A Dream in Ten Years of Shahai Colleagues

"Wow, this Gutongjing is actually a parking lot."

After they got rid of Garu's control, they plunged into the water and became unconscious. When they woke up again, they found that they had reached their destination.

The sand in this ancient Tongjing is white, completely different from the yellow sand outside, and there is no wind in the whole environment.

"It shouldn't be that Fengshen's work is not good enough," Li Cuo whispered to the truck.

After they came in, they found these trucks, and then they found the mummy in that truck. In order to find clues, they moved all the mummy out.

Or maybe out of good intentions, Wu Xie and Wang Meng buried all the mummies under the sand.

"What's going on here, why didn't a wandering soul see it?"

It's too strange. Under normal circumstances, there should be no ghosts visiting this place. If there are no ghosts, then all these wandering spirits should be here. It's too strange that there is not one now.

"There's something weird about this place."

The ghost Caitou's voice suddenly rang in Li Cu's ears, and it was only then that he remembered that there were still a bunch of ghosts behind him.

"I know."

The last handful of sand was sprinkled on the Li Renbei where the mummy was buried, and Wu Xie babbled a lot to the tombstone, that is, some things to keep safe. Listening to those Li Cuo, he suddenly felt that this old man must not be like this before Yes, he must have been tricked by his teammates.

"Li Tuo"

"Um"

"Hey, don't run around."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the child. The child squatted on the ground facing the tombstone in a daze for a long time. He suddenly felt that the child might not be able to bear such a great pressure mentally. Yes, after all, he is still a child.

Just when Wu Xie finished speaking these words to the children, their feet were changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Below...there is something below... Wang... Wang, run!"

"What! Wu Xie! Wu Xie! Get on the truck! There's something down there!"

As soon as Li Cu finished shouting, Wang Meng's feet were entangled by that thing, and the python-like thing dragged his feet into the sand.

"Wang Meng! Catch me!"

Wu Xie took a knife to chop the long vine, but before he could cut it, his feet were bound.

"Wu Xie! Wu Xie!"

"You go!"

Seeing that Wu Xie was going to be unable to hold on anymore, Li Cuo pulled him up along the place where he was being dragged, but it was still a step too late.

Both of them were dragged into the sand, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Wu Xie, don't die!"

Li Cu was flustered, this was the second time he had been in the desert, the last time was in Su Rige's inn, when he was pulling bugs for Wu Xie, the second time was now.

This is a feeling he hasn't had for tens of thousands of years as a ghost king. What's wrong with him?

"Wang...he's fine."

"……I know."

There is a connection between ghosts and ghosts. Li Cu can feel that Wu Xie is not dead, but he can't feel where he is.

"Isn't this Gutongjing set up with a big enchantment?"