As soon as I shouted, it immediately attracted the attention of the people in the express delivery store. They looked at me one after another, with confusion on their faces.

I forced myself to calm down and took a look at the fourth photo incredibly.

The fourth photo shows Lan Xiaoqi.

She was wearing a dark green female military uniform, but in the photo, she fell in a pool of blood, and it seemed that she was dead.

Lan Xiaoqi is dead!

How could she die? Isn’t the real Lan Xiaoqi I saw?

I took a deep breath, suppressed my doubts, and continued to look at the fifth photo.

In the fifth photo, Fang Xiang still appears.

The difference is that the scene this time has changed. The scene in the previous four photos has always been the gloomy Lao Lin, but this time it looks like a deserted ancient city.

The photo of the photo wanted to be alone standing outside the ancient city gate, a look of panic appeared on his face, and his eyes widened.

My eyes moved down and saw that Fang Xiang was still covered in blood, but I saw that his heart was empty on his left.

Fang Xiang’s heart... is gone?!

I clearly felt that my breathing was becoming rapid, and my hands holding the photo were shaking slowly.

What the hell is going on?

Why is Fang Xiangxin not there? Where exactly does the photo come from? What is the purpose of appearing here? Is it just to intimidate me?

It's not that simple, it's definitely not that simple! I keep comforting myself in my heart and let my heart slowly calm down. Only by calming down can I see more clearly where the problem occurs.

I still have two photos in my hand, and I want to continue reading.

Putting down the photo of Fang Xiang’s heartlessness, I looked at the sixth photo.

The scene in the sixth photo is on the ground, and the person who appears inside is Jiang Bo.

Jiang Bo lay on the ground, his face as if he was terrified and incredible.

From the photo, I saw that Jiang Bo's body was cut with a knife. The knife mark extended from his arms to his chest, and then from his chest to his waist. Finally, the knife marks were forked to extend to his legs, all the way to the soles of his feet.

In addition, I also saw a complete skeleton appearing next to Jiang Bo.

Thinking of Jiang Bo's body, it is not difficult for me to guess what's going on.

Jiang Bo was killed, and his body skeleton was forcibly taken out!

Fang Xiang's heart was taken out, and Jiang Bo's skeleton was taken out...

There is the last photo behind it!

The last photo, I guess it might be me.

My hands holding the photo kept shaking, and I found that my forehead was covered with sweat and was dripping down my cheeks.

I took a deep breath and took out the last photo.

What surprised me was that the person in the last photo was not me, nor Lan Xiaoqi, but Changsheng!

In the photo, an extremely huge tree appeared. The tree was cut vertically from the middle of the tree, looking like a huge coffin. Changsheng was lying inside the tree.

Changsheng's expression was very peaceful, with his hands crossed on his chest.

This posture reminds me of a mummy. The mummy lies in the coffin and shows a crossing of his hands on his chest.

No! There is more than one immortality, but two immortality!

My eyes suddenly noticed the boy standing next to the tree. The boy looked almost exactly the same as Changsheng!

The Changsheng stretched out his hand to touch the big tree at this moment, and the expression on his face looked a little reluctant to let go.

How could there be two immortality?

This is completely wrong!

Seven photos, two Fang thoughts, two Jiang Bo’s, one of Lan Xiaoqi and Changsheng each.

I don't know what these seven photos mean, but I know that they represent death and darkness.

Putting down the photo, I slumped on the chair behind me, as if I had been freed from all my strength.

Who is the person who sent me the photo? What can this photo mean?

Thinking of mailing, I was shocked and immediately found the express delivery document.

There is a courier order on the express delivery document. From the above, I think I can see who the person who sent the photo was.

When I found the express delivery document, I couldn't help but curse.

The shipping address on this is already blurred and you can't see anything clearly!

From the corner of my eyes, I glanced at the express order number, and my eyes lit up. I quickly stood up and walked to Zhang Xinxin and said to her: Do me a favor and help me check the express order number.

If you have a express order number on the express company's network, you can find out the address and name of the recipient and sender. Moreover, I am a express store here, and it can directly access the intranets of several express companies, making it even easier to check.

Zhang Xinxin was stunned for a moment, then turned on the computer and started checking it for me.

After a while, Zhang Xinxin said to me: Brother Lang, I found it. The sending address is No. 36, Fengdu Ghost City, western Sichuan, the sender's name is ghost, and the mobile phone number cannot be found.

If you can find the sender's name and address, there is no reason to not find the mobile phone number, unless you did not fill in the mobile phone number when sending the item, but this is impossible. Generally, you will not be mailed without a mobile phone.

