The scene of life and death is vivid in my mind.

It seems like yesterday.

My mood is also very complicated.

Can I escape this time?

The danger this time is definitely no less than the last time we entered the cave.

I went around the path and came to the abandoned mine.

It's very quiet here.

There was no sound at all.

Compared with the lively Yejia Village, it is like two different worlds.

It's so weird that it makes people feel uneasy.

However, I looked around carefully.

There doesn't seem to be much change.

Those onmyojis did not come here, but gathered in the village.

It seems that they all want to get the underworld stone.

Maybe, they have already started fighting for it now!

hehe,

These people are too greedy.

It's all their own fault.

No one forced them to fight for it, so even if they died, they could not blame anyone.

Besides, to be honest, in my heart, I just want them to fight each other and let them all die.

After all, these people also want me to die.

Just let them fight among themselves.

The more fierce the fight, the better, and the more people die, the better.

I just feel very relieved.

At the same time, I was also very nervous.

I hope that ghost rice dumpling in fine clothes hasn’t arrived yet.

Otherwise, I will die.

It is said that those who are handsome will live long.

Someone as handsome as me can't die.

I haven't married yet and have children, and there are still many things waiting for me to do.

I quickened my pace.

Entered the abandoned mine.

It was pitch black inside.

This kind of black, just like green, makes me feel nervous.

I quickly came to the fake grave.

Two candles were lit on either side.

Through the faint candlelight, I saw that the tomb seemed to be the same as when it was opened last time.

There haven't been any big changes.

Seeing this, I breathed a long sigh of relief.

It seems that the Tsing Yi Ghost Rice Dumplings haven’t arrived yet.

He must have encountered some obstacles along the way.

I was extremely excited.

The fake grave is still there, and so are the wooden figures.

After all, I got back in time.

I can still be saved.

The blind man told me before that as long as the tomb is destroyed, the crisis will be resolved.

The coffin has been opened.

Then, as long as I destroy this tombstone, this fake grave will lose its use from now on.

The blind man previously speculated that Ye Yao used this fake grave to avoid divine punishment.

If I directly destroyed this fake tomb, would Ye Yao and I still suffer God's punishment for this?

For a moment, I hesitated.

This horse riding is a problem,

After all, I walked out of that abandoned mine alive three years ago.

It has gone against the grain.

It's just that this wooden man has replaced me.

It means that even now, there is still no such person as me in this world.

Therefore, divine punishment did not come.

If I destroy the tomb and the wooden man, wouldn’t I be punished by God?

But if it is not destroyed, once the Tsing Yi Ghost Rice Dumpling merges with my remaining soul.

I will also suffer misfortune.

Either way, it's death.

It's better to take the risk and give it a try.

The worst possible outcome is death.

I looked at the big characters "Ye Chen" on the tombstone and felt furious.

How could I, a living person, erect a monument so early?

Quite unhappy.

I took out the ghost weapon and was about to stab the tombstone.

From the darkness, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded: "If you destroy the fake grave and you come out alive from the abandoned mine, the misfortune will come, and you and Ye Yao will surely suffer divine punishment."

Damn it,

who……

The sudden sound made my old hand tremble slightly in fright.

My heart, which was already very nervous, suddenly rose to my throat.

I didn't notice anyone around me just now.

He said in horror: “Who, who, who??

??”

I'm very nervous.

Within a breath, his forehead was covered with sweat.

So does the palm of your hand.

I looked around nervously.

Still no one was found.

Could it be that I'm hallucinating?

No, absolutely impossible.

I'm not dreaming either.

There must be someone around.

I hold the ghost weapon tightly.

Like facing a formidable enemy.

In a breath, figures climbed up from the mud.

Ouch, shit.
To be continued...