In the dark world, Yang Xuming felt that his body was constantly shattering and reorganizing.

But the strange thing is that he can't feel any pain.

It's just that the experience of clearly feeling the body shattered, reorganized, and then shattered is too terrifying.

In such a weird and peculiar state, he didn't know how long he stayed.

Finally, he felt his body returned to normal and no longer shattered.

However, in the darkness, he couldn't see anything, couldn't touch anything.

It feels like the whole person is suspended in the dark and cold universe, not up to the sky, not down to the ground, and illusory.

But soon, this feeling disappeared.

Yang Xuming felt a strong suction, and his body was sucked past without resistance.

It seems that there is a black hole in front of it that is devouring everything.

By his side, ghosts seemed to flash one after another, and they were also sucked into the black hole with him.

Those ghosts were a little familiar and a little strange, and the most unbelievable thing was that he saw a red sedan chair swiftly passing by.

At that moment, Yang Xuming's spirits shook suddenly, and he was shocked to wake up from that kind of haunting state.

What's so special... Miss Wang's family really isn't dead?

Yang Xuming settled down and wanted to see clearly, but found that he had already seen the red sedan chair beside him.

On the contrary, a familiar figure suddenly passed by.

That is... Ying Sixue?

Yang Xuming watched the girl with a dull expression flying by, subconsciously grabbing the other's hand.

Then, the two were sucked into the darkness at the same time...

The icy snowflakes fell on Yang Xuming's shoulders.

He stood in the courtyard in a daze, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, and then he suddenly returned to his senses.

This... is he back out of the chessboard again?

Yang Xuming subconsciously squeezed the sword in his hand.

But this time, the courtyard was empty, and no ghosts could be seen.

The withered old locust tree stood silently in the corner of the courtyard.

The twisted tree trunk, like a worm about to stiff and die, is ugly and weird.

On the chessboard under the tree, black and white are distinct.

However, there is no longer a player and a ghost before the game.

In Yang Xuming's field of vision, he could only see a figure sitting in front of the chessboard with his back facing him.

On the opposite side of the chessboard, the old ghost of the Wang family was never seen again.

In the small courtyard under the snow, there was only this young man sitting there pale and stiff, like a stone sculpture.

Yang Xuming was a little surprised.

"Lin Zongli?"

He yelled.

However, the young man sitting there did not respond, and the other person still sat there motionless.

Instead, behind Yang Xuming, a sigh sounded.

"Don't shout, it can't hear it."

Yang Xuming remembers this voice deeply, this is Lin Zongli's voice!

However, Yang Xuming was about to turn around, but found that a cold and strange force controlled his body, making him unable to move.

He could only stand stiffly, looking at the back of the stiff seat under the withered locust tree in disbelief, unable to move.

The voice behind Yang Xuming spoke again.

"The appearance of a life-threatening ghost disrupted my plan."

"Now that the game is reset, we are back to the original point again."

"But this time, the situation is very dangerous."

"The life killer from the blood river is destroying everything here."

"And its destruction has already affected the blood coffin in the depths of Wangjiabao."

"If the things in the blood coffin wake up, all of you will die."

"So... I hope you can do me a favor and help yourself at the same time."

Behind Yang Xuming, the voice belonging to Lin Zongli slowly said, "Go to the depths of Wangjiapu, find the blood coffin, and close the loose coffin lid completely."

"Only in this way can the things in the blood coffin be prevented from waking up."

Lin Zongli's voice said a terrible task.

Yang Xuming was very fond of hearing.

"Go to the depths of Wangjiapu? Find the blood coffin there? Prevent the headless female corpse from crawling out?"

The difficulty of this task is too high!

"Are you sure there are no other ghosts in there? Those ghosts of the Wang family won't smile at me when they see me!"

Yang Xuming asked, "Or you can guarantee that I won't encounter other ghosts when I enter?"

After Yang Xuming asked the question, he was silent for a few seconds behind him.

After a long time, Lin Zongli's voice sounded again.

"I try my best."

After speaking, a cold and stiff hand patted Yang Xuming's shoulder gently.

Yang Xuming hadn't reacted yet, and a huge suction suddenly came.

He seemed to be sucked into the whirlpool, and the whole world was spinning around.

The last thing I heard was Lin Zongli's soft sigh.

"Beware of blood..."

Yang Xuming did not hear the latter words.

The darkness swallowed him directly.

Yang Xuming was stunned.

Watch out for blood?

Be careful of blood? !

Hello! This sister Lin, don't talk half way!

What is the last key sentence?

Watch out for blood? Watch out for the blood coffin? Watch out for the killer in Blood River? Still be careful about other things?

Yang Xuming appeared in the dark cornfield with a tangled face, speechless.

The sky above my head was dark and weird, and I couldn't see anything.

In the waist-high cornfield, there is no sight in the distance.

He seemed to have entered a stand-alone game, surrounded by the fog of war.

But he could still see the two girls standing next to Yang Xuming.

Lin Qiu, and Ying Sixue.

While Yang Xuming looked at Ying Sixue, Ying Sixue was also looking at him.

The hands of the two are holding tightly together.

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere was cold for a moment.

Ying Sixue just coughed and said, "Is it easy to touch?"

Yang Xuming instantly released his hand like an electric shock, with a look of embarrassment, "I...I didn't mean it."

Ying Sixue sighed, with a calm face, "Look at your twisty look, as if you have never touched a woman's hand. Are you not an old driver with a girlfriend? This kind of thing should be familiar to you. Right? As for the reaction so big?"

Yang Xuming looked embarrassed, "Sister! The situation is critical and I don't have time to listen to your cold jokes!"

Ying Sixue froze for a moment, "Huh? The situation is critical? Didn't we just recover? What happened?"

Yang Xuming looked at Lin Qiu who was aside, but saw that Lin Qiu was also at a loss, obviously he didn't understand the situation.

Looks like Lin Zongli has found him?

Yang Xuming quickly said what Lin Zongli had just said to him painfully, and Ying Sixue was completely confused.

"Go to Wangjiapu to find the blood coffin?"

She looked at Yang Xuming in disbelief, "After you hear such a request, the first question is not where the blood coffin is, but whether there are ghosts in it... Do you think there will be no ghosts in Wangjiabao? "