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Was that a dream or a reality? If it was a dream, when did I wake up? If it was reality, what had just happened couldn't be combined with the current environment at all.

"That guy left. Turn on the lights." Zhang Shan patted me and took his hand away.

Then, a bright light shone from behind him. At this moment, I felt something hard against my waist. Reaching out to touch it, I discovered that it was a lamp battery. My heart was even more confused.

"Let's go!" Zhang Shan stood up.

"Where to?" I suddenly jumped from one thing to another, unable to connect my thoughts in a short time.

"Take the other way!" No matter what it was? If you can't find the Corpse Supporting Spell today, you're dead for sure! " Zhang Shan then walked towards the cave entrance beside him.

My mind is in a mess right now. What happened just now almost made my brain explode, so I could only follow Zhang Shan while thinking. Before I entered the cave, I remembered that mysterious "first passage". Turning around to take a look, Zhang Xuan had already lost sight of him in the endless darkness.

The passageway here was extremely smooth. After walking for less than five minutes, they arrived at another three-way intersection. However, there were clear signs at the entrance. The tunnels on both sides led to two larger locations, and the one in the middle pointed straight to the second level. Without any hesitation, we advanced further along the middle passage.

After walking for about 10 minutes, I found a new problem. Although this passageway was marked as the second level underground, after walking for almost a kilometer, the passageway still extended straight ahead without the slightest inclination of slanting downwards. I was about to tell Zhang Shan about it, but when I moved closer, I could faintly hear Zhang Shan mumbling something.

"What did you say?" I dare to pat Zhang Shan's back.

"Don't rush..." "Got it, I just have to follow you!" Zhang Shan was still speaking in a daze, but this sentence was a little too loud, and reached my ears.

I was even more confused. I wanted to go forward and take a look, but Zhang Shan's huge body had covered the entire tunnel. No matter how I pulled, he didn't even look back.

This time, I gradually realized the severity of the problem. Ignoring Zhang Shan's reaction, I forcefully pushed him aside and looked forward. When I took a look, I immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. Just two to three meters in front of us was a girl with short, dyed yellow hair and a red blouse wearing jeans. She was emitting a black aura as she faced us.

The girl had a strange expression. The corner of her mouth slightly tilted, revealing a pair of pure white teeth. There was not a single trace of white in her black eyes, and under the glare of the powerful lamp, there was no reflection at all.

Although I haven't figured out what was supposed to have happened in the sixties, I'm pretty sure this girl is not the same as she was forty years ago. And before us, no one would have the leisure to come to this dark place, let alone a girl dressed in such fashionable clothes.

Looking at Zhang Shan's current expression, he was obviously confused by her, his eyes stared straight ahead, his lips slightly opened, and some saliva even spilled from the corner of his mouth. He did not even know how to wipe it.

"Who are you?" I shouted to the girl behind Zhang Shan.

The girl did not care about my question, and only blinked at me mischievously, and continued to lead Zhang Shan forward.

In that instant, I felt dizzy, and my thoughts seemed to stop for a moment. The girl smiled eerily, as if there was a huge magic within her that made me want to follow her, an irresistible force rising up from the depths of my heart.

My thoughts were being swallowed little by little, but I didn't have a single way out of this confinement.

Finally, just as I was about to lose consciousness, I suddenly felt a burning sensation spread from my right wrist to my whole body. It was this unbearable heat that pulled my thoughts back. In the darkness, it was as if my entire right arm was burning, and the flames even filled a space of five meters around me.

"Ya!" The first thing I heard when I woke up was the girl screaming into my eardrums, and I felt myself relax. And with a scream, the girl shot back into the darkness and vanished in front of us. At the same time, the surrounding space was constantly twisting and changing.

After about ten seconds, the scene in front of him finally stopped. I discovered that Zhang Shan was standing facing a wall and his hand had already reached into the stone wall. He quickly pulled it out for him.

Zhang Shan sat on the ground like a deflated ball, gasping for air.

"How are you?" I could clearly see that Zhang Shan's back was already drenched in sweat. It was evident how much his consciousness struggled when it was under control.

Zhang Shan waved his hands, and did not say anything. After a long while, when he had rested enough, he took out a rectangular piece of chewing gum from his inside pocket. It was dark, and could not be seen under the light. Soon, there was …

Gum caught fire, and the white smoke that came with it gradually surrounded us, fixed for a while, and then dispersed.

Zhang Shan took out the bottle of mineral water he bought earlier and unscrewed the cap. He downed it in one gulp, and after taking a few breaths, he stood up again. He turned to me and said, "Damn it! I haven't fought since the liberation of Zhengzhou! This dugout is really strange, how can there be so many unclean things! "I didn't even try to guard against them. I nearly fell into their trap!"

