The weirdness of this area is obviously not just as simple as the ghosts in the barren tomb.
This is also the main reason why Shen Lin doesn't dare to act rashly. Relying on the ghost appearance of death and the ghost mother, he may be able to compete with a certain ghost, but there are too many potential threats around him, and no one knows how terrifying these ghosts are. high.
The invasion of a ghost is okay, but if it triggers a chain reaction and causes a full-scale crisis, then you really don't know how to die.
Fighting with Li Gui on Li Gui's territory is obviously an unwise decision.
So Shen Lin chose to settle the matter.
The exploration of the barren grave brought him very little information, and he did not delve into it further. The forest was very large, and he might be able to find some more obvious clues elsewhere.
The watch in his hand had been suspended for some inexplicable reason, and Shen Lin could only rely on his feeling to measure the time. This feeling was quite unreliable, and the error might exceed half a day or even more as time went by.
The continuous strangeness slowly came to a standstill, giving Shen Lin a breathing space.
In the desolate forest, he walked slowly forward in the darkness. There were no lights or signs around, only barren graves of different sizes or dead trees wrapped in white stripes.
This ghost place gave Shen Lin an inexplicable sense of panic.
Whether it is the barren grave or these dead trees wrapped in white cloth, they all express the meaning of mourning.
In the ghost forest where Liu Qingqing hanged himself, Shen Lin once saw a number of ghosts mourning. The existence that could make ghosts mourn was definitely not an ordinary thing. Shen Lin didn't dare to think about what it was.
"I hope the fundamental terror of this ghost place has nothing to do with what I'm looking for." Shen Lin's brows began to frown.
There is no need to worry about other things for the time being. The most important thing now is to find out the strange situation of bus No. 108 and the mysterious deaths of Jiang Feng and Han Yang.
It felt quite uncomfortable to cross the fifth level of the ghost realm to kill people, but Shen Lin had nothing to do.
It seems that there is a evil ghost around you all the time, and it may kill you at any time, but you have nothing to do.
The ghost realm that he usually relied on the most lost its effect at this moment, which meant that Shen Lin had to put in more effort and a longer time than before.
After a long search, Shen Lin finally discovered an unusual scene.
For the first time in this lonely forest, apart from Shen Lin's own voice, there was other movement.
He held his breath and stopped, trying to find out what it was, but he saw several figures.
They were several embarrassed figures, walking with a limp, and the clothes on their bodies were already dirty. Apart from the tired expressions, despair and fear could be seen on their faces.
"Still can't get out, it's already the eighth day." One of the men said.
Although most of them looked scared, they were less panicked than Jiang Feng and others, and looked calmer.
eight days? Shen Lin's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't feel anything from these people. They were ordinary people.
A few ordinary people survived for eight days in this environment, which is simply incredible.
Shen Lin is very aware of the horror here. Even if he only reveals the tip of the iceberg, it will be enough to kill him, but these people have lived until now.
Why? luck? Or is it?
"Whose turn is it?" Ren Dongfang asked dragging his exhausted body. Both physically and mentally, they had reached their limits. They had been living purely by eating tree bark these days. There were generally dead trees here, which could not meet normal physiological needs. , now it is purely supported by a living faith.
"It's Hui Qing's turn." Xu Jiarong said hoarsely.
"Let me think about it." Li Huiqing whispered, this is bad news. Here, the story is not just a story. If it is not told well, people will die. When they came, the small team consisted of twenty people. Today there are only five left.
Gu Yun
There were two days left, and they had to get out alive.
"Wait, there's something."
Feng Yushuang, who had been silent among the five, keenly noticed the shadow not far away.
This is almost a sense that has been honed in this terrifying environment. It is a bit neurotic and sensitive, but it is unusually easy to use.
"Don't get excited, I'm human." Shen Lin took a few steps forward.
It is not unreasonable for him to take the initiative to expose his body. The coincidence of these people being alive and the meaning behind their words are very likely to have figured out some of the rules of a certain ghost, which is very important to Shen Lin at the moment.
The five of them were a little wary. It was not until Shen Lin approached them and they could occasionally hear breathing in the quiet environment that the five of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Ghosts don't breathe, this is indeed a person.
It was indeed unbelievable that there were people besides them in this damn place.
"You just came here?" Xu Jiarong looked at Shen Lin's neater clothes and made a judgment. After struggling for so long, they all know each other's embarrassment. In such an environment, it is impossible to change your clothes. or other conditions.
This person has obviously just arrived here.
"Yes, there were a few friends who were traveling with us, but they are all dead." Shen Lin said.
The expressions of the five people did not change. They were numb to death. The process from the ferocious look at the beginning to the calmness now was indeed not easy, and it was true that they had no strength to struggle.
"How did you get here?" Xu Jiarong asked.
"Bus No. 108 is a bus leading to hell. It was rumored that the people on the bus died mysteriously 20 years ago, but it suddenly appeared. It was a ghost bus. We entered by mistake and were brought here." Shen Lin said .
"Bus No. 108? Are there buses between the city and here?" The five people seemed to have a glimmer of hope. They had been in despair for so long, and any hope was enough to make people crazy.
"The car has disappeared. I searched for it for a long time and couldn't find it anymore," Shen Lin said.
This is also true. After he got off the car, he tried to look for it, but the car disappeared strangely, as if it had never existed.
The five people's crazy emotions were released and they collapsed on the ground. One of them cried out, his hoarse voice extremely sad.
"It sounds like you didn't come here via bus No. 108?" Shen Lin asked with a frown.
There seems to be more than one road leading here, and these people came through another way.
The five people glanced at him. Xu Jiarong, the leader, sighed, straightened up and spoke.
"Have you ever heard of the Decameron?"
Shen Lin was startled and nodded.
After becoming a ghost controller, he supplemented folklore and folklore, and embodied it in all aspects. This knowledge is usually useless, but it may be life-saving at critical moments.
The Decameron is one of the folk legends.
The original version is that ten people are trapped in a place and tell stories, each one tells a story a day, until the tenth day, a hundred stories, and they can leave safely.
"tell a story?"
"Ghost story!"
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