Chapter 355

Mu Sicheng stopped fighting back, and the "Mu Sicheng" who flew over grabbed the flesh on his neck, but what was sucked was not blood, but soul. Mu Sicheng's face was so painful that it almost The phantom finally completely disappeared on the pillar.

After ingesting the soul, the "Mu Sicheng" zombie turned his shoulders comfortably, jumped off the pillar, and walked towards Bai Liu with a cruel expression.

Bai Liu lowered her head, as if she didn't notice Mu Sicheng walking this way.

Mu Sicheng walked in front of Bai Liu, and just when he was about to bite someone, his face suddenly knelt down, his face changed as if two faces were merging, and his body kept struggling.

Bai Liu raised his head slowly: "Mu Sicheng, it will take some time before the fusion of ‌ and ‌'s souls, can ‌ control this zombie body?"

Mu Sicheng's soul twisted out of his face, and he replied hoarsely: "Barely... yes!"

"It's almost twelve o'clock, when yin and yang converge, and yang qi pours backwards. It's exactly the time when yin is weak." Bai Liu jumped out of bed, and calmly narrated, "Now that the yin and yang roads overlap, we are strangers and can walk. Turning back to Yangjian Road is the best time to escape."

"The only problem is." Bai Liu turned her head and looked there, motionless, covering her head and staring at Mu Sicheng's mother-in-law, "The body of her is already their husband, and she is also the owner of this tomb. One of the people, if you run away, the ghosts in these tombs will definitely come and chase you."

"I need to not completely devour the soul, so that I can not only maintain my zombie body, but also retain part of my mind, so that we will not have the ability to fight."

Mu Sicheng panted heavily: "So let the soul devour me, right?"

Bai Liu nodded.

Mu Sicheng's face was ferocious, his fangs were exposed, his limbs with sharp nails scratched the ground, and he breathed out a white breath: "...I will try my best."

"Then I'll count one, two..." Bai Liu paused for a second, looked down at his watch, knelt on Mu Sicheng's back on one knee, grabbed Mu Sicheng's shoulder, raised his eyes and ordered, "—three, run .”

Mu Sicheng shot out like an arrow off the string.

The flames of the lantern in the room behind him were swayed by the wind that Mu Sicheng rushed out. Look at it for a moment, and when it was lit again, all the women in the room had disappeared.

Mu Sicheng ran quickly on all fours in the dark tomb, and Bai Liu knelt on Mu Sicheng's back with one knee.

At a corner, a headless woman appeared in front of them, and she was about to stick in front of them in a few blinks. Mu Sicheng turned sideways sharply, and with his fingers, he directly grabbed the side wall of the tomb passage, and walked over the wall from beside the woman. ran over.

As a result, when he turned around, another woman came over, and Bai Liu quickly blocked it with a joy stick, and the hijab was lifted.

One turned completely upside down, Yan Yan laughed, her head with white face and red lips looked down at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu pressed down on the back of Mu Sicheng's neck, and Mu Sicheng jumped off the side wall, lowering his body and sprinting across the blind spot of this bitch's vision.

Running all the way to the main hall, the shadows who were chatting and laughing all stopped at the moment when Mu Sicheng ran in with Bai Liu on his back, and they all turned their eyes to look at the past, and the viciousness in their eyes could no longer be concealed.

In front of the exit door stood a welcoming guest wearing a melon skin hat, bowing and kicking his hands, smiling flatteringly, and smiling like crescent moons. His voice was as male as female, and as sharp as a prison guard: "Guests off—— —!”

Mu Sicheng didn't stop at all, and rushed out from the main entrance with Bai Liu.

The smiles on their faces disappeared, and they sternly stopped: "The guest snatches the bride, the uninvited guest! Kill the guest to welcome the guest!"

All the shadows seemed to be waiting for this order, and shrill and frantic screams came from the wall chaotically, the corners of their mouths were split into bloody red arcs, and their eyes were curved and wide open with a smile.

The moment Mu Sicheng ran out of the main entrance, these shadows turned into thin black lines and rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

Mu Sicheng glanced back, his face was constantly changing, and his words were like schizophrenia, full of viciousness at one moment, and full of vigilance at another moment:

"They are about to catch up, what to do!"

"Die here, Bai Liu!"

"The speed is so fast!"

"We can't run away from these souls."

Mu Sicheng ran in the tomb passage, and the red lanterns hanging on the side of the tomb passage reflected the fast moving shadows and lines on the wall, like a lot of red-eyed black people writhing and chasing and eating people. snake.

"In the underworld, we really have nothing to do with these evil spirits." Bai Liu looked calmly, "But it's twelve o'clock now, and Yin and Yang meet."

"In Yangjian, there is no light without fire, no shadow without light, and no soul without soul."

Bai Liu propped up his body and leaned forward, holding the joy stick and quickly hooking off the lantern hanging on the side of the wall from side to side. As soon as the candle of the lantern was extinguished, a puff of blue smoke came out, the red light disappeared, and the tomb passage was plunged into darkness.

Lost the light source, the soul reflected on the wall was swallowed by the darkness, and the screaming sound was left far behind.

Mu Sicheng jumped out of the tomb passage from the wall, and the paper bridge that had been swallowed by darkness reappeared in front of him.