While I was still in a daze, Zhang Shan took out the compass and calculated his current position. After a moment, he turned around and asked me seriously, "How long have we been walking down this path?"

"About ten minutes." I didn't understand what he meant, so I answered honestly.

"Are you sure there's no crossroads or secret door?" Zhang Shan asked again.

"Why did you ask me about the way you took me? At least until now, we have been walking in a straight line without turning around. " I've been so shocked since I came in that I'm numb with fright, I replied calmly.

"That shouldn't be the case …" Zhang Shan's face became even uglier. "When I entered this corridor, I calculated the direction and direction. Now, it seems that we have deviated almost three miles to the west."

I was surprised. "What did you say?" "That's impossible, the straight passageway doesn't have a single angle, how could it be that far off!"

Of course I don't believe that three miles is fifteen hundred meters. We walked slowly for safety's sake. Even if we walked straight ahead, we wouldn't be able to go that far in ten minutes, much less take a detour. After I finished speaking, I looked back, wanting to refute Zhang Shan's words.

However, when I turned around, I was stunned – a few meters behind me was a grey-green brick wall. The road that we had taken to get here was long gone.

I was completely dumbfounded. Could it be that we came through the wall?

Zhang Shan's reaction was slightly faster than mine, he anxiously turned around and looked, under the light, an unexplainable scene, actually appeared in front of us. Five meters in front of us, there was actually a green and grey brick wall blocking our way.

We were actually trapped in a sealed passageway that was around ten meters long!

"This... "How is this possible!?" I murmured to myself. It was reasonable to say that the road ahead was blocked, but there was no trace of the road they had come from. No matter how hard they tried, they could not explain it.

Zhang Shan did not believe it. He walked straight to the front, and started knocking on the door with the Mountain Splitting Saber, trying to find some useful clues. After a while, he came back to me and sat down on the ground. Leaning against the wall, he said helplessly, "This is so damn weird. Don't tell me we brothers belong to the Pangolin and came here to do our work?"

I could only smile wryly. This joke was indeed cold. To be able to make us walk like this, it could be said that no one from the ancient times will ever come again. Were the walls made of ghosts that kept us between each other?

"Phantom …" I kept thinking about those three words. I kept thinking that there seemed to be something more accurate in place of the word, but I just couldn't think of it. However, there was another thing that appeared in his memory:

One year, when I was very young, my uncle's mother was very ill, and the old man was looking forward to another look at his son with his eyes closed. So the telegram went to Zhengzhou, saying that it was eager for him to go home and see you again.

Many families in those days didn't even have a telephone, let alone a taxi. Fortunately, his eldest uncle's hometown wasn't too far away, less than 200 kilometers away from Zhengzhou. Coincidentally, Uncle and Uncle had just bought a new Honda 125. The telegram had come in the afternoon, and when it arrived, the family had arranged for Uncle Uncle to take the motorcycle home first, and Aunt and Brother and Sister to take the morning bus home.

First uncle calculated the amount of gasoline he would need along the way, and then he took a small oil drum to fill it up with spare oil. Then he set off alone. The roads of that era were not easy to traverse, but even at a normal speed of sixty kilometers, one could still reach their destination in more than three hours.

Fortunately, his uncle wasn't someone who didn't care about anything when he was in a hurry. He started at 5: 30 a.m. and continued to travel at a speed of 70 km/h. The faster the road was, the slower the road conditions would be.

It was the end of summer then, and it was quite late at night. Before the sun went down, uncle had already covered more than half of the distance, because there were no street lights on the road after dark. Actually, it was only a matter of twenty minutes before the sun set. After it was dark, his uncle turned on the lights and slowed down as he continued to head home.

Those who had travelled through the night knew that, especially in the countryside, if there was no moon, it would be as dark as ink. Even if the headlights were to shine through, they wouldn't be able to see more than a few dozen meters out.

There was no moonlight that night, so Uncle had to leave home about twenty kilometers when he came out of the last county. Although the road was difficult, half an hour was more than enough.

However, after walking for almost an hour, uncle still hadn't seen the entrance to the village.

After running for another ten minutes or so, the last of the spare gas was almost used up. Eldest Uncle finally saw the giant locust tree at the village entrance. Under the tree, hung a huge artillery shell. This was what the village had once used as a meeting for the villagers. Now that there was a broadcast, it was no longer used. However, as the symbol and symbol of the history of the village, it was protected by everyone.