Chapter 183

Name:Dark Matter Museum Author:ye bu yu
They were puzzled.

Could it be that the white fog seems to disturb not only space, but also time and human thinking ability.

He turned his head and estimated that he had only stayed in the fog for more than an hour. Now it's the middle of the month. It's ten o'clock in the evening!

"This peak is not quite right. Let's go! "

In the chaotic graves, there were bursts of ghost sounds, which were very terrible. Li Jiaming didn't hear it, but yenuo heard it clearly. Something really wants to run out of a coffin under the black soil.

Think on your knees. There's absolutely nothing good in it.

Yenuo didn't dare to stay in front of the old grave half dug by himself late at night. He took Li Jiaming all the way down the mountain in the dark. It was not easy to get out of the chaotic grave, and the brightly lit residential area could be seen from a distance.

The lights in the residential area are like candles for sacrificing the dead and white light. Even if they look scary, they look very friendly now.

It's so ghostly here that I'm going back to someone's place at last.

"Find a place to spend the night." Yenuo smelled the air.

The village on the island at night is not peaceful, especially the random grave.

There was a terrible smell in the night, which made his scalp numb. It's terrible and dangerous.

Yenuo wants to find a place with tiles on his head, arrange the decontamination array and protect him and Li Jiaming.

The night is surging, squeezing the light from the street lamps on the street. At the junction of darkness and light, there seems to be a fierce battle.

Street lamps represent Yang Qi and darkness represents Yin Qi.

But now the street lights began to dim, even flickering. Yang Qi is pressed and Yin Qi rises. This is not a good sign!

"Go!" The night road dragged Li Jiaming and ran a few steps faster.

Anger filled the air, holding the night. The darkness like water is no longer like water. As long as you soak it, you will feel a gloomy tingling. The night is corroding everything in the night. A ghost claw grabbed it and almost grabbed yenuo's back.

Yenuo looked behind him and frowned slightly.

The darkness behind is spreading, and I still have a considerable distance from the place illuminated by the street lamp in front.

He took out a piece of Rune paper, dipped some cinnabar with his fingers, and soaked it into the cinnabar. He wrote a few scribbled words with his hand instead of pen, and then shook it with the palm of his hand.

A dazzling white light was immediately emitted from the decontamination talisman, which remained for a long time.

Stabbed by the white light, there was a sharp scream in the darkness behind him, which lasted for a long time.

Li Jiaming was startled: "what's calling?"

"What ran out of the grave we dug just now." Yenuo replied casually.

"How, how possible!" Li Jiaming trembled all over: "is there something in the coffin?"

"Not only the one we dug, I'm afraid something ran out of the coffin in the whole random grave. Hiding in the dark, trying to attack us. " Yenuo said.

"What shall we do?" Li Jiaming asked.

Yenuo looked at the light in his hand: "of course, go back to the residential area as soon as possible. My bright light spell won't last long. And I don't have much decontamination left. "

The two stopped talking and went on their way with their heads buried in silence.

The village on the island is not big, just a few kilometers. But this humble hill can't go out. Obviously, the residential area is at the bottom of the hillside.

Yenuo grabbed Li Jiaming and scolded, "grandma, I met a ghost barrier."

"Ghost barrier?" Li Jiaming shivered.

"Don't move." Yenuo kneaded his hands, rowed his hands and feet, and then stamped on the ground.

The ground seemed to blow a breeze, spreading in all directions from where yenuo stamped his feet. Li Jiaming took a breath when he looked at it.

He was so frightened that he was about to smoke.

There was a wall across the road from them and down the mountain to the residential area. This wall is not a real wall, but consists of white masks.

Behind every white mask, there is a dark Uncle Wang. More than 100 white masks and more than 100 Uncle Wang form a wall up to two meters high and tens of meters long. All Uncle Wang kept smiling at them.

"Hee hee." The shrill laughter made people shudder.

"I guess I can't go back to the residential area!" Yenuo's heart jumped.

Count carefully, there are 99 Uncle Wang in all. Each one is emitting amazing hostility. Uncle Wang seems to want to block yenuo and Li Jiaming from the chaotic grave. Yenuo doesn't know why they want to do so.

But after Uncle Wang was seen by yenuo, the white mask wall began to fall apart, and the separated Uncle Wang floated towards yenuo.

Yenuo quickly grabbed a handful of scrap iron and sprinkled it on the ground, ready to draw a circle.

But before the circle was drawn, Li Jiaming whispered with a pale face: "third, my feet seem to have been caught by something!"

Yenuo looked down. A ghost claw came out of the soil and grabbed Li Jiaming's ankle. Luanfenggang didn't go out at all. There were solitary graves under his feet.

The ghost claw was stretched out from the solitary grave coffin that had never been buried in the grave.

"Shit." Yenuo stepped on the ghost's claw.

The dried ghost claw did not move, and each of its joints wanted to drill deeply into Li Jiaming's meat. Li Jiaming screams in pain. The most terrible thing is that every time he screams, the white mask on his face that was sealed by yenuo will change from virtual shadow to entity and cover Li Jiaming's face.

Yenuo bit his teeth, broke his middle finger and pinched a five tiger curse. He had great power to remove filth in his hand, as if five tigers really jumped out of the palm of his hand. Tearing and biting, he just bit off the ghost hand.

At the moment when the ghost hand was bitten off, yenuo grabbed Li Jiaming and let his feet off the ground. Like fishing, as soon as Li Jiaming's feet were off the ground, the soil in the solitary grave rose up.

The black soil flew, and an old Uncle Wang showed his dry bone claws and climbed out of the grave. The detective wanted to catch Li Jiaming again.

Yenuo's empty right hand grabbed it in his pocket, grabbed a decontamination symbol and pasted it on Uncle Wang's forehead.

Uncle Wang screamed, and thick black smoke came from the place where Sen Bai's mask was combined with the decontamination charm.

"Grandma's, there aren't many talismans left." Yenuo smiled bitterly.

To be on the safe side, yenuo bought a lot of cinnabar and rune paper to make runes with the money given by Li Qiang according to the records in the records. He doesn't have much dark energy in his body, so the rune paper is not a high-grade product, and the quantity is not much.

One come and two go. It's only a few days. There's not much left.