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The sound was obviously far away, but I felt like I was being suffocated.

The chains on my soul tightened and embedded themselves in my soul, causing me pain.

My eyes went black for a while, and my body couldn't help but fall to my knees.

I saw Chen Yihan's face approaching anxiously.

My body seemed to be supported by him, but my head was still hanging down.

Vaguely, I seemed to hear the sound of chains breaking.

The clanking sound is endless.

Consciousness falls into darkness.

The sound of footsteps sounded in my ears.

The location is very close, and the sound sounds like he is stepping in place.

I soon felt the vibrations in my body.

I'm walking.

Those footsteps are mine.

No, it shouldn't be my footsteps.

While I was thinking this, I saw a figure.

That back figure felt familiar to me.

The surroundings were dark, and only this figure was shining, allowing me to see her appearance clearly.

She stopped, and the light on her body spread, illuminating a small area around her.

I saw another figure.

That person's face felt strange to me. She seemed to be injured, squatting on the ground, dragging one leg, looking uneasy.

"Are you okay?" The figure turned around and asked.

Her face was covered with light and her appearance could not be seen clearly.

"It's okay. I twisted a bit when I was running. Well, thank you...I'm okay." The woman squatting on the ground gave an ugly smile.

"Let me help you up. When we get to the intersection, I'll call a car for you, or do you have a friend to pick you up?" The figure stretched out his hand to the woman.

The woman hesitated for a while, then held the hand and thanked her twice, "I'll take a taxi back. I think I need to call a taxi here."

"Yeah. Taxis may not come in." The figure replied.

The sound of running sounded from behind me.

No one appeared in the darkness, but the sound of rapid and messy footsteps was so real, and there were still people shouting in panic.

The woman's expression changed and she leaned back, trying to hide something, but she froze as soon as her feet hit the ground.

The figure I was familiar with helped support her body and led her away.

There were more and more running and shouting sounds. Even though those people were in the dark and I couldn't see them, I could still feel the atmosphere of fear emanating from the scene.

"I'll carry you on my back. If you stay here, you'll get hit..." The figure said decisively, bending down with his back to the woman, gesturing for her to lie down.

The woman hesitated, but seemed to have seen something, and hurriedly lay on the back of the figure.

The two started running, their footsteps blending into the crowd.

My vision followed them and I could only see them running in the darkness.

Occasionally, they would sway a few times, as if trying to avoid the crowd around them.

The woman grabbed the man's neck and pressed her face against the other man's face, her face turned pale and frightened.

The chaotic footsteps gradually subsided, and the screams and screams mixed in between gradually faded away.

I saw them slow down and come to a stop.

The woman whimpered and complained with some fear: "What on earth happened...how could this happen..."

"It's okay, it'll be fine."

"Those people... I heard people say before that they are haunted. They have all turned into ghosts! Everyone is going to die... be killed, or commit suicide. How could this happen..." the woman cried and said, It seemed that he was frightened and collapsed.

"It's okay. Don't worry. Someone will definitely solve this matter."

The woman raised her head, "Really?"

"Of course. I promise, someone will definitely solve these problems. These things won't take long." The figure made a confident voice.

"That's great." The woman sighed and said nervously, "Thank you. I'm fine. Let me down. You have been running with me on your back... You didn't see it just now. Someone behind you fell and was hit. Falling down, being trampled... I don’t know what happened.”

She was put down and faced the figure with a worried face, "You are indeed a good person. What a pity."

The figure seemed stunned and unresponsive.

The woman held her cheek and said, "It's such a pity...this ability didn't catch up with the time..."

The woman stood on tiptoe and approached the figure.

My vision changed at this point.

Only the woman's face was left in front of me.

The face strangely turned into a flat surface, losing the appearance of a normal face, like a piece of drawing paper, spread out flat.

I was suddenly startled.

The field of vision is widened again.

There was a face on the figure's face shrouded in light, which overlapped with the head.

As for that woman, her entire face was peeled off, revealing her bloody muscles.

I heard a nervous growl.

In the darkness, there was light again.

That light is another familiar figure to me.

The faceless woman turned her head, took a look, took the figure's hand, and walked forward.

The new light expanded. From the feet of the new figure, a path of light appeared, coinciding with the direction in which the woman was walking.

The new figure quickly chased after him.

I heard screams and exclamations in the darkness around me.

The noisy sounds became distant as the two lights left.

They walked in tandem, the one in front was walking, and the one behind was chasing, but they never opened the distance.

Suddenly I heard the sound of water.

The faceless woman walking in front seemed like a fish entering the sea, her body dived, and she changed from walking to swimming.

The figure she was holding, with human skin still attached to its face, was being dragged by her, floating in the invisible water.

The pursuing figure hesitated for a moment and jumped into the water.

The light path in the water stretches all the way.

From the darkness, faceless women kept appearing, gathering around their companions.

The water flowed loudly.

In this darkness, a silver thread flashed past.

Those faceless women were not affected at all. The silver thread seemed to have self-awareness and directly entangled the figures chasing them.

The figure was hung in the water.

The light on her face covered by light receded.

I saw the dazed look on her face.

For a moment, a lot of awareness flooded into my brain.

I saw a road to hell.

A Huangquan Road opened in the water.

However, this is not an easy path to take.

There are ghosts squatting on the water bank, ready to catch the ghosts that are about to enter the underworld and make them their own meals.

No, that was no ordinary ghost.

I saw the image of an old man fishing.

He carries a black yin energy, and his entire soul is black.

This black color entered the river along the fishing rod and fishing line in his hand, dyeing the white river water gray.

I saw the bones at the bottom of the river.

Not long after, I saw a man in black walking naturally in the river.

A man and a woman were walking on the mud at the bottom of the river as if they were walking on flat ground.

They raised their heads and stared at the old fisherman across the river.

The two sides looked at each other, but neither one spoke.

The two men in black were the first to move.

The woman in black grabbed the fishing line and pulled hard. The fishing line tightened and cut through the water.

The man in black jumped directly from the bottom of the river to the surface, jumped out, and grabbed the old man's neck.

The winner seemed to be decided in an instant.

The river surged now. A large amount of river water gushes out from the upper reaches, as if a dam has burst. The river water directly destroyed the buildings along the bank, and swept away the debris and debris downstream.

The woman in black was directly washed away by the current.

The man in black was distracted and was thrown away by the old man.

In the rapids, the fishing line was like a sharp knife, cutting through their black coats, revealing their souls.

The scene didn't last long, as all of it was washed away by the water.

"Hehe. Hell, ghosts, that's all." The old man sneered twice, sat down on the river bank again, swung the fishing rod, and threw the hook and bait into the river, "You can escape quickly."

"You can't escape this time." The old man's voice sounded again, almost coinciding with the end of the previous sentence.

My consciousness receded, and the scene in my memory disappeared. All that was left in front of me was the group of faceless female ghosts in front of me, and the distorted figure of the old man seen across the river.

Goodnight everybody.