The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is impossible to see when it will stop.

Huang Banxian pinched his fingers with his right hand, muttered a few words, raised his head and looked at the sky that was so dark that it was completely dark.

"Fuck it!"

His mental analytics were always unsatisfied, and he cursed angrily, then raised his legs and jumped out of the white archway.

The pair of eyes that were originally small were wide open by him, and they were in the change of position.

A short figure naked and naked figure appeared in his sight.

The appearance of the unsolved ghost boy was far away and could not be seen clearly, but Huang Banxian captured something in his hand very clearly.

That was Cheng Dali's human skin.

...

"thump!"

After falling out of weight for a few seconds, Huang Banxian's face was in close contact with the ground.

The scorching pain on my face had not yet come, and the first thing that sucked into my lungs was the dust that was lifted from the ground.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Huang Banxian sat up on the ground in pain, licked his right face that was thrown with his tongue.

He looked around blankly and found that he was already in another strange space.

Directly in front is a deep and narrow passage, and a turning point appears about ten steps away.

The walls on both sides form a circular area, and he is in the center of this circular shape.

After seeing it briefly, Huang Banxian got up from the ground and looked over his head.

There was no wind or coolness there, only endless darkness, which made him feel like he was stripped of the world.

Huang Banxian turned his eyes to the ground again, stamped his feet, and the dust was raised.

After a moment, he realized that he must have been teleported into a confined space.

And the area would be very large. He still remembers that when he woke up, his moans echoed around him.

Huang Banxian's eyes were full of solemnity. He looked at the only passage in front of him and did not rush forward.

Before coming to this strange place, he saw the unsolved ghost boy waving at him.

Obviously his guess is correct. If he wants to find the ring organization, the premise is that he is branded by the ghost child.

So now this place is either a land of the ring organization or a supernatural barrier set by the ring organization.

Since you come, you will be at peace, but the most urgent thing now is: Clay, not here.

Although the ground in front of me was covered with dust, there were no other footprints except him.

"What kind of barrier is this..."

Huang Banxian complained in her heart, walked forward carefully, always alert to the restless sounds around her at any time.

The walls on both sides are made of stones, with tight tile and cool touch.

He fumbled out the flashlight from his cloth bag and drove it to the highest level, finally bringing some light to this dark area.

But perhaps it was because I had been soaked in water for too long, or maybe it was the interference of the supernatural power here.

The light is not strong, like a thick layer of fog blocking the light, but the distance is not far enough.

Huang Banxian had already walked halfway through the passage, illuminated his left hand, clasped his fingers tightly with his right hand, and some small sand and gravel slid down one after another.

He raised his hand and followed the wall upward to illuminate it. In his view, the wall was directly connected to the end of darkness.

It seems that the walls here are built to reach the sky.

Huang Banxian's heart was slightly sank. These walls seemed real, but this space was obviously fake.

There is such a terrifying mysterious space in the Tianming Mountain Cemetery, which he, the old clerk of the ninth branch, did not expect.

In just ten steps, he walked for a full minute because he was too cautious.

When Huang Banxian carefully poked her head out, there was another circular area in front of the passage.

There was still nothing strange there, and the shape was exactly the same as where he fell.

It was only when he entered the circular area that he realized that there were three forks in front of him.

Left, middle, right.

Three identical channels.

"What the hell is this? The ring organization creates a supernatural maze?"

Huang Banxian fell into deep thought. He couldn't understand the mystery, so he could only walk into the identification from left to right.

The passage on the left was pitch black and the flashlight could not shine far. In short, he could not see any trace of living people entering.

He hesitated and shook his head, and then came to the middle passage, where the situation here was still no different.

Only the last right channel was left, and he felt that there should be no surprises here.

But with a cautious attitude, he still came closer and made necessary observations.

However, as soon as he arrived here, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly leaned his head in and took a deep breath.

There are no traces or footprints of living people in the right passage.

But there was a smell of tobacco in it!

Huang Banxian took a breath and quickly shrank back, and his heart began to feel distressed again.

Clay does not smoke, so who would be the one who smokes here if they are living people?

There is a tobacco smell now, but there are no footprints.

It only means that the smoker should not have walked to him, but he is not far away.

Now he could not tell whether the other party was a living person or a ghost.

Is this tobacco smell just a smoke bomb for the ghost, inducing him to give up on the left and middle sides, and take advantage of the human mentality of mutual dependence?

Huang Banxian began to move. It had been more than five minutes since he entered the maze, but his progress was almost zero.

At this time, he missed Clay's face that was always warm and hippie.

Although Huang Banxian is a well-known figure in the ninth branch, he is not good at making decisions.

On the contrary, although Clayde has a pure personality, he dares to make up his mind and do things simply.

This can be seen from the previous white archway.

Just as hesitating, I don’t know how much time I wasted, Huang Banxian suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

A certain talisman in his cloth bag emitted a faint fluorescence, and a hot sensation burned his thighs.

Huang Banxian's face immediately changed. This was a warning sign. The luminous and heated meant that a supernatural power appeared around him.

When he looked up, he was shocked to find that there were only two passages left in front of him.

One left, one right.

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But the heat in the talisman in the cloth bag still remains unabated, and the light is too bright and it seems to be about to burn.

The hair behind Huang Banxian suddenly stood up, and he felt a strong position in the darkness behind him.

At this time, he had to choose if he didn't want to.

In the moment, he rushed into the right passage without hesitation.

The smell of tobacco still echoed here, and the more you ran in, the clearer it became.

Huang Banxian was so hot that his thighs hurt when the talisman in his pocket. He immediately went into his arms and pulled out a stack of paper money, and shook his head back without looking back.

He has many consumables and is of little use, but he can gain some time.

But before the stack of paper money could land, he could hear the crackling sound of burning.

His face suddenly sank, which shows that the ghost behind him is particularly powerful, and even so much paper money was broken instantly as soon as it appeared.

Huang Banxian didn't dare to look back, but just ran forward while sacrificing more talismans.

The road ahead in the field of vision shook with the light of the flashlight.

The road has reached its end, and more and more forks appear, but now Huang Banxian is already panicking because the ghost is chasing too tightly.

After running four or five forks of road, he had long forgotten which road he came from.

All his thoughts were spent on using sinful objects to delay time, just as he was writing a new talisman with sweat on his face.

Pieces of yellow paper fell from the front of him like snowflakes, making his sprinting stop quickly.

Huang Banxian looked at the paper money in front of him and suddenly glared at him. He was too familiar with these yellow papers.

It's exactly...

However, at this time, I didn't know where to stretch out a hand and strangled his neck.

The palm of his hand was cold and moist, but there was a strong smell of tobacco on it.

"Don't make a noise, come with me."

The owner of the hand spoke very coldly, as if he had no emotion at all.

But this voice made Huang Banxian particularly familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

Step by step, he was dragged into a darker place by the hand pressing his head.

For some reason, even though he had just taken a few steps back, he could not see the falling paper money in front of him, and the ghosts who had never met had not yet chased him.

Huang Banxian's chin was grabbed by that hand, and she felt very uncomfortable.

But while retreating, he finally remembered who the voice was.

In the joy, he asked quietly with a questioning attitude:

"Shop Manager Ji, I didn't expect to be here..."

"Shh!"

Huang Banxian didn't finish his words, but felt that the hand pressing his head moved.

His head and cervical spine were suddenly twisted with tens of force.

The severe pain had not yet come, only the sound of the neck being completely broken was echoed in my ears.

Huang Banxian's head, which was broken to an exaggerated angle, slowly fell into the dust with his weakness.
Chapter completed!