Along the way, there were mostly extreme events.

Whether it was the ghost plague in Dongchuan City, the Fengmen Village incident, or the ghost sedan incident, Shen Lin's experiences have developed a keen sense of smell and rich experience for him.

His experience in handling extreme situations prevents him from making mistakes when making decisions at certain moments. The higher the level of supernatural events, the less you know what will happen. Ghosts may appear in places you can't imagine. Kill you in a way that is simply incomprehensible.

Don't use ordinary people's thinking to understand supernatural phenomena. It is simply not something that can be analyzed by modern science or modern wisdom.

The four people walked deliberately keeping a certain distance from Zhou Bin. They could only see a vague shadow in the thick fog to identify Zhou Bin's walking direction.

They didn't dare to get too close. Zhou Bin was protected by a drunkard, and there was a ghost candle to attract attention.

No one can guarantee whether their close proximity will trigger a certain ghost's pattern and cause an attack. They dare not take such a risk, and they are not qualified to gamble with such a mentality.

The direction of travel was very clear. They were probably heading towards the weird corpse swamp they encountered more than half an hour ago. At that time, the ghost thing had already shown initial signs of recovery, and the overall scope was larger than what Shen Lin saw at first. a lot of.

According to this logic, as long as there are enough corpses, this ghost is likely to continue to grow, and no one can predict how far it can grow.

But this is obviously not an issue that Shen Lin should be concerned about. They obviously have no qualifications to bargain with terror now.

The four of them looked around cautiously and deliberately slowed down to follow Zhou Bin in the thick fog.

Just in case of emergency, Shen Lin reached into his arms and took out something.

It was a gold bag. The bag was very small. The thing inside was about the size of a fingernail. It was a piece of pitch-black ink.

This was something Shen Lin had the bold idea to take out from the Ghost Pawn Shop. He used some means to deceive the Ghost Pawn Shop during the transaction.

In the early stage of the decisive battle with the circle of friends, he did some experiments late one night. When the ink block crossed the ghost, the part of the ghost's body that was smeared by the ink block lost its autonomy, as if it was suppressed.

Shen Lin judged that this was a supernatural item that was very similar to a coffin nail. Its main function was to suppress supernatural beings. It might have other functions, but he didn't have the extra capital to try and make mistakes.

The modules are about the size of a fingernail. Of course, taking them out at this time is not to complete the suppression one by one. This is unrealistic.

Not to mention suppressing the corpse swamp. Even if he soaked the ink block in water in that huge swamp, it might not be enough for that ghost to stuff its teeth.

This thing is just an emergency measure in case of emergency.

There will always be various unexpected factors in the incident. Since he has taken risks and reached this point, Shen Lin must ensure that he has the ability and means to deal with some emergencies.

There are not many ink sticks, just a few of them. It is no better than reusing coffin nails. This thing is gone after it is used up.

Shen Lin would not do anything unless necessary.

Deep in the thick fog, Dai Heming followed the entire team step by step, not daring to carry anything with him.

The rich man has worked his way up from the grassroots. He has seen many big scenes, and his big heart allows him to always be able to accept some situations well under such circumstances.

Although he couldn't help much, and he didn't have as much experience as Shen Lin and others, Dai Heming always had unique insights into the analysis and judgment of events.

Listening to some strange sounds occasionally coming from deep in the thick fog, Dai Heming calmed down.

Not far away from them, there were probably dozens of ghosts wandering out of sight.

Don't panic, absolutely don't panic. The plan has been given and is quite feasible. So far, everything is going smoothly.

Just hold on, just hold on until it's all over and they can leave this damn place.

"Buzz~"

It was as if something plucked a certain string in his soul. Dai Heming's heart suddenly tugged at that moment. He looked back almost reflexively, but saw nothing.

The fog was so thick that he couldn't even easily draw conclusions about some of the things he saw with his senses.

Slowly looking back with some fear, Dai Heming kept comforting himself.

It was obviously a good thing that there was nothing behind him, but the strange feeling coming from deep inside him was like a wild beast growling in his ears.

When the body returned to its normal position, there was no one in front of him, only a thick fog remained.

He's lost! He's lost!

Before Dai Heming could recover, a wave of darkness came from all directions, as if even the thick fog was about to be swallowed up by him.

Deep in the darkness, a "crunching" and "crunching" sound began to appear slightly, and became louder and louder.

The sound was very strange, like the creaking and shaking of an old recliner on a rainy day. The strange and rhythmic sound was like a call from hell, becoming increasingly clear.

Dai Heming repeatedly told himself to calm down. Even if the panic was about to overwhelm him, he was still trying his best to think of ways to survive.

Every second in the darkness made Dai Heming's life feel like years, and the fear in his heart was about to reach its peak.

