginning, is just an ant in the eyes of Wu Heng today.

"Since you're looking for me, then I'm here!"

With a wave of his hand, he released Yu Er.

The treacherous wall instantly enveloped the two of them, and the illusion unfolded around them, and their eyes instantly became dull.

Wu Heng felt that Yu Er needed to be strengthened.

This time, the trick hit the wall, and it was only Kankan who fell into it, and their spirits were relatively strong, although they were not as good as the candidates in the plot, but they were better than Ben. Hanscombe, they're a lot stronger.

The two of them stood still, wisps of fear passed on.

Because they saw Wu Heng's disguised appearance in the illusion of beating the wall.

This is the result that Wu Heng wants, using the trickery of Yu Er to form an illusion, transmitting his image into the illusion with images, and cooperating with other illusions to stimulate their fear.

And use their fears as a force to cause a deeper impact.

Wu Heng sensed their fear from the emotions of the two.

They are aging and psionic energy.

They weren't even aware of the existence of the tower keepers, believing that psionics were the strongest force.

"In that case, then I will satisfy you!"

Wu Heng gathered the touch spiritual power that had been able to cover the entire body at the head position, like a crown.

The terrifying emotions that surrounded him were mobilized by him and surged towards the two of them.

One of them's skin aged rapidly, as if it had been drained of life, the luster on his face disappeared, the muscles in his body melted, and layers of wrinkles were superimposed.

It's like an air-dried apple.

The other person found that he had obtained the spiritual ability to control blood, and he spit out a large amount of blood uncontrollably, and the blood mist filled the position of the entrance of the building, covering the sewer manhole cover above Wu Heng's head.

Wu Heng was wearing a mask and a hood, and took the opportunity to get out of it.

The security guard had vomited out of blood and fell to the ground pale.

Because of death, two huge waves of fear were passed on to Wu Heng, which was a hundred times richer than before.

These two martial arts practitioners who can only be practiced by insisting on practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer are like puppets in Wu Heng's hands, and he has lost his life with one thought.

"Really. It's too weak. ”

Wu Heng walked towards the building, and the blood mist that filled the door, as if he had found his master, rushed to Wu Heng, and then withered and dissipated.

(End of chapter)