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Seeing that I had stopped, the festering Zhang Shan immediately braked and walked over to me. I didn't dare let him get close. I pointed my right hand at him. My throat was rumbling, but I couldn't utter a single word. But the look of horror on his face was obvious.

When the rotten Zhang Shan saw me like this, he didn't say a word and placed his right index finger in his mouth. Crack!

I tried my best to dodge, but it was a pity that my physical strength was still inferior to Zhang Shan's. Moreover, he retreated and caught up to me within two steps, and stabbed a finger into my forehead.

I closed my eyes as I thought, "It's over. It seems like I'll have to end it here today. It's so rotten that I didn't feel anything. Otherwise, just the pain would have cost me my life …"

Wait, does it hurt? That shouldn't be the case. After all, it didn't hurt to rot at all, so who would believe that? I once again opened my eyes and saw Zhang Shan standing in front of me, unharmed, with a red dot as thick as a finger on his forehead.

"To think that you are still a Palmprint Holder, able to hit such a low level illusion. If word of this were to spread, people would definitely laugh their teeth off!" Zhang Shan seriously scolded me.

I found a bloodstain on his right index finger, but it didn't go away. I was relieved. There was no time to say anything, and this was not the time to ask questions. We paused and ran again. Water began to seep out of the walls of the passageway, and the light from the lamps shined on it, making it look blue.

"Wait!" Zhang Shan suddenly called out to me, and the water that was seeping out had already congregated into a circle in the middle of the path.

He crouched down, scooped up a puddle of water, and slowly stood up again. I moved closer to take a look. The blue ink was actually quite cohesive, like mercury. It continuously crowded together, changing its shape. In less than half a minute, the handful of blue ink in Zhang Shan's hand slowly condensed into a fixed shape, a bit like — — Frog.

"I'm talking about what? Dream Return Toad!" Zhang Shan cried out in fear, throwing away the things in his hands, he pointed forward and bellowed: "Quick, rush out of this path, if not, we will both be here today!"

I already recognized that this thing was the toad that was puffing smoke at me in the passage earlier, but I did not feel that it was scary at all.

"Caw …" "Caw …" There were already a few cries coming from the passageway. When Zhang Shan saw all these things, he was even more nervous than if he had met Corpse Supporting Spell. Along the way, countless blue toads were trampled by us. Once they were trampled on, they were like broken balloons, releasing purple smoke and dissipating with it. Fortunately, we kept moving forward, and before the purple smoke could dissipate, we were left behind.

Finally, after passing through a ventilation hole as thick as a person's wrist above his head, the number of blue dots in the tunnel started to decrease. After running a few more steps, the toads had completely disappeared.

"Phew!" "That was close!" Zhang Shan exhaled a long breath and sat on the ground.

"Are those toads scary?" I was free, so I took the time to ask him.

"It's not like you've never been sprayed before. Don't you understand?" Zhang Shan looked at me with slanted eyes as he gasped for breath. One is nothing, at most I'll let you pass out for a while, tens of thousands, how long do you think you can stay unconscious for? Before you wake up, I'm afraid you will have already starved to death. "

"Starved to death …" This term sounds a little familiar, but before I could think about it further, Zhang Shan continued, "This time, the Dream Toad is the guardian of the Profound Gate. The smoke they exhaled wasn't just limited to making people faint. What you saw and encountered during your coma were things that had truly happened. In the past, there were many people who raised this item at home, and used it to investigate past events and to search for the truth. But what happens in a coma is real, and will cause many people to die in it. "Furthermore, it will be very difficult to raise them. In the end, the number of people who use them will decrease …"

"It's that magical?" After listening to Zhang Shan's explanation, I became a lot more interested in this little thing.

"God? As I said, this thing is the guardian of the Profound Gate. Passing through them is equivalent to passing through the Profound Gate. In other words, we are no longer in the mortal world, but in the — hell. " Zhang Shan deliberately dragged out the last two words, causing goosebumps to appear all over my body.

"No …" It can't be? "Then what should we do now?" I hastily turned around to look. The pitch black tunnel continued to stretch forward. I didn't find anything different from before.

"The path of the Netherworld, there will be no return. We have to go back immediately. " Zhang Shan rested enough, he supported himself up with his knees.

"When we go back, we will still have a chance against the Corpse Supporting Spell. In here, we are just mortals. Before long, many things will be attracted by our smell and you will be unable to leave even if you want. "

"Can you take me with you?" A voice that sounded a little nervous came from behind us.

"Who is it!" I immediately turned around to look, while Zhang Shan took the initiative to block in front of me and raised the submachine gun in his hand.

A figure approached from the darkness of the passage. It was a handsome boy, eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a blue down jacket and a pair of old jeans and a pair of new white sneakers. If placed outside, it would be a typical image of a university student.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Hiding behind Zhang Shan, I started talking about my own lines.

