Both sides hold their own opinions, and what they say makes sense.

Shen Lin was silent. The trouble with the Li Gui incident is here. It seems that everything you do is correct. There are millions of ways, but there is only one correct way.

The horror of the evil ghost is never the final confrontation with terror, but the groping while wandering on the edge of life and death.

The quarrel gradually came to an end in the lonely atmosphere around them, and neither of them could convince anyone.

Shen Lin knew very well that the quarrel was just covering up the panic. The longer they were trapped here, the more panic would grow until it finally got out of hand.

The fog was thick and the wind was blowing. Shen Lin spoke coldly.

"Arguing is the most meaningless thing. It wastes time and cannot solve the problem."

"If you are really full of energy and have nowhere to vent, I don't mind using you as bait to lure people out."

There was silence after the cold voice. Shen Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at everything around him, as if he wanted to see the truth from the thick fog.

His feeling was not wrong. The piles of corpses in the strange swamp were enough to prove that someone was secretly operating all of this.

So who is it? Ghost Staircase and Song Wan?

The bloody clues in Anhe Community point to Chang'an, and the Ghostly Crying Mountain in Chang'an City happens to be where corpses are piled up.

Shen Lin has personally seen the power of the Ghost Staircase. This ghost has a very special ability. It can influence other ghosts with the help of certain factors.

The special condition for activating this ability is corpses. The first time he saw the ghost stairs in Longhu Villa was in a strange environment. Shen Lin used the ability of the upside-down ghost to break through the mottled stone steps and saw several corpses.

The ghost staircase has a reason and motive for hoarding corpses, especially since this ghost thing seemed to be making some hidden moves in Chang'an City, which touched Shen Lin's sensitive nerves.

If all this is just a game, and Zhou Bin and the others are just a bait, then if they find Zhou Bin and the others, they will block the key node of that person, and they will also find that person.

"Can you still barely discern the direction?" Shen Lin looked at Dai Heming.

They walked for a day and a night without even knowing whether they had strayed from their destination or gotten stuck deep in the mountains.

Losing direction means losing everything, which is no different from turning a person blind.

When a person suddenly falls into darkness, what he thinks about is definitely not finding ways to adapt to everything, but endless panic. This panic will expand more and more until it finally swallows everything.

"No, the fog is too thick, and we encountered another accident. Unless we go back to the original route, we can't tell the direction at all." Dai Heming confessed frankly, with a sad look on his brows.

Shen Lin did not reply, and his question itself did not raise much hope. The Huangshan Mountain covers an area of ​​50 square kilometers, has dense fog all year round, and has a weird magnetic field. No one can discern the direction in this situation. The country's most A professional team carrying the most sophisticated instruments failed, let alone a few of them.

Shen Lin gritted his teeth. Originally, they still had a backup plan. He tried his best to revive the ghost and forcefully opened a large-scale ghost realm to let them escape. However, after experiencing the accident in the weird swamp, his body was already in such bad condition that even if he opened the ghost realm, he would not be able to escape. If you cannot cover this barren mountain, you may not even be able to do half of it, and you have to bear the risk of recovery, which is not worth it.

Things have fallen into a more troublesome situation, which means they have to rely on themselves to get out of this barren mountain.

Recalling the aimless journey day and night, Shen Lin's pace slowly stopped.

Dai Heming and Zhao Ziliang took a few steps forward due to inertia, and looked at Shen Lin strangely when they saw him stop.

"We can't go on like this, we have to find another way." Shen Lin said.

"What can I do?" Zhao Ziliang asked. He was much more polite to Shen Lin than he was to Dai Heming. He couldn't afford to offend him, so he had to be polite.

"Let's go back the same way we came." Shen Lin responded.

In Zhao Ziliang's expression, which seemed to be asking are you kidding, Shen Lin's eyes were intense and serious.

The great man said it well, you can't hang yourself on a tree. If you can't go down a certain road, then doing the opposite may have unexpected effects.

Zhao Ziliang did not refute. He had seen Shen Lin's whims in Fengmen Village. Even in that desperate situation, Shen Lin's decision was always the right one.

Believing in Shen Lin is a habit Zhao Ziliang has developed in his actions again and again, because he is always right.

Dai Heming didn't speak. His thoughts coincided with Shen Lin's, but he was a soft-spoken person in this team and couldn't speak.

There are always various tricks in the shopping mall, and doing the opposite can always produce miraculous results.

"Better get out of this damn place as soon as possible."

Looking around, Dai Heming thought to himself.

The thick fog has never dissipated. The clouds and mist are mixed with the part of the moonlight that comes through from time to time under the dark night. Occasionally, there are gusts of wind blowing in the mountains, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, rendering the surrounding area like an underworld, which is very strange.

