A familiar voice suddenly rang in my ears, making my blood pressure rise.
Because the owner of this ghostly voice was actually an ant.
Isn't the ant in the spot he mentioned?
How did I end up here?
And judging from his appearance, it seems he had been waiting here for a while.
"Damn it! Ant, tell me what you're doing here?"
I punched the ant and swore at it.
Unexpectedly, the little rascal chuckled and seemed to enjoy listening to it.
I was completely dumbfounded, and I was thinking to myself, "Oh no, this isn't a reward for him."
"Brother Chen, have you forgotten? Didn't you say you'd arranged a time and told me to wait for you here? Listen, this is what you said to me on WeChat!"
Ant took out his phone, opened the chat window with me, and there was a voice message from me.
Ant pressed play, and my voice came through: "Ant, wait for me at the Burial Mound at 6:30. I have a feeling that Lao Dao is hiding something from me!"
I raised an eyebrow. Yes, that's my voice.
Suddenly, I had a splitting headache, as if something was constantly stabbing into the top of my head!
Various fragments and sounds also appeared before my eyes.
Girgh!
The ant in front of me started to twitch.
The originally clear weather was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds, and sandstorms swept through the air.
My sleeves fluttered in the wind.
This wind is a cold, eerie wind.
I looked at the ants.
At this moment, the ants have empty expressions, their eyes seem to be bulging out, and a fishy stench emanates from them.
Having spent a lot of time in funeral homes, I'm quite familiar with this kind of scene, but this one is indeed a bit strange.
Glug glug!
Where the eyeballs used to be, there were only two holes the size of ping-pong balls, from which black blood seeped out.
I pulled out my lightning sword because this ant isn't even human!
"I told you, you won't find that person!"
The ant made that eerie sound again.
Before I could react, the ant's mouth looked as if it had been slashed open with a knife, like the mouth of a tiger, which looked quite terrifying.
It just doesn't work for me; I don't have those feelings.
Tick-tock, tick-tock!
Something dripped onto my face; it was hot and had a foul smell.
I wiped my face; it was blood.
Immediately afterwards, the ant's head was severed from its neck, and its head rolled to my feet like a ball.
My body started trembling, not out of fear, but out of a bodily instinct.
The surrounding scenery also began to change.
It was a wasteland when we first came here, but now it has become a cemetery.
I felt something licking my neck; the tip of its tongue was warm, the coating was cold, and it was mixed with saliva and a sticky liquid.
I turned around abruptly and saw a female ghost in red—it was Bai Su!
"Fuck you!"
My blood pressure is rising just looking at this, Bai Su, how long ago was this?
I'm certain that everything right now is an illusion.
Bai Su stuck out her tongue, seemingly more interested in the human heads on the ground.
I held the Thunderstrike Sword in my hand and stabbed it directly into Bai Su's mouth!
The eerie wind dissipated, and Bai Su vanished, leaving only the headless corpse of an ant lying on the ground, oozing black liquid.
Rain began to fall from the sky, a crimson rain of blood.
I need to get out of this awful place right away.
Just as I was about to move my feet, my body became immobile!
My feet felt like they were firmly planted in place by something, and I couldn't move.
A sense of death was constantly approaching, just like it had been in the underground parking lot years ago.
"I've told you before, the people you see may not be real people, and the acquaintances you see may not be acquaintances. Why won't you listen!"
Just as I was feeling lost, a black umbrella covered my head.
And then there was the aged voice, which naturally belonged to the taxi driver I met.
By this time, the taxi driver's mouth had returned to normal, with no trace of the cut.
"Master, what brings you here?"
From the very beginning, I felt that this master craftsman was no ordinary person.
"You haven't paid for the ride yet, so why do you think I came?"
The old master craftsman spoke with self-righteousness, and then took my hand.
I was a little embarrassed. The driver told me to get off the bus immediately, but before I could even pay him, he was gone.
"Hold this in your mouth, take the umbrella, and keep walking straight ahead. No matter who calls you, don't stop. When the rain stops, you'll see that person!"
The old man shouted at me in a commanding tone and threw a packet of betel nuts into my mouth, and I was able to move again immediately.
At the same time, he stuffed the umbrella into my hand.
When I was holding the umbrella, I could feel the discomfort gradually disappearing.
At that moment, the old master's face became increasingly familiar, and I was certain that I had seen him before.
"Remember, no matter who calls you, you cannot stop! The world you live in is not real."
The experienced craftsman patted me on the shoulder and gave me another piece of advice.
I thanked the old master, took the umbrella in my left hand and the lightning sword in my right, and walked straight ahead.
It wasn't as difficult as I had imagined. We didn't encounter anything along the way, and this Burial Mound was actually a cemetery.
When I reached the third cemetery, I saw a name on a tombstone.
Luo Tianhe!!!
These three words struck my eyes.
Even without the Earth Soul, I still treat my good brother Luo Tianhe differently.
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