There was no moon in the sky and it was pitch black all around.

In the silent old house, the supernatural atmosphere flaps its gray wings and hovers in every space.

The two corridors on the left and right behind the patio are also pitch black, like two deep wells leading to infinite void. Under normal circumstances, no one would set foot in such a place.

The gloomy and desolate atmosphere alone is enough to drive people crazy.

But Wu Nai was surprisingly adaptable.

As he walked here, every breath of air he breathed was mixed with supernatural powers. The cold air passed through the respiratory system and entered his lungs and brain.

The power of terror and death, like a warm maternal womb, wrapped Wu Nai in it and gave birth to it.

From time to time, lines of ancient and twisted text appeared in front of his eyes, reminding him of the progress of his ability accumulation.

After competing with Luo Qian, although he failed to defeat the Republic of China ghost master, Wu Nai's strength was still recognized by Zhang Dong.

So he invited Wu Nai to stay here for a few more days.

This was an invitation that no one could refuse...Wu Nai agreed, entered the right corridor, pushed open a room prepared by Zhang Dong, and walked in.

The citron wood of the house is completely exposed to the outside, and dark furniture stands stiffly in the room. These furniture belong to the Republic of China era and are now rare.

History shows strange vitality in this supernatural place, and things from the old era are presented here one by one.

Standing inside the house, Wu Nai could clearly see the outside world through the wooden hollow windows.

Because he wanted to stay, Luo Qian took the [bus] and left alone. He could not stay outside for a long time and needed to prepare his burial place as soon as possible.

When leaving, Wu Nai went to see him off.

The two looked at each other in silence.

He watched Luo Qian dragging his stiff body like a corpse, hunched shoulders, carrying the endless tombs like hell, carrying the weight of an era, leaving step by step, getting further and further away...

..

Until he disappeared from the bus door, Wu Nai knew that this would be the last time he saw the old man before his death.

[Skin] that has reached the fifth stage of alienation will still be disturbed by other terrifying supernatural beings.

But compared to before, the ability to collect information has been greatly improved.

Wu Nai could vaguely capture the death signal extending from Luo Qian's body.

This man who has buried evil ghosts all his life will eventually enter the eternal sleep together with the evil ghosts he buried.

However, in the supernatural world, death is not the end. In the strange passage of time, they will meet again in the future.

call......

Wu Nai continued to take a deep breath, and was about to turn around and take a rest when he suddenly heard the "rustling" sound from the radio on the table.

It was an old-fashioned radio that looked very worn, as if it had just been dug out of the ground. It was covered with grave soil and gave off a stench of rotting corpses.

At this time, it was running strangely, which made Wu Nai very happy. He secretly thought that Uncle Zhang Dong was indeed a cold-faced and warm-hearted guy. He was afraid that he would be lonely alone at night, so he specially arranged a radio in the house to provide entertainment.

"Zi la...Zi la..."

"Hey, does anyone hear you? Hello?"

There was a sound coming from the radio, something seemed to have gone wrong, and a phone number was picked up.

"Someone, someone..."

Wu Nai came to the table, pulled up a Taishi chair and sat down. His voice was slightly cheerful when he answered the questions, "Hello, hello..."

"Power points: 701000.0."

Just after such a conversation, a line of numbers with a strong old-world atmosphere appeared in front of his eyes, showing the rising power points.

"Hey, hey... hello... you're going to die soon... sizzling... sizzling... no, are you a human or a ghost?"

The radio continued to play, but it started to jam before finishing a sentence. It seemed that the internal parts were severely hindered during operation, preventing it from running smoothly.

"Of course it's human..."

Wu Nai put her chin on her face and stared at the radio, stretching out her slender white fingers and tapping the radio rhythmically.

The finger was like a miniature bus, making the radio crackle.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Zi la...Zi la...Don't hit it...Don't hit it..."

"Ghost...ghost bus...ghost bus!!"