On the bridge, the bridge martyr who jumped off was holding an umbrella, with half of his head looking at Mu Sicheng and the others who were coming up the bridge. Under the bridge were countless corpses that were rising and falling.

Mu Sicheng jumped onto the bridge pier with a leap, with a fierce look on his face, and after a few big jumps at high speed, he swayed past the side of the ghost who died on the bridge.

Bai Liu turned his head, and the bridge ghost was holding an umbrella, running towards this side quickly, but Mu Sicheng was moving very fast, but the speed of the bridge ghost was not as fast as before, and was soon caught by the flying Mu Sicheng. Sicheng left behind and was finally trapped on the bridge, watching Mu Sicheng go away resentfully.

"It's one past twelve." Bai Liu turned her head, leaned over Mu Sicheng's back, and ordered very quickly, "We must return to the land before twelve fifteen, and the time limit for the confluence of Yin and Yang is For a quarter of an hour, run as fast as you can."

"It's almost too fast!" Mu Sicheng ran so fast that his tongue almost flew out of his mouth, panting all the time while speaking, "At this speed, we can go back safely!"

While replying, Mu Sicheng fiercely bit a ghost that crawled out of the altar on the side of the tomb passage, shook his head hard, and his fangs dug into the ghost's neck.

Bai Liu heard the sound of bones being bitten, and he patted Mu Sicheng's head: "Don't suck the blood of the ghost, Yin Qi is not good for you."

"‌And the blood of the water ghost's corpse is not good to drink." Bai Liu added.

Mu Sicheng spat out the ghost's neck that had been bitten soft by him, and poohed in disgust: "Damn, I didn't say it earlier, it's watery and smelly!"

"That's right, I'm going to speak soon." Bai Liu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the altar that kept rolling over from the dark tomb passage, and the ghost crawling out of the altar with a twisted body, "These The place where the altar was originally placed is not near here, but in a partial tomb where I fell."

"Someone rolled these altars here and we are blocked."

Mu Sicheng tilted his head and sniffed, crawled forward with his hands, frowned and asked, "This smell is so messy, who is it?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes slowly: "Of course it's Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi who hope we lose the game and die in the grave, and are now standing at the exit."

The door of the tomb.

Kong Xuyang held half of the [Yin-Yang Road-Separating Talisman] in his hand, shook it and sneered at Yang Zhi, "Bai Liu actually used the Yin-Yang Road-Separating Talisman in this kind of place, he is really asking for his own death."

Yang Zhi complimented without any trace: "That's because I was forced to rush, so I can use broken pots and broken pots."

"Then Bai Liu has already come this far." Kong Xuyang looked at the trap door at the entrance of the tomb, and smiled maliciously, "Wouldn't it be nice if we didn't give him a helping hand at this time? Inhumane?"

"That's it." Yang Zhi looked at the door, "I remember falling from here, would it fall into a side chamber full of altars?"

Kong Xuyang nodded, his face couldn't hide his embarrassment: "That's right, the tomb on that side is full of water ghosts from altars, and if you scratch one, you can be caught as a substitute."

"I remember when Brother Kong used this side tomb to kill a player and swallowed their property when he played Yinshan Village for the first time." Yang Zhi recalled, "How did you get it?"

Kong Xuyang rolled his eyes: "It's still a memory skill, and I can't remember anything."

Yang Zhi smiled obsequiously, and admitted: "Brother Kong is really a professional-level trap player, and the trap moves he uses are so many in the game that I can't even remember them."

Kong Xuyang tilted his neck back, hummed arrogantly, and then waved away Yang Zhi who was standing at the door of the trap: "If you know, don't block the way."

"Using the yin-yang road-blocking charm, as long as you don't return to the yang world before 12:15, you will be trapped to death in the underworld." Yang Zhi looked at the altar under the trap door, with a vicious and pleasant light in his eyes, "— ——Although the ghost of the altar is not strong, it is a difficult ghost in Yinshan Village, and it can be used to delay time."

"All you need is a small [driver talisman]." Kong Xuyang pulled out the yellow talisman, tapped the cinnabar, and drew on it with a brush stroke, sticking it to the trap door with eyes shining, "They will help me Drive to stop the people in the tomb from going out."

The yellow talisman stuck to the trap door burst into a burst of red light, and the altar below wobbled and stood erect under the red light, rolling in a certain direction as if being summoned by some kind of feeling.

Yang Zhi praised: "Kong Ge's trap is still as insidious as ever."

"Non-toxic and not a husband." The smile on Kong Xuyang's face was still there, and a hurricane suddenly burst out from the trap door in front of him, flipping over and over again, and then exploded.

There seems to be a person standing in the dust.

Before Yang Zhi could see who these people were, a ghoul with a soft-bitten neck was slammed viciously on the faces of Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang, and directly smashed these people against the door, vomiting A mouthful of blood.

The dust gradually receded, revealing the figure of a person hidden in it.

Lying on the ground, Mu Sicheng's face was black and blue, his fangs were stained with blood, and he spat out a mouthful of the ghost's blood viciously, staring at Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang as they kept approaching.

Bai Liu, who was kneeling and riding on Mu Sicheng, had blood stains on his side face and shirt, and his face was unreasonably pale, but he had that kind of friendly smile on his face that made people feel shuddering.

Bai Liu smiled and looked at Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang who were lying on the ground coughing and coughing: "My fellow, we meet again."