"Is it really not possible?"
At this moment, the slender and dry black hand moved. It grabbed the younger brother's hand, and then pulled him into the darkness with a sudden pull.
The younger brother struggled violently, but it was all in vain. The darkness around him drowned him like a tide. The dark shadow dragged him, with slow but firm steps, moving towards deeper darkness step by step.
As the distance increased, the younger brother's figure gradually became blurred, and the faint sound of his struggle was ruthlessly swallowed up by the darkness, until finally, he and the black shadow disappeared into the boundless and desperate darkness, as if they had never existed, leaving only deathly silence and fear.
Such a horrifying scene had a great impact on everyone's mind. Even Ye Fanyu and others who had seen the black shadow could not suppress the fear in their hearts.
To them, the black shadow is an almost unsolvable existence, seemingly immune to any attack and even more terrifying than the powerful humanoid monsters. When facing humanoid monsters, at least they can fight and hide in the house, but once caught by the black shadow, no matter who they are, they will be dragged into the darkness. Its appearance means death, and no one is spared.
"Let's go." Su Mu's calm voice broke the fear in the scene. He walked towards the darkness ahead gracefully, leaning on his serpentine wood cane, as if nothing had happened. Behind him, eleven expressionless men in black followed closely.
He had a general understanding of the black shadow, and next he was waiting to meet the villagers of Zhaojia Village.
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In the endless darkness, a group of people moved forward with bated breath. The sound of their heartbeats and heavy breathing intertwined into a terrifying melody. Every step was filled with fear of the unknown, and every breath seemed to be swallowed by silence.
Their figures were looming in the darkness, and the faint candlelight could only illuminate a very small area under their feet. Everyone kept a certain distance and did not dare to approach each other, because they knew very well that the figures in the darkness were staring at them hungrily.
The darkness is like a thick curtain, hiding everything tightly, and the fear of death follows like a shadow.
On both sides were houses shrouded in darkness, but most of them were one-story and were directly abandoned by Ye Fanyu. Now that there were so many more people, the one-story houses were not enough to live in, and it was impossible for everyone to keep a distance. It would be best to find a two-story or three-story house.
As they continued to move forward, the darkness around them began to thin, and a white edge of light appeared in the distant sky. The sky... was about to brighten!
Ye Fanyu and others were startled.
"Oh no, it's almost dawn, Mr. Su, we have to speed up. Once it's completely light, the villagers will show up!"
Su Mu looked at the distant horizon and frowned slightly: "The time is wrong."
He took out a dark gold pocket watch from his pocket. With a crisp sound, the pocket watch was opened, and the time displayed on it was three o'clock.
The dark gold pocket watch sparkled under the candlelight. Ye Fanyu and others looked at it subconsciously and saw a mysterious Ouroboros engraved on it.
"Time is like this in dreams, it's unpredictable. There's no point looking at the watch. Let's run quickly." Ye Fanyu's tone became more and more anxious. It was obvious that the villagers had left a deep impression on him.
Su Mu calmly put away his pocket watch and signaled to Zhao Chaoyao with his eyes. Zhao Chaoyao immediately understood and quickly untied the backpack behind him and took out a small and light folding stretcher from it.
After the stretcher was opened, Su Mu sat on it under the gaze of everyone and was lifted up by two men in black.
"Excuse me everyone, I don't like running. Let's go."
Ye Fanyu and the others were so shocked that their eyebrows jumped. Who was this person? Still showing off at this time?
In fact, Su Mu was not showing off, but he really couldn't run. If he really ran, he would die first without the villagers chasing him.
Everyone started running wildly, while Sumu sat quietly on the stretcher and admired the scenery. It was too dark before and he couldn't see the village scenery clearly, but now he could see it more clearly.
Zhaojia Village is very desolate, as if it were a corner forgotten by time. There are many adobe houses that are crooked, as if they will collapse at any time. The narrow village roads are covered with deep and shallow ruts, which are not from cars but more like horse-drawn carriages.
Weeds grew tenaciously from the cracks. On both sides of the road, dilapidated fences leaned here and there, enclosing small patches of barren farmland.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter. Sumu could even see the black fog outside Zhaojia Village. The thick fog enveloped the entire Zhaojia Village like a cage.
He had heard Yang Dongqing say before that the black fog was the boundary of nightmares, and Zhaojia Village wrapped in the black fog was a complete nightmare. Once one entered the black fog, one would fall into the crack of the dream. If one was lucky, one might be able to reach the next nightmare, but if one was unlucky, one might be lost in the crack forever.
It is said that no one can emerge alive from the black fog.
Su Mu stared at the black fog with interest, and was eager to try it out, but he was not in a hurry. To him, the nightmare world was like a peerless beauty. Under her gorgeous robes, every inch of her skin was full of unspeakable temptation. He had to explore it bit by bit, and go deeper, so that he could taste the deliciousness to the greatest extent.
As for the possibility of death if entering the black fog? Wouldn't that be more interesting? Without the pressure of death, how can we witness the sparks of life that splash between life and death? How can we witness the excitement?
roar!!
An inhuman roar interrupted Su Mu's thoughts.
He turned around and saw a man who had appeared in the corner of the village without him noticing. He appeared out of nowhere like a ghost, with a hunched body and an indescribable weirdness in his eyes.
Soon after, more and more roars were heard, coming from all directions of the village. These roars were mixed with endless pain and anger, as if cursed souls were suffering endless torture. Every syllable was filled with resentment and was creepy.
One, two, three...hundreds!
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