In the beginning, I traveled through the women’s bathhouse. In fact, I was the Immortal Cultivator.

"Lin Ye, you are blackmailing!"

Zhao Junying shouted angrily.

"Xiaolong, post this video online!"

Lin Ye gestured.

"No, I'll give it!"

Zhao Junying said with pain.

Then, he took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Lin Ye.

In this bank card, Zhao Gao gave him one year's living expenses.

It was because he failed to frame Lin Ye and ended up losing everything.

"Remember, don't mess with me again. Next time it won't be as simple as losing money!"

Naturally, Lin Ye would not be polite to him. After putting away the bank card, he asked Bruce Lee to delete the video.

Then, he took Su Qing, Bruce Lee and others and left quickly.

Looking at Lin Ye's leaving figure, feeling Su Qing's extremely disgusted gaze, Zhao Junying's teeth squeaked loudly.

Originally it was Lin Ye who should have made a fool of himself, but in the end it was himself and Qian Houxiong. This time he really shot himself in the foot.

Looking at the two extremely ugly stumbled women in front of him, Zhao Junying felt sick and wanted to vomit.

What happened to me just now? How could I do such a thing?

It seems that even if you give him money, he won't get into it.

Also, the soul power he released when he was in Nanhu Park last time was inexplicably absorbed by Lin Ye.

It seems that Lin Ye has a secret hidden in him!

"Brother Ying, why should you care about temporary gains and losses? Isn't tonight Lin Ye's death day?"

Qian Houxiong said with relief.

"Okay, Lin Ye, no matter how awesome you are, you will definitely die in a mass grave tonight!"

Zhao Junying's face turned cold.

......

The day passed quickly. In the evening, Lin Ye, Su Qing and others had dinner together and rushed to the mass grave at dusk.

Su Qing, Bruce Lee and others also wanted to follow, but Lin Ye felt it was too dangerous, so he set off alone.

He borrowed the car from Li Xiaomeng and drove a Range Rover. Lin Ye quickly arrived at the mass grave.

Under the moonlight, the mass graves in front of them looked even more eerie and terrifying.

The barren weeds swayed bleakly in the night wind, as if telling an unspeakable and strange story.

Several broken tombstones stood crookedly on the grave, like kites with broken strings, swaying in the wind.

There was an aura of death around, which made people shudder.

In the dark corner, a few low moans could be heard from time to time, which made people feel an indescribable fear in their hearts.

The air is filled with the smell of decay and death, accompanied by a faint smell of earth, which seems to tell people about the tragic history of this place.

In the night, the outline of the mass graves looked even more blurry in the moonlight.

The trees in the distance stretch out their branches with claws and teeth, like ghosts, which makes people shudder.

There was only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears, accompanied by wailing and low footsteps in the distance, making this place even more eerie and terrifying.

In such an environment, people can easily have endless daydreams.

The path not far away has been abandoned for many years, overgrown and almost submerged in weeds.

Countless graves are scattered along the sides, each telling a story of a life that once existed.

In this desolate mass grave, the fragility and brevity of life are infinitely magnified.

Each undead seems to be telling his unfulfilled wishes and regrets, making people deeply aware of the impermanence and helplessness of life.

And this deep fear and sorrow is the most realistic portrayal of the mass graves that night.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaorou, when you two died, were you also buried here?"

"Yeah, Lin Ye, go a little further ahead and you'll find my grave!"

"Lin Daomao, my grave is right next to Xiaoqian's. The soil there is relatively new."

After a brief communication with the two female ghosts in his mind, Lin Ye walked forward slowly.

About three minutes later, Lin Ye stopped next to two tombs.

He leaned down, grabbed a handful of soil from the grave, and nodded gently.

This should be it!

"Xiaoqian, is this your grave?"

"..."

"Xiaorou, is your grave next to it?"

"..."

Lin Ye asked twice in his mind, but did not receive any reply.

what's the situation?

not good!

Something particularly terrifying must have appeared in this place, making the two female ghosts afraid to make a sound.

"Gui Da, Gui Er, you..."

"Shh!"

A hiss like a mosquito came through Lin Ye's mind.

Huh?

Is that thing so scary?

Even two perverts are scared to death?

"Sir, did you call me?"

At this moment, a woman in her twenties floated over not far in front of Lin Ye.

The woman wore a long blue and white dress and held a baby wrapped in red cloth in her arms.

The woman is extremely beautiful, with two cute dimples on her fair face.

She also has a slim figure, with long black hair that falls to her delicate buttocks.

However, when Lin Ye saw the baby in her arms, she couldn't help but get goosebumps.

The baby's eyes were twice the size of adult eyes, and they were pitch black, without any whites or even pupils.

Moreover, there is always a weird smile on the corner of her mouth, which looks very scary!

As for the piece of red cloth wrapping the baby, it was basically made of the baby's resentment.

How much resentment is there?

How could it be materialized to this extent?

"Sir, did you call me?"

Seeing Lin Ye's lack of any reaction, the woman asked again.

"I wonder what I call the girl?"

Lin Ye could tell that the woman in front of him was a female ghost.

And what she was holding in her arms was the ghost baby born from the female ghost after her death.

Because only such a baby will be filled with overwhelming resentment.

"Didn't you shout just now?"

The woman chuckled.

"You, your name is Xiaoqian too?"

Lin Ye was stunned.

Could it be Nie Xiaoqian?

As if she knew what Lin Ye was thinking, the woman looked at Lin Ye and then said:

"Sir, I have been dead for many years! May I ask, is Yan Chixia still there?"

Yan Chixia? !

What the hell?

Is this female ghost really Nie Xiaoqian?

"Miss Xiaoqian, I have heard of the person you are talking about, but he is not here with us!"

Lin Ye explained helplessly.

To find Yan Chixia, you have to look for it in the movies. How can you find it here?

"Who said I wasn't here?"

A rough voice came, and a man in black robe walked in outside the mass grave.

Moreover, behind the man in black robes, there was a bald man in black clothes.

"It's him?"

Lin Ye was stunned!