The soul goes out of the body and cultivates into a fairy

As soon as he entered, he went straight to Yue Xinxin's suite, but the room was empty, and the butler took him to the gym. Yue Xinxin was surrounded by a group of personal bodyguards in front of a long table, which was covered with all kinds of claw knives, Saber, triangular thorn, pistol, submachine gun, sniper rifle.

The private bodyguards were all tall and rough men, and they couldn't help sizing Yue Xinxin with lewd eyes.

"Beauty, the way you hold the knife is wrong, it should be like this!"

A bald man held Yue Xinxin's hand from behind, grasped her soft fingers in the palm of his hand, pulled out the three-edged thorn, and taught her to hold the handle of the knife with his backhand. "That's right!"

There was a burst of laughter from the people around, and some people whistled.

Yue Xinxin rolled her eyes, dropped the triangular thorn, and grabbed a sniper rifle.

This thing is quite heavy!
"Beauty, let me teach you. For this, you need to match the three dots and one line, and aim! In addition, breathing is very important. The rhythm of breathing must be on the dots, so that the bullets will not go astray!"

Yue Xinxin inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, and looked at the target 300 meters away in the optical sight.

"Then, you should breathe like this—"

A rough man with a square face tried to press his hand on Yue Xinxin's lower abdomen, but Xu Xiangyang pushed him away.

"Huh? Who the hell are you!"

The rough guy was about to shake his fist, but when he saw Xu Xiangyang's police officer ID, he immediately shut up and left with the other bodyguards.

"Let's go, it's time to go!"

Yue Xinxin hummed, still inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, bang!The bullet shoots out and hits the bullseye!
"go!"

She stuffed the sniper rifle into her trouser pocket, along with a few pistols.

Xu Xiangyang watched helplessly that the barrel of the gun, which was half the height of a man, was actually stuck in his trouser pocket, instead of sticking out from behind his buttocks!

He circled behind Yue Xinxin, where did he go?
Yue Xinxin opened his trouser pocket, and found that it was dark inside, and he didn't know how deep it was.

"Come on, you can go in too, you can pretend!"

Xu Xiangyang declined, who knows if he can come out?
Hesitate, or ask the most concerned question.

"You were here last night, what did that bastard second young master tell you to do?"

"He is disabled, do you think he can do it?"

Xu Xiangyang was still worried.

"Yue Xinxin, you can't be captured by the enemy's sugar-coated shells! Rich people like them specialize in playing with women!"

Yue Xinxin felt sad and sad, even if I wanted sugar-coated cannonballs, I was afraid that Chen Mo would tear me apart!
The housekeeper's car was already waiting at the gate. There were seven cars in total, the first three cars and the last three cars were all private bodyguards, and the second young master was sitting in the middle.

He opened the rear door and beckoned Yue Xinxin to come in.

Xu Xiangyang stepped into the car first and sat beside him.

The second young master immediately sank his face.

"Officer Xu, you can take the co-pilot!"

"I want to keep you safe!"

Yue Xinxin opened the car door and sat next to the driver. The driver was the square-faced man who taught her the sniper rifle and gave her a wink.

"set off!"

Eaton Manor is a 10-minute drive from the hotel. On the way, you have to go through a one-kilometer-long tunnel and pass through three or four blocks to reach the downtown area.

Along the way, the Second Young Master struck up a conversation with Yue Xinxin, but was blocked by Xu Xiangyang, which made him very upset.

When the convoy entered the tunnel, the field of vision suddenly dimmed. After turning on the lights, only a short section of the road ahead was bright.

"Fuck, the xenon headlight seems to be broken?" the square-faced man muttered.

The road in front of the headlights became more and more hazy, as if thick fog had formed.

Yue Xinxin originally closed her eyes to rest her mind, but when she heard this, she glanced outside, and her visibility was only about 20 meters.

"We haven't come out of the tunnel yet?" She remembered that it took only a minute to pass through this tunnel.

The square-faced man looked at the speedometer. Although he was driving slowly due to low visibility, five or six minutes had passed. Why didn't he drive to the end?
"Could it be a ghost hitting the wall?" The square-faced man joked, but Yue Xinxin frowned suddenly.

"We should have entered the underworld."

In the real world, the boundary between Yin and Yang is sometimes not obvious. For example, Mozhu Academy is located in Yang, and ordinary people can also enter it. It feels no different from ordinary buildings.

But there are also some boundaries, once crossed, you can perceive the obvious difference from the original world.

This tunnel was obviously not a boundary line, but someone deliberately made it.

"Yin world?" This is the first time the second young master heard such a statement, "Could it be the underworld?"

"Without those things, they are all myths and legends."

Yue Xinxin closed the four windows of the car tightly, and was alert to the movement outside. Xu Xiangyang had already put his hand on the holster.

The second young master sighed in his heart, with your more joyful existence, it would be very difficult for me to continue to believe in science!

The light in the tunnel is getting dimmer and the road ahead is getting more and more blurred, but there are a lot of dark things on both sides, which can only be seen clearly when driving closer. They are large mushrooms.

How can mushrooms grow on the road?It's still so big, a bit bigger than the head!
The square-faced man is not as trusting as the second young master. He originally scoffed at the theory of the underworld, but now he is a little suspicious.This really doesn't look like the original tunnel!Is it really a ghost hitting a wall?

A gust of gloomy wind blew by, causing the mushrooms to shake slightly, and large groups of powdery particles fell out of the folds under the canopy and drifted away with the wind.

The square-faced man called the first car in the convoy through the walkie-talkie.

"Hello, please answer when you hear the No. 1 car, have you exited the tunnel yet?"

The other party responded quickly.

"Not yet—Ah Choo!"

The other party sneezed, as if he had mushroom spores blown by the wind in his nostrils.

Looking down, the exposed arms, neck, and face were also stained a lot.

Stretch out your hand, the powder is very fine, and it melts into the pores of the skin in a short while.

"Beware of birds!" The co-pilot shouted, and at some point in the tunnel, many large black birds appeared in the tunnel, similar in size to crows, but much bigger.

The crows did not approach the convoy, but followed from a distance, as if they were waiting for something.

Looking at the arched inner wall of the tunnel, a large black lizard-like reptile crawled out at some point, lying quietly on the wall, staring at the convoy from a distance.

"What the hell is this all about?"

The co-pilot cursed, felt itchy on his face, stretched out his hand and scratched it, and actually scratched a mushroom the size of a thumb!
He was startled, and looked down at the two arms, which were actually full of small black-brown mushrooms!
The spores that floated into the car with the wind took root and sprouted on the surface of his skin at a rapid speed!
Looking at the four people in the car, they all became mushroom people without exception!

There are so many small things covering the surface of the skin, it makes people feel dense phobia!

The four of them were swearing, trying desperately to remove the mushrooms on their arms, necks, and faces. Unexpectedly, a big black crow flew in, poked in through the car window, stretched out its long beak, and slapped the co-pilot hard on the face. One peck!
The co-pilot wailed, and his left cheek seemed to be a piece of fragile tofu, which was caught and pulled by the bird's beak, and even the flesh of the belt was torn off.

When the piece of flesh fell off the face, the subcutaneous tissue was full of mushroom roots, criss-crossing, replacing the original soft tissue.

No wonder the skin and flesh have become so fragile, and the inside has been eaten away!