Please, It's A Scary World

Fang Ming kept scanning the left and right sides of the alley.

He wanted to find a way out of these faces on the wall.

"Mingge, did you find anything?"

The sound of white paper rang in his ears, and a piece of ordinary paper money fell on his shoulder.

This is the body of the white paper.

Fang Ming shook his head: "I can see that we are indeed advancing in the alley, and the exit is just ahead, it seems very close, but it is far away. We are constantly advancing, but the distance from the exit is getting farther and farther away. "

"Moreover, on the walls on both sides of the alley, there are thousands of different faces, and these faces are all with their eyes closed. I have a hunch that as long as we stop, They'll open their eyes."

This was not Fang Ming's nonsense, nor was it intended to scare Bai Zhi and the others.

He really does feel that way.

He always felt that the closed eyes of these "870" faces on the wall seemed to be opened suddenly in the next second.

But they seem to be waiting for an opportunity.

Fang Ming is not sure what this opportunity is, but from the current point of view, the only thing that can be connected is to stop.

As long as they stop, these eyes will open.

Once these eyes are opened, it is impossible to predict what will happen.

"All faces with closed eyes?"

Bai Zhi's suspicious voice sounded. Although he is a taboo of level 85, in this alley, he can see nothing except a faint white light at the exit that is out of reach.

This is the first time this has happened.

When he was outside, although he was arrogant, he basically walked on the main road and rarely went to these remote places.

Although I have seen some strange places and monsters.

But far less than what I have seen and heard with Fang Ming along the way.

Especially this small alley is silent and nameless, how could it be so weird?

After hearing Fang Ming say that the walls are full of human faces, Bai Zhi's mind suddenly flashed.

He always felt as if he had heard similar news somewhere.

A wall full of faces.....

Just as Bai Zhi was thinking hard, Fang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly.

A gust of cold air suddenly rose from his groin, until Tian Tian wished.

On the wall, a melancholy and vicissitudes face was quietly closing its eyes, its cheeks were constantly agitating, as if it was about to stick out its tongue like other faces.

And this face, Fang Ming knows!

even very familiar!

"This is... the face of Tomb Seven!"

Fang Ming couldn't help but feel his heart tense, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

This face is exactly the same as Tomb Seven's, both in demeanor and details.

The only difference is that the eyes of this human face are closed, and there is less anger in it, making it look extremely weird.

"How could there be the face of Tomb Seven on this wall!"

"Did something happen to Tomb Seven?"

Thinking of this, Fang Ming quickly took out the contact paper figure, and shouted directly: "Zhao Guanghan, are you still there?"

The contact between the previous contact paper figures has not been hung up, which is convenient for timely communication.

As soon as Fang Ming finished speaking, the eyes on the contact paper figurine flickered slightly, and then there was a puzzled voice from Tomb Seven: "Sir, I'm still here, what's wrong?"

Hearing Tomb Seven's words, Fang Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Tomb Seven is fine.

Fang Ming: "It's fine, can you see the walls of the alley?"

Tomb 7: "I can't see it. This alley is very strange. Not only can I not see it, but I can't touch it either. I have tried to approach the walls on both sides of the alley and reach out to touch it. But all I can touch is nothingness, what? No. It's as if this is not an alley, but a boundless dark world.

Hearing Tomb Seven's words, Fang Ming was stunned.

It seems that the white paper has said similar things before?

Why can't they see anything, and they all feel that this alley is not just an alley.

And most importantly, why did Huang Qi's face appear on the wall.

What happened to Tomb Seven, and does this face affect him?

Fang Ming had too many doubts in his heart at this moment.

And at this time, the system's information eye ability has not worked for the time being.

Although he could see the faces densely packed on the wall, it didn't show the information of this alley.

This gets a little more confusing.

Fang Ming frowned slightly, and said to the contact paper: "Xiao Zhao, what I'm going to say next is related to you, don't be afraid, and then you have to tell me your feelings seriously."

Over there, Tomb Seven was walking unhurriedly in the endless darkness, he was like a white paper, he could only see a white spot of light in front of him who didn't know how far away, it should be an alley The export of...

Hearing Fang Ming's words, Tomb Seven suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

But after thinking about it for a few seconds, he immediately felt relieved. Since there is a gentleman, no matter what the situation is, it can be solved.

At this time, Mr. should be deliberately pretending to be ordinary, to experience the joy of this fear.

Thinking of this, Tomb Seven said softly: "Sir, tell me, I'll listen."

Fang Ming felt a little baffled when he heard Tomb Qi's relaxed tone. It was really strange why Tomb Qi seemed so calm about such a serious matter, even calmer than him.

But Fang Ming didn't get too entangled, after all, time waits for no one.

Perhaps the longer the time in the alley, the greater the danger.

Fang Ming didn't dare to delay, and immediately said: "I can see the situation in the alley, I saw the faces of people with closed eyes on the walls on both sides of the alley, and just now "I saw your face."

Just now, I saw your face.

Fang Ming's words immediately made Tomb Seven's heart skip a beat.

He was not surprised at all that Fang Ming could see the situation in the alley, after all, Fang Ming was "Sir".

But I didn't expect that there were faces on the walls on both sides of the alley.

And among the faces, there was his face.

The scariest thing is undoubtedly about oneself.

Especially, in this environment.

Fortunately, Tomb Seven himself is a terrifying ghost.

He temporarily suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and began to carefully experience the changes in his body.

Since Fang Ming asked him how he felt just now, he said that 2.4 means that he should have gotten the idea without knowing it.

Under the calmness and concentration, Tomb Seven's face suddenly turned pale.

A sense of weakness suddenly appeared on the already melancholy and vicissitudes of life face.

"Am I losing power?"

"I don't even feel it?"

"It seems that my memory is also slowly flowing!"

Tomb Seven panicked, so he immediately told Fang Ming how he felt with a contact paper figurine.

Fang Ming's expression became even more gloomy upon hearing this.

Just at this moment, he saw the faces of Tomb Ba, Huo Ba and Huo Jiu on the wall again.

There are also a group of bird heads, and a large number of red bat faces.

These should be the ghost things that the welcoming team chased in.

And just behind these bat faces, Fang Ming couldn't help clenching his fists.

Because, he saw a gentle and plain face.

that face,

It's his face. .