"I'm an old man, but I haven't seen a young man like you for a long time!"

Ji Zhe followed the old man and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was. He was racking his brains to figure it out, but the old man interrupted him and all the clues he had just gotten disappeared.

"Master, how long will it take us to get to Luoshui Village?"

Ji Zhe was so hot that he wanted to take off his clothes. He pulled the collar of his clothes wide open, and vaguely saw the edge of his white collarbone, with crystal-like sweat on it, running across his delicate skin like white jade, and finally disappearing deep into his clothes;

"It's so hot."

Although there was someone leading the way, Ji Zhe always felt that they were going in circles. Or maybe it was because these places looked too similar;

"Hehehe~ Peijia Village, Peijia Village, everyone is a short-lived ghost~ Short-lived ghosts, they won't live long......"

The old man ignored Ji Zhe's words, but kept humming a song with a strange tune. His hunched and skinny body began to dance in a strange way to the tune, and the poles on both sides of his shoulders began to swing violently with the movement of his body.

"Peijia Village, Peijia Village, everyone is short-lived..."

The old man began to repeat the same tune over and over again. The pole clanged against his body, making muffled sounds, but he didn't feel any pain.

Ji Zhe finally realized that what he had just discovered was wrong, it was footprints!

He looked back at the road he had come from. There were only his shoe prints on the sandy road, no trace of anyone else.

Then this uncle is——————

Ji Zhe suddenly turned his head back to look again, but there was no old man there. In front of him was still a large area of ​​stone tablets, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

But after walking for so long, his tired body told him that it was definitely not an illusion;

It's a ghost!

Something was wrong with the stone tablets as well. Each one began to shake violently, as if something was about to come out from underneath.

And what could be underneath the tombstone?

Ji Zhe certainly knew, especially when he heard some rustling sounds;

Ji Zhe froze in place, the blood in his body began to cool down little by little, and his heart was beating so hard that he could no longer hear any sound.

Ji Zhe looked around in horror, but there was nothing here except the stone tablet. He had no place to hide!

And during the time that Ji Zhe was searching, those things had already appeared.

"Seasonal fold..."

"Seasonal fold..."

"Seasonal fold..."

"..."

From under the stone tablet, a number of skeletal hands stretched out. Some of them looked like they had just died, with maggots and rotten flesh still crawling on them. They seemed to have eyes and stretched straight towards Ji Zhe.

And from deep underground, there are countless calls for Jizhe.

"Come on..."

"We are in this together..."

"Seasonal fold..."

"..."

There were bones crawling around his feet and maggots crawling off the bones. There were strange calls in his ears. The fear brought by this scene made Ji Zhe's body feel like it was pressed by a stone and he couldn't move. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his feet were as stiff as if they were filled with lead.

But this won’t work. If I do nothing, I’ll just be asking for death!

Ji Zhe concentrated his mind and bit his tongue hard. The intense pain made him shudder. He didn't care about the way he came from and just ran quickly in one direction.

"Kacha——"

"Pfft-"

Countless bones and insects were stepped on, and the sticky and dirty blood that spurted out dyed the bones red;

Ji Zhe suppressed his fear and nausea. He didn't know how long he ran. All he could see before him were stone tablets, bones, and maggots.

This road has no end.

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