A scream appeared out of thin air all around, the sound was shrill and shrill, as if he was suffering from great oppression and fear.

"Fuck! How could this happen? Something is wrong with Zhou Bin!"

Zhao Ziliang roared in the thick fog, but his voice could not be heard at all. The strange power of the ghost was like a net that isolated everything around him. The scary thing was that from the beginning to now, he had no idea what was happening.

What.

Darkness, only darkness, inexplicable attacks, if it weren't for Ghost Skin's powerful protection, he would be a corpse now.

Even so, Zhao Ziliang feels uncomfortable now. His body is inexplicably deformed, and his chest shows a picture of skin and flesh. The dark pus and blood exudes a putrid smell and soaks into his blue-black skin. It really looks like

An evil spirit tortured in hell.

This scene was strange and unexplainable, and the sudden unexpected situation made Zhao Ziliang's face look a little fierce.

Zhou Bin held a ghost candle to attract evil spirits, but one evil ghost attacked him.

This can only explain two situations.

One, something went wrong with Zhou Bin, and Li Gui was completely out of control.

Second, a fierce ghost that even the ghost candle couldn't completely attract attacked them.

No matter what happens, Zhao Ziliang doesn't want to see it. If something goes wrong with Zhou Bin and the ghost loses control, then they will almost be declared dead, and there will be no possibility of survival.

The second situation is even more frightening. A ghost that can resist the attraction under the white ghost candle and is able to handle it with ease must be so terrifying.

"Okay, now the game is ruined. If you ask me to give up the car to save the handsome man at first, let Zhou Bin help us delay for a while, but now it's better, we will all die!" Zhao Ziliang bared his teeth, survived from a desperate situation, and was facing a desperate situation again.

This rollercoaster-like feeling of terror makes people want to go crazy.

If I had known that this would be the result, I should have implemented the second plan compulsorily just now, and we would not have ended up in this situation.

It's too late to regret everything. The hardest thing to buy in this world is the medicine for regret.

Zhao Ziliang gritted his teeth. He had reached this point and would not give up unless he gave it a try.

Just when he was upset, the darkness around him became a little thicker.

"crunch" "crunch"

The weird and strange sound was like the swaying wood squeezing sound of ancient people lifting a sedan chair. Combined with the endless darkness in the past, it made people's hair stand on end.

Here it comes! Zhao Ziliang’s face was gloomy.

Guipi's protection has its limits. Judging from the fact that the first attack left him bruised and bruised, he can only sustain it three times at most. After three times, his body and head will be in different places, and there is no possibility of resistance at all.

Something was wrong, the darkness all around was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was foreshadowing that this attack would be worse than before.

It’s over!

His pupils dilated, and fear filled Zhao Ziliang at that moment. He seemed to have found something, and a helpless feeling of despair filled his heart. Under the influence of fear, he actually had the urge to run away.

I'm going to die! I can't hold on!

"Buzz~"

As if his soul had been hit, Zhao Ziliang felt some kind of attack. Before he could react, he collapsed on the ground. The chest protected by the ghost skin sank directly, and the crisp sound of bones breaking was like

It was a broken branch, making a crackling sound.

He doesn’t want to die, he doesn’t want to die!

It took a lot of effort to survive until now, so why did he die like this?

Zhao Ziliang wanted to yell, but the darkness around him completely swallowed his voice.

He could feel his life passing by.

In one minute, no, not even half a minute, he would completely become a corpse.

In the face of such terror, his struggle, his resistance, his decisiveness and plan all seemed so ridiculous.

When the world in front of him began to blur, Zhao Ziliang suddenly felt his body loosen, as if the shackles were letting go of his confinement. The severe pain in his chest receded like a tide, and even the darkness around him began to fade away.

It dissipates bit by bit, returning to the dense fog.

A miracle happened! What's going on?

Zhao Ziliang was shocked, ignoring the severe pain. He looked around hastily, but saw a scattered bone sedan in the thick fog. It was built scattered and extremely rough. There was a tall figure sitting on it, and it slowly disappeared into the fog.

.

Why? Why did Li Gui suddenly give up the attack? The pattern was interrupted? Impossible, he didn't do anything at all. In that kind of despair, he couldn't even resist.

Unless it's Shen Lin and the others...

Zhou Bin! In the thick fog, Zhao Ziliang seemed to see Zhou Bin's shadow.

His steps became stiffer and stiffer, like a mechanically moving corpse, followed by darkness. As his steps moved, the darkness advanced a little, as if it was going to swallow up the barren mountain.

Ghost candle! It was the ghost candle that had the effect!

This ghost did not completely resist the attraction of the ghost candle. At the critical moment, Zhou Bin appeared and saved his life.

saved!

Wait, Zhao Ziliang's expression changed.
Chapter completed!