The Yellow River is surging, with yellow and turbid running water.
It was late at night.
Suddenly, a figure ran from far to near, ran out of the forest, and ran quickly to the bank of the Yellow River. I saw the world behind the figure, chasing him, collapsing and collapsing.
The figure was getting closer and closer, and it was Fang Zheng.
Fangzheng felt as if he had found the thrill of running through the poison circle, and if he slowed down, he would be killed by the poison circle chasing after him.
That poison circle is naturally a collapsed spiritual world.
"Mr. Fu, Li Sishui's memory world is about to collapse, let's go quickly, you will never imagine, who I met in Li Sishui's memory world just now... I met... Uh, leek, leek number four, how do you Will be here too?!"
Fangzheng slammed his feet on the brakes, looking at the woman in white who was standing with Mr. Fu with a devilish expression, as if he was meeting with old friends and talking, and subconsciously blurted out Leek No. 4.
Leek No. 4
! !
Mr. Fu: "..."
The woman in white: "..."
I don't know if it was Fang Zheng's illusion, when the figure of the woman in white disappeared into the Yellow River, she seemed to look back at herself? !
Fangzheng cautiously approached Mr. Fu and asked, "Mr. Fu, who knows you?"
This time Fangzheng stopped calling Leek No. 4, and asked Mr. Fu cautiously.
"That's a senior." Mr. Fu glanced at Fangzheng.
Hiss, gasp.
"Mr. Fu, Leek No. 4, no, it's this senior white... How exactly is this senior?"
White clothes and white trousers, all in white from head to toe, isn't it Senior White? !
"Across the country, there are nine Japanese tour envoys stationed in various places, and she is the most promising to become the tenth day tour envoy." Mr. Fu did not elaborate, it may be due to confidentiality or other reasons, but only mentioned a side .
Just as Mr. Fu finished speaking, Fangzheng suddenly became quiet and honest, with his eyes watching his nose and his nose watching his heart, and he sat on the boat honestly and honestly.
Most likely to break through the 10th day tour envoy,
Isn't that the number one master of Riyou
Fangzheng is not cowardly,
This is called from the heart.
Wasn't he afraid of Leek No. 4, Fangzheng kept telling himself that.
Mr. Fu looked serious, Fangzheng who was sitting upright, but he didn't make any more stabs at Fangzheng's body. While propping up the boat pole, he just left the collapsed memory world of Li Sishui, while explaining why the woman in white appeared in Li Sishui's memory world. In the spiritual world of the dead in Surabaya.
"This existence is most familiar with both sides of the Yellow River, so this time he is specially responsible for secretly protecting your mission safety. Are you wondering why there are six people who entered the spiritual world of the dead in Li Sishui, and only five people are seen? The last one People are her."
Fang Zheng still sat motionless.
I'm serious.
I am serious.
It wasn't until he left the Yellow River Basin and successfully walked out of the mouth of the Yellow River that Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He kept his eyes on his nose and his heart on the way, and he couldn't help but get up and move his hands and feet again.
However, when passing through Luoshen Township on the way, I couldn't help but take a few more glances. Unfortunately, there was a dense fog with extremely low visibility floating on the river, and the scenery in Luoshen Township could not be seen.
When he got out of the mouth of the Yellow River, Fangzheng stood up again, looking at the direction of the Yellow River behind him with some regret.
Because the poisonous circle suddenly sped up and contracted, and in order to get out of the poisonous circle as soon as possible, he hadn't asked for WeChat account with Leek No. 1, 2, and 3.
Otherwise, he would be able to expand his [Socialist Core Values Chinese and Foreign Exchange Group], which will be his circle of contacts in the industry in the future.
At the same time, Fangzheng looked at the Yellow River behind him, and there was always a question in his mind, Li Sishui was dead, who made that internet post
Is it a forum ghost post posted by Li Sishui after his death
Or...someone is pretending to be Li Sishui to post, and Fangzheng already has a preliminary suspect for that candidate, he suspects that Huang Jianan is not dead.
Because when he walked out of the ghost cover, he didn't see Huang Jian'an's body, maybe he didn't notice Huang Jian'an's body, or maybe Huang Jian'an was still alive...
Along the way, Fangzheng was very quiet, and he was not in a hurry to talk to Mr. Fu about the experience of the ancient village of the Yellow River. He did not forget one of the taboos of walking in the dark, keep quiet and avoid making loud noises.
Fangzheng planned to report the situation carefully to Mr. Fu after leaving the spiritual world of the dead.
The two of them were in a boat, holding a small boat, and after walking a certain distance, the pair of uncles and nephews who fished corpses from the Yellow River had disappeared. After another period of time, the boat entered the cemetery of the giant steel ship again.
Giant steel ships, with their dilapidated and decayed history, collapsed on this weird battlefield.
Hush, huh, huh... The boat pole in Mr. Fu's hand slid gently on the surface of the water, and the boat passed slowly among the wreckages of giant steel ships that were either broken or turned upside down. fragments of wooden planks.
Sudden!
Plop, there was the sound of diving in the thick fog behind him, and then there was a crackling sound, the heavy iron chain sliding and rubbing against the ship. In the dense fog, a ship's anchor chain was approaching the boat quickly at an oblique angle.
Something seems to be approaching quickly under the water.
Seeing that the things under the water surface were getting closer and closer, and they were about to catch up with the boat from behind, and when they were about to come out, suddenly, a fragment of a sampan several people long directly poked the things under the water down.
Gulu, gulu, a string of bubbles spit out from the bottom of the water, as if choked on the water by this sudden poke.
The things under the water were unwilling to show up again, so they were stabbed down with a stick again.
Reappearing, poking down again, Gululu made a series of bubbles...
When Mr. Fu heard the movement behind him, he turned his head suspiciously, and saw Fangzheng behind him had a long wooden stick in his hand at some point. It looked like something floating on the water. Fragments of the ship's planks... At this time, Fang Zhengzheng was having fun, stabbing the two-faced corpses chasing after him to the bottom of the water time and time again.
The corpse soul lost all face at this moment.
Being poked underwater by Fangzheng again and again, I just feel extremely aggrieved.
How is this guy different from the first time? This is completely unreasonable! !
Mr. Fu: "..."
Mr. Fu was also a little speechless looking at Fang Zheng, who was getting more and more excited, and couldn't help speeding up the boat pole in his hand, and left here as soon as possible.
The boat quickly left the range of activities of the corpse, leaving only the extremely aggrieved corpse under the water.
…
The rest of the journey was very peaceful until, when he saw the Lingyin Temple standing on the pile of bones again, Fangzheng knew that he had finally returned to the province where his hometown was located.
He saw the old monk again.
When he came back this time, the temple had already been built, and the old monk was cutting his flesh!
Slices of flesh and blood were cut off, the two legs and the left arm were dripping with blood, and only bones remained, but the knife in the old monk's hand still didn't stop, and began to cut the flesh of his body...
"Is this old monk committing suicide?" Fangzheng was stunned.
(end of this chapter)