The moment he walked out of the door, Zhao Jian felt that his feet were empty, and he fell forward. There was a "bang", and he felt as if he had fallen into a small container.
His limbs were fixed tightly, and it was very difficult for him to turn his neck. The whole person was in an inverted state.
"What's going on?!" Zhao Jian's back was soaked with cold sweat. If he stayed in this state, he would undoubtedly die.
Calm down, you must be calm.
Zhao Jian took a deep breath to calm himself down.
His current situation is much better than when he was chased by the evil ghost. What Zhao Jian has to do now is to find out where he is.
"This seems to be in a box, no, more like...a water tank..."
Zhao Jian had a bad premonition in his heart. He stretched his limbs as much as possible and twisted his waist, trying to correct the angle of his body so that he could escape from the trap more easily.
But after several attempts, he couldn't get what he wanted, because the water tank was so small that he couldn't even turn back and forth, let alone the more difficult up and down turn.
In the end, Zhao Jian could only maintain his original movements, with his face close to the bottom of the water tank, feeling a different kind of coldness.
"How could I be stumped by such a crisis? Even those evil spirits couldn't kill me before."
Zhao Jian gritted his teeth. Most of the skin on his body was covered with special tape. The cracked wounds on the exposed skin were not enough to break this fatal water tank.
He could only reluctantly try to push the lid of the water tank behind him with his still mobile legs, trying to open a gap first.
But Zhao Jian failed again.
There was something pressing on the lid, pressing him tightly into the water tank, unable to move. Standing upside down for a long time could not help but make his brain somewhat congested, coupled with the feeling of weakness from excessive blood loss and the restlessness of the ghost's recovery.
Zhao Jian felt as if his head was about to explode, and his legs kept kicking on the lid of the water tank.
"Dong dong dong——"
The sound of the water tank lid being knocked seemed to spread throughout Baiyang Village, and it seemed to attract something to the water tank.
At this time, Zhao Jian heard footsteps coming from the surrounding area, along with the sound of someone murmuring to himself. When he heard this sound, Zhao Jian's eyes widened and he couldn't help but tremble. How could he feel that this sound was unfamiliar to him.
That was his own voice.
He remembered that when he was collecting intelligence in Baiyang Village, he had found a water tank in the corner. He had been curious about what was contained in the water tank.
At that time, he only thought that the person imprisoned in the water tank was a ghost, but he did not expect that the person imprisoned in the water tank would be himself.
Fear appeared on Zhao Jian's face, making his already pale face even more distorted and ferocious.
But even so, he still resisted the urge to shout for help. He had not forgotten the trap set in the supernatural place before. At that time, he thought he had traveled to the future, but in fact it was a ghost.
trap.
It was impossible to guard against it. If it weren't for some unexpected circumstances he encountered along the way, he might have died in that supernatural place by now.
"Wait a minute, I still remember that Wen Zhong in that supernatural place gave me a special satellite phone." Zhao Jian's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't return the phone to Wen Zhong when he left.
.
Finally freeing an arm, he found after some fumbling that the special satellite phone was fastened to his back belt.
Zhao Jian gritted his teeth, and finally, with unremitting efforts, he successfully obtained this life-saving satellite phone from his lower back.
Just when he was about to use this mobile phone to contact Wen Zhong, he suddenly felt that his hair was a little wet, and a putrid smell came out of his head.
I reluctantly raised my head and took a look. I don't know when a pool of dark red blood appeared at the bottom of the water tank, and the pool of dark red blood was still rising up, almost visible to the naked eye.
on his forehead.
"What a joke!"
Zhao Jian was a little anxious. If it spread at this rate, he would drown in this tank of water in less than five minutes.
What's even more deadly is that the dark red blood seems to be corrosive. Festering appeared on the forehead not long after it was soaked in blood, which directly aggravated the putrid smell permeating the water tank.
The upper half of Zhao Jian's face was soaked in blood, and a trace of unwilling roar emerged from the corner of his mouth.
The dark red blood was constantly eroding his flesh with strong corrosiveness, and the supernatural power of the ghost wound seemed to be suppressed by the blood at this moment.
The open wound was wrapped in blood, and Gui Shang was undoubtedly at a disadvantage in the confrontation between them. This undoubtedly blocked Zhao Jian's last hope of escaping from here.
"Hehe, hehe, how could it be like this? Obviously... obviously..." Zhao Jian stopped struggling. Instead, he held the satellite phone and laughed miserably.
In this situation, he figured out one thing.
But that is not important now. What is important is that he is going to die. Baiyang Village is a dead end, and it is definitely a supernatural place with almost no solution.
If we use the terror level system certified by the headquarters, the terror level of this Baiyang Village is definitely S level.
The more you try to understand this village, the more you will be dragged into the bottomless abyss by this village. The real curse was actually planted when Zhao Jiangang stepped into this Baiyang Village.
"Wen Zhong...Boss Wen...you must never come to this village..."
He typed this line on the satellite phone with trembling hands. This was the only thing he could do at the end of his life. He only hoped that Wen Zhong would receive this message and never come to this village.
Come.
After a while, the dark red blood completely filled the water tank, and at the same time, the wall of the water tank also began to shrink toward the center.
If there are still living people outside at this time, they will find that what is placed in the corner of the village is not a water tank at all, but a ghost whose whole body is soaked in water until it is swollen.
You can see a human-shaped outline protruding from its belly, which is still squirming inside its body at this moment, but as it raises its swollen hand to pat its belly, the struggle of this human-shaped outline becomes weaker and weaker.
, until completely still.
The evil ghost finally closed its eyes and opened its mouth again, quietly waiting for the next unlucky guy to step into the fatal trap.