"I am by your side, sending our sorrow away to the entrance of the alley, letting the breeze blow away the worries in our chests..."
Tonight is a bit dark, the moon is covered by thick clouds, and there are no stars in the sky.
Clusters of flames burned slowly in the streets and alleys, pieces of paper money fell from the sky, and the four characters "Bank of Nations" appeared particularly clear under the light of the fire.
Today is July 15th, which is a special festival in China - the Ghost Festival, commonly known as the "Ghost Festival".
When Meng Nan and others opened their eyes, they were standing at a fork in the road, next to a burning flame, but no one could be seen lighting the fire.
By the light of the fire, Meng Nan and others saw two road signs next to the flames that read "Road to Death" and "Dexin Street" respectively.
"Is this "Yin Yang Road"?" Chen Ruier looked to the left and right with doubts in her eyes.
"Probably." Meng Nan nodded and looked at Sun Tianzhao: "Daozhang Sun, have you discovered anything?"
"Hmm." Sun Tianzhao's face looked ugly. He hesitated and said, "Xiaodao can feel that we may be dead."
"Daozhang Sun, let's stop joking at this time." Chen Song shook his head and rubbed his arms. He felt a little cold: "Didn't we enter the nineteenth floor just after we were dead?"
"That's not what I meant." Sun Tianzhao shook his head and said to Chen Song: "Although we are dead in reality, according to the rules of the 19th floor, we are always considered 'alive' in horror movies. But in the
This world is different, Xiaodao can feel the state of our souls now."
"Did you die when you came in?" Meng Nan nodded. He was not surprised by this. After all, in the final resurrection copy, he had even been Samael, so it was natural for him to become a ghost.
I just don’t know how to “live” in this world if they themselves are already dead?
A gust of cold wind blew across the street corner, and the already blazing fire burned even more vigorously.
However, Meng Nan and others standing by the flames felt an unspeakable coldness.
"Huh, why is it so cold?" Chen Song shivered and moved closer to the flame to get some warmth, but it had no effect.
At this moment, paper money slowly fell from the sky, and a figure slowly walked out of the darkness not far away. This was an old woman with her hair tied up, wearing a dark blue cotton coat and trousers, and carrying a basket in her right hand.
It's full of paper money.
The old woman lowered her head and walked very slowly. Every time she took a step, she would reach into the basket, grab a handful of paper money and throw it into the sky.
Meng Nan and others stood there, watching the old woman warily, not daring to make a sound.
Finally, the old woman walked up to Meng Nan and others, slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of white eyes without eyes, and said with a slight grin, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Meng Nan and others' expressions changed, and they couldn't help but take two steps back.
"My name is Roland." The old woman was not surprised at all when she saw Meng Nan and others retreating. She stood there and said calmly, "I'm here to help you."
"Roland? Ghost Queen Roland?" Li Shiming said in surprise.
"Do you know me?" Roland turned his head slightly and looked at Li Shiming: "I am not a ghost queen, just an ordinary old woman."
Meng Nan and others looked at each other without saying anything. Even if Li Shiming did not give a brief explanation of the "Yin Yang Road" series before entering this world, Meng Nan and others knew Roland completely.
It can be said that there are two legendary figures in the world of Chinese horror films, one is "Zombie Taoist" Lin Zhengying, and the other is "Ghost Queen" Luo Lan.
In the movie, Lin Zhengying is a Taoist priest and Roland is a goddess.
"Hello, you just said that you have been waiting for us for a long time?" Chen Ruier took a step forward and said, "Why are you waiting for us? What exactly does this mean?"
"Haha." Roland smiled and shook his head. He did not explain the problem, but said directly: "Today is July 15th. If you want to leave this world, you must get to Yin Yang Road before dawn."
"Yin Yang Road? Where is it?" Xia Wenqing pushed up his glasses and asked in a deep voice, "Why are we rushing there? What is going on?"
"This is the underworld. You are not from this world. Your destiny is not yet over. You still have three points of popularity at this moment." Roland said solemnly: "If you can't get to Yin Yang Road before dawn, these three points of popularity will dissipate.
Your fate will be doomed."
"Three points of popularity? Does that mean we're not dead yet?" Chen Song said.
"That's right." Roland said, "And Yin-Yang Road is not far from here. You just need to..."
Before Roland could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped, and the next moment his figure disappeared directly from the spot.
"Roland? Roland!" Seeing Roland's condition, Meng Nan and others were stunned and looked around in confusion, but there was no trace of Roland.
"What do you think?" Meng Nan withdrew her gaze and looked at everyone.
"Let's go look for it." Chen Ruier thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, we have nowhere to go now."
"Yeah." Meng Nan nodded.
But then they faced a new problem, that is, where is the Yin-Yang Road?
Looking at the dark streets around them, Meng Nan and others couldn't even find a general direction.
"Didi..." At this moment, the sound of a horn came out from the darkness, and then a bus drove out of the darkness, and there were several big characters written on the lower left corner of the bus: "Destination, Yin and Yang
road!"
"Haha, I'm giving you a pillow if you feel sleepy." The corner of Chen Song's mouth twitched slightly: "It is indeed a horror movie in our country. It's so considerate."
"Everyone, be careful." Meng Nan did not laugh, but took a step back and said in a deep voice.
Soon, the bus slowly drove to a stop in front of Meng Nan and others. Through the windows, everyone saw that the bus was full of "people".
These people's faces were ashen, their heads lowered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
"Creak." The door of the bus slowly opened, and the driver turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Can't you get in the bus? There's still one more person left."
When Meng Nan and others heard this, they looked at each other.
You can only be one person? What about the rest of you? Run behind the bus?
"What should I do?" Chen Ruier looked at Meng Nan.
"The one who can get on is one." Meng Nan pondered for a moment, then looked at Ji Yuesheng: "Yuesheng, you get in the car, we will follow."
"No, I won't go." Ji Yuesheng shook his head: "It's better that you get on. Maybe there are some clues in the car."
"This..." After listening to Ji Yuesheng's words, Meng Nan pondered slightly and shook his head: "I can't do it. There are so many ghosts in the car. If I get in the car, I will probably faint from fear."
"That's right..." Ji Yuesheng sighed.
"Hey, do you want to sit down or not?" The driver shouted impatiently, "If you don't sit down, I'll drive!"
"I'll go." Xia Wenqing said suddenly... This chapter has been completed!
