In order to crack the spirit realm of the Sheling Tunnel, Tai Yimen specially sent two level 1 night travel gods to station in Songhai for a long time, because the s-level novice tried the spirit realm, and occasionally opened it to the level 1 spirit walker of this profession.

After waiting for several months, two level 1 night travel gods successfully received the task of Sheling Tunnel.

But as a result, one night wandering god never heard from after entering the spirit realm, and the other night wandering god successfully completed the first mission and died in the second mission right away.

And these two night tour gods are accompanied by props.

Since then, the elders of Taiyimen have re-evaluated the She Ling Tunnel and completely gave up on the raid of this spiritual realm.

"If someone can pass through the She Ling Tunnel and obtain the information inside, it will solve our Taiyi Sect's knot."

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

The old man did not comment, and said slowly:

"In a few days, the head of the sect will call all the night tour gods to Beijing for a meeting. There is an important event to be announced. Prepare yourself and call back all the boys under your command."

After speaking, he waved his cattail fan to drive away people.

The middle-aged man bowed and stepped back.

.....

After his cousin finished his porridge and went to work, Zhang Yuanqing went back to his room to catch up on sleep.

When I woke up, I heard dynamic sound effects in my ears. When I opened my eyes, the fluorescent lights of the TV screen flickered in the room, and the ceiling lights were not turned on.

He sat up and looked towards the window. My aunt was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, playing with his ps5, rolling up her sleeves to reveal two white and tender forearms, her delicate body swaying from side to side following the operating handle.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned, got up and turned on the light, and came behind my aunt to watch her play games.

She was playing a horror game with an underworld style of painting and weird music. The main character was an ugly villain with a bloody ax in his hand.

The TV fluorescence was reflected in the bright eyes like autumn water, and the round oval face was bright, with a hint of excitement.

"This game is good. It's very suitable for playing at night. It's quite self-healing." The aunt said without turning her head.

My aunt has three hobbies, shopping malls, watching horror movies, and playing horror games.

It must be Yu, you perverted woman....... Zhang Yuanqing echoed, "It's quite interesting."

Auntie turned her head and gave him a white look, "Why are you fooling around with me?"

She turned back and continued playing the game, saying:

"In fact, this is a self-healing game. The ghosts in the screen are all imagined by a little boy. He is a mentally ill patient. In order not to be swallowed up by his demons, he fought hard, and finally killed a bloody road. Finally, he saw the light. The ending is very sad. Touching."

When she was talking, Zhang Yuanqing had already poured himself a glass of water, and responded while drinking: "The idea is good..."

The little aunt hummed twice, and then said:

"Each boss has specific rules. As long as you pay attention to it, even a little boy can defeat terrifying demons. However, scary pictures and music often make people feel frightened and lose their calm judgment.

"You come to play too."

Zhang Yuanqing was not in the mood to play games with his aunt. He had been away from the spiritual realm for almost 20 hours, and the spiritual realm would open again in a dozen hours. What awaited him might be death.

He might as well think about what to do in the last ten hours of his life, so as to save himself any regrets. JrNovels.com