A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 561: Lost City Crisis

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"What you said is true?" The girl's voice had changed.

The surrounding area was quiet, everyone was staring at me, motionless, as if any slight movement would break this rare tranquility.

A strange silence spread to the surroundings, and slowly, within the range of sight, everyone seemed to be frozen for an instant.

The ghost is not breathing, and the silence without even the sound of breathing makes me panic.

I opened my mouth a few times before I finally said: "Before I entered the Infernal Hell, I heard that two ghosts escaped from the Infernal Hell and formed a force called the Twin Holy Towers in Yangjian. Didn't they escape from the Infernal Hell?" ?”

My last sentence is entirely to tell others that I don't know how to leave the endless hell. But no one seems to believe me.

Everyone's eyes began to flicker, and when I looked over, they deliberately avoided my eyes, but I could feel that they were all secretly looking at me.

"Oh," the girl sighed, "you shouldn't have said that."

Needless to say, the girl, I have already regretted it. Which of the ghosts here is not waiting here with that one-ten-thousandth hope. My words seem to tell them that their hope lies with me.

Although I have made it very clear, they will not give up any hope.

I looked at the girl and said helplessly, "I really just heard about it."

The girl nodded: "I believe in you, but it's useless for me to believe in you. You can only enter the Lost City now."

I nodded unconsciously, and then looked at the girl suspiciously, but the girl was very calm, spreading her hands.

"I want you to help me bring something, but you still have a choice? They all want to eat you."

I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "Eat me, I don't know."

The girl smiled and said nothing, so I had no choice but to shut my mouth.

If I were in their position, I'm afraid I would arrest myself for interrogation. Even if there is only a few clues, it is a big step forward towards hope.

I've been made to feel that I'm in a crisis that I've brought on.

As the girl said, unless I was teleported to a place I didn't know after staying in the city for 24 hours, I'm afraid I couldn't avoid these hot eyes.

I put my eyes on the city gate, and the girl said that Lost City has a way to leave Hell, no matter what the way is, it should be in the city.

Looking around for a while, looking at the dense crowd, I couldn't help showing a wry smile.

With so many people outside, it is estimated that they have already dug three feet into the ground.

Having made up my mind, I asked the girl directly, "What do you want me to bring for you?"

The girl was not surprised by my choice, she showed a sweet smile: "Don't worry, I just want you to bring me a Bana flower."

"The other shore flower?" I looked at the girl in surprise.

The girl nodded, showing a sad expression: "Yes, I haven't seen flowers for many years."

"Okay." I agreed directly.

There are three kinds of Bana flowers: red, white and yellow. Legend has it that the red Bana flowers bloom in the underworld, and the white Bana flowers bloom in the heaven. As for the yellow Bianhua, I have never heard of it.

And what the girl wants should be the red Bana flower that grows in the underworld.

I thought of the girl and nodded, then stood up and walked towards the city gate.

My actions caused a commotion, but no one stopped them, and no one surrounded me to help them bring things, they just looked at me silently.

This scene made me more sure that what they wanted was just that vague hope.

I walked slowly into the city gate, and there was no one around. When I just passed the corner of the city gate, I glanced over and found that at least dozens of people stood up and walked towards the city gate. advance.

I quickened my pace, and within a few turns, I didn't even know where I was.

This is a not too wide path, and there are not many people. There are closed doors on both sides of the path.

This makes me very strange, the Lost City can only stay for 12 hours before being teleported out. But what are these houses for

It can't be the place where the ghosts who come to the city live temporarily.

I couldn't help slowing down and began to observe carefully.

Although these houses have different styles, they have a lot in common. They are all two stories high. The mottled walls exude an ancient atmosphere, but they are very clean. It's as if someone cleans it all the time.

The strangest thing is that the doors of these houses are all locked inside, as if the owner is still at home.

Curiously, I pushed the door open a crack, and through the crack, I could see the clean courtyard and the closed door inside the gate.

It's not like it hasn't been lived in for a long time.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't come up with a reason, so I didn't struggle anymore, but continued to move forward.

The entire Lost City seemed very quiet, only the faint voices of people coming from the front.

After walking not far, I suddenly heard a "squeak" from behind, as if it was the sound of a wooden door opening.

I turned around in a hurry, but there was nothing behind me.

And this sound seemed to wake me up. As soon as I walked forward, such a sound would sound behind me in a short while.

Looking back several times, I still didn't find anything, but my heart has already been raised. I'm not stupid, with such an obvious voice, I can't pretend that nothing happened.

I slowed down and put all my attention behind me. As soon as I remembered that voice again, I would turn back immediately.

I don't know if my thoughts have been understood, but that weird voice has never sounded.

The constant concentration made me feel very tired. Just when I was in a trance, "Squeak." The voice sounded again.

I didn't look back immediately because I knew I wasn't going to see something.

But what I didn't expect was that when I didn't turn my head back, the sound behind me started to ring non-stop. It was no longer a simple "squeak" sound, but also mixed with strange sounds, as if I was in a downtown area.

But the only thing missing in this downtown area is the human voice.

I finally couldn't help turning around, this time the sound didn't disappear, I saw a wooden door opened and closed by itself without anyone else.

It was as if someone was coming out of it, and then, the one-legged cart that was leaning on one side slowly stood up and walked towards the direction I came from.

I opened my mouth wide, such a familiar scene made me almost think that I didn't know when I would recover my human body.

Yes, it's the same as not being able to see ghosts when you are a human being. It's just that I'm obviously a ghost now. Could it be that ghosts can't see people