【Bottle evil】exist

I gave Old Itching a hard punch to relieve my anger. I clapped my hands and asked him to continue talking. He has learned to be good, and he no longer has a hippie smile and is serious, "Ahem, Wu Xie, you are too hard to hit. Well, at least let me show some sympathy."

I ignored him, and waited for him to continue to explain, and he continued as I wished, "The place I want to take you to is familiar to you, but you may not want to go there again, but I just want to tell you something , the answer you want will be there..."

I felt a chill in my heart, couldn't it be Yunding Tiangong?That place is so fucking evil, I feel lucky to have escaped from there by chance, and I swore a poisonous oath not to go there again.

Seeing my complexion change again and again, Old Itchy said cautiously, "Qinling Underground".

I paused, and there was a sudden urge to go, I wanted to see if my body was there?I think it was really a dream, not real like a dream.

In fact, I was reluctant to go to Qinling Mountains. I might be really afraid of the underground world. There are so many dark and damp undergrounds. I calmed down and said to him, "I will go."

"Let's go now?"

"Correct."

……

I was given time to clean up, and I told Hao Wangmeng to look after the shop. Lao You and I got on the car to Qinling, and I kept silent in the car. I suddenly felt that this moment was very familiar, like it was before. The stuffy oil bottle that took the train with us.

The scenery of the train is all the same vegetation. I dozed off when I was bored. I seemed to hear a familiar but strange voice in a trance. When I was alert, it suddenly disappeared and disappeared, repeated several times, disturbing my sleep, so I simply took out the booklet I carried with me and looked through it. The blood in the whole body was frozen, and there was a bloody handprint on the title page of the booklet. The two fingers were strangely long, and there were only three words on the back, the three words that I couldn't think of