A bit of pale light ignited from the skull's eye sockets, very dim, as if it would go out at any time. The teeth-searing sound of bones rubbing together sounded, and a skeleton raised its arm with great effort. His arm was full of white bones, and the skull was full of bones.

Only the upper left corner has a bit of human skin left on it.

"I dreamed that...the matchmaker brought her luck."

The skeleton laughed hoarsely. It must have been a laugh, but it sounded very weird and terrifying.

"An elf...ah, it's really beautiful. It's green. I haven't seen green in a long time.

"You've almost lost your brain, and you're still dreaming?"

Someone next to him was woken up by him and sneered impatiently. A pile of rotten things on the ground gradually gathered into a human shape. The man was like a mummy in a coffin. The bandages all over his body had rotted away, revealing a terrifying body. Most of his flesh was

They all remain in a state of decay, and the internal organs can be seen. The blackened heart beats sluggishly, like a shrunken black apricot.

"Of course, I think you envy me."

The skeleton retorted, and the rotten man snorted gloomily. The sound of the two bickering was a rare excitement in the unbearable silence, and finally woke one of them up.

"Save some effort."

A ray of sharp light flashed past, and it was a sword flashing with a cold light. It was made of ice crystals, and the blue sword body had snow-white lines in the middle, like snow-capped mountains. It was extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold.

The sword body reflected a faint silhouette of a person. He seemed to be sleeping in the sword. When he woke up and came out of the sword, he was also like a ghost, with only a faint outline and shadow. His voice was cold, like ice and snow.

"After taking a break, the torrent of pollution is coming again."

"Just resting for a while won't restore much strength. Sooner or later we will be exhausted. The Feihong side is more dangerous. They are almost dead. There has been no news from the people in the west for too long. I didn't expect that the three of us will be the losers in the end.

It’s a terrible life, haha.”

The skeleton was bored and playing with his bones: "Let me calculate, is it almost ten years again?"

"No wonder the torrent of pollution is coming more and more frequently. There are new people entering the battlefield... Maybe we can see some old faces. Hey, I almost forgot after so many years. Let me think about it... Yes, Cen Qin

, the next captain of our metaphysics is named Cen Qin, right?"

"It's Wan Anpong, you idiot."

The rotten man mocked: "Cen Qin lost half his life, have you forgotten?"

"Wan An Pong, Wan An Pong... it's bad. Why do I have no memory? Hey, my memory is getting worse and worse. Has he never learned how to control my bones?"

"Wan Anpong was ordered to do so in times of crisis."

The man who came out of the sword said calmly: "I left an opportunity, but maybe it will harm them even more."

The half-life Taoist who had been carefully trained lost half of his life, and Wan An, who was given the order in the face of danger, was well-educated, but his talent... was not too outstanding.

"Who knows, I don't care anymore anyway, it's been too long ago."

The skeleton smiled and said, like an old man who likes to recall the past, and talked about Cen Qin again: "Did you say that Cen Qin has regained his strength?"

Then he changed his mind: "Forget it, it's better not to regain strength. If you die on the battlefield, you won't have to come to this damn place."

"We must live and continue to live."

Chen Cheng finally ended the discussion born out of a dream: "Let's rest."

The will-o'-the-wisp in the skull's eyes extinguished, Cheng Tianbao turned into decay again, and Chen Cheng returned to the Hanshan Sword. What he didn't say was that he also had a dream just now.

But what he dreamed about were blank posters.

Dreaming about posters is not a good sign, and a blank poster means that the person will not come back. So he didn't say this. But Tang Shuang's dream tonight made Chen Cheng rarely think of many past events.

Ten years later, will anyone still remember them? Will anyone still look forward to their return?

Chen Cheng thought about the last divination he made before leaving, that the Yin-Yang fish lost its eyes, which was a death divination without any hope. A blank poster was unlucky, but when their dark figures appeared on the poster again, it was not a good thing.

Perhaps even after ten years of struggling with pollution, we cannot escape our ultimate fate.

Chen Cheng closed his eyes and fell asleep in the sword, accumulating little strength and waiting to face the next torrent of pollution. However, while sleeping, Chen Cheng dreamed again. The dream was still the same, a dark corridor of posters, blank posters, and ominous signs.

The black shadow is getting closer and closer, as if the monster in the paper is about to break through the paper, and pollution will come to the human world.

There was nothing special about the dream, just like usual. Just when Chen Cheng was thinking this, he suddenly heard the voice of a young man.

'Black is unlucky?'

The man made the final decision: 'Then let's dye all these things green to make them full of vitality.'

…

Chen Cheng:?

In the deep darkness, Chen Cheng woke up from his sword. As soon as he woke up, everyone else woke up as if they heard a rooster crow, and then they were confused.

"This torrent of pollution hasn't come yet. Do monsters know how to be late?"

