When the car started again, the five people left in the car felt astonished like a dream.
These five days have passed too long.
Facing Feng Wanming's death, Ning Qiushui and Bai Xiaoxiao once again reminded themselves that they must not relax at all in the Blood Gate, even the moment before leaving!
In the city, Ge Kai stood in the fog, staring at the slowly moving bus with a full-bodied look of resentment. Suddenly, it started to move!
It flashed out of the bus window!
That pale face was facing the kind words in the window, and the pair of blood-red eyes made people tremble with fear!
"Are you not convinced?"
Liangyan said coldly through the car window.
Ge Kai grinned, revealing his bloody mouth and tongue, looking crazy.
"I will win!"
"I will win!"
"I want to win!"
Liangyan said calmly:
"I am willing to admit defeat."
Hearing these four words, Ge Kai's description was extremely distorted. He roared crazily, and actually stretched out his pale hand, opened the car window, and was about to grab Good Words!
Seeing this scene, everyone in the car had chills running down their backs!
What kind of terrifying ghost is this that can actually get into the bus? !
Ning Qiushui subconsciously took out the ghost weapon on her body, but the bus stopped at this moment. Just when Ge Kai's pale hand was about to touch Liang Yan's body, it was suddenly imprisoned by some mysterious force.
Outside the car window, Ge Kai exclaimed in fear, as if he saw something that made him afraid!
Vaguely, several people in the car saw strange lights and shadows on the transparent windows.
That's... a branch of a tree.
On it, there are a few rusty leaves.
After Ge Kai saw this branch, his whole body began to rust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally fell into bronze fragments on the ground in his eyes with extreme reluctance and fear...
"Is that...a bronze tree?"
Seeing its light and shadow for the first time, the people in the car were shocked.
They were sure that the branch they just saw through the car window was not an illusion!
"should be……"
Liangyan's expression was much calmer than the others, and it was obviously not the first time he had seen him.
"The ghosts in the last three gates have less restraints and are more terrifying in strength. Some will try to provoke the Blood Gate, but... they all end up miserable."
"Even 'ghosts' can't fight against the Blood Gate."
At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed slightly, and he stopped talking.
With Ge Kai's death, the bus continued to move, and everyone fell asleep after sitting on the bus...
…
When they returned to the hut again, Ning Qiushui and the other three saw everyone in the hut waiting at the door.
It wasn't until they confirmed that none of the three of them got out of the car without falling to the ground that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Chengfeng came up excitedly and gave Ning Qiushui a bear hug.
"Holy shit, little brother, you actually came back alive!"
"Awesome!"
It is said that the mortality rate of the Seventh Gate is high, but for them, the mortality rate this time is 0!
Everyone was already prepared for the lack of people in the hut.
How could they not be excited!
"Just come back!"
Meng Jun, who was leaning against the door frame, also breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile that couldn't be called a smile at all.
Tian Xun and Jun Luyuan were also smiling, and the tension on their young faces had finally subsided.
"Big Beard made a table of delicious dishes tonight, we have to celebrate!"
The two of them were similar in age and both were orphans, so they quickly got to play together.
Back in the villa, everyone had a meal and drank. After that, Tian Xun took the initiative to wash the dishes. The rest of the people sat by the fire and listened to Ning Qiushui telling about their thrilling encounter in the Blood Gate.
The firelight in the brazier danced in everyone's eyes.
They listened very carefully.
This is definitely a valuable experience for them!
Before I knew it, it was already late at night.
After everyone chatted for a long time, they finally felt tired, so they went to rest.
But Liangyan still sat by the brazier, staring at the fire in trance.
Ning Qiushui also stood up. Before leaving, he said to Liangyan:
"Uncle Yan, this is the power of 'faith'."
"Uncle Mang holds such a 'letter', do you think he will really fall into a newcomer's door?"
Good words are silent.
Of course he had encountered tricksters who took "letters" before.
To put it bluntly, behind the Blood Gate, the "letter" is hanging.
A trickster who was originally a master, and then received instructions from "Xin", and also has a very powerful ghost weapon with him, is it possible that he will overturn in a low-level door?
Seeing that Liangyan was lost in thought, Ning Qiushui also stood up and left.
If a person like Liangyan cannot figure it out himself, others cannot persuade him.
Let him think for himself...
At the same time, Ning Qiushui himself was also curious.
What "letter" did Uncle Mang receive that made him choose to stay in the world behind the Blood Gate?
What is he going to do?
Where did those hanging-like "letters" come from, and what was their purpose?
Ning Qiushui lay on the bed in her room, her mind in a mess.
He had too many doubts.
Closing his eyes, Ge Kai's death appeared before his eyes again.
It's like... a rusty leaf falling from a bronze branch.
Drowsily, Ning Qiushui finally fell asleep...
…
Pomegranate City, in a certain slum.
Few people visit this place, it is dilapidated everywhere, the water pipes are old and the walls are peeling off.
A fat man wearing a shabby vest was lying on the bed with his arms stretched out, snoring loudly. It was still dark, but he was soon woken up by the ringing of his cell phone on the bed.
After receiving the call with great displeasure, it only took less than a second for Fatty's eyes to change from confused to sharp.
"Brother Qi?"
A calm man's voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Aren is dead."
The fat man frowned.
"Aren is dead? Didn't he bring a 'letter' when he came in?"
Wang Qi said:
"That's the seventh door. Anyone who dares to enter is either an idiot or a master."
"And there are too many variables in the last three doors. It is unrealistic to rely on one letter to dominate the entire situation."
"Yang Ming, Aren is dead, and his mission only falls to you."
Yang Ming chuckled.
"Don't worry, leave it to me, Brother Qi. You know that I have always been loyal to the organization..."
Wang Qi said:
"After dawn, go to Longhu Mountain. I have been guarding that place recently. Don't move around and wait for news from me."
Yang Ming agreed, and Wang Qi warned again:
"The letter I want to snatch this time is a "Heavenly Letter". It is very important. I am looking for you because I believe in your skill and loyalty. Do you understand?"
Hearing the word "Tian Xin", Yang Ming's whole body was shaken.
"'Tianxin' appears again?"
Wang Qi said 'hmm'.
"...You know the importance of this matter. The other party is very vigilant and the opportunity is fleeting. Once you receive the notice, you must use all your special skills to kill him as quickly as possible and grab the letter. !”
Yang Ming raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile:
"Brother Qi, don't worry, in this world... no one knows how to kill better than me!"
