It seemed that he was protected by the ghost shirt that the ghost had revived. Yan Duo felt that the shackles that had been restraining him had disappeared, and even the surrounding haze was gradually dispelled.
But with every step he took, he felt his back getting heavier and heavier. The ghost in his shirt was almost breaking free, and his upper body was struggling behind Yan Duo's back.
The outline of Li Gui's face became clearer and clearer, and a sad grimace was printed on his shirt. His mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was shouting something.
As the blood continued to flow from his body, Yan Duo staggered past Li Gui. The ghost's shirt after resuscitation made Li Gui regard him as the same kind.
"What that little girl said is really good..." Yan Duo didn't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss, the resurgence of the ghost, or both, but his face became very pale now.
This time there was no obstacle. Yan Duo held his breath and reached the end of the dirt road. He finally won the bet. Although the price was very high, it at least allowed him to survive for the time being.
However, somewhere Yan Duo couldn't see, on the old grave in the first open space, an old man was sitting. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit from the Republic of China. His eyes were looking at the direction where Yan Duo was going, and he sighed softly for a long time. One breath.
"Even though it has been so long, I still remember that those are your stitches. Since this junior can come here wearing the clothes you made, it doesn't matter if I help him."
The old man spoke softly, as if talking to himself or talking to someone: "Unfortunately, I can no longer take care of him. I really don't want to grow old and frail."
After saying that, the old man's figure became fainter and fainter, and finally turned into a dark haze and disappeared from the old grave...
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"How is this possible?" Yan Duozheng turned his head away and stared at his back in shock. Li Gui, who had already leaned out half of his body, actually returned to his shirt at this time.
The restlessness caused by the resurgence of the evil ghost has completely disappeared at this moment, and the whole person's state is as if... it has been restarted.
Yan Duo was convinced that someone must have helped him. Although the other party didn't know who it was or what the specific purpose was, it really gave him hope to live.
Now is not the time to delve into this. He has already arrived in front of the second open space, which is as circular as before. The ground is also covered with a layer of loess. You can also vaguely see a dirt road connected to the rear. It seems that this is still not the end point.
There is still a raised mound in the middle, but this time it is a bright red mound. There is also a dark tombstone in front, but Yan Duo's attention is not here.
There is no other reason. On top of this strange old tomb, there is actually a black old tree with a crooked neck. The crooked trunk is climbed with countless withered vines, and scarlet liquid is still dripping from the branches from time to time. , the leaves are withered and yellow, and the tree roots are exposed, almost wrapping the old tomb.
In just an instant, the ghost shirt Yan Duo was wearing wrapped him tightly. The huge pressure made Yan Duo couldn't help but wonder whether he was facing a tree or a group of ghosts.
At the same time, he also discovered that the ghost shirt, which was already on the verge of reaching its limit, seemed to have been restarted at this time. The blood stains on it had disappeared, and the entire shirt was just like when he first got it. This feeling was very wonderful and weird. ,
"This tree seems...alive." Yan Duo observed carefully. He suddenly discovered that the trunk of this crooked old tree seemed to be rising and falling rhythmically, as if it was breathing.
The dark haze also continued to spread to the surroundings as the crooked-necked old tree rose and fell. At the same time, the withered yellow leaves above its head were also constantly shaking, making the rustling sound that Yan Duo had heard before.
If his guess is correct, then the crooked-necked old tree in front of him rooted in the ghost grave is the core of this ghost forest!
Just as Yan Duo was secretly surprised, there was a sudden noise behind him. Before he could turn around to check, a huge impact came from behind him, knocking him to the ground.
Then came the beatings one after another, and Yan Duo felt a stinging pain in his body. These beatings carried an irresistible supernatural force, and even the ghost shirt seemed to peel off from his body.
"Are you kidding me?" Yan Duo's face turned pale. He saw clearly that what was beating him was actually a black and dry vine.
The originally neat ghost shirt was now covered with blood stains again, and Yan Duo could only grit his teeth to resist.
The strange power of the ghost shirt that can isolate the supernatural seems useless in front of this crooked-necked old tree, but Yan Duo can feel that this old tree seems to be incomplete, as if it is only half.
The next second, a cold feeling spread across Yan Duo's body. Yan Duo's heart twitched and his consciousness began to blur. His legs went weak and he was hit by the black and dry vine.
In just this moment, most of the ghost shirt fell off Yan Duo's body.
Yan Duo struggled to get up. He suddenly saw clearly that the dark lines on the crooked-necked old tree were actually pieces of human skin, tightly wrapped around its trunk. The human skin was still squirming and leaking. The scarlet blood irrigates the old grave under the tree.
Yan Duo understood and understood why the old tree used its vines to peel off its ghost shirt. It basically wanted to use the ghost shirt it was wearing as a puzzle piece of its own.
Thinking of this, Yan Duo broke out in a cold sweat. This old tree with a crooked neck was too scary. He really regretted coming over to check it out alone. Nervous, fearful, and trembling, all kinds of emotions came out at this time.
Yan Duo took a breath and looked back. Sure enough, just like before, the way back had disappeared, leaving only the dark haze tightly wrapping the open space, which looked like a deserted island.
Black vines slowly wrapped around Yan Duo's body, the ghost shirt was almost completely peeled off, and he was hung upside down, about to become the nourishment of this crooked-necked old tree.
"Is it really over this time..." Yan Duo was unwilling to give in. He had obviously come here, but his consciousness was completely blurred and his eyes were closed involuntarily.
Suddenly, there was a sound of gongs all around, and the sound slowly moved towards the open space from far to near, followed by a crisp sound of bells, radiating to the surroundings with an incomprehensible supernatural power. Those who heard the sound In an instant, Yan Duo suddenly opened his eyes with excitement.
In front of him, a funeral procession suddenly appeared, and at the end of the procession he saw an unexpected person.
"Wen Zhong!" Yan Duo was surprised. He didn't expect to see Wen Zhong here.
