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When you close your eyes, you will feel that you have closed your senses and lost some control over the environment outside your body, so you activate an instinct to make yourself nervous in order to cope with sudden dangers. This is human self-protection. instinct.

I covered my eyes with my sleeves, followed Minggui, and walked forward step by step.

Following Liu Banxian's advice, I decided to trust the ghost once and put my life and death in its hands.

Various strange screams and unfamiliar laughter came to my ears. My heart rate accelerated, my breathing became constricted, and my muscles tightened. I almost couldn't bear to pull off my blindfold several times. People will appear particularly weak in the dark, and any disturbance will make them feel uncomfortable. People feel fear.

I don’t know if the destiny ghost will lead me into the abyss, and I don’t know what is standing on both sides of me now. I can only follow the feeling from my arms and move forward without opening my eyes or looking back.

After closing my eyes, the flow of time seems to slow down. I always feel that I have walked for a long time, as if a lonely soul wandering in the underworld will keep walking like this.

"Destiny ghost..."

In the darkness, my heartbeat became very clear, like a messy drum beat. My body became stiffer and stiffer, as if something was pressing on me, and it seemed like there were many invisible hands pulling on my body. Soul, trying to drag me somewhere else.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps never stopped until the strength in his arms slowly weakened and finally disappeared completely.

"Destiny ghost?"

When I didn't get a response, I lost my guidance and stood still.

"Death ghost?" I shouted again, my tone urgent, but still no one responded.

The unknown fear in the darkness is like a rising tide on the seashore, slowly flooding my body.

Raising my hand, I grabbed the sleeve that covered my eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, I was afraid that when I opened my eyes, I would see myself surrounded by hundreds of ghosts. I was also afraid that I would just see the ghosts showing me their teeth and claws, and a series of terrifying scenes flashed through my mind.

My fingertips fell on the broken sleeve, and I slowly applied force. I couldn't avoid it forever, I had to face it anyway.

Pulling off the broken sleeve, dots of bright light appeared in the field of vision, which came from the screen of the mobile phone at the underworld show.

In front of me was a wall covered with wallpaper. I was standing at the exit of the maze, and there was a groove under my feet. It was a mark I made with iron pliers before entering the maze because I was afraid of getting lost.

"Coming out!" All the fear turned into excitement and excitement, and slowly a trace of doubt appeared in my heart: "Where is the fate ghost?"

I subconsciously turned around and saw a weak and thin young man standing one step behind me.

Just one step separates the inside and outside of the maze.

This was the first time I saw the face of Ming Gui. He was a handsome boy, about the same height as me, almost transparent, and all the long black hair that was wrapped around him was floating behind his head. Wrapped around every mirror, it seems like the cracks carved into the mirror are entangled with those terrifying and ferocious mirror ghosts!

The picture in front of me shocked me. Black hair almost covered the entire maze, binding all the ghosts.

"Only by yourself, can you fight against the ghosts of the entire maze?" The ghosts in the mirror maze still want to escape, but they are tightly restrained by the ghosts. The two sides are engaged in a tug of war, which is more serious than life and death. It must be serious, because the losing party will be completely distraught and will lose the qualification to be a ghost.

"How can I help you?" Seeing this scene, I felt a little bit guilty for my previous doubts: "Liu Banxian, how can I help it get out of trouble?"

Looking at the live broadcast room, the situation of the fate ghost is not optimistic. Although the individual ghosts are very weak, there are too many ghosts in the maze.

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "You can't help it. Since it chooses to follow you, this is its destined disaster. If you survive it, you will enter the gate of hell, and if you fall, you will be wiped out. Your fate is too tortuous. If you want to intervene to change it, regardless of Buddha The way of the devil must be met with calamity."

"This is different from what you said before. Didn't you say that as long as I close my eyes, the ghost will not attack me?"

