The sky is gray, and there are two waning moons, one on the left and one on the right, rotating back and forth according to an invisible point, and I don't know how many annual rings.

The earth was black and red, full of cracks, large and small, innumerable. The great is the abyss, which crosses the chasm and grows so long that there is no end in sight, and divides the earth in two halves from east to west. Small as an earthworm, twisted and twisted, strange, everything.

From above, from below,

The peaks are peculiar, mostly large at the two ends and small in the middle, and a few are columns, and the cross-section is almost unchanged from top to bottom, all red, as if soaked in blood.

When the river dries up, you can see the outline of the original channel, but the water no longer exists, or it has flowed down the cracks and crevices to the ground.

The trees and flowers are all black, and under the moonlight, they glow with fluorescence, as if they are wearing a white dress, which is a good scenery.

Space distorted, and Yumeng shuttled out of a monument, recalling what had happened before:

Thousands of newts swarmed in, and the only way was to escape, and behind them was a ten-meter square hole, which was in a straight line with the hole above, and this straight line was not perpendicular to Death Valley, but slightly inclined, so the hole was not located in the water.

The blue light in the cave gushed out, and it was even more intense.

Extraterrestrial meteorites?

You Meng glanced into the cave, then glanced at the newt surrounded on three sides, took out a military dagger from his backpack, jumped into the hole, and fell again, this time without a rope.

Screams were heard behind him.

Less than 100 meters, You Meng saw a blue water droplet, five meters in diameter, slowly rotating, and the light wave also rotated, pure and translucent, beautiful and not like a human thing!

Seeing that Yumeng was stunned, as if his soul was being captured, he forgot to insert the dagger into the cave wall to slow down, so he slammed his feet into the water droplets, as if he was about to "bang", and his legs were broken and his body was shortened, and he died miserably.

At the moment of collision, he did not dare to look directly, and when he turned his eyes, he saw her jump down the hole, and she saw him shuttle into the droplets.

"Boy, what are you doing at my doorstep?"

A shriveled scolding sounded in his ears, and after shuttling, the body of Youmeng, who fell between the tomb and the stele, shook his body, and looked up in astonishment, and saw that an old face in front of him was almost close to his face like layers of dead bark, so frightened that he supported the ground with both hands, and stepped back vigorously, and the stele where his head rested was passed by him, and he reached the aisle between the tombs.

At the head of the grave came a little old lady, with white hair coiled behind her head, a small face wrinkled together, very pale, as if it had been coated with five kilograms of flour, dressed in red, hunchbacked, two small hands so thin that only a layer of skin remained, and feet, no feet......

Floating on the grave.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Apologetic, You Meng quickly got up and floated away.

After floating in the corridor of the cemetery for a long time, looking at his empty trouser legs again and again, You Meng still couldn't quite accept that he was dead, and now he was a ghost!

Are there ghosts in this world?

Where am I?

Looking up at the sky, the two waning moons in the sky are definitely not on the earth.

"Hey, who are you? What are you shaking around in the middle of the night, did you pay the park fee?"

When the little old ghost in the black robe spoke, he was still at the gate of the cemetery, and after speaking, he had already arrived at Youmeng's side, floating fast, although he was only one meter tall, he floated to the same height as Youmeng, and his body exuded a faint coercion, sweeping over.

"I, I, didn't pay it. Yumu took two steps backwards, stammering from nervousness.

"You, dare to learn from me?!" The little old ghost stared at him with triangular eyes, his eyes glowed red, his body moved, he reached out and grabbed Youmeng's neck, and dragged him towards the gate.

The entrance to the cemetery was covered with cracks three meters away, and Yumeng was thrown three meters away, fell into the cracks, and experienced the feeling of falling for the third time.

This time the fall was very slow, slow, like a feather falling into a pond, no, it is difficult for a feather to sink in a pond, but Yumeng sank, and his body feathers were heavier. It sank about ten meters and hung in the air.

Beneath the crack is a dark territory, filled with black fog, which is difficult for the moonlight to penetrate, leaving only a layer of cold light on the surface of the black fog.

The crack space of about ten meters was dark, but You Meng was not afraid, You Meng was not afraid, he was worried, after all, it was in an unfamiliar environment - he could see in the dark, and his eyes could even penetrate the black fog and see the undulating cracks on both sides of the crack.

Being able to see in the dark is an ability as a ghost, which makes Yumeng a little less surprised, but now is the situation to think about how to get up to the crack? Even as a ghost, he still wants to see the light.

An embarrassing situation happened, he floated to the right side of the crack, reached out and grabbed at the raised stone, but his hand penetrated into the stone, and he did not grasp anything to the touch. Take out your hand from the stone and look at it carefully, your hand seems to be made of a combination of gases, not the original flesh and blood, and it is natural that you can't hold it!

It seems that you have to think of another way, and you Meng frowned and thought hard.

"Since the whole body is now in a state of gas, will the movement of the gas produce wind, and if the wind blows down, can it float up?"

Just do it, you dream of flapping your hands up and down like bird wings, but there is no use for eggs, there is no wind, he stops in place and does not move, this scene is a bit funny!

Of course, Yumeng didn't laugh. He took his right hand in front of his eyes and fanned it up and down, his hand piercing through the black mist like a stone, but it had no effect.

The stone black mist is an entity, and I am an imaginary body?

Just as You Meng rubbed the bridge of his nose and thought, six points of blood-red light lit up in the depths of the crack, and then approached quickly and silently, incredibly fast. Kilometers, 100 meters, 10 meters, when the two ghost-faced spiders entered the range of five meters, six bright lights flashed into their divergent consciousness, and You Meng woke up instantly and looked down.

The ghost face spider is the size of a grinding disc, the whole is jet black, the body is composed of a head and abdomen, the head has a face, the most conspicuous part is three eyes, arranged in a vertical position, glowing red, and the mouth below is horizontal, very long, almost reaching the edge of the round face, with fangs staggered up and down. At the junction of the head and abdomen there are long four arthropods, the posterior end is hairy, and the anterior end resembles a sharp sickle.

The moment their eyes met, the two ghost-faced beads pressed down on all fours, bounced up from the cracked surface, and pounced on Youmeng, their mouths open to the extreme, as if they wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

The first reaction of the dream is, of course, to escape, the mind moves, the body rises into the air, it can be said that the sound of "whoosh", faster than the world champion 100-meter impact!

He's fast, and so is the ghost-faced spider!

Seeing that the ghost-faced spider was getting closer and closer, the white light on the tip of the big tooth was getting brighter and brighter, and the dream mind mobilized the body to dodge left and right, but fortunately, the two ghost-faced spiders did not follow the left and right dodge, they followed the previous direct shooting route, pounced on the other side of the crack, pressed down on all fours, and catapulted again. Passing by again, there is no danger.

Ten meters away in the blink of an eye, the outline of the two waning moons can already be seen, the light on the black fog is close in front of him, You Meng can't help but show a smile on his face, but when he looks down again, the smile is frozen on his face.

I saw that the two ghost-faced spiders in mid-air turned their bodies almost at the same time, turned their tails towards him, and poofed twice, spewing out two cobwebs like farts, and white light flowed on the web.

It's as fast as a cannonball.

As soon as You Meng flew to the edge of the crack, he was covered by the cobweb, and the spider silk tightly bound his body, no matter whether he rushed left or right, he pulled forward and backward, it didn't work, he could only watch being pulled into the crack little by little.

Just came out and want to go in again?

Could it be fate?