Chapter 600 Gods
It was already dark outside. At this time, Jiang Cheng and others were gathered in the living room. Everyone lowered their heads, and the expressions on their faces were indescribably weird.
Two bodies were lying on the ground, their faces covered with clothes.
"How could this happen?" Zhao Xingguo sat slumped on the ground, as if he had not yet come out of the shock. Less than 2 days after they entered this world, he was the only one left in his team. one person.
Of the two corpses, one is naturally Pandu, and the other is Linghu Yong.
"What else do I want to ask you?" Fu Fu sneered and asked in a dissatisfied tone: "You still lead a team to carry out a mission like this, and you can't even look down on one person."
"Forget about the dead, not the living. You can't recognize him, don't you have eyes?" Although Fu Fu was young, she didn't mean to respect Zhao Xingguo at all.
“Say less.” Luo He said.
His tone was flat, and there was no other emotion in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Xingguo. Rather than pitying Zhao Xingguo, it was better to say that he disdained his communication.
“Let’s talk about what happened to you first.” Jiang Cheng looked away, his eyes passing over Luo He’s calm face, and finally stopped at Huaiyi and the others.
Huaiyi seemed to have received some kind of instruction and recounted their experience. Linghu Yong's body was the one they found in the last and largest room.
When the body was discovered, he was lying on the luxurious bed, with his hands folded together and flat on his chest, with a strange smile on his face.
Same as the victims found before.
What is even more chilling is what is exposed after the decorative painting on the door falls off.
That is a photo with yellowed corners.
There is a man standing in the center of the photo, his body twisted forward strangely, his hands like chicken claws raised, and his body is covered with ragged wounds.
There was no flesh and blood in the wound, only dry grass, as if a piece of human skin was draped on a straw man.
It’s Linghu Yong.
With this discovery, they found photos behind the decorative paintings on every door in the corridor.
There are men and women in the photos, and they all appear to be members of the Feng family.
The moment they saw Linghu Yong's photo and body, they immediately realized that the Jiangcheng team was in danger.
Because not long ago, the two teams just separated.
But in order to avoid alerting the enemy, everyone did not use any lighting equipment. Instead, they calculated the time and gathered together at 2 o'clock in the morning to start taking action.
Because of the poor lighting, they could only get a vague overview. At that time, they remembered that there were 10 people in total, 5 people in one team.
"Could it be that Linghu Yong was already dead at that time, and Linghu Yong who was in the team was a ghost?!" Pi Ruan seemed to have realized this, and when he looked at the body on the ground, his pupils could not stop. Live trembling.
"You can say that." It was Lin Waner who spoke. She glanced at the other corpse lying on the ground, "It's Pandu."
Similar to the experience of Luohe's team, Jiangcheng and the others did not. Encountering that weird fog, they arrived at their target area smoothly.
In Jiangcheng’s plan, Liu Laizi should live nearby.
After all, his legs and feet are not good, so his range of activities will not be too wide.
But during the search, they encountered a problem. The area seemed to be where servants lived, so there were many rooms and they were very dense, with various low and uneven paths interspersed among them.
Not long after, they actually got lost inside.
After walking far away, Jiang Cheng stopped and realized that they were not simply lost.
He has a good memory and the direction he chooses is fixed.
According to the distance they have traveled, they must have left Feng Mansion now.
The problem is not the road under their feet, but themselves.
Someone sneaked in, right next to them.
Same as in the gold mine tunnels.
He calmly began to look at the people around him. Counting him, there were five people in total. Everyone's face was very familiar, and there was no flaw in it.
He excused himself to be on guard again and retreated to the back of the team, continuing to observe until a hand waved in front of his eyes.
Lin Wan'er stretched out a hand and pointed at the ground. After a moment, Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he nodded his chin as usual.
Just now, a group of them stepped through a puddle, so everyone left a wet, muddy footprint on the ground after walking through.
But among the many footprints, there were actually a few barefoot footprints. The footprints were relatively small and looked like children.
This small footprint followed Linghu Yong crookedly, looking at the distance between the footprints, it seemed as if it was clinging to his back.
“Everyone, please be careful.” The fat man’s voice came, very low. His thick neck was huddled in his collar, and his small eyes rolled around, seemingly very alert, “There’s something wrong around here. "
"Okay." Linghu Yong, who was next to him, shrank his waist and responded.
Just when Jiang Cheng noticed something strange behind Linghu Yong, a strange feeling came over him, and he felt dazed for a moment.
The next second, when he opened his eyes again, before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he heard the fat man suddenly scream, "Fuck! What is going on?!"
In his sight, a straight and stiff body stood in front of him, still walking with its back to him, but the owner of the body had changed.
It was not Linghu Yong, but Pandu who should have died on the bed in the room.
"So, after the ghost was seen through, the illusion disappeared." Luo He analyzed: "It's the same as before."
In the tunnel, it was Luo He who also saw through the ghosts who had infiltrated among them, but in a different way. He dialed Na Ruhu's phone number.
Pandu is not like a ghost, the thing clinging to his back is.
He can only be regarded as a puppet at best.
"It's a pair of small footprints. It seems that this ghost should be a child." Huaiyi touched his chin and said: "Or the form shown is that of a child."
" By the way, we were attracted into that room by a burst of singing." Huaiyi continued: "That's it. It's the song "Sakura Falls""
The songs only circulated in Yoko's hometown, the straw man, the wish, the god whose temper is uncertain, plus the new footprints of children.
It seems that there are more and more clues, but they all point to that A temple in a foreign country, the remaining time will definitely not be enough to support their journey to the East.
"Could it be possible?" the fat man asked in a low voice: "There is something wrong with that temple? What is worshiped there is not a god at all, but a ghost?"
"That ghost and the Oriental people We came together and traveled across the ocean."
At this point, the fat man paused and scratched his head. He seemed to think that what he said was not specific enough, but he didn't know what to say. (End of chapter)