Here Lies The Wicked

In clearing the mountain road, a woman was accidentally found dead.

It spread quickly in the crowd.

It caused a lot of tension, and everyone was talking about it, and even people were sending pictures to the group.

The group kept hearing about it, and Fang Zheng quickly noticed it. Did it happen in a suspicious homicide at least 10 years ago?

If there is indeed a homicide, it means that the murderer may be in the village of Gui Jing or may no longer be in the village of Gui Jing.

If the murderer was in the village of Furui and the woman's bones were accidentally exposed... would all of them have entered the murderer's field of view?

This small mountain village, the ancient hearts and minds of the villagers from the beginning, gradually made everyone feel chilly. At first, this seemed like a common small mountain village, making Fang feel more and more lost.

If the murderer is truly hidden in the village, for every extra minute in the village, everyone will be in danger for one more minute; and there will be an outbreak of psychotic events, and the number of missing persons will increase, and they will be frowning and cannot be delayed so slowly.

No one is confident, and the next moment the danger will fall on who.

A breakthrough must be found as soon as possible.

The mysterious withered well of the pavilion and what Aunt Zhou had been hiding. At present, no breakthrough can be found. The only way to do this was to look out.

Outside search and rescue teams, where's the mudslide coming from?

If we can get everyone out of Gujing Village as soon as possible, it's another breakthrough… As long as we can get out of Mountain Village, the rest will naturally be handled by more professionals.

According to these two days of constant contact with the outside world, the search and rescue team seems to take about four or five days to open the road to Gujing Village...

But according to the current trend in the number of missing persons, don't say four or five days... I'm afraid it won't take even three days, everyone can't handle the stress first...

There was new news in the crowd as they rushed in the direction of the mudslides.

Someone has called the police.

Spread the mountain out.

Israelis practiced martial arts and quickly arrived at the scene where everyone was cleaning up the mudslides, but he bypassed and continued.

If it takes about four or five days for the search and rescue teams to clear the way to Gujing Village, it means that the search and rescue teams are actually not far from Gujing Village.

The correct fitness man, he quickly turned over the mudslide landslide that everyone was cleaning up. After following the Panshan Highway for an hour, a second mudslide landslide was discovered...

However……

The third slip of mudslide, the fourth slip of mudslide, as if it were endless, has been circulating in a slip of mudslide... standing still.

Immediately afterwards, his figure, instead of moving forward, cut a shortcut directly from the mountain forest, directly overturned the hill towards the top of the hill, intending to view a wider view from the top of the hill.

But after the storm in the mountain forest, the soil under his feet was slippery, rugged, walking, and he soon found a more strange thing. Every time he could only walk a distance between the mountain forests, he would have to fall back because the soil was slippery, trapped, and could not move on.

This kind of weird scene in front of you makes Fang square scalp blow up... think of the familiar three words, ghosts hit the wall!

You'll never find your way out.

The infinitely circulating mudslide landslide, never going to the top of the mountain... the square face changed dramatically, often walking by the river, finally winning him a prize.

Oddly enough, he never found out...

Even The Monkey Meditation can't see the ghost hitting the wall...

There is only one possibility!!

The expression on Fang's face was extremely heavy. Before the sun went down, Fang was returning to the village with his tired body. At this moment, he was exhausted and his face became more pale.

Through this day of exploration, the party is discovering an extremely frightening fact. The scale and scope of this ghost wall is unprecedented. Neither Panshan Highway down the mountain nor Panshan Highway up the mountain can find a way out.

It is equivalent to saying that everyone is trapped in the village of Furui, unable to go out...

The more I thought about it, the more the back of the chestnut, such as the current all over my body: “What happened to the ghost that hit the wall at Li Peng's house in the village? ”

“Is it ghosts hitting walls, ghosts hitting walls, like dreams? Think you've woken up, but you can't pull yourself out in deeper dreams...”

When Fang returned to the village of Gujing, the team who happened to encounter the excavation of mudslides also returned to the village. Looking at a face walking in the team, Zhang Jianming, the country bus driver..., the lower consciousness is slightly frowned upon, the mood is complicated, it can appear silent.

Only after experiencing ghost beating the wall can you truly experience the fantasy of ghost beating the wall... do these people really exist? Or is it part of the ghost wall again?

“It's not supposed to be fake, right? ”

“It is impossible for everyone to get on a village bus with Wenwu Township long before entering the mountain. If even Wenwu Township is covered, then this ghost is too counterproductive, it is simply incomprehensible. ”

Tighten a pair of eyebrows squarely.

He was wondering, who were the dozens of self-driving tourists who showed up? Or something else?

People often say that the eyes and ears are false, but this time the ghost is beating the wall, the party is already a little uncertain, what do you see in front of you, what are the real points and what are the false points?

On the same day, when it was not all dark, the villagers had come home early to rest.

The doors and windows of the home are closed.

The whole village was dead and silent, like a cemetery, sinking into strange silence at night, the bugbird dog barked and disappeared, with an unnamed shady chill.

But in a group created temporarily by lingering tourists, everyone was still panicking and discussing the woman's bones that had been dug up during the day.

Everybody's nervous. Guess who this woman's skeleton is.

The murderer who dumped the body, wasn't he a villager from Koi Village?

However, Fang did not participate in the conversation. He was practicing spiritual martial arts again and again. In this increasingly bizarre ancient village, a strong sense of crisis approaching one step at a time, he must return to its peak as soon as possible.

Just as Fang was practicing spiritual martial arts, suddenly, the voice of Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou entered Fang Zheng's ear.

“Old man, the chicken outside the door doesn't seem to be moving. Could it be that he hasn't let the chicken rest for the past few nights? What happened?” First, Aunt Zhou's voice.

“In the daytime, I saw that the chicken's mind was wrong, and I unloaded the rope and carefully fed some fodder and fresh water. ”

“Old lady, I'm going out to check it out.” This time it was Uncle Li's voice.

Aunt Zhou worried about the sound: “Old man, let's not go out after the night. ”

Uncle Li's impatient voice: “I just opened the door to see what happened to the chickens on the door. It's not like I'm going out. Stop talking. ”

Then, sound the footsteps and gently walk towards the door.

Shh, the door is open... there is only silence left, no sound...