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"I have scars all over my body, my neck, stomach, chest. I have seen my organs taken out, and my head was twisted behind me..." Gao Ming sat on the bridge corridor, his hands trembling. He did not pick up the butcher's butcher knife that fell beside him.

"What kind of despair, what kind of thing, can drive me to do it even if I die so many times? What is it!"

"Is it fate?"

"I forgot, why did I forget the most critical part!"

"How did I leave that nightmare? How did I leave the city called Hanhai! Where is that city? Is it in my heart? Do you want me to dig my heart open and see?"

Pain filled his eyes. Gao Ming had been pursuing the truth, but he did not expect the truth to make him so painful.

Maybe it is right to not care about anything and live with Liu Yi like this. This is the happiest choice for Gao Ming. Maybe he should forget it.

"No." Gao Ming covered his head: "No, no! Someone is waiting for me! Why are they waiting for me? Are they waiting for me to go back? Or are they waiting for me to do something?"

The river outside Zhemeng Town flows quietly, the blood is washed away, and the Water Dragon King disappears, but Gao Ming has no intention of leaving.

Releasing nightmares is to let people face the most disgusting things in their hearts. Gao Ming encountered the Water Dragon King in charge of fear in Zhemeng Town for the first time. The other party directly dug out the real fear in his heart. At the moment when fate appeared, Gao Ming and the Water Dragon King were severely stimulated.

"That... Let's not talk about the far away. Your friend named Bai Huang is in a bad situation now. If you stay here for a while, she will probably enter the bridal chamber with Madam Xi." Fu Shu spoke carefully. He also mustered up the courage to interrupt Gao Ming's thinking. After all, it is not impossible for Gao Ming to tear him apart directly with the madness he just showed.

His hands stopped shaking, and Gao Ming slowly calmed down. He took a deep breath and took a long time to get rid of the influence of the dream interpretation method.

Perhaps the stimulation just now was too strong and the situation just now was too dangerous. A kind of "comforting" emotion and endless vitality kept coming out of his flowing blood. This was not the gentleness of the flesh and blood fairy, but the flesh and blood giant tree sensed Gao Ming's bad state and was trying to crawl in from other nightmares and extend its branches into the dream-breaking town.

After swallowing the flesh and blood fruit, the flesh and blood giant tree seemed to regard Gao Ming as its own kind.

With his palm pressed on his chest, the intercom that had been hidden close to Gao Ming also made a squeaking sound, as if someone was tuning the frequency to talk to him, but Gao Ming did not touch the intercom considering that Fu Shu was behind him.

"Even if I have entered a deep nightmare, there are still people in this world who care about me." Gao Ming was talking about the flesh and blood giant tree and the people who wanted to talk to him on the intercom, but Fu Shu seemed to have misunderstood. In his opinion, Gao Ming was the only one around him.

The fear in his eyes faded a little, and Fu Shu shook his head slightly: "We are all monsters in the eyes of ordinary people, so we can understand each other better. No matter what, I am on your side."

Picked up the butcher knife, wrapped it with Chunniang's gauze, and Gao Ming stood up with the shrine.

The fog dissipated, and the bridge corridor was damaged in many places. The bridge surface was wet, and there were broken scales and smelly black blood everywhere: "The Water Dragon King has suffered such a big loss. Now it is the weakest time. After rescuing Bai Huang, I will find a way to find Zhang Mingli and work together to kill the Water Dragon King first."

With a gentle push, the shrine belonging to the Water Dragon King in the bridge corridor fell down, and the snake slough in the shrine lost its divinity. The accumulated faith and awe were swallowed by the flesh and blood ghosts. A shallow blood-colored snake pattern appeared on the base of the shrine of the flesh and blood ghosts.

"The shrine is mainly used to gather the faith and emotional energy generated by the living after the active worship; there is also a Dragon King Temple hidden under this big river, where the fear that the Water Dragon King plundered from other nightmares is hidden. Only by destroying or occupying the Dragon King Temple can there be a chance to really get rid of the Water Dragon King." After Fu Shu decided to go all the way with Gao Ming, he became patient in speaking.

"Yes."

Carrying Fu Shu on his back, Gao Ming came to the other side and walked on the weed-covered path. On both sides, he could see large and small graves. Not to mention tombstones, there was not even a wooden sign with a name.

"I crawled out of a similar grave at the beginning." Gao Ming threw some paper money stuck on his body in front of the grave. Those paper money can be seen everywhere in Zhemeng Town and the bridge corridor, but they became very scarce after crossing the river.

"Little brother, don't go any further. There are man-eating bears in the forest, also called human bears." Just after throwing down the paper money, Gao Ming heard the voice of an old man before he took two steps.

He turned his head and saw an old man with a pale face and thin body walking out from behind the crooked grave. His hair and beard were all white. He was wearing rags and had only one arm with a large red cloth sewn on his chest.

"Old man, what is a human bear?" Gao Ming asked casually, ignoring Fu Shu's desperate winks.

"It is about the same size as a bear, but smarter than a human. It can swim and climb trees. It can smash an adult's head with a slap. Some bears can even speak human language." The old man hid behind the grave: "Anyway, if you see something similar to a human in the forest waving at you, run quickly. The farther away from it, the better."

"Thank you, old man." Gao Ming clasped his fists in thanks and continued to walk forward.

The weeds on the road became more and more lush, and gradually even the road could not be seen. Gao Ming could only follow the guidance of the flesh and blood ghosts and gods and chase in a general direction.

Coincidentally, at the end of the weeds was a gloomy forest.

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Pulling out the killing pig knife, the evil and the evil spirits on the knife are integrated, the eyes are penetrated by the blood line, and the emotions become a little unstable: "Fu Shu, do you think we will encounter a cricket?"

"I can only count it unlucky." Fu Shu is now very confident in Gao's life: "I help you look behind me."

He chopped off the messy branches, and Gao Ming found the path opened by the welcome team. He walked for hundreds of meters, all of which were all half -dead old trees. Knot and red rope.

The poisonous saga fluttered, and Gao Ming saw the dying babies in the tree cave of some big trees, as well as some old man's bodies.

"Some elderly people in the town are tortured by illness. If they can't survive, they will be sent to the woods by neighbors or juniors at home to build a living grave." Fu Shu's head touched those dry bodies, and their internal organs were eaten cleanly: "The crickets in the woods will dig a living grave. It is estimated that I have eaten too many people, and I have learned to talk about it."

Hurrying down the body, Gao Lifeng saw many strange things in the forest. This place is very weird. It seems to be intertwined with the old age and death. Villagers who have been crazy.

The tragedy gathers, but the trees are full of red rope prayer, the mud is full of prayer sachets and fragrant paper, and it can hear the sound of gongs and drums and lively marrying pro -pro -marrying.