Chapter 49: A Single Corpse Bone

  "Can't you two stop quarreling?" Xiao Bo turned back and scolded them, "We've already reached the edge of the forest now, everyone be vigilant and stay close to the team."

  "Thin sister, you said if we really went to that 'yin' place, can the few of us still be called 'human'?" The one walking in front, Huang Mao, turned his head and asked with a pretended calm tone, trying to cover up his own tension.

  Xiao Bo listened and smiled: "Humans and ghosts are actually not much different, humans just have one more breath of life than ghosts."

  At this time, I didn't feel anything was wrong, while talking and walking in, Jason and the old professor had already started a conversation. I walked behind them, only hearing Jason ask the old professor where he saw his friend Roco. The old professor just vaguely pushed it off, saying he was only entrusted by someone else and couldn't reveal related things, and wasn't clear about the specific situation either. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Jason stopped asking too.

  I think the old professor didn't want to talk about this topic at all, and I don't know if what he said was true or not. After seeing Luo Ke, I think it's possible that it's fake.

  As we thought about this, we had already arrived at the depths of the old forest. Everyone felt a chill all around, as if even the light was gradually becoming invisible. The forest was getting darker and darker, and you couldn't see anything in front of you. No one knew where this deep and mysterious old forest led to.

  After passing through a small thicket, a piece of "dead bones" suddenly appeared in front of us. Countless white bones were stacked layer by layer, including human and animal ones, forming a shape similar to a small exercise field. It's also unknown what kind of thing threw the topmost dead bones there.

  What terrified me was that among the white bones, there were clusters of greenish ghost fires flickering in the gaps between them, as if they were about to jump out and pounce on people at any moment. When a person's eyes saw them, their body would involuntarily break out in goosebumps.

  At this moment, the trees in the bush suddenly moved, and the leaves rustled. A desolate and discordant voice rose up, humming a low, mournful tune, like a soft sobbing, yet also like a sickly moaning: sometimes frantic, sometimes sorrowfully singing in a low voice.

  Come back soon, don't be late again.

  Your soul has been taken away by ghosts, how can you still be alive!

  Come back, your soul.

  Listen to my song, and I'll drive away your demons for you.

  Come back soon, don't be late again.

  The soul has been taken into the grave, how can you still be alive?

  Come back, your soul.

  Listen to my song, and I'll drive away your demons for you.

  This singing style can't even determine whether the singer is human or a ghost?

  "What the hell is he singing?" Yu Gang couldn't help but ask after shaking his body.

  "It's a summoning melody." The old professor's face suddenly sank, and he said cautiously: "This sound is to guide the way. If you want to go to the underworld, you must follow it."

  I saw him so certain, I was very puzzled, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "In all these years, have you guys sent someone here? Otherwise, how did you know this sound is to guide the way?"

  It wasn't until then that the old professor, seemingly aware that I wouldn't give up, reluctantly spoke up and said: "Two years ago, after that American returned, we followed in their footsteps, but due to many reasons, we never completed the 'Yin' interval."

  The conversation stopped here, the old professor seemed unwilling to talk about this issue, he gave me a look and said urgently: "Hurry up, the thick fog is coming soon, if we get caught in it, we'll become another pile of white bones on that dead land."

  Everyone who heard this was shocked and it turned out that the white bones were caused by the legendary man-eating fog in their village.

  But what I was thinking in my heart was that this old man had hidden many things, they had already come here two years ago, and Tang Guangze and Huang Daxian didn't know about it at all. How many identities does the old professor have?

  Thinking of this, all of us quickened our pace, following the direction from which the singing voice came, and walked deeper into the old forest. The singing voice gradually became clearer, no longer vague and uncertain, but still couldn't see where the person or ghost was singing.

  They walked for a while longer, and then the sound stopped abruptly. Then they saw a small path, straight as an arrow, but couldn't see where it led to.

  "Teacher, are you sure this is the right direction? Didn't we take a wrong turn?" The one walking in front, Huang 'Mao', stopped and couldn't help but look around.

  "It shouldn't be wrong, two years ago we followed that song and walked, unless he doesn't want to lead us to the 'dark' side this time." The old professor looked at the yellow 'hair' and continued: "The one who led us to the 'dark' side last time was also this soul-calling tune."

  At this moment, everyone felt a strange feeling of oppression coming from behind, and when they turned their heads, they saw that the old forest had been silently wrapped in a thick fog.

  That fog seems to have been following us all along, and is now closing in on us from all directions.

  "Bazaar, is that what you call the fog, the man-eating fog?" Yu Gang stared at the white mist and asked Bazaar with a gulp.

