"Where is the ghost?"

Li Mu was facing a formidable enemy, sweat was pouring from his forehead, and he asked loudly with a trembling voice.

No one would be able to be so calm and composed when they heard that a ghost was behind them.

Even Li Mu, who has participated in many maze scenes, is no exception. He is now acting very frightened and his body is shaking violently.

"The ghost is in your shadow, it seems like a ghost shadow!"

Zhang Fan saw Li Mu's frightened expression and shouted a reminder.

"According to my observation, this ghost seems to be very afraid of light. When the street lights are on, it seems that it can no longer attack you!"

Zhang Fan stared at the tall black figure with a hint of seriousness in his voice.

"Brother, should we take action to solve it now?"

Li Mu swallowed, raised his head, glanced at Zhang Fan and asked.

"This ghost hasn't shown too many supernatural powers yet. We still don't know how terrifying it is. Don't forget that the system said before that there is a white-clothed ghost on every Yin and Yang road! If this tall ghost is

It’s that fierce ghost in white, we may all have to die here today!”

Zhang Fan thought for a few seconds and suddenly said.

He did not act rashly now, and even the previous idea of ​​taking the initiative to kill the tall ghost was eliminated.

If the tall ghost figure is really a fierce ghost in white, their initiative to attack at this moment is not to gain the upper hand, but on the contrary, they are going to die collectively.

So this kind of mindless thing should never be done.

As long as the street lights stay on for one minute, they will be safe for one minute.

If the street lights go out again, the tall ghost's killing pattern will probably be triggered, and by then, it will continue to attack Li Mu.

I hope this street light will not go out again before reaching the exit.

It's strange, why did the tall ghost choose Li Mu as the target of the attack? Instead of choosing someone else?

Zhang Fan couldn't understand this.

Obviously everyone did nothing along the way, they were all walking in the same way, without making any unnecessary moves at all. Why was Li Mu the first to be attacked?

Is this really just an accident?

Zhang Fan took another look at the tall ghost figure behind Li Mu.

At this time, the figure of the tall ghost has become lighter and lighter, leaving only a simple transparent outline. Perhaps after a while, it will completely disappear.

"Hurry, this ghost will disappear after a while!"

Although Zhang Fan's brows relaxed, his inner vigilance did not decrease much.

"Brother Zhang Fan, have you discovered something strange?"

Zhou Jianren, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and he spoke softly towards Zhang Fan.

"What?"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

"I feel that this ghost is not the so-called ghost in white at all!"

Zhou Jianren was silent for a while and expressed his thoughts.

"Why do you think so? Uncle Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard the sound and asked doubtfully.

"Speaking of white-clothed ghosts, I have one myself. Generally, ghosts of this level will have a very iconic thing, that is, their bodies will have a touch of white that symbolizes supernatural beings!"

"The more white that covers the body, the more powerful the ghost will be! When the white supernatural power reaches its extreme, it will transform into red. At this time, it will enter the level of the legendary red-clad ghost!

"

"When I looked at this ghost, it was just a shadow, not covered by any white supernatural being at all, so I concluded that it does not belong to a white-clothed level ghost!"

Zhou Jianren pushed up his thick glasses with his fingers and whispered.

His words were not very loud, but they were extremely clear and accurately reached the ears of Zhang Fan and others.

After listening to Zhou Jianren's words, Zhang Fan and others all showed surprise.

It turns out that there is such a saying about white-clothed ghosts. None of them have possessed white-clothed ghosts, so they know very little about this kind of thing.

Regarding what Zhou Jianren said, Zhang Fan felt that it was most likely true.

Because he himself has a red-clothed fierce ghost on his body.

I still remember that after Zhang Suya killed Bai Chunan, the red dress she wore became more and more colorful.

If it is true as Zhou Jianren said, since the tall ghost is not the fierce ghost in white, then where did the real ghost in white go at this time?

Is it possible that the white-clothed ghost on Yin Yang Road in the south is still hiding in the dark waiting to ambush them?

If that were really the case, it would be too terrible.

"We can't continue to waste time like this. I feel like it's getting closer and closer to eight o'clock in the morning. If we are ambushed by the white-clothed ghost hiding in the dark when we reach the exit, I'm afraid it will be our nightmare this time.

The scene mission is about to be lost!"

Zhang Fan expressed what he was worried about.

"Don't worry! I have a solution!"

Zhou Jianren suddenly smiled lightly.

"What can I do? Professor Zhou, please tell me quickly!"

The expression on Li Mu's face was uglier than crying, and he urged loudly.

Not only him, but also sisters Wang Lian and Wang Hua opened their eyes wide and looked at Zhou Jianren.

"Now that we've come this far, there's no need for me to hide it! Originally, I just wanted to use this as a back-up to survive, but now that I've reached this point, I have to take it out in advance!"

"Actually, the ghost ability I drew is not that of a black spirit ghost, but... the ability of a white-clothed ghost!"

Zhou Jianren took a deep breath and whispered.

"What?!!"

When Zhang Fan and others heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Damn it, Professor Zhou, you hid it really deep. You got the power of a white-clothed ghost, and you still hid it. This clearly shows that you don't regard us as your own. You are so immoral!"

Li Mu was also startled. He stared at Zhou Jianren with his eyes wide open and shouted.

"Actually, it's not my fault. Even though the ability I drew is at the level of a white-clothed fierce ghost, in fact, it is a bit useless without anyone to assist me!"

"Because the ability I drew is prediction! It is an ability unique to Bixian. It can predict what will happen in the next half hour!"

Zhou Jianren sighed.

Although this precognitive ability bears the name of a white-clothed fierce ghost, it actually has little effect. It can only predict misfortunes and fortunes, and has no actual combat ability at all.

"Furthermore, this ability requires concentration to predict, and the process cannot be interrupted. Once interrupted, the ability will be immediately ineffective. More importantly, it cannot be used within two hours!"

Zhou Jianren sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"So that's it. If you put it that way, it's really a bit useless!"

After listening to Zhou Jianren's words, Li Mu suddenly realized.

Originally, he envied Zhou Jianren's ability to predict, but now that he learned about the shortcomings of this ability, he suddenly no longer felt envious.

"Actually, I think any ability is useless. The key is to see where it is used!"

Zhang Fan thought for a while and said.

"Time is running out right now. Uncle Zhou, could you please use your ability to predict and see if you will be attacked by a ghost in white clothes in the next half hour? It would be even better if you could find the place where the ghost in white clothes is hiding.

Got it!"

Zhang Fan showed a smile. After he said this, he looked behind Li Mu again. At this time, the tall ghost had completely disappeared. I don't know if it was hidden or destroyed by the light of the street lamp.

Already.

"Okay! I'm going to predict it now! I hope you can help me look around and don't let any ghosts get close, otherwise my ability to predict will be interrupted and it will be ineffective!"

Zhou Jianren looked at Zhang Fan and said in a solemn voice.

"Uncle Zhou, just don't worry, we will protect your safety during this period!"

Zhang Fan promised solemnly.

"Okay! I'll start now!"

Zhou Jianren nodded, then sat down cross-legged, took out a silver-white pen from his pocket, lay flat on his back, and slowly placed it on the ground. Then he flicked the silver pen with his hand.

The white pen started spinning quickly.

As time goes by, the pen rotates faster and faster, gradually changing from a lying position to an upright position.

The moment the pen was set up, Zhou Jianren stretched out his right hand and grasped the pen.
To be continued...