Zhou Fan tried to avoid the eight gray-white lights, but the speed of the light was still fast and quickly penetrated into his body.

Yin and cold spread in his body, and gray light first spurted out from his mouth and nose, followed by his whole body.

His thinking seemed to be frozen, and the gray-white light was eroding his life.

This is completely different from in dreams. In the dream, he was not attacked at all, and eight gray-white lights were just floating quietly.

There was originally a moving emotional divine text on the sixth floor, so Zhou Fan didn't have the intention to read it carefully at this moment.

The gray-white light continues to erode, but the Pluto-reverse wheel body is also continuing to recover.

The two maintained a brief balance, and Zhou Fan's body returned to control. A grayish-white light spewed out of his mouth and nose. He knew that he could do nothing now and could only continue to move up. This was the thought that came to his mind.

He didn't think much about it and ran towards the seventh floor.

The seventh layer is filled with skins as thin as cicada wings. The skins as thin as cicada wings are not as unmoved as in dreams. All the skins are bulging, like balloons blowing, their shapes become strange and difficult to distinguish, just like transparent ghosts floating in the sky.

Zhou Fan did not stop, he continued to run to the eighth floor, and the feeling of constantly moving upward became stronger and stronger in his heart.

In the dream, the eighth layer is a swollen and swollen corpse, and the corpse looks exactly like him.

He went up to the eighth floor and saw it. Yellow and black pus flowed out of its body, and bright green corpse hair on its face and arms. But what was different from the dream was that it was not lying on the ground, but sitting, with the white eyes staring at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan looked at it and his breathing was about to stop. He felt a sense of fever and dizziness. Something was stretching out its claws and slid across his neck. The feeling of scratching spread from his neck to his back. The claw tip seemed to be able to cut his body at any time.

His forehead was heating up rapidly, and he looked at it.

It grinned, and there were countless black corpse worms squirming in its mouth.

It is alive, alive.

"You are here." It said hoarsely, "You are entangled in the light of the corpse."

"Who are you?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Don't be afraid, you are not me, I am not you." It said slowly, "This corpse is just an illusion, I am a ship."

"Are you a boat?" Zhou Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that the corpse would be a boat.

It laughed hey, and the laughter was like the night owl, "It's a bit ugly, but there's no way, I can only appear by your side like this."

"Why did you appear at this time?" Zhou Fan calmed himself down and asked.

"Actually, in my last dream, I vaguely felt that you would come back here. I was as clever as I was leaving a consciousness in this corpse, otherwise I would not be able to see you at this time." The boat explained.

Zhou Fan was slightly silent. The ship was proficient in the laws of time and could see the future. Even the future of him, a lifeless person, was not surprising.

"Did you show up to stop me and not let me go up?" Zhou Fan asked.

"That's not." The ship scratched his head, and it stripped off a layer of rotten scalp. "If I said danger and told you not to go up, would you insist on going up?"

"No." Zhou Fan immediately shook his head, "I want to train my life and death, but if I go up, it will be a result of death, of course I won't go up."

At worst, you can think of a solution slowly, you can't really die, right?

"I left this consciousness and was worried that this would happen." Chuan sighed, "But now I can't see the result clearly. I won't interfere with your decision, you can choose it yourself."

"What will be above?" Zhou Fan couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." The boat shook his head and said, "This is like Schrödinger's cat in the world. Before you open the container, the cat is in the superposition of a dead cat and a living cat. Only by opening the container can you know whether the cat is dead or alive. The same is true for the last layer."

"I've never known what I've ever seen before. I've confirmed that it's gone, but I don't know what it will leave."

"It should know you'll be here again, so it must be arranged."

"Who is it?" Zhou Fan asked in a heavy mood.

"Well..." The boat's eyes turned, and when it turned like this, the two eyes fell off, and yellow pus flowed down from the sockets. "It's hard for me to explain to you that you can think of it as an existence beyond the unknowing monster."

A existence that surpasses a level of ignorance?

"What about you?" Zhou Fan said angrily: "What kind of existence do you have? Why can't you tell me anything?"

The ship was silent for a moment and said dryly: "Don't be angry, there are some things you know in advance that are not good for you, and it is not easy to explain. As compensation, you can ask some other related questions."

"I asked what I couldn't say, and you won't tell me either." Zhou Fan said helplessly. His body temperature was getting higher and higher. If it weren't for his strong body, he might have been burned out of his mind. He could not have been too concerned about the ship. "If it knew I would come and wanted to kill me again, why didn't it stay?"

"Because it knows it stays and can't kill you," the ship said. "It has something to do with me, so it just left."

"Then what's going on with this tower? Why can you see it in your dreams and see it here?" Zhou Fan asked again. The ship was here, but he was not very worried about his safety and could ask his doubts clearly.

"It's because of it that this tower can appear in dreams and in the real world." The ship said: "This is the great dream law that can travel between dreams and reality. The one who has this ability among the monsters is Dream Chunqiu. This tower knows that you will be here, so it appears here and waits for you."

Dream of spring and autumn!

Of course, Zhou Fan knew that because the cuckold's talent of the great dream Qianchunqiu came from the unknown Mengchunqiu. He wanted to ask about the relationship between this thing and Mengchunqiu, but he knew that the boat would not tell him, so he turned to ask: "Where is the corpse light on my body?"

"The light of corpses is transformed from a corpse that has not been transformed for thousands of years. They will devour the breath of living creatures." The ship briefly explained: "Do you want me to get rid of it for you? But you are now at a critical moment, and it will not be good for you if I get rid of it for you."

Zhou Fan felt that his body temperature might be as high as 100 degrees. This was not the influence of the corpse light, but the influence of the eighth layer. He glanced at the darkness, his pale face appeared and was staring at him.

"The high fever and that human face can't kill you for the time being." The boat said: "The danger is on the ninth floor. I really can't say that there is something on the ninth floor. Even if I go up and see it for you, it may be a different scene when you go up and go up in person. If I take you up, there will definitely be no danger, but it's better not to go up."

After all, Zhou Fan went up to pursue the tempering between life and death. If there was no danger, it would be meaningless. The most ideal thing was a state where life was hanging on a thread and could not die.
Chapter completed!