After the radio made a few "hissing" sounds, it fell into complete silence.

"Power points: 711000.0."

A line of numbers flashed before Wu Nai's eyes, along with skill tips:

[Contact ghosts at close range, collect the laws scattered around, and obtain new skills—Say Death!]

[Death: With this skill, when you say the word "death" to a ghost or person, the person will die and the ghost will freeze (Note: The effect of the skill is directly linked to the degree of alienation). 】

[Acquire awareness of alienated parts... Overlap of alienated parts... Invisible improvement of potential...]

Feeling the new skills in his body, Wu Nai thought of [Make a Wish].

[Come to Death] is very similar to [Make a Wish]. The overlap between the two is very high, and it may be possible to strengthen it.

With enough ability points, Wu Nai is happy to dig deeper into his skills.

After all, powerful skills are equivalent to powerful strength to a certain extent.

As my thoughts flowed, the words of these two skills were intertwined on the information column.

The number of the power point was blurred, changing from "711000.0" back to "701000.0".

Then the [Death] skill disappeared, and [Wish] was still [Wish] without any change.

No...it's not that there are no changes...the skills are improving! Especially when I touch the word 'death'...Wu Nai sat silently on the master's chair, tapping the radio again with his slender fingers.

As a result, no supernatural power emerged, and spider web-like cracks appeared directly on the radio, almost shattering, and it was frighteningly fragile.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Forget it, don't break it, this thing is indeed an antique... and it's too weak."

After turning off the radio, Wu Nai still didn't feel sleepy and lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

So he simply got up and opened the door, walked around the patio, walked all the way to the door, then opened the door and entered the black forest.

After all, you have come here, and you can’t miss this place.

Although I followed Luo Qian not long ago, I had already absorbed a lot of supernatural powers in this forest along the muddy path.

But such a simple breathing is like scratching the surface for Wu Nai now, so it would be better to get started directly.

I don’t know if Uncle Zhang has put mourning clothes in it now... It shouldn’t be a big deal if he only digs out a tree, and it won’t affect the layout of the place... With this thought in mind, Wu Nai dug up a tree in the forest, and it started to rot.

The soil was lifted up, and things at the bottom of the tree were slowly revealed.

It was a corpse, rotten to the point of leaving only white bones.

Strong supernatural power escaped from the bones and was inhaled by Wu Nai.

Obviously, this thing is essentially a ghost.

Under every tree, there is buried a ghost that was wiped out by Zhang Dong until it died.

They are planted here, as if they have fallen into an endless sleep like death, but everyone knows it.

The forest cannot suppress them, and these terrifying ghosts will one day return again.

"Xiao Wu, I stayed up late at night and dug trees in front of the house. The young man is very energetic..."

Zhang Dong's voice suddenly sounded faintly.

Wu Nai's hair stood on end when he heard this. At some point, this upright old man also stood in the forest.

He was like a ghost, coming silently.

It wasn't until he opened his mouth to speak that Wu Nai discovered the existence of this old man.

"Uncle Zhang...you didn't sleep either..."

"Well, I'm older and not so lethargic. I saw you walking out of the house again, so I just followed you out to see how it goes. Is the forest I planted good?"

"Since you want to dig, you might as well help loosen the soil. I originally planned to let you do this. You can help me take care of the house these days. To be honest, it's quite tiring to take care of it alone for so long.

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As he spoke, Zhang Dong withdrew from the forest. This was the place he had set up for Wu Nai to join.

After discovering a certain trait in this young man, Zhang Dong had the intention to train him.

So for the first time, we allowed people to stay in the ancient house for a few days.

It's really because there is not much time left for him in this world, and he hopes to make this young man grow to the maximum extent during this period.

Leaving a trace of hope for the mysterious resurrection of the world.

Therefore, the moment the black cloth shoes under Zhang Dong's feet were withdrawn, a riot broke out in the forest, and black trees swayed and fell to the ground.
To be continued...