The longer they stay, the more something goes wrong. Can they still get out of this ghostly place? Dai Heming felt intense uneasiness in his heart.

Returning along the original route, Shen Lin's eyes were always fixed on the front.

She saw the trees in the forest one by one through the clouds and mist. She looked at them very carefully, trying to identify something.

Obviously, the trees here are growing very strangely. It is obviously the season of autumn, but the trees here are not yellowing at all, which seems a bit strange.

Shen Lin has little research in botany. Perhaps the primitive jungle itself is like this. He doesn't know that just because of his ignorance, it will not prevent him from doubting everything that is unreasonable in this environment.

The size of these trees is not small. It looks like they have been growing for decades. They are basically as thick as a person hugging each other, and a few are even as big as several people hugging each other. They look very spectacular.

The trees themselves have no rules, and Shen Lin didn't discover much. In his memory, he seemed to have the skill of identifying the direction by relying on the growth or growth rings of the trees, but none of the three people here knew how to do it.

After walking for several hours, everything in front of him began to change, and there were invisible fluctuations in the corners of Shen Lin's eyes.

This at least shows that his choice of going in the opposite direction has had a certain effect. The previous day and night were endless primitive jungles, and now they finally saw part of the mountainous areas.

Shen Lin was not too happy. This was just the beginning. The small surprises on the journey did not mean that they were safe. They were still lost in this deep mountain.

The forest in front of them was no longer so dense, there were some gaps, and the fog was a little thinner. Although they were still lost, their visibility was much better than before.

The decadence and confusion on the faces of the three people were wiped away, and the nature of the whole person was also raised. Having hope means that they are no longer lambs waiting to die.

"Gah bang~"

Dai Heming seemed to have stepped on something. He staggered and climbed on the big tree in front of him to barely stabilize his body. When he looked back, he saw a small pit that was not too deep.

The pit is located near the roots just below the tree. The soil is soft. It seems that due to the rainy season or dew in the jungle, there is some moisture inside the soil and it is very sticky. Not much is found below.

Dai Heming didn't pay attention and jogged a few steps to keep up with the team.

When his figure slowly disappeared into the mist, a strange scene appeared in the tree he had climbed.

I saw that a section of tree bark fell off without any warning where Dai Heming's palm touched it, and blood stains appeared on the exposed trunk. The blood stained faster and faster until it covered most of the exposed trunk.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound resounded in the silent mountains, and the exposed tree trunk seemed to have been affected by something after being soaked in blood. It began to slowly fester, starting from a small wound and constantly enlarging.

Looking inside through the opening, I happened to see something.

Eyes! Those are a pair of eyes!

No, it's the eyeball! The ulcerated eyeball is like being embedded in the rotten skull skeleton, showing to the outside world through the hole.

No one saw this scene, but it was terrifying enough, as if it was a scene suitable for the howling wind in this strange deep mountain.

The three people's footsteps did not stop. As the surrounding scene changed, they seemed to understand the context of this barren mountain.

Suddenly, Shen Lin stopped, and Zhao Ziliang, who was on guard behind him, bumped into him unexpectedly. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a strange look on Shen Lin's expression.

Following Shen Lin's gaze, his pupils gradually dilated.

In front of you is a small hillock of dirt, about half a person tall, and the texture of the soil is obviously fresh soil.

At a certain location on the hill, a simple wooden sign stood there. There was no writing on it, and the meaning of the sign was unclear.

This is obviously a tomb, a new tomb!

How could anyone be buried here in a barren mountain and wilderness shrouded in thick fog that would make normal people lose their way?

The scene in front of him was extremely strange, and Shen Lin waved his hand.

They chose to take a detour. Being reckless when encountering supernatural beings is definitely not the best choice. If they can avoid fighting, they will not fight. Fighting ghost bodies with human lives, no matter how many lives you have, you will not be able to survive.

The three of them turned around, and until the last moment when they disappeared before the thick fog, Shen Lin's eyes were fixed on the graveyard, guarding against any emergencies.

Fortunately, everything was stable and the three of them disappeared into the mist.

The accident did not disrupt their rhythm, and their march was as steady as ever.

As we go deeper into this barren mountain, the weird atmosphere around us becomes more and more intense, and we can even hear the screams of some wild animals from time to time, which is very sad.

“Not quite right”

Shen Lin's cold voice echoed in the forest, and he stopped again.

In front of him, a lonely grave stood in the middle of the jungle. The yellow-brown soil and the shape of small hills were particularly eye-catching in the jungle full of green plants.

That graveyard again!
Chapter completed!