squeak

The car's motor stopped at the entrance to the ruins of Liujia Village. Xiao Li hadn't even gotten out of the car yet. Looking at the desolate scene in front of him, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

Because he did not want Xiao Li to be involved in this snake-man incident, Fang Jun deliberately concealed a lot of information about Liujia Village from Xiao Li, which naturally included the news that Liujia Village was burned to the ground.

So when Xiao Li saw the broken well and ruins in front of him, he was completely stunned by the dilapidated scene. Through the glass window, he never thought that this Liujia Village, which everyone in the police station kept silent about, was actually a desert.

ruins!

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The signboard of Liujia Village is still swaying on the rusty iron pillar at the entrance of the village. The crisp and harsh sound is like a rotating shaft rubbing against the heart at night like this, making people leave with chills all over.

"What's going on..." Xiao Li got out of the car and walked quickly to the village. He picked up a dark wooden board on the ground and sniffed it, frowning deeply, "It's burnt...could there be a fire here?"

The cold wind passed by and picked up dust on the ground, but it couldn't pick up any trace of popularity.

Ever since Xiao Li entered the village, there has been nothing but charred ruins all over the ground. Not even a human being, not even an animal, has been seen!

I had made many assumptions on the way here, but I never thought that Liujia Village had been burned to the ground, and everyone had fled, leaving only a pile of ruins. With such a situation in front of me, Xiao Li wanted to investigate but was unable to start.

Do you want to return in vain?

Xiao Li was walking on the dark path in the village, but he didn't know why. The further he walked, the more hairy he felt all over his body. He felt that something was always watching him around him. This was the police's intuition and the sensitive sixth sense he had cultivated.

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The night was cold and desolate, and the howling of wolves from the snake forest occasionally broke the silence of the quiet night, but brought more strangeness and horror.

We walked half of the village, and we were careful all the way, for fear of being ambushed, but when we finally returned to the dry well in the center of the village, we still found nothing. It seemed that I was too worried, and this was the end of the village.

Thinking of this, Xiao Li was obviously a little disappointed. Liujiacun didn't notice it, and it seemed that it was difficult to figure out Xiao Hao's situation clearly.

After walking around and not getting any popularity, how can we find evidence of whether Xiao Hao is alive or dead?

At this moment, the legend of Liujiacun lingers in Xiao Li's mind.

To be honest, Xiao Li's personality is not as courageous and calm as Fang Jun, nor can he compare to Liu Weihao's carefree and daring attitude. Xiao Li's temperament has a little more cowardice and suspicion.

Hao wanted to seek justice, and most of his emotions were emotions. Halfway through, he already felt a little regretful. Now he only felt those weird stories flashing past in his mind like a revolving lantern, and he suddenly felt panicked.

The timidity in his temperament is like the treasure box opened by Pandora, slowly filling his nerves.

"What a hell place, Xiao Hao, Xiao Hao, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that now this place has become a pile of ruins. Once the fire burned, there is no popularity at all. And Brother Fang most likely knows your situation and refuses to tell you.

, I am helpless now."

Xiao Li clasped his hands together and recited silently with his eyes closed. He turned around, not daring to look too much. He lowered his head and closed his eyes and quickened his pace toward the entrance of the village.

First I walked, but in the end I walked faster and faster and turned into running.

"Help...help..."
Chapter completed!