Please, It's A Scary World

The old man and the little boy watched Fang Ming and the others disappear into the dark alley, then turned to look behind them.

Corpse air billowed from behind.

And in the sky filled with corpse aura, there are still a few blackbirds flying in twos and threes here and there.

He stroked the little boy's head.

"My dear grandson, we can go out soon."

"I've been waiting...for so many years, I can finally go out."

The old man's tone was full of excitement, emotion, melancholy, expectation, hesitation, in short, it was extremely complicated.

The little boy had a strange smile on his face again since Fang Ming left. Hearing what the old man said, he raised his head and asked eerily, "But Grandpa, where are we going? Hope Village?"

The old man received the contact paper figure given by Fang Ming in his arms, and then handed a shroud to the child.

He glanced to the far west, which was endless darkness.

"Hope Village, is there really hope?"

"Who knows, I have to take a look anyway."

"But, I want to go home and take a look later, just take a look."

"My dear grandson, what about you, do you want to go home?"

The old man put the black shroud on his body, and immediately felt a strange aura enveloped his whole body.

The sense of blood connection between him and the bus platform seemed to be cut off immediately, and a sense of freedom and transparency enveloped his whole body in an instant.

But 06 is an old man after all, so Shu Shuang’s voice is a bit indecent,

So he gave a dry cough, and his eyes fell on the little boy.

The little boy also put on his shroud at this time.

Two people, one old and one young, were all wearing black shrouds, standing on the platform, looking at each other.

The style of painting is extremely weird.

Moreover, there was a monstrous corpse aura rushing forward.

The little boy stared blankly at the old man, and said in a low voice, "Home? We...have no home for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he slowly squatted down, holding his knees and gradually melting under the ground of the platform.

The old man was in a trance when he heard this.

Then he let out a long sigh, stomped his feet lightly, and his whole body melted into the ground.

In just two seconds, the grandpa and grandson disappeared from the platform, and the spirit body hid under the platform.

Originally, they couldn't form their own domain space at their level, but because of the combination with the bus platform, a strange change occurred, forming a gray space with a size of ten square meters under the bus platform.

The two of them were standing in this gray space at this moment, looking up towards the platform.

On the platform, before the two disappeared, Setsuna, Hachi and the two from the crematorium had already chased after them.

The aura of the rolling corpse dissipated slightly, revealing Tomb Ba's shriveled face.

Immediately afterwards, two monsters with eyes on their heads appeared beside him.

"Where are people?"

"I just felt they were here."

The monster with eyes on its head roared and asked two angry questions.

It is Fire Eight and Fire Nine.

Tomb Ba glanced at the two monsters coldly, and snorted coldly: "Of course he ran away. Could it be that you expect him to stand here and wait for you to come and catch him?"

Although they were called by Tomb Seven to hunt down Fang Ming together, the two waves of people are not together after all.

And it is still a competitive force, so it is naturally impossible to believe it.

Huo Ba and Huo Jiu's expressions changed one after another, and they were about to go mad after a roar.

After all, the conflict between the two is not once or twice.

But just as they were about to make a move, Tomb Seven walked over without haste.

Tomb Seven's skin is now much better than Tomb Eight's, at least it doesn't look like a dead body.

He walked between the three of them, stomped his foot lightly, and a terrifying corpse aura, like sword aura, immediately "stabbed" a mark on the bus platform.

"What are you doing? You didn't catch up, but you guys started arguing."

The two monsters in Tomb Eight and the crematorium suddenly fell silent.

After all, Tomb Seven at this time is indeed a deterrent to them in terms of strength.

After Mu Qi finished speaking, he let out a light sigh in his heart, and his eyes fell on the bus platform.

According to his strength just now, the normal platform should be split into a crack, or even exploded directly.

But the bus stop was only split open with a slight gap.

This immediately surprised Tomb Seven.

But after taking a look, he suddenly felt a little relieved.

"It turns out that it's a symbiosis, no wonder."

"I feel a familiar atmosphere from them."

"They...should have also been instructed and gifted by Mr.

Tomb Seven muttered in his heart, and pointed directly at the alley across the road: "Chasing over there, they should run over there."

