HPDBC Chapter 166 Grave Bag And Sadness
Chapter 166 Grave Bag And Sadness
Until the ghost doll got the paper ball, the woman in the cheongsam had no intention of doing it.
After the paper ball was released, the cheongsam woman looked at Chen Xuan again and turned away again.
The graceful figure quickly disappeared in the thick fog, and it only took a moment, and even the thick fog disappeared.
What then appeared in front of them was a large open space, which was empty and nothing.
"what happened……………"
"Why are we still there?"
"There they are!"
Before the two could react, there was a sudden sound behind them.
Chen Xuan looked back and saw that the eight tour groups were following.
And in the thick fog just now, none of them were missing.
It seemed that the cheongsam woman really didn't mean to attack people.
Sending Chen Yong to fool those people casually, Chen Xuan opened the paper ball while walking.
There were so many hideous ghosts standing beside him at this time, and those eight people completely turned a blind eye.
The paper should have been kneaded many times, and it should feel particularly soft in the hand.
The ink on it is actually not clear, and it even looks more like 560, something that someone casually wrote with a finger or a branch or the like.
But he could clearly recognize the words inside.
"I used to be the ghost rider of the Xia Kingdom, but I lost control. You must go back and tell everyone what I want to say next!"
"Humans have created ghosts who want to gain longevity, but people eventually get out of control, and the road to longevity has been cut off. Remember, all ghosts are humans, and they don't want to disappear just because there are traces of them in this world!"
Chen Xuan's face suddenly became extremely serious.
Although many people have speculated, why there is a ghost recovery in this world.
But because there are no clues, any guesses are actually meaningless.
And now, a ghost in their eyes has delivered such news to them!
In fact, the original identity of this ghost turned out to be their predecessor!
The last time Chen Xuan discussed with Luo Zhi about the ghosts at Yanyun Tower, he also talked about the reasons for the formation of ghosts.
Even the two of them didn't think that the things they guessed were very close to the truth, but the last sentence had a lot of meaning (aica).
What is a trace?
Is it historical documents, people's memory, or something else?
How can we eliminate these ghosts?
Is it to completely remove their traces, or something else?
Some problems have been solved, but more problems have popped up, and there is no solution at all.
If these ghosts exist relying on human memory, how to remove such traces?
Do we need to kill everyone who remembers this ghost?
What's the difference between that and a ghost?
Human beings in this world are almost dead, can that be considered salvation?
In fact, after Chen Xuan owns the system, he doesn't feel that the world is bad now.
Because he can easily get things that he couldn't get before, as long as he is strong enough.
With the existence of a system, it is a matter of time to become the strongest person in this world.
But think in a different direction.
If everyone in this world is dead, what's the use of him being the strongest person in this world?
Moreover, Chen Ruoqing actually liked shopping a long time ago and liked to play.
He didn't want to let Chen Ruoqing be alone in the future.
So, he seems to have little choice.
A group of people waited on the shore, all eight excited when another rickety boat appeared.
Because this kind of thing is really amazing.
As for why they were still in the same place after walking for a long time, Chen Yong had already fooled them.
The second door is not here, so keep looking.
As for the note, you can tell Luo Zhi and the others directly when you go back.
After all, it's not him who really has to worry about this.
The boat is still the same as before, this time there are no passengers on it, as if each boat can only hold ten people.
After passing through the no-man's land several times along the way, the eight people finally returned to the shore.
Before leaving, they wanted to exchange contact information with Chen Xuan and the others, but when they turned around, they found that they had already set off again by boat.
Chen Xuan has been very silent these days, so Chen Yong is more and more cautious.
After encountering several crushing battles along the way, a land full of graves appeared in front of them.
At this time, it has been the third day since the last time I saw the cheongsam women, and their food is almost out.
Looking at it from a distance, the whole island is filled with tombs, which is actually quite frightening.
But Chen Xuan now has a 70% chance that the second door should be here.
For such a long time, he has been sitting in Xiaohu and cleaned all the places in the ghost river, but he has never been to this place once.
Seeing that the trembling was ready to join Chen Yong with him, Chen Xuan turned back and waved his hand.
"Go back, you can't participate in this level of battle."
If there is a ghost under each tomb, the number of ghosts here is no different from that on Elm Street.
Thousands of ghosts even Chen Xuan had to take seriously, he couldn't protect Chen Yong 100%.
Anyway, the back road is almost cleared.
Chen Yong was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but finally closed his mouth.
He nodded and hurriedly boarded the boat again.
"be careful."
no way.
He's already a ghost slave now, he'll be fine if Chen Xuan dies, and Chen Xuan will have to die if he dies.
The boat squeaked away, and Chen Xuan stepped onto the bluestone road.
This flat land actually looks like a soil slope, and every position on the soil slope has been used by people, and even a palm-sized tombstone can be seen.
There are dense paper money on the raised tomb bags, as if people often worship here.
At first glance, this piece of land has a range of at least five kilometers, even the ghost domain of the ghost clock is now more method than this piece of land.
But there is also repression here.
But just as he stepped on the bluestone slab, a burst of sadness and joy rang out from somewhere.
The sound was suddenly far and near, and it was impossible to catch it at all.
Accompanied by this sound, these little earthbags began to tremble.
As a hand stretched out from the earth bag closest to him, almost all the grave bags trembled.
One, two...
A group of living dead crawled out. .