"Other than the two of us, is there any other living beings here?" Without waiting for the boy to reply, Zhang Shan stopped me in my tracks.

"Please, take me away! I've been locked up here for fifteen years and have been guarding the door every day just for the sake of someone with a good heart to take me out. " The boy felt like he was about to cry. He wanted to walk forward, but when he saw Zhang Shan's vigilant eyes and the black gun muzzle, he stepped back.

"A kind-hearted person? Oh, I'm not, don't wear a high hat. Since you are already dead, why should you stay here and return to the mortal world? Did I let you go out to harm people? " Zhang Shan did not hold back, and coldly said to the boy.

"I'm not going to die a violent death. I have the right to go back!" The boy straightened up and called to us.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a judge, and he's not the King of Hell. We can't say for sure about this matter." After Zhang Shan finished speaking, he pulled me back.

"I really won't lie to you. Not only will I not harm anyone when I go out, I can even save them. Please help me!" The boy no longer cared about Zhang Shan's expression and quickly walked towards us.

"Pah!" A gunshot rang out and the boy was shot in the left side of his chest, revealing a black spot. Instantly, the black spot quickly spread out. In just a few seconds, it had burned out a palm-sized area. The boy's expression was pained, but he bit his lips without making a sound.

"If you think you can beat Palmprint Holder, come over." Zhang Shan raised the gun and looked at the ghost in front of him with disdain.

The boy's expression became even more unsightly. She carefully asked us, "You are …" Palmprint Holder? "

Zhang Shan used his chin and pointed to the left side of the boy's chest. "What do you think? "If not, how could an ordinary submachine gun injure you to this extent?"

I am confused, I didn't see what this guy wanted from me, even his submachine gun can kill ghosts, obviously this does not come from my Palmprint Holder's power.

The boy lowered his head and thought about it for a moment. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he looked up at us and said, "If I can't leave here today, I'd rather die in your hands!" After that, without waiting for Zhang Shan's response, he slowly walked towards us.

Zhang Shan didn't bother being polite at all with him, he raised his hand and shot another round at the boy's left leg. Similarly, the bullet that hit the boy's body also quickly spread. But the boy only frowned and did not stop.

"It's hopeless!" "After Zhang Shan spat those words, he raised the gun up to his eyes and aimed it at the boy's heart." Since you want to do this, I'll grant your wish! "

"Pah!" After the noise, the boy stood watching us in a daze. However, Zhang Shan's gun was aimed diagonally upwards, so this shot didn't hit any part of the boy's body.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Shan turned his head and scolded me in a low voice.

"Do you have the heart to do it?" The first thing I did to Zhang Shan caused dissatisfaction from the bottom of my heart.

"Remember! Don't talk about feelings with ghosts, they don't have any! " Zhang Shan was probably afraid that the boy would see that we were at odds, so he took advantage of the opportunity and whispered to me without moving his mouth.

I knew exactly what he meant, but since I had decided to find out, I was not afraid that the boy would see through it. So I raised my voice, stared at Zhang Shan and said: "Although we don't know what's going on, but since he threw caution to the wind, can't you give him a chance to explain? Yes! We are the Palmprint Holder, but should we just kill the innocent? Although you did so, no one can say anything to you, and there is no law binding you. But as a human being, a person of flesh and blood should always put human emotions first! instead of doing this double standard multiple standard. If there was a living person in front of you right now, would you still do this? " After I said this much in one breath, I looked at Zhang Shan without blinking.

Zhang Shan's gaze at me became sharper and sharper, and just when I felt like it was going to explode, he suddenly retracted his aura. He turned to the boy and said, "I'll give you two minutes. If you can convince me, maybe your request will be met. If you can't, please feel free to go back, and don't make things difficult for me. " After saying that, he sat on the floor, leaned against a wall, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Alright! I'm willing to give it a try. " The boy clearly had the upper hand in his desire to get out. He continued, "I'm going out to save someone. She's my girlfriend!"

"That's it? No more? " Zhang Shan did not even open his eyes, as he squeezed out these words from the corner of his mouth. If there is no more, we will be leaving. Sorry, your reasons are not enough to convince me. "

"My girlfriend is dead too, we're going to die in this dugout!" the boy added quickly.

Zhang Shan opened his eyes and stood up. He looked at the boy and said: "What does this have to do with me? "Let's go." He pulled me to turn around.

"You won't be able to leave this dugout without me! Furthermore, without me, my girlfriend would only harm you and wouldn't help you if she met you! " The boy followed, talking behind him.

"Don't threaten me! That's what I'm not afraid of the most when I'm young! " Zhang Shan suddenly turned around and pressed the gun barrel against the boy's forehead, shouting at him.