As they spoke, the group began to walk onto the vehicle, leaving Heijiji stunned. Why would they abandon the path to survival and instead return to the eerie train?
She was absolutely certain that the path to survival lay behind the white hole, because she had just used her ability to sense it and was certain she was right.
But seeing everyone return to the ghost train without hesitation, she hesitated instead. Could it be that my perception was wrong?
This made her unable to help but ask Fang Xiu, "Brother Xiu, isn't this a way out? Why don't we leave?"
Fang Xiu said without turning his head, "This is indeed a way out. You can leave if you want."
Upon hearing this, Heijiji immediately stopped hesitating and followed the others onto the eerie train.
Because she didn't believe Fang Xiu's words.
A person who frequently lies will always assume that others are also lying, projecting their own experience onto others.
After getting back on the bus, the doors slammed shut.
As the car door closed, everyone immediately realized that the terrifying feeling of being frozen had disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
This made Fang Xiu even more certain of his guess that the ghost train was very likely a man-made structure.
Because its behavior is completely different from the bizarre, it seems that it is not for eating people, but simply to deliver them.
This journey is clearly a trial, a series of challenges that will keep you going. What will be at the end?
Where is the burial site? What is its connection to the other shore?
Fang Xiu casually found a seat and sat down, and Hei Jiji immediately came over.
"Brother Hugh, did you foresee something? Can you tell me?"
Fang Xiu closed his eyes to rest and did not answer.
Heijiji pouted and turned to go and try to fool Zhao Hao and Fatty.
Time passed by second by second, and soon, we arrived at the second stop.
The logo of the Desire City turned blood red.
Bang!
The car door opened again.
Fang Xiu immediately opened his eyes, got up and walked outside.
Let's go.
Having learned from their previous experience, everyone got off the bus and didn't dare to stay on it for long.
The feeling of being frozen, both spiritually and physically, was unbearable.
It's like a martial arts master having their internal energy drained and their tendons severed, leaving them a cripple.
Everyone froze as soon as they got out of the car.
Because they discovered that the so-called "City of Desire" was actually a city of dazzling lights and revelry.
There is a tall archway at the entrance, with the words "Desire Capital" hanging on it, and it is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
Inside is a street block with many two- or three-story buildings standing on both sides. The streets are covered with lights—red, yellow, and pink—that are dazzlingly bright.
It almost felt like I was in a disco.
In stark contrast to the desolate darkness, it is both eerie and absurd.
The street looked bustling, but it was deserted.
As the group entered, they were surprised to find that all the buildings here were very retro, giving off a feeling of the last century, much like the Shanghai of the night in TV dramas.
"This place is just like the Ghost Train, it's all in the style of the last century! Could we have traveled through time and gone back to the last century?" Blackie asked in surprise, his mouth agape.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Fang Xiu said calmly, and then, as if strolling around, took the lead into the Desire City.
The others followed closely behind, but they were not as calm as Fang Xiu. In such a strange place, even after experiencing many strange events, it was difficult to get used to this feeling of being on the brink of life and death.
Shortly after everyone entered the Desire City, a faint sound of silver suddenly came from the depths of the street.
The sounds were mixed, seemingly from both men and women; the women's voices were high-pitched, the men's voices were low, bursting forth with the most primal animalistic instincts.
Has it appeared?
Fang Xiu narrowed his eyes, his left hand beginning to stir restlessly.
The next moment, a huge figure emerged from the darkness deep within the street.
Upon seeing that figure, everyone was immediately terrified.
It was a mountain of flesh made up of people.
These people all have several kinds of deformed and bizarre organs growing on their bodies, which are tinged with pink.
"What...what kind of monster is this?!"
"This is disgusting!"
Faced with such a grotesque and disgusting creature, everyone felt their souls were polluted.
Even for Heijiji, a girl, the first reaction to seeing such revealing images was not embarrassment, but rather waves of nausea and disgust.
Come join us!
The human bodies piled together emitted sounds simultaneously, countless voices overlapping, causing a painful sensation in the eardrums.
"How ugly!"
Fang Xiu calmly pulled out a scalpel and charged straight at the mountain of flesh.
The red and green lights couldn't illuminate his ghostly figure; the gleaming scalpel flashed across the night sky like a bolt of lightning.
Whoosh!
The scalpel instantly pierced a human body atop the mountain of flesh.
"ah!!!"
Countless shrill screams pierced the night sky, and the ecstasy on those people's faces was instantly twisted by pain.
As a result, the entire mountain of flesh began to twist and tremble.
A moment later, bang!
The mountain of flesh fell straight to the ground, lifeless.
One strike, one kill!
"This...this is it?" Blackie felt incredulous. Such a deformed and terrifying monster was so weak?
Or is it that Fang Xiu is too strong?
However, Fang Xiu, who had dealt with the mountain of flesh, did not return, but stood quietly in place.
It seems to be waiting for something.
Everyone realized something was wrong; the spatial passage had not appeared.
The spatial passage that appeared when we dealt with the big-headed dolls last time did not appear here.
Could it be that the Mountain of Flesh isn't completely dead?
Just as everyone was wondering, the mountain of flesh suddenly swelled up, like a balloon being blown up wildly.
Bang!
The mountain of flesh exploded with a deafening roar, its entire body bursting apart, and an extremely dense cloud of pink mist spewed out from the corpse in all directions.
Fang Xiu dodged the pink mist with a quick movement.
The others also paled and ran away into the distance.
However, the pink mist seemed endless, spreading continuously and forcing everyone to retreat until they had nowhere left to go.
Because if we retreat any further, we'll be pushed into the darkness and torn apart by the turbulent spatial currents inside.
"Quickly cover your mouth and nose!" Yang Ming shouted anxiously.
Although I don't know what the pink mist is, it's definitely not something good.
In the end, everyone was engulfed by the pink mist.
Covering your mouth and nose is useless; the pink mist seems to seep into your body out of thin air.
In an instant, everyone smelled an aroma so strong it was nauseating. It was so fragrant that it made people dizzy and disoriented.
Fang Xiu was not swallowed up by the pink mist.
He initially thought it was poisonous and wanted to use his ability to absorb pain to heal himself.
However, after waiting for a long time, they found that it had not been affected in the slightest.
He frowned slightly. Was it because his body was immune to the poison of the pink mist? Or was the pink mist a delayed-onset poison?
Just as he was wondering.
Suddenly, a painful scream came from behind.
Looking back, it was Zhao Hao.
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