Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

This is the name he remembered by accident when he entered the mountain for the first time.

He didn't know the meaning of the name, but his brain consciously remembered it for him.

He can't forget it no matter what, it seems that somewhere deep in his memory, this name has some special meaning.

For some reason, as soon as he saw the mirror, he subconsciously called out the name.

All the voices in his ears stopped suddenly when he called out that name, even the low and strange voice in the mobile phone stopped, and the surrounding was as quiet as a fake world.

It was very similar to his experience of going to the swimming pool. He couldn't hear anything in his ears, only the sound of his own heart beating.

A black light pierced through the phone's tempered film, fell steadily on the ground, slowly condensed into a human shape, and finally revealed his appearance - very much like Guan Yi.

Ding Mu couldn't believe it, and another voice in his subconscious told him that this was real, and it was something you were familiar with.

The man smiled at him with that face, and asked him, "Why haven't you forgotten me?"

Ding Mu was in a trance for a while looking at that appearance, and always felt deep in his memory that someone seemed to have said this to him.

He didn't remember having such a friend or acquaintance, but he had to admit that this scene was very familiar.

"Where have I met you?" Ding Mu asked.

"You?" Er Dongchen burst out laughing, as if he heard some extremely funny joke, he laughed until tears came out, wiped it twice, and replied: "Maybe it was in the previous life."

Ding Mu wanted to say that he wasn't joking, but this man's expression was too serious to look like he was joking.

Made it look like real.

"Do you want to go out?" Er Dongchen asked him.

"Go out?" Ding Mu wanted to ask him, go out, where are you going?Where do you go?

"Or...do you also want to stay in Yinshan?" After he finished speaking, he started to laugh again, out of breath, but this kind of laughter was not the weird and unreasonable laughter he heard just now. Vicious laughter, so he was not frightened by this inexplicable person.

"Stay in Yinshan? How do you say that?" Ding Mu asked subconsciously.

Erdong Chen laughed so hard that he couldn't answer, he just raised his hand, and while Ding Mu wasn't paying attention, he slashed at the back of his neck!

Losing consciousness is only a momentary thing.

When Ding Mu woke up, it was still dark outside. He touched the back of his aching neck, feeling that there was something wrong.

Everything in the dormitory was no different from before he passed out.

But this feeling of familiarity and strangeness made him a little dazed. He remembered what happened before he passed out, and he always felt that there was something wrong with this dormitory.

Not only this dormitory, but the entire site has a bit of a problem.

Ever since he came to this site, he has become easily fainted and his mind is easily affected.

He didn't know what was going on.

Is he too weak?

He sat up slowly leaning against the wall, and saw the short knife in his hand. He subconsciously picked up the knife and slowly pulled it away. The blade was bright and glaring. This knife...

He was suddenly shocked, and his chaotic state of mind seemed to be severely cut by this knife!

Pull the clouds to see the sun, and the light of the clouds first appears.

When he thought of what had just happened, he felt chills running down his spine, and the cold sweat soaked through his shirt, sticking to his body, and the sweat evaporated, taking away the heat from his body and bringing him endless fear.

He is not called "Ding Cheng" at all. "Ding Cheng" is a pseudonym given to him by Guan Yi. He followed Guan Yi from outside the mountain to make gold. He is Guan Yi's teammate. He has never lived in Yinshan. , he is not from Yinshan either.

Has the Yinshan influence on people already reached this level?

When he recalled the state of the past few days, he always felt that he did not feel this level of influence at the last site—as if he was in a deep dream and could not escape.

The chaotic experience of the previous two days was indeed like a misty dream.

"Hey, are you awake?" Guan Yi pushed the door open and came in with a bowl in his hand, "If you don't wake up, I'll have to pour cold water on you. What's going on? Why did you faint for no reason? Did you have low blood sugar?"

This familiar language, the exact same intonation, and the exact same events that happened on the same day!

Ding Mu didn't answer, but just hid the knife in his hand and slowly prepared to get out of bed.

The Guan Yi in front of him quickly stretched out his hand to help him, emphasizing while supporting him: "I can't eat so little in the future, you see you don't have much meat, once you grab it..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked down in disbelief—a dagger was stably inserted into his chest.

The phone made a vibrating sound of "buzz".

"Ding Cheng..." He looked at Ding Mu with disappointed and sad eyes.

Ding Mu was still a little uncertain at first, but he didn't feel relieved until he saw that the opponent had no bleeding wound at all and the expression Guan Yi would never make. change!

The skin of the person in front of him quickly shriveled and dehydrated, revealing his original appearance, and fell to the ground.

He presented a state of mummification, looking hideous and terrifying.

Ding Mu endured his nausea and pulled out the knife.