ghost! The devil in the grave!
Shen Lin was startled. He immediately wanted to pull out his hand to get rid of the control, but he felt that the hands were gripping his hand tightly like a mouse taking root, and he could not break free no matter what.
The cold breath quickly spread to Shen Lin's body along the area where his arm was caught. At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
The soil here is fine! The trouble is the evil spirit in the grave.
But why? How could ordinary soil suppress a powerful ghost? This is somewhat incredible.
Without thinking too much, Shen Lin planned to use the power of the ghost to interrupt everything.
Just as the ghost on his chest squirmed for half a minute, Shen Lin felt something tearing in his right arm. A strange force entangled inside his body and surrounded his right arm, like tearing apart a chicken leg. To tear his arm off forcefully.
Shen Lin could even feel the bones breaking during this process. After the weird huge force, the muscles and meridians were underneath the cracking of the skin. He could see it so clearly at that moment.
No, not quite.
As the wound on his arm worsened each time, he actually felt waves of trance, as if his life was being sucked out of him as the wound tore.
Life is withdrawn!
With its arms broken and its life annihilated at the same time, this ghost was more troublesome than he thought.
Shen Lin was not sure how long this situation would last, but there was no doubt that the supernatural beings in this strange area had awakened.
A barren tomb is so difficult to deal with, and no one knows what is underneath there are countless others.
Shen Lin's adventure has achieved certain results. Now he can at least be sure that the grave soil in front of him is fine. The trouble is the ghost buried in the grave.
The tombs here are very likely to be related. The resurrection of the evil ghost in one tomb may cause the appearance of other tombs at the same time. When the time comes, it will be a big trouble.
This is a big trouble. If everything is allowed to develop, the result will be combined with this strange barren mountain, and they will most likely end up here.
I can't leave here, I can't see the direction, and even if I venture to open a large-scale ghost land, I'm not sure whether I can leave here.
An anxious look appeared on Shen Lin's face.
"boom!"
Shen Lin violently punched the pale arm stretched out from the grave. The body, as stiff as steel, showed no movement at all under such a powerful attack.
This made Shen Lin's heart sink.
The beginning of the disaster is unstoppable, and the top priority is to leave here to avoid becoming the food for these evil ghosts after they wake up.
Now, the most troublesome thing is how to escape from this barren mountain.
There is thick fog here, and it is impossible to discern the direction. I have just been injured, and the ghost realm will not be able to unfold for a while.
Shen Lin looked back and happened to see Zhao Ziliang and the two looking at the situation in front of them with fear, their faces full of uneasiness and panic.
Especially when they saw that Shen Lin would be unable to break free for a while, the two of them were filled with anxiety.
"There is no time, we must leave here as soon as possible." Shen Lin said.
leave? It's easier said than done. If they could leave, they would have left long ago, and they wouldn't be stuck here for several days.
The tearing feeling on his shoulder became more and more serious. As the ghost squirmed uneasily, the red light in Shen Lin's palm burst out with strange power, colliding with the pale palm.
The power belonging to the half-corpse always works wonders. In Shen Lin's countless collisions with ghosts, the half-corpse gave him a glimmer of hope time and time again when he was helpless.
Just like in front of him, when the red light belonging to half of the corpse acted on the pale corpse hand, Shen Lin clearly felt that the grasping force was slightly weaker.
The next second, the power of the Upside Down Ghost appeared.
The confrontation between terror and terror unfolded, and the whole world was reversed as if it were a scene. Shen Lin's grabbed right hand slowly changed its direction and disappeared like a holographic projection.
Barren mountains, withered tombs, ghost hands, combined with the strange crying and howling coming from the thick fog, the situation is extremely penetrating.
"Let's go!" Shen Lin roared angrily and took the lead in a certain direction.
Zhao Ziliang and Dai Heming looked at each other and hurriedly followed. Some of them consciously avoided the tomb.
This barren mountain is too big.
Because people will definitely get lost if they enter, and scientific and technological exploration will be affected by the earth's magnetic field. No one can tell what is in this barren mountain and what kind of terrain it is.
The miraculous craftsmanship of nature always tells ignorant humans that manpower is sometimes poor and God cannot be deceived.
The tingling sensation in his arms continued, the ghost on his chest was squirming uneasily, and even the ghost mother in his memory made some movements.
Shen Lin's condition was extremely bad.
But even in this situation, he still didn't show anything wrong.
The more you are in this extreme state, the more you can see your personal qualities.
There are always people who become more explosive the closer they are to the edge of desperation.
If you don't push yourself, you will never know how strong you are. Maybe this situation is not appropriate here, but that's probably the meaning.
