Although the old master knew how to show the way, in fact, he couldn't tell the specific direction himself. The path of the underworld is designed for the ghosts, and the ghosts are all led by ghosts, so why pay attention to the direction?

The reason why the old master was able to determine where to go was not because of his sense of direction, but because of his conventional sense of direction, which would only disturb people's thinking and hinder their judgment. When the flames in the woods burn, there is a very special phenomenon, that is, the flames go down instead of up. This hint is fleeting, and the careless black mother can't catch it, but she asks the old master to catch it.

Of course, this is also thanks to Mengqi lighting the grass before fainting, otherwise it would be difficult for the old master to determine the location of the Yin and Yang Realm. Compared with the simple Yang Realm, the boundary of the combination of Yin and Yang regions seems arbitrary, but in fact, Zhong Kui has indicated in the map that it is regular, and the map is also equivalent to a key, and the place where the map is opened is the opening of the boundary of the Yin and Yang combination, even if they open the map from a ball of feces.

At this point, the plan was still complete, and the three of them should have cheered, but as soon as the black door opened, ghosts appeared, how could they be happy?

To make Mengqi awake as soon as possible, and at the same time find out whether the old master's brain is still functioning normally at this time, so as not to lead him blindly, and finally miss seeing Zhong Kui, this heavy responsibility falls on the shoulders of the black mother, and he has to hurry up to complete the task.

He quickly thought about what to do, then pulled Mengqi with his left hand, let the round little demon seed lean on his left shoulder, and slapped the old master with his right hand, and said, "Master, teacher, we don't have time to stand here and analyze the research data, you better put aside the matter of doing knowledge for the time being, and follow me through this ghost gate!" You're done with what you need to do, now it's up to me! ”

Analyzing research data is a modern entry, but the old master didn't understand it, and yelled irritably: "What is the data in the analysis data? Is it more difficult than analyzing ancient texts, or are ancient texts the same thing as data? ”

This question was complicated to answer, and the black mother couldn't cry or laugh, and no longer paid attention to the old master, and jumped forward one by one.

The old master always reacted quickly, his brain was rarely confused, and he also understood that the three of them were at a critical moment, and the black mother couldn't be more correct, so she had to keep her mouth shut and let it fly.

It takes a second at most for a living person to enter the yang gate, but when a living person enters the yin gate for ghosts to enter and exit, it is impossible to say how long it will take.

The black mother just rushed forward, her eyes naturally kept staring ahead, but the old master couldn't help but keep scanning around.

Sure enough, no matter how dark it is, you can see things clearly, and the darkness has become a lamp, and black light fills everywhere. But the eyes are full of stuffed, and the most are the ghosts who are running wildly. No matter how you look at those things, they look like a cloud of gas with facial features, but it is impossible to distinguish different faces from them, or judge fat, thin, beautiful and ugly.

They bring gusts of yin wind, and the mournful cries can't tell whether they come from ghosts or wind, and no one can tell their number, but they can only judge from the heavier and heavier yin qi, and the number of ghosts is increasing.

The old master felt incredible, there were so many ghosts that they had filled the entire space, how could a living person still be able to rush in without hindrance? So he boldly reached out to catch the ghosts, trying to find out what the substance of those things was.

Whoosh~

Whoosh~

Whoosh~

......

The sound of the ghost horn changed from the rough wind to the thin conch sound, and the volume quickly increased, which was just the beginning, and then there were different types of howls, indicating that those ghosts were different from each other, different from living people, and they had to rely on their voices, not their faces.

But why did this change happen all of a sudden? You don't need to ask the black mother to know, they are stimulating the old master.

The old master was quite proud, in addition to the knowledge gained from the change of ghost voices, he also saw that the ghosts had no eyes, so they could not see, and could only feel the objects around them by touching.

"Master, it's a bad thing for you to move around like this! You're hurting others and yourself! ”

The black mother only ran wildly, and when she realized that the situation around her was wrong, she knew what the old master had done, and she was so angry that she wanted to stomp her feet. This is a good thing, the yin ghost didn't notice them, and as soon as the old master grabbed them, he surrounded them, wailing and dragging them.

How can the Black Mother continue to run forward? If the ghosts have a bright nose and smell their flesh, they can only stay here and become a ghost meal......

The old master knew that he was in trouble, and finally became afraid, so he put down the shelf and asked the black mother for help: "I said, can we speed up a little faster?" Do you think Zhong Kui will come to save us? ”

The Black Mother shook her head and sighed, and had to look at her feet again, and had to answer him: "The only way now is to hurry up when we don't swallow it, so we have to keep moving fast, and they can't catch us." Ignore the ghosts, as if they don't exist until you can rush in through the Black Gate alive! ”

"Oh my God!" The old master almost cried: "It's been a long time, we're still walking to the door, and we haven't even entered!" It seems that the white door and the black door are completely different things......"

Whoop Woo ......

The old master was panting as he ran, tired and tired, and he was also in a hurry. When he is old, how dare he act rashly? It is estimated that at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the ghost door will open, and the ghosts will run to the sunshine where no one is around, and when the rush hour passes, it will be quiet here. Based on his experience, it is not yet the Midyear Festival today, so the number of Yin Ghosts who have run around them is definitely less than 1/10,000 when Halloween comes......

Besides, the yin ghosts who had been caught by the old master noticed that there were living people running in the opposite direction with them, so they turned around and chased back, calling friends along the way, and constantly growing the team. Isn't the old master curious, is the yin ghost a solid or a gas? At this time, he could understand that ghosts are between solid and gaseous, and can transform between the two forms, so their ability is much greater than that of a living person! For example, when it rushes over, it is gas, and when Bai Sensen's bloody fangs are about to gnaw on a person's head, it can become solid......

"We ...... How long will we have to run to get in? Well...... The old man didn't ask this because he was afraid, but just for the sake of Mengqi......"

The sleek old master, who was bold and reckless, is now so scared that he is about to pee his pants, and he uses Mengqi as a shield, which is really funny!

Hei Mu couldn't be happy, he was really trying his best to keep Mengqi. Running so fast, if the hand that grabbed Mengqi came off, the unlucky fake rabbit would be able to make the Yin ghost eat alive in an instant!

As long as they can move quickly, they will not be controlled by ghosts, so although there are many yin ghosts, they gather into a large group, and they look very cohesive, but they can't bear to live.

"Mengqi, you must hold on! Hold on for a while, and we'll be able to pass through the Black Gate, and when the Black Gate closes behind us, we'll no longer be haunted by ghosts, and we'll be able to see Zhong Kui then! Hey, Luban No. 7 is gone with the wicked man of Jin Shengtang, it's hard to say that it's a good thing, I only have two hands, if he is also here, do I still have one on my feet? ”

The black mother kept talking to keep Mengqi awake, and as she spoke, she suddenly found that the front was bright, and the black light was mixed with rich bright red, could it be that the person who had just died was lying in front of the black door, and the blood had not dried yet?

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