The Passion of Senior Brother Gao Leng

Li Hechen watched the man slowly open the scroll. At this moment, his body was suddenly hugged from behind, and he was dragged into the side of the corridor. In an instant, a wonderful green light burst into the hall, illuminating the corridor wall through the half-open door.

And it was none other than Ling Han who dragged Li Hechen away!

Ling Han grabbed Li Hechen's body and fell to the ground. The two of them were too terrified to make any sound for a while, but watched the green light fade from blazing to gradually.

What happened in the theater hall?

Li Hechen looked at Ling Han, he sat up and crawled towards the door, wanting to see what was going on in the hall.

When he looked through the gap in the door, he was surprised to find that those people who were kneeling in the hall were "pull" out of their clothes at this moment, and were pulled out by an unknown force. It was twisted into a slender stick shape, like those piled up tables and chairs, standing in the hall, looking at the strong bodies twisted into sticks, they should be dead, their blood was not scattered randomly, but gathered On the stage, together with the actor's corpse, they formed a very regular diverging shape.

Is the magic map turned on? !Has this place become similar to the purgatory of Yunzong ten years later?

The man who opened the magic map was lying on his back on the floor under the stage. He didn't seem to have changed much. The magic map fell not far from him, but the map automatically returned to a closed scroll.

The magic map has not been opened!

Li Hechen said in his heart.

No, maybe it was just a seam opened and then closed again, which caused the change in the hall!

The man slowly opened his eyes at this time, his costume seemed to be destroyed because of the mutation just now, when he sat up, the clothes on his upper body were said to have turned into colored dust.

"My magic map..." He moaned, trying to grab the magic map that was only an arm away from him, but——his arms turned into two soft and short fleshy balls.

"My hand... my hand..." He finally discovered the terrible fact.

When he writhed and screamed, the clothes on his lower body were also shattered, exposing his slender legs that were tightly twisted together, inseparable like twists.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"It seems that you are not the one who can open the magic map." A voice that impressed Li Hechen came out!

It's the one wrapped in black mist!

That's right!it's him!

I saw him crawling out from the place where the blood gathered, just like the first time Li Hechen saw him, covered in surging black mist!

"Help me! I don't want to become like this!" The man in costume struggled and twisted his body.

"The magic map has given up on you, you are not the one to open it. I have already given you a chance, and you wasted it." The man of the black mist finally stretched out a hand from the mist, and that hand was real. Hands, just, skinless, rotten.

"The magic map took away my skin, turned me into this, and trapped me forever at the moment when the magic map was about to open, but didn't open it. I guide those who have the qualifications to open the magic map—— Those who have the soul fragments of saints, yet you all let me down like this. Ming Po, I gave you so many things, but you still let me down!" The man of black mist touched the man with his rotten hands His chin said, "Obviously you are the most perfect one, you inherited the appearance of a saint. I even gave you the fragments of other people, and gave you a chance to go back to the past and try again, but you still failed."

Li Hechen suddenly understood something - the things he experienced now were completely different from what he remembered, because at the same time, there was a so-called reincarnated person like himself who returned to the past and tried to find the magic map!

That is the mutated man named Ming Po in the hall!

"It seems that I want to find the next one, the next one, the next one." The man of black mist sighed.

"Help me..." Ming Po cried bitterly.

The man of the black mist ignored his pleading, grabbed his hair and dragged him to the stage.

"Wait a minute!" Li Hechen suddenly pushed open the door, and a voice came from upstairs: "I am also the one you gave me the opportunity to go back to the past and do it again! Do you remember!!"

"Li Hechen, of course I remember you, you are one of my many candidates." The man in the black mist giggled strangely, "During the time you were in, someone foolishly got the magic map first and missed The timing of the opening of the magic map, so I gave you the same opportunity to let you go back in time."

"Then can you answer a few questions for me?!" Li Hechen "walked" to the fence with his knees, staring at the humanity of the black mist below, "Maybe I can help you open the magic map again. See if I am The person you have been looking for, who can open the magic map."

"The magic map can only be opened once every ten years." The humanity of the black mist said, "Ming Po wasted the best opportunity. Just like Ling Han you saw ten years ago. However, I can answer your question, for Let you understand that you must be the first to open the magic map ten years later, otherwise you will end up like a ghost."