  Bazaar felt a little fearful, and when he looked at the fog, it seemed as if he didn't dare to believe the scene before his eyes.

  It can be seen from his expression that it should be the fog they said, the man-eating fog. I guess he has never seen this man-eating fog before either.

  Whether it will eat people or not, we don't know either, and no one dares to take the risk.

  However, the old professor saw that white mist and his whole back stiffened. Seeing this situation, he shouted in terror: "Run quickly, run along that small path, run as far as you can."

  Others, upon hearing this, immediately disregarded everything and stepped onto the small path. I didn't have time to think much either, so I followed them in a rush. Since it was said that the fog devours people, Professor must know its ferocity.

  I rushed forward, but soon the person running in front stopped moving and stood still, refusing to take another step forward. As I caught up, I saw a hunched old woman standing under a withered old tree, wearing a strange and elaborate white "flower" skirt. Her pale face was full of sinister wrinkles, her mouth curled into an eerie smile, and her eyes were narrowed slightly. Her hands were clasped together in her sleeves, hiding something inside.

  She looked so gloomy that just one glance at her would make people dare not even breathe.

  "This is so weird." Yu Gang cursed and didn't dare take another step forward.

  The old woman stared at us motionlessly, as if scrutinizing a criminal, yet also as if waiting for someone. A moment later, the corners of her dry, cracked mouth suddenly twisted to one side, and she made an ambiguous expression towards them.

  The old professor saw this expression and his tightly tense face relaxed in an instant. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "We can go now."

  "Who is the old professor?" Yu Gang asked with great curiosity.

  "She is Basanur."

  "Who is Basanur?"

  "He's a messenger from the Yin realm." The old professor said as he grabbed my hand and rushed forward hastily, "Don't say any more, that fog will catch up with us at any moment, if we don't run now, we'll be dead."

  I just stared blankly for a moment, asked the old professor a question, and it was only about a minute or so. I suddenly found that the old woman opposite me had disappeared.

  "Old professor, she..." I pointed forward with a raised hand in surprise, wanting to tell him about this problem, but before the words could come out of my mouth, I felt my feet suddenly sink into a soft and mushy swamp. My whole body sank uncontrollably downward, and it was only then that I suddenly realized: I had fallen into the marsh.

  In an instant, some trivial things flashed in my mind, I stretched out my hand desperately and grabbed wildly, but got nothing. This is a swamp, there's no straw to clutch at.

  Suddenly, I only saw the old professor's silent face, and suddenly I realized: How can there be living people freely entering and exiting the "netherworld"? Those who can go to the "netherworld" are of course all dead.

  At this moment, my mouth is surrounded by mud, and I can no longer hear those loud cries of surprise, only the "gurgling" sound of muddy water bubbling up.

  Everyone knows the swamp, it has been soaked in water for a long time, a muddy area with dense aquatic plants, the upper part of the soil profile is peat or humus, and as soon as people get trapped, the harder they struggle, the more they sink.

  At that moment, I only thought of some things, all of which were unsolvable riddles.

  When I opened my eyes again, I was surprised that I was still alive. Turning my head, I saw Yu Gang.

  He was drenched from head to toe, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. As soon as he saw me wake up, he immediately flashed a triumphant and smug smile: "Chen Cu, I thought you were done for, don't you know how to swim? Last time it was also me who saved you, if I hadn't held onto you, who knows where the water would have swept you off to?"

  "Water?" I was taken aback: Didn't I fall into a swamp? Where did the water come from?

  Yu Gang seemed to have noticed my confusion, so he explained: "That piece of swamp land is actually being held up by a body of water. So when we sank to the bottom of the swamp, we immediately entered the water again. The fast-moving current washed away the mud on our bodies, preventing our nostrils from being clogged with mud and causing us to suffocate. Now, we've also been carried here by that current."

  "Where is this?" I immediately looked around and found myself in a bare stone room, with sealed walls all around, dark and gloomy. Several flashlights stood upright on the ground, and Professor Old and others were sitting on the other side wiping water from their bodies.

  "I'm not clear, I'm telling you, even if you can swim, someone has to save you, can't you just let people worry a little less?" Yu Gang was on the side, somewhat naggingly instructing me, with an expression that seemed reluctant and unwilling.

  I sighed in my heart, once Yu Gang took the lead, he would immediately step on you to make up for it. If you don't flatter him a few words, this guy will talk nonsense in a big way.

  "Next time I save you, it's going to cost you." Yu Gang thought with a satisfied smile.

  "My god, haven't you already received over a million from Tang Guangze? You bloodsucker!"