Chapter 115: Overwatch for the dead, vigil for the living

This is a world dominated by black and white.
As far as the eye can see, there was only a thick mist, and no fingers were reached.
The surroundings are very quiet, so quiet that the air is a bit cold, as if there is a very soft voice, which magnifies people's tremors and fears indefinitely, vaguely like a strange laugh from a child ...
It seems to be a sharp and violent noise from a child ...
But when you listen carefully, it seems to be angry screams from children ...
...
The body was slightly swaying, and a small boat was at the foot. He was slowly drifting along with the waves. As soon as he was conscious, he was tightening his body and immediately looked around.
This is the second time he has gone overcast, the first time is to follow Mr. Fu and Zhang Tufu, and he is just a spectator, but this time he has become the leader.
When he pushed open the weird door, he appeared in this misty world, and at his feet was a lone ship wandering without a master.
This is yin? Survive the dead and keep a vigil for the living!
Seeing that there was no danger around him, Founder slightly relaxed his tight body, and then his heart was a little excited.
Feeling the flow of the boat under your feet, it might be the so-called ... spiritual awareness of the sea?
For the strange scene in front of him, Founder was not too alarmed because he had his first experience, but calmly thoughtful.
It's just that this is a spiritual consciousness that has died, only the black and white color of the graveyard, lifeless.
Founder held his breath, he always remembered a word, and made a random noise, so as not to disturb some strange existence.
At this time, a soul lamp on the bow of the ship, burning a faint green mango, vaguely directed deeper into the sea.
But at this time, the jade plate worn by Fang Zheng was radiating bright light, and sheltered Fang Zheng from being discovered by the world of the dead.
This made Founder couldn't help but think of a word, transparent person.
In front of me, it was so familiar that Founder remembered the experience of borrowing Yin Road in Longtou Lake.
The same is the ghost lake.
The same is a dead corpse man.
Because there is a dead body covering the breath of the living, a boatman can safely cross the lake among the ghost lakes and will not be discovered by the ghosts under the ghost lake.
"Don't the Dragon Head Lake be built after imitating the spiritual world of the deceased people seen in Yin?" Founder suddenly had a bold conjecture.
If this is the case, it will be a bit strange.
Reproduce the set of yin in the spiritual world of the dead in a mysterious way like Feng Shui or terrain, and reproduce it in the world of Yang? This strange and weird generosity is not something that ordinary people can lay out.
Founder shook his head and emptied his thoughts. Now is not the time to think about it. It is still in the world of the dead.
Founder did n’t pay attention to the sounds of the children around him. These are Shen Wenle ’s memories of his lifetime.
Founder followed the guidance of the Soul Lantern, and the boat swayed gently from side to side, advancing slowly in the misty world.
Everything is calm.
In addition to the world of fog, the world is black and white.
Like the gravestone of a dead man, lifeless; and like the skin of a dead man, cold and cold, although the process is a bit strange, from time to time hit the weird sound, but finally found a smooth landing.
After landing, Founder showed a strange look.
It was the same as last time, and it was landed near the Tongjiang Bridge in the city ... This Tongjiang Bridge is just like the Neihe Bridge, which connects the two realms on the netherworld Huangquan.
Founder set aside these messy thoughts, the city in front of him is also black and white, lifeless and lifeless.
And there is only the empty shell of the city, without the prosperity and vitality of the city. There are no pedestrians on the street empty, no bus or private car.
In a supermarket with a wide-open door, the shelves are full of merchandise, but there are no staff or customers.
Call, call.
The air conditioner plug-in runs at high power, and looks into the hairdressing store through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. Although the store is air-conditioned, it is empty.
Several small carts were quietly parked behind several seats. There were several bottles of hair dye, plastic gloves, curling irons and other tools on one small cart. It seems that a famous customer came to the store to dye their hair;
There is a perm machine next to a small cart, this customer should be coming to the store to perm;
A small cart has electric clippers, hair dryers, combs, scissors bags, etc., and the seats are adjusted very high. It should be that when parents go to the store to wash their hair, they should take the children to haircuts.
But at the moment, all of these seats are empty and empty.
Weird empty shop.
Founder brought the Soul Lantern in his hand and walked in the city. He walked all the way to the buildings in the city that he had never seen before, and no one saw him.
This is simply an empty city.
Only the empty shell was engraved ... but no flesh.
Founder thoughtfully looked at the Soul Lantern in his hand. All the trajectories he walked came from the guidance of the Soul Lantern.
This is a very strange experience, and Founder is very interested.
Walking alone in the huge empty ghost town, it is really a bit of a shameless person. After walking for about four hours, according to the guidance of the soul lamp, Founder finally came to the front of a school.
The sixth middle school.
When he saw a few words at the school gate, Founder was startled.
"Interesting ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The missing student Han Peng, the carrier of nightmares, is hiding in middle school?
Founder continued to follow the guidance of the Soul Lantern and began to walk into the sixth middle school.
It is better to say that it is Shen Wenle's resentment, which is always guiding the direction of Founder.
Shen Wenle's death should no doubt be due to the scarecrow. So his unwillingness to resent, through the spiritual world of the dead, guided Founder to Han Peng's hiding place in the outside world.
Click, click.
In the whole empty unmanned middle school, only Founder's footsteps were alone, empty, quiet and gloomy. Soon after, the figure of Founder appeared on the playground and walked to a building beside the playground.
"Just hide in the playground of Sixth Middle School?"
"With such an obvious position, why did the people in the Special Operations Department not find Han Peng?"
It stands to reason that the Sixth Middle School has already become the focus of attention. It is estimated that even a fly flies in, but cannot escape the surveillance of the Special Operations Department.
Not to mention what is the most dangerous place is the safest, that is, TV series deliberately weaken the logic in order to force the plot.
Founder, with doubts and perplexity, could not help but walk lightly and approached the building silently.
"Ok?"
"Sports equipment room?"
At the moment, the door was hidden, and the voices of the two children were faintly heard from the sports equipment room.
"Or Han Peng, you have a way to think of snatching Lan Lan's snacks and using the girls' snacks to seduce the wild cat who just finished the kitten."
Founder was stunned, is Shen Wenle's voice?
"Complete this last step, you should be able to make a successful set of cards Shen Wenle you said?"
Immediately afterwards, the childish voice of the second junior high school student from the sports equipment room seemed to be Han Peng in Shen Wenle's mouth?
Founder is looking for the missing person!
That nightmare carrier!