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Qin Feng frowned slightly.
The crisis in the realm is imminent, and Xingyao Kingdom is still planning for itself.
Even if the world is truly united, Xingyao Country must never be allowed to be the master.
otherwise.
Ghostbusters from other countries can only become cannon fodder.
Qin Feng silently put a label on Xingyao Country in his heart. Although these things are out of his control, it is difficult for him to completely ignore them.
Because he is the ghost of China!
The sky was getting darker, and the drowsy sky became more and more drowsy. The wild ghost hunters who had gone out to find a way out also returned to their original point.
All of them drooped their heads, their faces pale.
Obviously.
They found nothing new.
And the several S-level wild ghost hunters who had acted alone before all came back. They glanced at the direction of Qin Feng and the others, and chose a quiet corner.
It's getting dark.
No one knows what will happen.
It's safer if we all stay together.
suddenly.
Everyone's eyes went dark.
Followed by.
The noise reached everyone's ears.
"Yo, selling buns, steaming buns!"
"Glutinous rice cake, fragrant, soft and sweet glutinous rice cake, come and taste it."
"..."
Everyone realized that it was only a blink of an eye, and the sky brightened up again, but it was still groggy, with no clouds or sunlight.
What's even more weird is that those small vendors and pedestrians appeared in front of them alive and well.
"Ghost... ghost!" Qingtong screamed, and hugged Taoist Wuwei's neck in fright.
Daoist Wuwei stared at him, but he didn't care about Qingtong at all.
Just a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.
Alive!
All alive!
"How did this happen? Aren't they all dead? How could..." A ghost hunter looked around in panic, and suddenly discovered a fact.
Those wild ghost slayers who were killed did not live!
Other wild ghost hunters quickly discovered this fact as well.
"Gudu!"
"Gudu!"
They swallowed their saliva one by one.
His face was pale.
Even though they knew that the pedestrians and vendors in front of them were not human beings, they still couldn't understand it.
What the hell is this place?
at this time.
The three women twisted their bodies, walked past them talking and laughing, as if they didn't see them.
"Mistress Liu is really lucky to be able to marry Zheng Langguan."
"That's not true, Zheng Lang's title on the gold list has not forgotten her childhood sweetheart, and I don't know what good things Liu Niangzi did in her previous life!"
"Oh, it's a day of great joy, what are you talking about!"
"..."
Daoist Wuwei's heads exploded with a "buzz".
The exact same lines, the same people, and even the same actions!
This is exactly what they encountered when they first came to this world.
The time here has been reset!
Chapter 157 Four Joys and Four Sadnesses
Time has been reset!
It was not only Taoist Wuwei who were found, but also a group of wild ghost hunters.
"How did this happen? Wasn't the Zheng family's big wedding yesterday? Why...how..." Li Ning's throat kept rolling, but he couldn't say that.
Why is this happening?
No one knows exactly what happened.
But one thing is clear to all, everything that happens here is caught in a loop.
"No! Impossible!" Kuang Dao suddenly roared, and rushed directly into the street. He ran forward tirelessly, trying to find the difference from the day before.
but.
not at all.
There are children playing balls on the street, shop assistants calling customers in, and pedestrians shopping.
Be it action or dialogue.
They are all the same!
suddenly.
"Woooooo..." A dull suona sounded.
I see.
In the distance, white curtains were hung on the lintel of the Song family, and the sound of mourning gradually sounded.
Followed by.
The coffin bearers carried the coffin out of Song's house one by one.
moment.
Crazy Knife's scalp tingled.
Big wedding!
funeral!
It's still yesterday!
Not only Crazy Knife, but some wild ghost hunters also seemed to be crazy, rushing around the entire Xishan Town, trying to find a little bit different from yesterday.
But no matter how they prove it, the facts have not changed.
Everything is repeated.
first day.
The vast majority of ghost slayers are still able to maintain their sanity.
They dare not kill.
Don't dare to conflict with the people here.
They could only silently search for clues in Xishan Town.
Yu Wenxuan and others also began to look for clues to leave in Xishan Town.
Qin Feng walked quietly on the streets of Xishan Town with the little meat ball in his arms, looked around, and suddenly frowned.
He seems to have overlooked something.
what is it then?
The next day, the nervous ghost hunter was on the verge of collapse.
But they still gritted their teeth and persisted, looking for a way out over and over again, but there was still no clue.
Day three.
Fourth day.
It wasn't until the fifth day that the Ghost Rider finally collapsed completely.
Some people knelt and wailed at the street corner, some people slumped on the ground with pale faces, and all the bloodshot eyes of all A-level wild ghost hunters were filled with despair.
Yelling in the street.
It's like being completely insane.
Yes.
They are crazy.
They understand if they can't find a way out.
Even if there is no danger here.
They too must die.
Because they are human!
It is impossible for them to be tireless like these pedestrians and small vendors.
They need food, they need rest.
But the food here, they dare not touch.
There is no night here either.
They have to be on their toes all the time, they dare not sleep.
Sooner or later they will die!
Although Daoist Wuwei and a group of official ghost fighters remained calm on the surface, their nerves were also tense to the extreme.
Even if you can use spiritual rain to cultivate and strengthen your physique every day.
But spiritual rain is not a substitute for food.
There wasn't much food left on them either.
Only Qin Feng and Xiaoroutuan didn't have any worries.
Because even if they don't leave this world, they won't die.
only.
No one wants to be trapped in this world.
Qin Feng doesn't even want to!
His gaze scanned the surroundings slowly, and the collapsed ghost hunters had already attracted the attention of small vendors and passers-by.
"What happened to these outsiders?"
"Oh, I'm so scared to death, why are you so crazy here so early in the morning?"
"Should we report to the police?"
One by one, the small vendors were pointing and talking in low voices, retreating far away like avoiding the plague, as if they were afraid that they would contaminate themselves with something unclean.