"Swish~"

The pale leaves made a sound when they were stepped on.

The cold wind blew out from the woods, making people's backs cold.

"Whoosh~"

The narrow road in front of me was filled with dense leaves, and I could hardly see the end.

On the left was a dense forest, and on the right was a long gurgling stream beside the sparse trees.

This scene remained the same after walking a few miles.

Leaves kept falling on his shoulders. Zuo Yang patted the fallen leaves on his shoulders and looked around suspiciously.

"[Zhongkui], do you think the scenery here is too repetitive and monotonous?"

"Uh... the scenery in the [ghost world] is relatively boring."

"Maybe if we walk a little further, we can see the [door]?"

The [ghost face sore] on his neck trembled.

On this bottomless and straight forest path, the more Zuo Yang walked, the more he felt his steps were unsmooth.

But he couldn't explain this discomfort.

Is it similar to the muscle pressure when walking uphill? Or is it the dizziness when walking on a winding road?

It's hard to explain!

"Tap, tap, tap~"

"Tap, tap, tap~"

As he walked, Zuo Yang gradually found that the leaves under his feet became thicker and the water in the stream became turbid.

But when these reached a certain accumulation critical point, after walking a few steps, the stream became clear again and the leaves became sparse again.

"Something seems wrong..."

"【Zhongkui】, how long have we been walking?"

Zuo Yang paused, and the ghost-faced eyes of 【Zhongkui】squinted slightly: "About half an hour!"

"This road...is wrong!"

"Hmm!"

"【Yujie Ghost】!!!"

"Swish~"

A dense black line suddenly shot out from his wrist and entangled with a pine tree. Zuo Yang, wrapped in his 【blood-stained clothes】, began to vibrate at a high frequency.

"【Stealing Ghost】!!!"

"Buzz buzz buzz!!!"

After the figure flew forward continuously, Zuo Yang stopped at a place with a premonition.

According to his feeling, he should have flown a circle and returned. The big tree that the black line just entangled should be nearby.

But...after looking around, there was nothing!!!

"Hiss... That doesn't make sense!"

"It looks exactly the same here!"

"Could it be that we are still on the road ahead and haven't come back yet?"

[Zhongkui] guessed, after all, everything here is exactly the same.

Zuo Yang shook his head.

"No! No!"

"Buzz!!!"

The figure quickly retreated to the back.

According to what [Zhongkui] said, if I am still on the road ahead and haven't turned back, then I will go straight back this time, so... I can return to the original place, right?

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

But!

Here comes the fun!

I flew all the way back to the retreat, but I didn't see the black line I left behind.

"Hey..."

"Interesting!"

"Could it be that there is some [space overlap] phenomenon here?"

Zuo Yang didn't doubt his sense of time and distance at all. He now had reason to doubt that every road he had walked was repeated, or that this road would move? Superimposed on each other at any time and place?

This is like the remote control car you played with as a child, and the track is not long enough.

When the remote control car is about to run out of the track, you will manually remove the fragments of the track at the beginning and put them at the end of the road.

In this way, such a short section of road will extend infinitely and have no end!

The road in front of us is like this!

It is dark and has no recognition at all. Even if someone really stacks it infinitely, Zuo Yang can't see it.

It's no wonder that Zuo Yang's brain is so arrogant.

After all, under the acceleration of [Stealing Ghost], even if it is 108,000 miles, there is a time limit to arrive, but the road in front of us, according to Mo Liangji, is just a small road, but now there is no end no matter how you walk!

Even...

There is no way back!

Therefore, Zuo Yang has reason to suspect that the road with black lines just now has been moved to an unknown place.

"If it is possible as I guessed..."

"Then I will keep going forward...I should be able to see overlapping paths with black lines, right?"

Zuo Yang frowned and guessed.

The next moment!

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

A red aura flashed quickly, and the scene in front of him kept passing by.

But Zuo Yang never saw the path with black lines again!

"What the hell?!"

Flying all the time, there is no end, and he didn't even see the black lines before.

Zuo Yang began to doubt his guess!

"Could it be!"

"This is just an infinite space?"? Every place is new? ! ”

After inevitably raising new doubts, Zuo Yang scratched his head.

“No! If that’s the case, this ability has already reached the strength of [Ghost Den]!”

“[You Kui] said that only Mo Liangji has mastered [Ghost Den]!”

“Then... excluding the possibility of a new space, there is probably only one possibility for my black line to disappear? ! ”

“[Color Changing Ghost]!”

“Someone took advantage of me to move forward and wiped out the black line!”

“That person hid in the dark, I couldn’t see him!”

“That’s the ability of [Color Changing Ghost]!”

“My guess should be right, right? ! Senior of the numbered ghost rider in Jing City! "

Zuo Yang's voice echoed in the narrow path. He knew that it was meaningless for him to reveal his identity now.

He thought about revealing his identity to the owner of this [Color Changing Ghost] right away, saying that he was also a [Ghost Controller of Beijing City Number], knew [Mo Liangji], and wanted to see the [Door]!

But!

Put yourself in his shoes.

If the person guarding here now was Zuo Yang, he would definitely not believe a person who suddenly appeared.

Even if he said that he knew [Ghost Controller of Beijing City], it does not rule out that he is some kind of ghost!

In other words, even if [Mo Liangji] came now, the people guarding this place would not let him in.

After all, no one can guarantee whether it is [Mo Liangji] or a ghost!

"Senior? !"

"Senior? ! "

Try to shout twice.

Sure enough!

No response from the forest.

"It seems... it's impossible to negotiate..."

"Now we can only find a way to see through this senior's tricks..."

"There must be three weird beings guarding the [door], right?"

Looking around blankly, Zuo Yanggang was about to make some attempts.

"Tap~taptaptap~"

A burst of footsteps suddenly sounded from behind!

"What? !"

Instinctively turned his head to look, but saw nothing.

"Swish~"

Leaves fell in the forest, and the gurgling stream was still flowing. Suddenly, Zuo Yang's neck made a strange sound of "click~click~click"!

"Zuo Yang! Something is wrong!!!"

"It's a weird ability!"

"[Blood Sword]! ”

“Buzz~”

The [Blood Sword] on the waist was unsheathed, and Zuo Yang’s hand was controlled by [Zhongkui]. After drawing out the [Blood Sword], a faint golden light spread over the whole body.

“Gurgle~”

The [Blood Clothes] also focused on protecting the neck.

Just now, there was an invisible force, [Beheading]!!!

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