In the barren mountains and ridges, the evil spirits revive.
The most urgent task is that they must find a way to identify the direction. As long as there is a direction, there is a way.
Whether this road is a way of life or a dead end.
In the thick fog, Shen Lin was paused as he moved forward.
Since entering this forest, strange scenes have appeared in his mind. At this moment, his brain is like a high-precision electronic computer, quickly identifying everything that is meaningful.
The fog was thick and there was no direction. I could have tried to get lucky all over the mountains and plains.
But now more and more evil ghosts are beginning to revive, making their actions somewhat constrained.
Even from the safest point of view, in this case, staying in place is far safer than rushing around.
This thick fog seemed to block even the darkness, and they were trapped in this misty world, moving forward like headless flies.
"Tree!"
In the thick fog, Shen Lin spoke quietly, echoing constantly around him. The thin words spoken in a lonely environment, this kind of depression can make people go crazy.
"Do you suspect there's something wrong with the trees here?"
Zhao Ziliang hurriedly chose a relatively open area and looked at the surrounding trees with caution, as if they would turn into man-eating ghosts with their next technology.
Shen Lin did not speak. Instead, he took out a knife from his arms, replaying the scene when he first entered the mountains in his mind, and stabbed the tree in front of him.
The blade cut across, and blood burst out from the dry bark, and then shattered like glass.
Behind the broken bark, a nearly rotten female corpse was curled up in the tree. Her face could vaguely see the fear and struggle before her death. Only broken eyeballs were left in the empty eye sockets, telling her final unwillingness.
Zhao Ziliang and Dai Heming were shocked by the pungent smell of corpses and took several steps back, looking at everything around them with strange eyes.
What does it mean to hide a corpse in a tree?
Is there a ghost here that swallows people into trees and hunts them down? A ghost wandering deep in the forest?
Shen Lin's eyes were lowered, and the remaining eyes were filled with cold light.
There are also abandoned corpses in the weird swamp, and there are also corpses hidden in the trees here.
There are corpses everywhere. What are the things behind them doing with these corpses?
There are two possibilities.
The first type is very likely that this place is the base camp of Ghost Staircase. These corpses are accumulated by this ghost in order to influence the evil ghosts. It is planning a huge conspiracy to trap and kill itself.
The second one is more complicated. Everything here is most likely done by other people. The purpose of hunting and hiding these corpses is unknown, but one thing is very certain. This guy is definitely trying to do something with corpses or living people.
Either way is possible.
"You want to use these corpses to identify the location?" Zhao Ziliang thought of something and his eyes gradually widened.
"If it were you, doing these things in a barren mountain where it is almost impossible for anyone to enter, and you had to bury the body for some reason, would you find a special place to bury it?" Shen Lin asked.
Zhao Ziliang shook his head subconsciously.
"That's definitely not the case. People in this poor place can't find their way in, so there's no point in spending so much effort and trouble."
A smile appeared on the corner of Shen Lin's mouth, and he looked at the corpse in front of him with burning eyes, as if looking at their direction sign.
"Then what will you do?"
"If the quantity is large, it must be handled nearby." Zhao Ziliang couldn't finish his words halfway. He looked blankly at the corpse hidden in the tree in front of him, with a look of joy on his face that couldn't be concealed.
"That is to say, if we choose the direction according to the density of corpses hidden in the trees, we will most likely find a way out." Dai Heming answered excitedly.
The idea is naturally correct, but the way out is not necessarily correct.
If everything is as Shen Lin thinks, then they can only find one way. No one knows whether it is a way of survival or a dead end.
Shen Lin can only take risks, they have no other choice now.
If there is really a ghost staircase behind all this, then we must not let that thing grow.
With the direction in hand, the three of them accelerated their pace a bit. The blades cut through the trees again and again, and one after another horrific corpses appeared in front of them in the jungle.
Either the head is severed, the arms are broken, the legs are shortened, or the entire body is missing, leaving only some broken parts.
When Zhao Ziliang once again cut open the trees in front of him, he carefully identified the density of corpses.
But before the direction could be identified, an extremely horrifying look appeared on his ghost-like face.
He felt something grabbing his arm. The arm was cold and smooth, and he could feel some liquid flowing. A stench began to spread from behind, and the cold breath made the hairs on Zhao Ziliang's body stand up. .
As if being electrocuted, Zhao Ziliang subconsciously retracted his arm. The thick fog behind him was now so scary in his eyes. He didn't even dare to look back. His bulging heart was beating like a drum at that moment. One crop after another.
"withdraw!"
In the thick fog, Zhao Ziliang shouted this.
