Here Lies The Wicked

Wang Gen approached the cabin, but he found a little detail.

That is, there is a bright light in the cabin, and there are a lot of noisy noises, through the windows, and it doesn't seem to see people moving back and forth.

There are at least a dozen people in this noise.

As a matter of fact, with so many people gathered, there should be so many people walking around. Are these people sitting on the floor?

At this time Wang Ron, there is already hesitation on his face.

But a black light flamed around him, and the occasional beast roar made him lose the courage to return.

I wondered if it was a psychological effect. Wang Ron felt his neck suddenly cool. It seemed that someone was standing behind him. He blew a shadow wind at his neck, causing him to tremble all over his body. His eyes hurried back to look behind him in horror, but nothing.

Wang Root felt cold and panicked. He hurried to the door. He raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door. As a result, his fingers just touched the wooden door. The door was not locked. He gently pushed open a door seam.

Wang Gen tried to push, and he easily pushed the door open.

“Sorry to bother you, I'm lost in the mountains, I hope...”

Squeaks... Just as Wang Gen opened the door, he suddenly disappeared after a dozen people had made noise.

It's like a sip of calm in the old forest in the deep mountains. Suddenly, a stone shook the ripples, disturbed the calm...

At this time, Wang Root had pushed open the wooden door, and everything in the room was in the eye… Wang Root's heart pounded, almost bouncing out of his chest, his eyes glaring.

Empty!

This is an empty house, no one!

A strong cold gushes from the bottom of my heart.

Wang Root turned around and tried to escape. His face was filled with despair and panic.

“Save…”

The half-cutting noise sounded in the Dark Ghost Forest, but it immediately stopped, squeaking, and the wooden door closed again.

In an empty cabin, the noise of noise and noise again sounded like a lot of people were gathering in the house.

Outside the house, the heavens and the earth, once again silenced into the darkness of five fingers.

Only an old tree stood under the night in a blurred silence, and the original lost lamb was gone...

Time passes, minute by second.

As if the heavens and the earth were permanently isolated from the outside world, the sound of the outside world could not be transmitted into the independent world, and nothing strange about the world could be known to the outside world.

Moon is shifting west.

The night is thicker and darker, and the dark blind man's forest is more gloomy, and the temperature difference between day and night is even greater. Even the strange sounds that could have been heard from time to time are not known when, they all disappear.

It's like everything's going to be quiet.

It's like, this time belongs to another, weirder world.

Only that wooden house in the woods, still lit up the light source, seemed to be a source of attraction to moth fire, attracting a moth whose head didn't know the flame was enough to burn its life, not to die.

Inside the cabin, the crowd is still lively and it seems that many people are gathering.

An hour.

Two hours.

Sysoso, in a dark night, emits a shrub, the sound of grass leaves being moved, and the sound is gradually approaching the direction of the cabin.

Getting closer.

It's just that in the blind forest without moonlight, you can't see five fingers, you can't see everything in the distance.

Everything is pulled into the shadows of darkness, like a ghost dancing its claws toward you.

The sound is getting closer and closer to the cabin, but due to the lack of light in the dark, it is always impossible to see what is coming.

Is it a beast?

Or another stray lamb?

Or something weird?

It was not until about ten meters, the light coming out of the cabin, that a little dark edge was slightly dashed, illuminating that it was a human figure.

This is another moth attracted by the light...

Fang looked at the noisy cabin in front of him, and his eyes filled with thoughts.

Along the way, he searched the remaining two cabins, both of which seemed already overwhelmed by the weight of history and fell into the ruins of years.

At present, this is the third cabin that Gao Shu painted.

And as Ko Sook said, Ko Sook did not lie to him, it is true that there are three switches downhole, all of which lead to three wooden houses in the Black Blind Forest.

This is the third cabin and the only remaining intact cabin.

At this time, there is only one person.

He came alone.

Didn't bring the old god stick.

His secrets were not easily known by the old clergyman, so he continued to arrange for the village in front of the door.

Fang Zheng is not worried about the safety of the old god stick. Something so big happened in the village in front of the door. The entire house of Lao San Li collapsed into ruins. At this time, the whole village should have been in their sleep was already shocked.

At this moment, the village in front of the door is lively.

Therefore, Fang is not worried about the safety of the old god stick, unless Gao Shu painting lurks back to the village in front of the door, then kill the old god stick at all costs, and kill all the witnesses next to the old god stick again.

But in the end, this woman would definitely kill the whole Gao family, so it's unlikely.

At the same time, Fang Zheng's intention is to protect the three Li couples by keeping the old god stick with them. Fang Zheng always felt that the two of them must know something. Otherwise, they would suddenly enter into a meddling marriage at a good end, which is in itself the biggest doubt.

At this time, the closer you get to the cabin, the more clearly you can hear the noise in the cabin, but these voices are filled with intense dialects.

The dialects of these people are flat tongued.

They should all be from coastal provinces, possibly local people nearby.

As a native of the city, Fang Zheng's eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently. He couldn't understand a word of these dialects.

Fang Zheng gazed deeply at the strange noisy cabin under the night. He looked calm and approached the cabin.

Just as we were approaching the cabin, we were suddenly slightly shocked. It seemed like something had been discovered. We squatted down and looked at the ground under our feet. Hurrah, there were a series of fresh footprints on the ground.

It is a person's footprint, which is fresh because it is clear and the rolled soil has a little moisture that is not completely dry yet.

Footprints come from another direction of the mountain forest and eventually disappear in front of the threshold.

Seems to be already in the cabin?

“Hmm?”

Fang found something wrong. There were obviously a few steps in front of the threshold that confused the footprints. The footprints overlapped and overlapped. It seemed that the person found something when he walked to the threshold and wanted to return it. But by then, the footprints had disappeared.

Fang stood up slowly and glanced slightly at the loud wooden house with the light in front of him.

“I accidentally got lost in the woods and wanted to spend the night here, wondering if I could stay the night? “

“Excuse me, is anyone there? ”

“If anyone, please squeak...”

The voice panicked, anxious, as if it were really just a stray lamb.