"Old Qiao, you went out to find some fucking firewood and came back. You ran away for nearly an hour."
While he was talking, a middle-aged man came out, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, looking at the woodcutter with a stubble on his face and saying.
Seeing someone behind him, a look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes. Seeing the woodcutter quickly explaining, the man's expression softened a bit.
"It turns out these are some lost brothers, please come in, please come in."
Through conversations between several people, Yu Jin learned that the man who introduced them into the house was called Guanglong, and he was also the 'leader' of this group of people.
The woodcutter who brought his group here is called Qiao Hong. He is old this year, and this transportation is his last job.
"Little brother, I'm sorry, I really don't have much food, so let's fill our stomachs with water first," Qiao Hong said with a smile as she brought warm water to several people.
Yi Yan took the water and thanked him. After he drank a bowl of warm water from his thirst all the way, when he came out of the grotto, the cold air that enveloped his body was eliminated by the warm water, and his limbs became a little warmer.
Looking through the window, the moonlight is much brighter now, and the rain is still pouring down. It seems that it will not stop tonight.
"It's strange to say that it hasn't rained for so many days. As soon as we arrived in the mountains today, it started raining. Could it be that the village has been uneasy recently and something is causing trouble?" Guanglong took a sip of water and took the
Put a piece of something like black coal into his mouth and said.
"Alas, the city has not been peaceful recently. Many ghost hunter teams have suffered heavy casualties. The adults upstairs are also on this mission to compete for positions in the city."
"They have their own ways, and we have ours. It's good enough for ordinary people like us to survive this mission. There's nothing wrong with following Mr. Zhang Si." Guanglong swallowed the piece of black coal-like food into his stomach.
, wiped the black stain on the corner of his mouth.
Ghost hunter?
Is it good to survive this mission?
Yi Yan, who was eavesdropping on the side, immediately caught these two keywords. He raised his head and saw that Wang Rong and Wan Gaojun were sitting nearby and fell asleep. Only Wang Hu, like himself, was listening to the conversation between the two.
Just when the two of them were about to continue listening, they suddenly noticed a young man wearing a black corset standing at the stairs next to them, looking at the few people calmly.
"Sir, aren't you sleeping?"
When Na Guanglong and Qiao Hong saw this young man, they immediately knelt down on one knee and said seriously.
"Master Zhang Si heard that someone came in. There happened to be three empty rooms upstairs. You guys can come up with me." The young man ignored the two people kneeling on the ground. After saying this, he turned around and went upstairs.
Seeing the respectful expressions on Qiao Hong and Guanglong's faces, Yi Yan immediately thought that this person might be the ghost hunter they were talking about.
Since this young man is a ghost hunter, Master Zhang Si must have a higher level of strength than this.
Yi Yan did not hesitate, and since he was safe, he followed the young man in black upstairs.
At this moment, he only felt that his brain was dizzy, and the pain caused by Huang Xie's Yinji Meridian still remained. Coupled with the fatigue of the day, Yi Yan could not help but want to fall asleep.
There were a total of eight rooms upstairs. As soon as I went upstairs, I saw two women of similar age sitting outside the door, smoking cigarettes and watching a young man swearing and moving clothes out of the room.
Her skin is fairer than snow, her figure is slim and well-shaped, and her beautiful appearance can still be seen clearly under the dim light.
Although she is not as beautiful as Wang Rong, she is still one of the best-looking people in the entire class.
When they saw the embers, several people looked over, but the girl didn't pay attention. She just moved her legs, turned around, and continued smoking.
But it's so late and they're still not sleeping?
Passing by the woman, Yi Yan thought to himself.
"Your room is right here."
The young man opened the door and there were only some chairs, tables and beds inside.
"By the way, if you have nothing else to do at night, please don't go out."
"In these barren mountains and ridges, there will inevitably be some weird things."
Seeing that Yu Yan and the others didn't dislike it, they simply assigned rooms and quickly checked in. Qiao Hong didn't wait too long, handed a few candles to several people, explained the matters, and hurried downstairs.
"Brother Jin, aren't you going to sleep?" After cleaning up briefly, Wang Hu fell down and was about to go to sleep, but saw Yu Jin sitting in front of the window, covering the window with the clothes in his bag, sitting at the table with his eyebrows lowered and thinking, and whispered
said.
"It's okay, you go to bed first, I still have some things to do."
"Okay, if anything happens, wake me up as soon as possible. You should go to bed early after being tired for so long today."
Yi Yan agreed to Wang Hu, and then opened the black cloth, which contained two blood-red candles as thick as two fingers.
Candles were lit and placed on the table, spreading light throughout the room.
The golden flame of the candle is like a lullaby, and the fatigue accumulated for the day comes flooding back like spring water.
"Let's sleep for a while first."
I set an alarm clock for 4:43, and I just slept for an hour. The current situation is not like that of modern times. I have doubts in my heart, so I will take a nap for now.
.........
"Boom! Boom!"
I don't know how long it took, but Yi Yan was awakened by a series of shocking thunder sounds.
Rubbing his eyes, he immediately turned on his phone and checked the time.
4:33.
I slept for nearly an hour, but the fatigue all over my body was not relieved. Instead, my chest felt as if someone had stabbed me with a knife, and my breathing felt stagnant.
"hiss!"
Yan Yan covered his head, yawned, and opened the clothes covering the window. Thunder flashed outside, and big jade beads crackled to the ground.
Strong electric light illuminates the entire house.
"Um?"
At this moment, Yi Yan seemed to see that the previously closed door had been opened a crack.
He clearly remembered that he had closed the door at that time.
Yu Yan approached quietly, only to see that the secret sign he had wrapped around the door handle was destroyed.
Someone has been here!
Yi Yan's heart sank, and he felt much better.
Immediately I thought of the men in black who lived upstairs. If they were them, they all had tight muscles. At first glance, they looked like they had a few people who broke into a college student who had no power to restrain a chicken.
Rooms, some are unlikely.
Could it be a ghost?
Yi Yan naturally thought of the ghost mentioned by the young man and his instructions.
After a slight hesitation, I decided to open the door and go out to find out.
Confused, Ember blew out the candle and quietly opened the door.
The corridor was dark and silent.
“Looks like I’d better forget it.”
Just as he was about to go back, a thunder struck, and the lightning illuminated the entire wooden house again.
Under the electric light, a twisted black shadow formed on the opposite wall. It didn't look like a person or some animal.
And that shadow came from Jiang Qing's room.
Yi Yan took a deep breath, fixed the phone holder skillfully, lay on the ground, stretched the stand to the opposite side, and wanted to take advantage of the light reflected by the phone to see what was going on.
Adjust the angle and wait carefully for the next thunder and lightning.
"Boom!"
Another thunder struck, and in the dazzling light, the screen of the mobile phone reflected an old man wearing a blood-red shroud standing in Jiang Qing's room. He was hunched over, and a giant tumor on his back gradually condensed into a human shape.
, the bare lower body is covered with dense arms.
Ember's scalp was numb. This picture was completely unrealistic to humans. This was a monster! A humanoid monster with arms all over it!
Jiang Qing's face turned purple and he stared straight ahead with his eyes wide open. His whole body was fixed by the arms on the old man's legs, and his head was cut open. It seemed that he had died before he could react.
The old man raised his knife and tore off a scalp from Jiang Qing's head and handed it to the monster behind him.
A pair of small hands gradually formed on both sides of the tumor, took over the scalp, and swallowed it.
The light went out, and we were plunged into darkness again.
With his scalp numb and goosebumps all over his body, Yi Yan took back his phone and immediately closed the door.