Tang Shuang yawned, and Cheng Tianbao asked worriedly in a low voice: "Captain, what happened?"

"……fine."

Chen Cheng said: "I just had a nightmare, go to sleep."

* *

At the Xuanxue Hotel, Wan Anpo came out of the poster corridor holding a tortoise shell in his hand with a solemn expression.

"Has the poster changed again?"

The gloomy and indifferent man was leaning outside the corridor waiting for him. Every time Wan Anpo entered the poster corridor, the ghost king Li Hongxue would be waiting outside. This poster corridor was becoming more and more evil. From the past two years, no one could be allowed to be alone.

To enter, there must be someone outside to assist you.

With the orange title of Ghost King, Li Hongxue has a keen sense and can detect changes in evil pollution in the corridor the fastest, so he often guards the door, but this time——

"The poster gallery is not too polluted tonight, Team Wan, you..."

Why do you still have such a solemn expression? He obviously feels fine.

"There are still no scenes of Bai Xiaosheng and Ban Ming in the live broadcast room?"

Wan Anpian asked first.

"No...why, something really happened in the corridor?"

Half Life Taoist and Bai Xiaosheng are the ones who know the most about the Poster Gallery. The previous generation captain Chen Cheng almost handed over the inheritance to him. Wan Anpong was ordered to do so at a critical moment, even though Chen Cheng did not hide anything from him in the end and gave everything to him.

, but many things need to be done step by step, but there was no time at that time.

So much so that even now, even if Wan Anpong becomes captain of metaphysics, some things still need to be solved by Ban Ming and Bai Xiaosheng.

"It's not like something happened. I'm not sure whether it's good or bad."

Wan Anpian sighed, feeling a little confused for a moment: "Forget it, let's watch the live broadcast."

At this moment, the live broadcast room of "Exploring the Sahara" is still very lively, especially because the few people who can block the live broadcast are not there, the audience has a very good viewing experience, and the audience in the forum and live broadcast room are mainly discussing these topics.

The first is An Xuefeng, Bai Xiaosheng, Dream Chaser, and Zhang Xingzang who have just left the live broadcast room and have 'disappeared'. Although Zhang Xingzang is a shielding man who brings mosaic to the entire live broadcast room, shielding and Zhen are not

There is still a difference.

Zhang Xingzang disappeared exactly two minutes ago and was still hot.

[Did Zhang Xingzang really go to find the Dream Chasers? Where did the Dream Chasers and the others go?]

[Unclear, but I’m afraid it’s more dangerous than Death Sahara]

[Perhaps it is some special trial scene? The hotel live broadcast cannot cover it, it should be the core of the attraction at 30 degrees north latitude]

[Hehe, I think the West District dog is trying to fetch water from a bamboo basket but in vain]

[Stop talking, stop talking, I feel scared just thinking about it, the Lizard Duke has never shown up, maybe he has gone too!]

[It doesn’t matter, Captain An and Bai Xiaosheng are also there, they will definitely be fine!]

One group of people are discussing serious topics, while the other group of people are not focusing on that.

[Hey, I think Wei Xun has great potential to become the strongest passenger in the next generation. To be honest, it’s better to be single]

[No, no, no, although I have no problem with celibacy, but you are too disrespectful to say it here. Wei Xun and An Xuefeng are very good, why should we separate!]

[No... I just want to say something weakly, don't you think this is actually very detrimental to the internal harmony of the next generation's journey home? The strongest newcomer tourist and the strongest newcomer tour guide, Wei Xun and Bingyi are obviously the next generation's strong alliance, but

Now...cough cough cough]

[Well, there is nothing to say about someone regardless of their strength or other aspects of character, but this point is indeed handled in a normal way and hidden]

[Laughing to death, the butcher tour guide is talking on a big trumpet, don’t belittle Captain An’s character here, you want me to say that Captain An is very good! He has already made his choice! 】

[That’s right! Team An has disappeared, leaving space to Wan Xiangchun and Wei Xun, what else can you say!]

[...You said Captain An made the choice to absolutely give up this relationship and bring Wan Xiangchun and Wei Xun together? 】

[This is the best choice. After all, this decade is coming to an end. After all, Captain An can’t stay with Wei Xun for much longer. I burst into tears. Captain An is such a responsible and good man!]

[But it’s not fair to Wei Xun, isn’t it? Is it possible to just give in when it comes to feelings? Moreover, Wan Xiangchun... To be honest, it’s a bit oily. Isn’t it true that the boss is also so oily when it comes to flirting, Wan Xiangchun?

He clearly looks like a cold and stern male god!]

[Haha, all confident straight men are like this. If you ask me, Bingyi will always be kind to others. Look at how closely the Yin-Yang Butterfly guarded Xun along the way, and even gave him a little butterfly. If Bingyi hadn’t specially asked, the Yin-Yang Butterfly

He would never do this, look at how cruel his killing methods are]
To be continued...