The Spirit Medium had warned Gao Ming that there were now two paths through the black fog: a narrow crack leading to True Reality, and a broad road leading to true death. Yet neither of the two roads before him looked anything like a narrow crack.
"There's only one chance. Once we choose a road, we might not be able to turn back."
The droplets of water in the tunnel had vanished. By the time the vehicle reached the fork, Gao Ming's corpses were no longer visible on the walls. This was somewhere Gao Ming had never reached before.
"Do you remember which road you came down?" Gao Ming looked at the terrified Teacher Li. "I can get you home if we find the right road."
"I think it was the one on the left. I remember that when Wei Tian first drove into the tunnel, a lot of the students saw a construction sign up ahead. There was stuff piled up inside, but Wei Tian said the navigation was definitely taking us this way. He also said he'd driven through here plenty of times."
"That's right. It was the left one." Class Monitor Chen Jing nodded too. "The tunnel was old, and the road was uneven. I think there was even an accident here a while ago."
"My stepdad hauls freight. The truck drivers usually don't want to take this road," Wei Jiu suddenly said. "I heard this tunnel is really creepy. People went missing here years ago, and they never figured out what happened."
Quick-witted and clever, Wei Jiu had little interest in studying. All sorts of strange things fascinated him instead.
One after another, the students chose the left road. Cautious by nature, Gao Ming nodded slightly and turned his hand over. The Three Copper Coins appeared