I asked Zhang Xinxin to take a look again, and began to think about what was going on.

I heard about the Ghost Town of Fengdu, western Sichuan three times today. The first time was the news on my phone, the second time was Lan Xiaoqi told me, and the third time was now.

Lan Xiaoqi told me that if you want to find the ghost road, you must go to Fengdu Ghost Town in western Sichuan to find someone. If you don’t find that person, you will not be able to find the ghost road.

As for the sender's name, I didn't think about it at all, so it must have been made up.

"Brother Lang, I can't find it. There is no mobile phone number written on it." Zhang Xinxin said helplessly.

I sighed and said, forget it, I will go to Fengdu Ghost City tomorrow. I will investigate No. 36 of Fengdu Ghost City until then. Maybe there will be clues.

After thinking about this question clearly, I fell into panic and meditation again.

What happened to those seven photos!

Although I didn't want to continue looking at the photos, in order to understand what happened, I still put seven photos back on the table and looked at them carefully.

Seven photos, Fang Xiang appeared in the first four photos, Jiang Bo, I, Lan Xiaoqi, and it is not difficult to guess from the background that we are in the deep mountains and forests in the photo, and the location should not change much, we should be together.

Fang Xiang in the first photo was intact, with only blood on his body. Jiang Bo in the second photo was aging rapidly, and I was ashen in the third photo, as if I was poisoned. Lan Xiaoqi in the fourth photo, fell in a pool of blood and was dying.

I opened the four photos and read them many times. Four words suddenly came to my mind.

Born, old, sick, and death!

Fang Xiang in the first photo is intact, which is likely to represent life. Jiang Bo in the second photo is rapidly aging, which represents old age. In the third photo, I have a blue face as if I was poisoned, which is likely to represent illness. In the fourth photo, Lan Xiaoqi fell in a pool of blood and died, which is death!

Could it be that the appearance of these four photos is to tell me that the four of us will perfectly interpret birth, old age, sickness and death?

And then, who took these four photos?

Fang Xiang, Lan Xiaoqi, Jiang Bo, and I have never appeared at the same time. How could anyone take us? And it’s such a photo?

Suddenly, I thought about going to the underworld.

Could it be that these four photos were taken on our way to the underworld?

This is impossible!

We haven't even gone, how could we be photographed? Will the person who photographed us still travel through time and space?

Can't figure it out, I continued to look at the remaining three photos.

The first picture was that Fang Xiang stood in front of an ancient city. A hint of panic appeared on his face, his eyes widened, and a hole like a bowl appeared on his left chest, which was obviously hollowed out by someone.

Jiang Bo in the second picture was taken out of the skeleton, and in the third picture, two immortals appeared, one lying in the tree, and the other was standing next to the tree.

I have read these three photos over and over again, but I have no clue at all.

Now I only have one clue and one guess.

The clue is that the source of the photo is in Fengdu Ghost Town in western Sichuan, which can be confirmed until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

And that guess is that these photos were taken by someone while we were looking for the underworld!

As for who has such ability, I don't know, but I'm sure things are definitely not that simple.

After coming back to my senses, I loaded up seven photos, pulled Changsheng and left the express delivery store directly.

On the way, Changsheng blinked his eyes and said: Uncle Stupid, my wife and sister asked me to tell you that what you see is not necessarily real, nor is it the final result.

I was stunned, and then I felt relieved.

The nursery rhyme girl is a ghost, and she may have seen the photo just now, so she asked Changsheng to say this in order to make me not think too much.

I freed up one hand to touch Changsheng's head, and smiled and said: You say thank you to your wife and sister for me, and that's right, I won't let you, a little guy, have something to do.

Changsheng laughed, revealing two little tiger teeth, and then said: My wife and sister asked me to tell you that the plan will never keep up with the changes. What Uncle Stupid may change in the future.

I smiled and didn't care. I just thought it was Changsheng's wife and sister who comforted me.

When I returned to Fang Xiang’s home, Fang Xiang was not at home. I took out my cell phone and called Fang Xiang to ask him to come back.

After about half an hour, I came back staggeringly. I opened the door and glanced at me. I said in a slutty voice: Stupid, you fuck me, I'm picking up girls.

I was too lazy to be with him, so I immediately spoke: Lan Xiaoqi has found the ghost road and can set off tomorrow night.

After hearing my words, Fang Xiang's casual face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and said with a serious expression: Can you set off tomorrow night?

I nodded, thought for a while, and finally took out the photo and handed it to Fang Xiang and said: I received a stack of photos today, but I don’t understand what is going on, please help me see. #######
Chapter completed!