Moving the light of the flashlight along the sound, an instant, a dark green hand appeared in Jiang Du's field of view. The hand was tightly slid on the door panel, and the outrageous nails slashed gently on the door panel, and the strange "sizzling" sound was made by the nails.

Ghost, although everyone has heard of this thing, how many people have seen it with their own eyes?

If people hit a ghost, the reactions made by people are surprisingly consistent: they turn around and run away without any hesitation, and are accompanied by screams, and Jiang Du is no exception!

Now he ran back to the lounge almost as fast as he had in his life, and tightly topped the door with the table cabinet, then hid in a corner trembling, while his eyes were still turning around, fearing that the ghost thing would follow him just now.

After Jiang Du's mood stabilized a little, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong in the lounge where he was. He remembered that when he went out, the candlelight was lit. Why did all the lights in this room turn off after he came back?

Is it the wind blowing out?

It is impossible, because the window is tightly closed. In the past few days, despite the strong wind outside, the candlelight in the house has not been affected at all.

In that case, who blew out the candles in the lounge? Could it be that?

Thinking of this, Jiang Du's hair stood tall, and the trembling magnitude on his body seemed to be shaking constantly on a horse, and he couldn't stop at all.

At this moment, the strange knock on the door was like an invisible heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Du's fragile heart hard.

"Here, it's really here. I... Although I'm a little foul, I've never done anything that is harmful to the world. Don't look for me if you ask for life."

At that moment, Jiang Du was so excited that he was a little incoherent. He knelt on the ground with his legs and begged the guys outside the door not to come in.

But at this moment, a very familiar voice came from outside the door: "Open the door, Xiao Jiang, I'm back, open the door!"

"Uncle? Is it the uncle back?" Jiang Du breathed a sigh of relief. He saw the savior. His limp legs had strength. He rushed to the door and glanced out the window through the window. After confirming that it was the uncle himself, he opened the door.

"What's wrong with you boy? He was so panicked? Did you hit a ghost?"

The words that seem to be joking actually sounded so harsh to Jiang Du: "Big...Uncle, I really hit a ghost tonight, just in the cottage behind the morgue you mentioned."

"You... are you tired of living like this dead boy? Haven't I told you not to get close to there?"

When the uncle scolded Jiang Du, he slapped him a few times. Although it hurt a little, Jiang Du's fear in his heart has somewhat alleviated.

"I have never wanted to tell you that since you bumped into it, I will tell you that in our morgue, a corpse was once thrown away, the body of a boy."

"The boy is only eight or nine years old, and he looks pretty, but his fate is unforgivable. He suffered from an incurable terminal illness at a young age and died of illness." Speaking of this, the uncle took some melon seeds from the table and started to slim them in his mouth.

"When the person died, the family sent the body to our morgue for examination. But when the body was about to be carried for burial, they found that the body was missing. This made the family of the Wandering family very anxious. They quickly mobilized everyone to start looking for it. Finally, the body was found in the cottage behind the morgue."

"Actually, this is a false alarm, but unexpectedly, a group of wild dogs came from somewhere and actually chewed the body in this hut. The scene is really terrible."

"Later, for this matter, I was sued by the family of the deceased. Since that incident, strange things have often happened in our yamen, and the root of all the strange things is in that hut. I feel that it should be the ghost of the little boy who is causing trouble."

Speaking of this, the uncle raised his hand and took off the melon seed shell from his mouth. Although he often did this, he never threw the shell on the ground randomly from beginning to end. This really surprised Jiang Du, but are there few strange things tonight?

After a while, Jiang Du looked at the uncle inadvertently, but he could clearly see that the uncle sitting in front of him was quietly staring at him. The smile on the corner of his mouth was so strange. Through his slightly raised lips, he could even see the fangs that were faintly visible.

In addition, isn’t the other party’s right hand holding melon seeds the dark green ghost hand that Jiang Du saw on the door panel of the cottage before? Could it be that the uncle in front of him is fake?

"Didn't you say that, don't open the door to anyone tonight? Why are you just not listening? Hum?"

The voice of the "uncle" in front of him changed, becoming sharp, becoming cold, and becoming weird. The sound was like an invisible sharp blade, which cut a gap in the silence of the night. In addition to the "uncle"'s wanton sneer, Jiang Du also screamed at the top of his lungs.

