In the ghost forest, the haze is still thick and deep, and strange sounds can occasionally be heard from the surrounding old trees, making the ghost forest look even more eerie and weird.
Wen Zhong was holding Chen Yanyun in one hand and carrying an old mountaineering bag on his back. Min Qing was behind him, following his steps closely for fear of being left behind.
On the way, Min Qing wanted to ask several times what happened before, but seeing Wen Zhong's frown, she gave up the idea.
She also discovered another strange thing, that is, there was a blood-stained nursing wristband wrapped around Wen Zhong's wrist. The style of this wristband was very old, but Min Qing felt that it looked very familiar.
Where have you seen it.
As if sensing Min Qing's gaze, Wen Zhong raised his wrist, shook it towards her, and said, "Why, have you seen this nursing wristband on my wrist?"
When Min Qing heard this, he nodded first, then shook his head, and finally tilted his head and stuck out his tongue, leaving Wen Zhong speechless for a while.
Wen Zhong frowned and said, "What do you mean, are you making fun of me?"
"No, no, my family comes from a family of doctors. This kind of wristband can cost up to eight thousand, if not ten thousand. I saw that the wristband on your wrist is rather...old, so I am very curious." Min Qing explained quickly.
"A family of doctors." Wen Zhong thought for a while and said, "Then have you heard of the abandoned Da'an Mental Hospital? This wristband should be related to that place."
After saying that, Wen Zhong shook the wristband again. This curse was very difficult. If it weren't for the clapping hands of the resentful ghost, and if there weren't ghost eyes, he might have been taken away by that weird hospital one day without knowing why.
"Ah! Da'an City Mental Hospital." Min Qing covered his mouth and shouted, "You, you haven't been to that place, have you?"
"What do you know? I have never been there, but I have dealt with the "doctors" there." Wen Zhong said.
He had taken that weird bus, and one of its stops was the abandoned Da'an Mental Hospital. At that time, three ghosts came out of the hospital and took the bus, and someone even committed suicide by jumping off the top floor of the hospital.
Afterwards, the bus stalled and Wen Zhong was almost kidnapped by two of the doctor ghosts. Fortunately, Zhou Deng was there and saved his life, making a ghost controller named Bao Hui his scapegoat.
At that time, Wen Zhong only thought that the matter was over, but he did not expect that the curse would always be on him.
"My parents used to work in that hospital..." After a moment of silence, Min Qing whispered, her face a little pale as if recalling bad past events, "That place is very weird, every time I go there
I feel something is wrong there.”
"It's like..."
Min Qing's face became even paler, and after a while he said, "It's like being in this forest."
Wen Zhongdao: "Explain."
Min Qing shook his head and said: "I was still young at the time and can't remember many things clearly. I just remember that I would cry every time I went there, so my parents stopped taking me there."
At this moment, the sound of gongs suddenly sounded from all around, and the sound came from far away, interrupting what Wen Zhong was going to say next.
The surrounding haze became colder at this moment, and the sound of the gong was getting closer and closer to the three of them, followed by a slight sound of footsteps, which combined with the sound of the gong, added a bit of weirdness.
Wen Zhong didn't speak. As a sound of flesh cracking sounded and a gray light illuminated the surrounding haze, he decided to avoid this strange team.
Min Qing covered her mouth tightly, her whole body was trembling, Chen Yanyun was still being held by Wen Zhong in his hand, I don't know if Wen Zhong's hand was too heavy, because he still showed no sign of waking up.
Suddenly, Wen Zhong said with an ugly face: "Be careful, something is coming."
His ghost realm was nailed.
At this moment, a figure suddenly walked into his ghost realm from the haze. The figure came closer from far away. No, no, there was more than one person, there were two, three, four,
The number of people is still increasing.
Walking towards him was a man in mourning clothes, holding a spiritual tablet in his hand. His face had no facial features, and his body was slightly leaning forward, as if he was paying homage to something.
Behind them are two people who are also wearing mourning clothes. The difference is that they each hold a gong in their hands. Every time they take a step, they will knock the gong in their hands. The sound is loud and harsh, and the people who listen to it will feel palpitated.
Looking further back, there was a huge cyan coffin, which was carried on the shoulders of six people. The coffin was covered with black soil, and it looked like it had just been dug out.
This is not over yet. There is a figure also wearing mourning clothes closely behind the coffin. His appearance cannot be seen clearly. He is holding a soul-calling flag in his hand and shaking it stiffly.
Looking at these people, a word flashed in Wen Zhong's mind - funeral. Yes, these people seemed to be at a funeral, walking in this ghost forest.
"Are these all ghosts?" Wen Zhong slowly raised his right hand and tried to distinguish them with his ghost pupils.
A faint white light lit up, and Wen Zhong closed his eyes, but what Guitong saw was darkness, as if... someone blocked Guitong's sight.
Wen Zhong frowned, his ghost realm was nailed in place, and he could not rely on the ghost realm to escape now. He could only hide himself as much as possible, hoping not to disturb this weird funeral procession.
"Back off, there may be a group of ghosts coming from the other side." Wen Zhong turned to Min Qing and said, "Don't make a sound, they are coming soon."
After saying that, Wen Zhong immediately retreated, Min Qing followed closely behind Wen Zhong, and soon the two of them retreated into the woods nearby.
These ghosts were too weird. Wen Zhong also saw a ghost at a funeral for the first time. However, ghosts are immortal, so what exactly was lying in the coffin? Could it be a more terrifying ghost?
The fierce ghosts were walking in Wen Zhong's ghost realm, and the sound of gongs kept ringing. The two of them hid aside and did not even dare to breathe. As they approached, a subtle ringing sound gradually sounded in Wen Zhong's ears.
"What sound...who is ringing the bell..." At this moment, Chen Yanyun suddenly opened his eyes and murmured a few words. Wen Zhong's expression changed, and he immediately struck Chen Yanyun on the neck with another hand knife.
But it's too late.
The sound of gongs around him disappeared at some point. Wen Zhong looked up and saw that this strange funeral procession stood quietly on the spot. They all raised their heads and raised their lifeless pale faces. They all faced
in the direction of the three people.
"Damn it." Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and looked at the funeral procession with an ugly expression.
There seemed to be a brief stalemate between them.