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"Did you find anything?" Gao Ming immediately became excited. He didn't expect to get the answer here in advance. He was worried about Yan Xizhi and was very curious.

Yan Xizhi didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Gao Ming more seriously, as if to confirm whether the person in front of him was the Gao Ming he knew before.

"What? Did you see other Gao Ming in the black fog?" Gao Ming was very uncomfortable with the old principal's gaze.

"Some words can't be said casually, especially now..." Yan Xizhi pointed to the wounds on his body: "These black mists have thoughts. They are like the ashes of the soul collected together, and they are like the manifestation of some special will."

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Now I want to know who hurt you? What danger is hidden in the black fog?" Gao Ming was a little anxious. His most important friends were still trapped in the black fog. With the strength of Principal Yan Menggui, they would be injured. The witches probably couldn't stand it.

"You can't tell me what hurt me. If you tell me, it will hear you, see you, find you in the black fog, and kill you." Yan Xizhi was talking nonsense, but this had revealed a very important message to Gao Ming.

"Unspeakable existence?"

Yan Xizhi neither shook his head nor nodded, but just said to himself: "I did enter the black fog, but I didn't walk out of the vast sea. I was injured when I was about to leave the vast sea."

Gao Ming's mind was spinning, and he immediately understood what Yan Xizhi meant. Only after leaving the city of the vast sea would he be attacked by the unspeakable existence?

"I lost my way when I first entered the fog. Someone was calling my name in the depths of the fog. It seemed like my disappointing child, but I remembered that he had been killed by Situ An. Why did the dead person appear?" Yan Xizhi retracted his gaze and stared at his fingers: "In the fog, you will see all kinds of things, as if it were a completely alienated world."

"All people and ghosts who come out of the vast sea seem to have some unknown marks on their bodies. After we touch the black fog, our bodies, souls, and wills will continue to be diluted by the black fog. Well, it should be described as dilution, until we finally become part of the black fog." Yan Xizhi's wounds were overflowing with black fog. She seemed unable to mention certain things, and could only tell Gao Ming something in a tactful way.

"It's actually very simple if you want to move safely in the black fog. Take the initiative to merge with the black fog and let it enter your body. Don't resist, and don't show any power that ordinary people can't understand." Yan Xizhi was telling Gao Ming how to survive, which was something the Investigation Bureau didn't mention.

"Playing an ordinary person?"

"That's right. Being strong there is useless unless you are stronger than them. Before that, you have to pretend to be a fool. Once you show any abnormality, you will be attacked by the black fog and then attract more terrible existences." Yan Xizhi's tone became serious: "Don't try to resist, at least don't resist now, this black fog is fate..."

Yan Xizhi wanted to say a few more words, but her open mouth seemed to be frozen, and several wounds on her body suddenly broke out, and the black fog surged out!

In order to protect Gao Ming from being touched, Yan Xizhi swept Gao Ming out of the office, and the seemingly ordinary wooden door closed again.

But at the moment of closing the door, Yan Xizhi gave Gao Ming a piece of advice: "They can't wait! You must find a new blood city as soon as possible..."

"Is it the Lord of the Blood City?" Looking at the closed door and listening to Yan Xizhi's miserable voice, Gao Ming bowed slightly to the principal's office and turned to leave.

He wanted to ask Yan Xizhi to help him, and it would be much safer to have Meng Gui by his side, but he didn't expect Yan Xizhi to be injured in the black fog.

"Do I have other helpers?" Gao Ming recalled the memories of death in the past. There were terrible people and evil spirits in every future. The problem was that after Gao Ming came back this time, he moved too fast, causing the disaster to break out much earlier, and many people did not grow up.

"Every time I came back before, I faced a very desperate situation, but it didn't seem to be as depressing as this time." Gao Ming looked up at the sky: "The past, memories and the sky are probably all fake."

After checking the things on his body, Gao Ming did not stay and went to Xiao'an Town with the three seeds of the flesh and blood giant tree.

At midnight, a solitary lamp was placed at the nearest station to Xiao'an Town.

There were several people standing next to the cold seats, pacing back and forth, and seemed very anxious.

The sound of car horns came from a distance, and everyone looked over there. One by one, the black cars seemed to be moving coffins, and they all stopped near the station.

"Are all the people here?" The feminine voice gave the crowd near the station a chill. They ran to the side of the car as if they were splashed with a bucket of ice water.

"Gao Ming hasn't come yet." The plainclothes security guard of the Investigation Bureau lowered his head: "Will he stand us up? After all, we just tricked him."

"If he doesn't come, we'll be the ones to go in." Throwing away the bloodstained gloves, Jing Tuo Shen looked at his almost bitten hands, while the security guards around him consciously shifted their gazes elsewhere.

"The hands are bleeding and pus-filled all the time, and it's useless to change more white gloves."

No one dared to answer. Only a brave security guard quietly looked up at Jingtuo Shen. A small scar appeared on his once charming and perfect face. Under the skin that was more delicate than that of a girl, a kind of ghost pattern that the security guard had never seen before appeared faintly.

Jingtuo Shen had his own ghost pattern?

The most perverted and vicious researcher in the Shumi Institute finally chose his own ghost pattern?

His eyes wandered, and the security guard's eyes followed Jingtuo Shen's chin and saw his collarbone. The ghost pattern gradually became clear, but the ghost face seemed to be missing an eye.

Eyes?

The world turned bloody, and the security guard suddenly felt a sharp pain. He screamed and fell to the ground, and his eyes couldn't stop bleeding.

"Tell him to shut up." Jingtuo Shen said coldly. He picked up the only lamp in the station and walked away.

The black fog has spread to more than 600 meters away from the station. Jingtuo Shen clearly remembered that the black fog was thousands of meters away from here yesterday: "It's getting closer and closer."

With a cough, the two security guards behind Jingtuo Shen brought a modified cart to him.

Wan Jie was looking around coldly after lifting the black cloth on the cart.

"How many meters of black fog can your eyes see through?" Jingtuo Shen adjusted the cart and stood Wan Jie up.

"About 30 meters."

"Very good, after the black fog is solved, the General Administration will give all of you freedom and help you remove the curse." Jingtuo Shen said casually.

Wan Jie was not prepared to believe the other party at all: "Are you sure you won't kill all of us by then?"

"No." Jingtuo Shen wanted to say something, and the ghost pattern on his body turned his head and looked at the vast sea at the same time.

A bus full of passengers slowly drove here, and Gao Ming was the driver.