"Yes, they did not take action against you. All the pressure was shouldered by the ghosts. You are a bit interesting as a ghost. But don't blame yourself too much. This is not a bad thing for it. It is more difficult to cultivate ghosts than to cultivate Taoism. A hundred times, if its realm improves too fast, its foundation will inevitably be unstable. It is a good time to temper your body when encountering this disaster. If you can survive it, the great ghost body will be just around the corner."

"What can I do to help it?"

"You need a Gu Soul Doll to control the ghost. If you really feel bad about it, destroying the medium will relieve its pressure."

"The second floor of the haunted house is full of rag dolls. Okay, I'll burn that place down today!" Looking down at his phone, he ordered the ghost to fill the maze with black hair and take the shortest path, which was much faster than when I was exploring with a map. It was now more than a minute before midnight. But I no longer care about the mission of the underworld show. Helping the ghosts escape is the only thing I want to do now.

"Wait here, I will definitely help you get out of trouble!"

This time I was forced into a desperate situation by a living person, but I escaped by relying on a ghost to risk my life to save me. This great irony also changed some deep-rooted thoughts in my heart.

Who said that innocent souls will do evil? Who says evil spirits must harm people? My ghost looks scary and full of evil, but it is a thousand times better than those living people who are well-dressed, kind-hearted on the surface, and wearing hypocritical masks.

After taking a deep look at the life ghost who was struggling to hold on, his figure becoming more and more illusory and transparent, I gritted my teeth, turned around and rushed out of the magic mirror maze, running towards the haunted house.

There are no tourists in the late-night paradise, and the laughter has died down, leaving behind a deathly silence and an indelible loneliness.

The entertainment facilities were like silent beasts, staring at me running in the middle of the street. They might also be curious about whether this fast shadow was a human or a ghost.

I went straight to the haunted house, but something unexpected happened. Not far after I ran out, a person suddenly jumped out of the corner in front of me.

He was wearing extremely shabby clothes and no shoes, and he looked crazy.

"Get out of the way!" I took out the iron pliers directly, with a fierce look on my face.

"Let's go quickly, let's go quickly!" The man in front of me was the old beggar I met before entering the paradise. He took my money and advised me to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly ran out after the park closed, muttering the same sentence over and over again. This scene felt weird no matter how you looked at it.

"Get out of the way!" Although I was in a hurry, I didn't want to fight an old man, but who knew that my tolerance actually allowed the old beggar to take advantage of me, and he ran over and grabbed my arm.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The old man's hand was so strong that I didn't even break free. He dragged me to the rest area next to me.

"Where do you want to drag me to? This isn't where the gate of the amusement park is?" I was considering whether to use force when my eyes suddenly spotted the broadcasting building behind the rest area.

Of course, this building is not important. What is important is that on the steps at the door of the small building, there is a woman with a bleeding arm, holding on to the wall and walking hard.

Her casual clothes were stained with blood, her face was soft, and her paleness contained a bit of strength.

"Tie Ningxiang?!"

I froze in place and let the beggar drag me. There was a very complicated look in my eyes, including hesitation, suspicion, and confusion.

Tie Ningxiang, who was walking on the steps, also saw me. In the dark paradise, her eyes were still so bright. She opened her mouth and seemed to use all her strength: "Gao Jian! Go and save Yiyi!" "

The sound spread far away, and at the same time, the clock tower of Paradise rang the midnight bell.

Twelve dull bells rang out in the paradise, and the air seemed a little strange. The time for the living was over, and it was the dead's turn to carnival next.

When the last bell stopped ringing, the Ferris wheel towering high in the north of the park began to rotate, just like it did during the day, but without lights. It looked eerie, as if a giant monster was slowly waking up.

I shook off the old beggar's hand, held the iron pliers tightly and walked towards Tie Ningxiang: "Are you okay? What's wrong with Yiyi?"

Staying a few meters away from Tie Ningxiang, I watched her cautiously, scanning her from head to toe. This woman was exactly the same as in my impression, her beauty was breathtaking, and there seemed to be no change.