"Shh! Quiet, don't make a noise!"

It was the voice of Butcher Zhang.

This time it is no longer as illusory as far away, but right in front of Fangzheng.

When Fang Zheng heard the voice of Butcher Zhang again, he felt sure in his heart. He temporarily put down the questions that he was about to ask, and he held his breath.

The boat under her feet was still moving forward slowly, and the hull was swaying slightly from time to time.

In the thick mist world where you can't see your fingers, everything is terrible, just like the dead silence and gloomy feeling of passing by the cemetery alone at night, making people feel depressed and heavy like a big rock in your heart.

Fang Zheng looked at the incredible scene before him. Is this the yin going?

At this time, Fang Zheng heard some strange noises from the thick fog with extremely low visibility, as if it was the whispering of many people.

There is also a strange and slight sound of hissing.

It was like a torn flesh and blood, or a sound of scraping bones, making people feel a little numb.

Sudden!

Fang Zheng's eyes were in the water under the boat, and he saw a black shadow flashing away, as if... a large bunch of thick black woman's long hair?

Fang Zheng's breathing stagnated.

Although there were strange things from time to time along the way, fortunately, we were at peace until the fog around us began to fade, Fang Zheng was stunned to see a city in front of him.

But it is the black and white world, and it is dead and deep, so quiet that it is not lively.

It was not until a cross-river bridge appeared in front of Fang Zheng that Fang Zheng realized that this was the Tongjiang Bridge!

The black and white city in front of you is Zhou City!

Then he found that he was standing on a small board boat at this time, and the person holding the oar was Mr. Fu at the bow of the boat.

At the same time, there was a green-skinned lantern on the bow of the boat, emitting hazy light, piercing through the fog in front of it.

When the hull landed, Mr. Fu picked up the green-skinned lantern at the bow of the boat, and the butcher Zhang was behind, and the two of them entered the strange black and white city of Zhou.

Fang Zheng had no time to ask for doubts, so he hurriedly followed.

On the way, Fang Zheng wanted to ask the many doubts in his heart several times, but he didn't know if there were any taboos in the Yin Dynasty, so he could only hold back his questions and follow Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang.

This strange Zhou City is silent and silenced, and it is simply an empty city.

The group of three people walked for an hour and didn't even see a single figure. Not to mention people, the streets were empty and there was no car.

It's like the empty shell of a city.

There is only shell, no flesh and blood.

In such a black and white city with strangeness everywhere, Fang Zheng didn't know whether Mr. Fu, who was leading the way, was walking with purpose or without purpose. But he looked up at the soul-guiding lamp in Mr. Fu's hand, Fang Zheng felt thoughtful.

Rather than saying that Mr. Fu is leading the way...

It would be better to say that the soul-guiding lamp is guiding the direction in front?

Finally, the Soul-Spiritting Light guided the three of them to the morgue of a hospital.

Fang Zheng was stunned.

In the morgue, there are corpses and corpses, and it seems that they cannot cope with people, right? But as soon as this thought emerges, Fang Zheng subconsciously looks at the rows of corpses in the morgue...

It seems to be to verify Fang Zheng’s conjecture, Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang have already started to search for corpses one by one.

But the corpse cabinet was empty and there was no corpse.

Fang Zheng also started to help find it.

For a moment, in the dark and depressing black and white morgue, there was only the sound of pulling the corpse cabinet, suddenly!

Bang!

The abnormal noise that the corpse cabinet was pushed back almost instantly immediately attracted the attention of Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang.

All turned their heads and looked at Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng did not speak, but pointed to the corpse cabinet in front of him.

Then, at the gesture of Mr. Fu, the three of them walked out of the morgue with tacit understanding and carefully.

At this time, Fang Zheng became even more confused.

Isn’t they going to the dark place this time to find the fourth missing girl? Now that they have found someone, they are lying in the morgue cabinet, why don’t they save people?

When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again and looked at the colorful world full of vitality around him, he couldn't wait to ask questions all over his stomach, but at this moment, Fang Zheng was suddenly stunned...

The position he was standing, following the position before Zhuyin, had not moved a single step, and was still standing there.

Just then, Fang Zheng glanced at the wall clock on the corner of his eyes.

Time 22:57.

Fang Zheng remembered it very clearly that it had not been more than 11 o'clock in the evening before he walked into the dark.

But it has been several hours since I walked through Yin... Is it less than a few minutes before and after?

Fang Zheng was full of questions and wanted to ask Butcher Zhang clearly, but Butcher Zhang was holding his cell phone, as if he was contacting someone. Fang Zheng heard Butcher Zhang mention words such as the morgue, the corpse cabinet, etc.

Fang Zheng planned to find Mr. Fu, but Mr. Fu had already gone up to the second floor with a green lantern.

When Butcher Zhang just finished the call, Fang Zheng couldn't wait to ask: "Is that Zhou City in the black and white world real?"

"What is the truth about going to the darkness?"

"And why don't we go and save the fourth missing girl?"

Facing Fang Zheng's continuous cannon, Butcher Zhang calmly said: "What you really want to ask is whether that world is like a parallel space, a plane space, an alien space in the movie?"

"Or more directly, do you want to ask whether the yin is the underworld of ancient folk rumors?"

Fang Zheng did not refute.

This means the default.

Butcher Zhang: "I said early in the morning that the underworld and the underworld are just feudal superstitions of the ancients. The thick fog world and the world of Zhoushi that you saw not long ago are not plane space at all. What you have experienced and seen are just the memories of the three murdered girls."

"The soul-inducing lamp uses the resentment of the dead to let you briefly see some of their memories during their lifetime. Did you see a black shadow in the thick fog world? Did you hear some strange sounds?"

Fang Zheng frowned, but nodded.

Butcher Zhang: "Think about it again, how did these three girls die?"

"One was scared to death, one was suffocated by the hair in the body, and the other was snatching his face and dying. Isn't it an experience in the world of thick fog?"

"It is actually easy to understand when walking in the underworld. It mainly uses the resentment of the dead, and like a hunting dog, to track us down the location of the evil mirror spirit. It is not as mysterious as the folk rumors. It is like going to the underworld, asking about life and death, going to heaven and earth, and being able to do anything."

"You can regard the yin as entering a person's spiritual world, but the psychologist enters the spiritual world of the living, while the yin is entering the spiritual world of the dead."

"If you still don't believe it, you can look at the time. It seems that a few hours have passed, but in fact, the outside world has just passed one minute. Nan Ke's dream, Nan Ke's dream, this is how many years in the dream, and how many minutes in reality."

Fang Zheng didn't need to look at the time, but in fact he believed it seven or eight minutes in his heart.

"Then what are your true identities and Mr. Fu?"

"Why do you know this so well?"

Fang Zheng looked at Butcher Zhang straight.
Chapter completed!