After speaking, he waved his hand directly, and the scattered black birds in the sky flew directly into the alley.

These blackbirds are the remaining tombbirds and six-eyed birds, and there are not many of them.

Flying into a dark alley like this will never return, it is tantamount to sending one to death.

Obviously, the actions of Suan Er made the other masters a little confused.

Tomb Eight wondered: "Number Seven, would it be too dangerous for the tomb corpse bird to enter like this?"

He didn't dare to say something like sending him to death.

The two monsters in the crematorium also set their sights on Tomb Seven.

Tomb Seven's expression remained unchanged, and a trace of indifference appeared on his melancholy face: "I'm afraid they are flying too high to see."

"iž..."

Tomb Ba and the others were a little dumbfounded.

What the hell does this mean? Not to mention the eyesight of the six-eyed bird, even the corpse bird in their cemetery has not weak eyesight. Even at a height of 100 meters, they can see clearly below. How could they not see it.

Isn't this bullshit?

However, Tomb Eight and the others clearly understood what Tomb Seven meant.

This is obviously to release water, so that all the remaining corpse birds and six-eyed birds will die.

At that time, it will be even more difficult for them to catch up with Fang Ming.

Moreover, there will be no information feedback from the six-eyed bird and the tomb bird in the forbidden area.

Because, they will all be wiped out.

Thinking of this, Tomb Eight and the two from the crematorium suddenly understood.

No wonder Mingming Tomb Seven and Fang Ming had a very happy conversation just now, and then they broke up suddenly and continued to chase and escape.

It turned out that these two people were acting.

Now even if the two of Tomb Eight and the Crematorium are stupid, they can see that the trick is coming.

And Tomb Seven seemed to be deliberately letting them see it, and he didn't even hide it at all.

Seeing them frozen in place, Tomb Seven pointed to the dark alley, glared at them and said, "Hurry up and chase after them, is it possible that you want [Touch Fish] and [Lie Flat]?"

Fishing! Lie flat!

Tomb Seven said these two words very emphatically.

The implication is already obvious.

Tomb Eight glanced at Tomb Seven strangely, then his body flashed, hiding in the billowing corpse aura, he chased towards the dark alley, the two from the crematorium did the same, and immediately followed Tomb Eight.

But obviously, the speed of the three of them was much slower than before.

It doesn't feel like going all out at all.

It even looks a little... a little slack.

With this tacit attitude, Tomb Seven, who was still standing on the bus platform at 703, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Hehe, I'm not stupid."

"You must know how to apply the experience taught by Mr.

"If you don't touch fish at work, that is disrespect for yourself.

"If you don't lie down in the face of the boss's exploitation, it is torture and punishment for yourself.

At this time, Tomb Seven already had a very thorough understanding of Fang Ming's teachings.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sighed again: "Mr. is knowledgeable, he is the savior of us migrant workers. I will definitely follow in the footsteps of Mr. to save more migrant workers in the future."

After sighing, Tomb Seven also slowly walked towards the opposite side of the road.

When he left, he tapped his fingers slightly, leaving two corpse energy vortices on the ground.

The vortex of corpse energy gradually seeped down the platform.

But not long after Tomb Seven left, a red light approached, and the strange and festive sound of blowing and beating resounded overwhelmingly.

The welcoming team is here.

Under the bus platform, the old man looked at the vortex of corpse aura that gradually seeped down, his eyes flashed thoughtful.

"This corpse has the aura of that existence, and it seems that this attitude should be released in an upright manner."

"Did he just say sir?"

"Is it a title for that person?"

As he said that, the old man stretched out his hand and moved the two vortexes of corpse energy, and the two vortexes of corpse energy flowed into his hands.

Immediately, one of the vortexes dissipated, and the voice of Tomb Seven came from it: "Hello, are you also students of Mr.? Let me give you a little gift. This vortex can summon two low-level corpse puppets. If you are in danger, you can Let me delay you for a while."

As soon as the words fell, another vortex suddenly dissipated, and then turned into two corpses and entered the old man and the king of the little boy's body.