These words made Wan Lei and the others feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. They only felt a chill all over their bodies, and then they slowly turned around.
Behind him, a man in a white scarf stood there, looking at them with a smile.
The smile was weird.
This person is Director Shen who took them to the management office before.
Behind him, white rays of light floated up from every tombstone. Those white rays of light fell to the ground, turning into ghost-like humanoid shapes. Each one wore a white scarf around his neck.
"Congratulations, you were fooled, but at the same time, thank you. The souls that have been trapped for so many years are finally released. This world now belongs to us."
Each of those souls who escaped from trouble regained the excitement and ecstasy of a new life, and howled to the sky, venting their emotions.
"To thank you, five brave people, I agree that you will dedicate your souls, join us, and become one of us."
At this time, Wan Lei and others still didn't understand that all those printed street signs were set up by these white scarves to mislead them.
Their purpose is to escape from the underground.
"Fuck you!"
Wan Lei cursed angrily and pulled everyone back. At the same time, a bolt of thunder struck at the man in white scarf who claimed to be Director Shen.
Unfortunately, the thunder went straight through the white scarf's body and fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of soil and broken flowers.
"Boss, what should we do?"
Facing this strange and invulnerable existence, Hong Lian and the other three were extremely frightened.
"Why bother struggling anymore? Do you really think those black scarves can save you? Hahaha, they are just a bunch of dead ghosts, how can they turn the world upside down?"
"By the way, there is a way. We still have a chance. Go back now and take the right path, the black scarf way. Maybe it's not too late and the black scarf will save us."
Wan Lei dragged everyone and ran back.
As for the warning of no turning back, just lie to ghosts!
"Can we make it in time?"
"Fly, don't you know how to fly? There is no rule against flying in this cemetery!"
Wan Lei was the first to fly up, and his speed immediately increased. However, he did not foolishly fly above the sea of flowers, because almost all of them were occupied by the souls in white scarves.
These souls cannot be attacked, and their methods are not yet clear, but they are certainly extremely terrifying, and the immortals will not give them some harmless ghost babies to play with.
Because of caution and the horror of the amusement park before, they did not go flying.
But now, there is no need to worry about so much, the danger has already emerged.
Just go and fly the ball, why do you care so much.
The five people were traveling very fast. The path felt long when walking, but not when flying. In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the intersection with the character "忄".
This time, they chose the path on the left without hesitation.
On the tombstones in the surrounding sea of flowers, souls are still floating out, looking up to the sky and howling.
Soon, they flew to the end of the path on the left.
Not surprisingly, there is only one street sign here.
"One, congratulations on choosing the right path, we will guide you out of here.
Second, don’t believe what white scarves say, please ignore them.
Third, if you choose the right path directly, then please go through the sea of flowers and head northeast, where the back door is.
Fourth, if you have taken the wrong path, made a mistake, summoned the undead, and escaped here by luck, then please do not go any further.
Five, because the road in front and the back door have been occupied by the undead. If you don't believe it, you can look around you.
Six, only we can defeat the white scarf dead souls, summon us, we will fight with them, and open a passage for you to send you away.
7. Only we can fight against the undead. The undead cannot attack. Don't waste time trying to attack them.
Eight, here is how to summon us.
Nine, smear the blood on the blank space under the brand and draw a six-pointed star pattern.
Ten, it would be better if you have companions, with different blood, you can summon us faster.
Eleven, hurry up, there’s no time, hurry up!”
The words on the road sign stopped abruptly, and Wan Lei and others felt heavy in their hearts.
They had rashly summoned the undead before. This time, they told them to summon others. They hesitated for a while, not knowing whether they should do it or not.
But this time they learned a lesson and ran directly behind the street sign to look, only to find that there was no word behind it.
"Let's summon them. According to the signs along the way, it's obvious that these black scarfs and white scarfs don't get along and have a grudge. They fight, so we can take advantage of the chaos and escape."
"Yes, that's the only way it can be. We have to trust one side. It's impossible not to trust both sides."
Everyone decided to summon these black scarves, but Wan Lei remained silent, still thinking about the logic behind it.
However, he didn't have much time to think.
The white-collared souls around him roared towards him one by one.
Several people immediately gathered around and sent out spiritual power to attack the white scarves, but it had no effect at all. All their attacks penetrated the bodies of the white scarf undead.
Suddenly, on the path they came from, a man covered in mud staggered over.
This man's clothes were in tatters, and the exposed skin on his cheeks, neck, and palms was almost completely rotten, revealing the dense white bones inside, and he looked extremely horrifying.
Compared with him, those undead were actually pretty good-looking. Not to mention their delicate features, at least they looked human.
The most important thing is that this man still has a dirty black scarf hanging around his neck.
Black scarf!
"Why are you still hesitating? Just now...I called you to life and death and you refused to listen! Now...the undead have been released, please do as the road signs say! Hurry!"
This person's voice was the same as what I heard before, hoarse and harsh.
Seeing him like this, Wan Lei suddenly figured out a lot.
"He is probably not a human being, but a corpse. His voice is hoarse and his speech is awkward because he hasn't spoken for a long time.
My walking was bouncing at first, but now I am stumbling. This is because my limbs are stiff and unable to move freely.
The dirt on his body and the decayed body all show that he has been buried for a long time."
"Are these corpses what we want to summon?"
Fang Xiaoyu frowned and looked at this weird person in front of him, which was a little hard to accept for a moment.
Next, the black scarf showed with practical actions that it is not advisable to judge a book by its appearance.
He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of green gas, his whole body tensed up, and the nails on his hands quickly became one foot long, like sharp knives, tearing apart the attacking undead one by one.