According to Jiang Du's later recollection, he was frightened and fainted. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in the clinic. According to his parents' explanation, he seemed to have been in a coma for three or four days. During the period when he was in a coma, he had been in a high fever. It seems that he was possessed by evil spirits.

Since then, Jiang Du has never been to the morgue again. Later, he learned from the uncle that after he left about half a year, the morgue suddenly collapsed. As for whether the morgue still exists later, it is unknown.

As for whether the fake "uncle" Jiang Du encountered that night was made up or whether it was true, he probably knew best.

Donghuangxi was actually asleep strangely, and could be said to be an unprecedented sleep, like a person who had never rested for decades, and like he had experienced countless life and death cycles that had tormented people.

He was tired and sleepy and wanted to use his spell to find out. If what he expected was right, he would be afraid that some evil spirits, ghosts and other things would have disturbed him.

But what shocked him was: his whole body was extremely uncomfortable and he couldn't even use any strength.

"What's going on? I can't move. Could it be that there is some mystery in my dream that I can't get rid of the current predicament of fate?"

So, Dong Huangxi left the soul out of his body and his spiritual consciousness automatically expanded. But what surprised him even more was that he returned to the dream he had just had.

Qi Li? Jiang Du? What the hell is this? Why can you fall into this dream that can be repeated and you can't extricate yourself?

Suddenly, Dong Huangxi clearly felt something running past him, as if it was a little thing, a bit like a mouse!

Dongfang Xi could not see his real self, but he felt the real movement with his body. Thinking of this, he became a little panicked, and his whole body emitted a powerful mysterious energy. The power of the killing burst was extremely chaotic, directly destroying all the plants and trees around him.

"Hu..." Dong Huangxi took a long breath, then tried hard and finally opened his eyes.

The sky was cloudy and the whole sky was filled with gloomy and strangeness, as if this was not a place for living people, but it was similar to the post-death underworld recorded in ancient scriptures.

Dong Huangxi, who was lying horizontally, struggled to sit up, quickly looked around, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the destroyed plants and trees around him covered the piles of earthen buns, as an immortal, he suddenly felt nervous again.

There are endless graves all around, not only full of grass, but also some strange phosphorus fires burning and floating.

"This... is this the underworld? No! I remember we were in the hall of Sanxian Mountain, and then we were suddenly sucked away by something. Wait, could we die together?"

Thinking of this, Dong Huangxi pinched his arm and a clear feeling of pain suddenly came.

"It seems that this is the real me, not a place in the underworld, but a tomb. But if thousands of tombs are placed together, this is not auspicious place."

Dong Huangxi stood up and was surprised to find that he was actually lying on the tomb.

"Oh, it's so unlucky. What's this place?" He took a step and walked slowly for a few miles. He found that not only were there so many graves, but there seemed to be an invisible pair of eyes staring at him in the dark. Is it a curious peep or a malicious supervision?

Donghuangxi used his magical powers to find out the pair of sneaky eyes, but he had no choice but to bite his toes, rush upwards and block the air.

The graves on the ground kept retreating, and finally became blurred because of his acceleration. But strangely, the uneasiness that remained in Dong Huangxi's heart was lingering.

"Is it Luohu who is doing something wrong? No, Luohu should be fighting with the ancestor Hongjun, but so many tombs have formed a tomb domain, who else? Is it the ancestor of the Styx?"

"The ancient scripture says that the ancestor of the Styx had Yuan Tu, two swords of Abi, and one twelve-grade blood lotus. He refined the clone of 480 million blood gods, four demon kings, thousands of Asura clans, and could create the blood river formation. He was also the mortal enemy of Ksitigarbha King in the underworld and three father-in-laws in the Three Immortal Island."

"I heard that the ancestor of the Styx once founded the religion, which was called "Asura Realm", which means killing the heavens, killing the earth, and killing sentient beings. It means killing everything once and his path will be accomplished."

"The Ancestor of the Styx is also called the Ancestor of the Styx. It is said that his Yuantu and Abi killed people with two swords without being involved in cause and effect, which means there will be no problem of karma. But later it seemed that someone was made into a crazy old man, and no trace ever since. I think this Yin Realm is probably related to the Ancestor of the Styx, so the more you stay away, the better." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!