I turned to look at the slow-moving skeleton. The beginning of my tragic fate might be related to it!

My brain was congested and swollen, and my heart felt like it was being beaten continuously by a drumstick, which made my scalp numb and my whole body trembling.

The corners of my mouth were raised, the smile did not reach my eyes, my eyebrows were lowered, and my pupils were filled with anger.

I rushed forward regardless, grabbed the skeleton's body with both hands, and punched the skull on its hand.

The blood on my fists spattered, the skin was torn, and the white bones of the skull were covered with my blood, which was red and weird.

I couldn't feel the pain or anything around me. I just waved my fists mechanically.

The green light inside the skull kept flashing, and in the dark, I heard it say: "Give it back to me..."

My fist hit the skull hard again, this time knocking it over.

The bones of the skeleton fell apart, and the white bones were scattered on the sand one by one. The fingernails buried in the sand broke out, like clumps of water plants in the water, gathering all the bones together.

Then it was quickly buried in the sand and disappeared.

The scene fell silent, and I was the only one breathing heavily.

I lost all my strength and sat down on the ground, feeling cold sweat pouring down my back.

The soul-suppressing talisman is not easy to use, the evil-suppressing talisman is useless, and the coreless sky candle only has some effect on smoke souls, but has no effect on skeletons.

I tried all my strength, but I could only break the skeleton apart.

It can't really be killed.

The things in Lop Nur are really weird.

I'm not afraid of ghosts; I'm not worried about monsters.

I have the talisman and I still have the strength.

However, when these things that I relied on for survival were ineffective in front of the skeleton, I became a clown who was at the mercy of others. I could only stand nervously, waiting to be killed by the skeleton.

It was only then that I suddenly realized that since I entered Lop Nur, I had never seen any strange things or black goats.

Lop Nur is like a natural barrier, blocking their footsteps. It's not that they can't come in, but they don't dare to come. The things inside are even weirder than them.

I still don't know if the old man who touched me has anything to do with this skeleton, but I know that this thing is targeting this group of people and will definitely not let it go.

The skeleton seems to be looking for something.

What is it looking for?

Zhang Geng shook Bai Luoxin's shoulders and shouted whether he wanted to cry or not: "Brother Zhao, come and see, Bai Luoxin is unresponsive!"

I exhaled a breath, forced myself to walk over.

Bai Luoxin stood straight on the spot, letting Zhang Geng shake her. Her eyes were dark and the whites of her eyes had completely disappeared.

Her eyes turned into an abyss, pitch black, with no end in sight.

I bit the tip of my tongue, squirted out a mouthful of blood, collected the blood on my fingertips, and traced the evil-suppressing charm. The bright red blood looked particularly strange on the yellow paper.

I pressed the evil-suppressing talisman on Bai Luoxin's face and shouted loudly: "Suppress!"

The wind still blew by, causing the Evil Suppression Talisman to stagger around, and finally fell to the ground, becoming a piece of waste paper.

The evil-suppressing talisman, even the evil-suppressing talisman using my essence and blood, is of no use!

I drew a Soul Calming Talisman again according to the method just now, and the result was still the same.

The Soul Calming Talisman fluttered on the ground and flew away with the hurricane.

It drifted away like the Evil Suppression Talisman.

In the past, the talisman that was always used to bring good results has become so useless and useless at this moment.

Taoism can only suppress evil spirits and ghosts, but it cannot suppress white skeletons.

I looked at the dumbfounded Bai Luoxin, and felt extremely sour in my heart.

Zhang Geng said anxiously: "Brother Zhao, think of a way!"

I've tried every possible method, but I...have nothing else to do.

I took out a piece of bitter candy from the bamboo rabbit and stuffed it into Bai Luoxin's mouth.

Bai Luoxin's mouth moved up and down, chewing mechanically.

Bai Luoxin is no longer as lively and lively as before.

She seemed to have turned into an unassembled robot, crooked and extremely stiff.

Suddenly, a figure quietly approached Bai Luoxin.

She was thin and thin, with not much flesh on her body. Her clothes were hanging empty on her body, and her eyes covered with white film were staring straight at Bai Luoxin.

It's a dry ruler.

Gan Chi held an old copper bell in his hand. The bell was mottled and full of rust, as if it had just been dug out of an ancient tomb.

I looked at Qian Chi warily, reached out and held her wrist: "What do you want to do?"

My voice was hoarse and my tone was cold.

Qian Chi said calmly: "Her soul was lost in the fog of the afterlife. I will ring the bell to bring her back."

Zhang Geng grabbed Qian Chi's arm as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Then I'll leave it to you..."

I interrupted Zhang Geng and asked calmly: "What does the fog of rebirth mean? Do you know that skeleton?"

Gan Chi showed a mysterious smile: "I don't know the skeleton, but I know the fog of rebirth.

Zhao Rui, have you ever heard of similar folklore? People should not walk at night, especially those with weak horoscopes. Otherwise, accidents may happen easily. They think they are walking on a smooth road, but in fact they are climbing over a cliff.

Trees climb mountains.

These people have encountered the fog of rebirth.

People who encounter the mist of the past can walk hundreds of miles and arrive at a place they don't know at all, relying only on their feet and psychological suggestions, but they still think they are going on the right path.

That's because his soul was confused in the fog of rebirth and could not see or distinguish clearly.

If no one calls his soul back, he will go on forever until he dies.

This kind of thing is not unusual, you should have heard of it, many people who have experienced this only think that they have encountered a ghost covering their eyes, but it is actually a mist of death, and the two are not the same."

What Gan Chi said was so clear that I couldn't help but believe it.

I continued to ask: "What is the difference between the fog of rebirth and the ghost covering your eyes?"

"Ghosts covering their eyes, also known as ghosts hitting the wall, make people walk in circles in one place and cannot get out. Ghosts covering their eyes only scare people. In fact, the harm to people is far less than the mist of the afterlife.

A person trapped in the fog of the past is like a wandering soul. If his soul is not called back in time, he will never come back.

The soul cannot go through the underworld to be reincarnated, nor can it return to the earth to live again. Over time, it will be melted by the mist of the past life and become the nourishment of the mist of the past life, completely destroyed. Now if I want Bai Luoxin's soul to come back, I can only call it as a soul."

Zhang Geng was sweating profusely: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and wake up!"

Wang Liqing suddenly appeared from the darkness, his face was cold, and after finishing the smoke, his face seemed a little rosier.

He stared at Qianchi with a pair of falcon-like eyes and said: "Ghosts attack the wall because it is too dark at night. People walking on foot have weak defenses. They will be frightened when encountering the slightest disturbance, and their spirits will fall into a hazy state. This will cause ghosts to attack."
Chapter completed!