Chapter 43 Lao Lin
“Hey, Wen Zhong, can you still hear me?”
Ling Jin asked anxiously, but the only sound left in response to her was “sand, sand” .
Ling Jin immediately hung up the phone and dialed the backup line, trying to get in touch with Wen Zhong again, but there was still a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
"Team Zhao, no, we can't contact the ghost controller Wen Zhong." Ling Jin hung up the phone and turned to shout to Zhao Jianguo. At this time, Zhao Jianguo had also reported to the headquarters, and his face looked very ugly. .
"I understand. Let's first contact Li Leping from Dachuan City and Xiao Qin from Daluo City. They are currently the closest to Da'an City. Ask them to put down what they are doing and go to support immediately. The reward will be doubled." Zhao Jianguo said with a wave of his hand.
"Yes."
Zhao Jianguo communicated with the senior officials of the headquarters, but the result was not ideal. These senior officials are basically ordinary people, all of whom are politicians. They usually focus on intrigues. Everyone is doing Tai Chi at critical moments.
In their eyes, the ghost controller is just a dispensable chess piece, as is Chen Zhanluo, and so is Wen Zhong, but their participation is still needed in the actual execution.
At this time, a petite girl walked into the wiring room with a stack of information and said to Zhao Jianguo: "Team Zhao, I searched through the files at the headquarters and found no information about the ghost forest. ”
"Go find Chen Zhanluo and the others who have been responsible for supernatural events. There should be clues there." Zhao Jianguo pointed to the depths of the archives room. The petite girl immediately nodded and ran towards the archives room.
Mo Sheng is not a ghost controller who belongs to the headquarters in the true sense. Otherwise, investigating his files would be the fastest. Now he has to fall back and investigate Chen Zhanluo's files.
"Team Zhao, we can't contact Li Leping and Xiao Qin." The operator responsible for contacting the two shouted, "No one answered their calls. They are also suspected of being involved in supernatural events."
< br>Zhao Jianguo's face darkened when he heard this. He raised his hand to grab something, but in the end he just clenched his fist and slammed it on the table.
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There was darkness in front of him, enough darkness to seep into his eyes.
In the darkness, without a trace of light, it was like being in a narrow stone wall, with only urgency and despair. Wen Zhongzheng bowed his waist and stood quietly on the spot, waiting for his eyes to adapt to the surrounding environment. .
After being shrouded in black mist, Wen Zhong briefly lost consciousness and even dropped his satellite phone. Then he was thrown to an unknown corner in the black mist. He only found out when he woke up. , there was darkness and silence all around, and only his slight breathing could be heard.
Wen Zhong's body feels very light now, and the ghost bacteria seems to not exist. It is suppressed by the surrounding darkness. This makes his heart sink to the bottom, which means that his ghost realm can no longer be used. .
Although he can still use ghost hands, losing the ghost domain in this ghost place has basically sentenced him to death, because this ghost place is too dangerous, even when he is on the line between life and death in Qilin Mansion, he I have never felt like this before.
After an unknown period of time, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. Although he could not see very clearly, he roughly judged from the outlines that there were several old trees planted around him. The trunks were not thick, and they were probably as big as an adult's waist thickness.
The old trees are planted relatively densely, as if they have been deliberately arranged, and they are arranged densely one by one.
There is still a layer of mist in the woods, like a layer of haze, giving the woods a cold and strange feeling.
Looking at the ground again, the soil underfoot is relatively soft. There are no weeds on it, but it is covered with a layer of fallen leaves and dry fallen branches.
After briefly observing the surroundings, Wen Zhong stood up slowly. Yan Duo was not beside him. He must have been dispersed when he was pulled into the black mist. I wonder how he is now.
His mind is a little confused now. If he is really regarded as the medium for the ghost forest to invade reality, as Yuesichuan said, does that mean that he needs to completely solve this supernatural incident in order to escape.
Wen Zhong slowly raised his hands. He could feel the throbbing coming from the ghost hands. Different from the silence of the ghost bacteria, in the ghost realm, the ghost hands were somewhat active.
"Ghosts twist people..." Wen Zhong looked at the ghost hands and had a bold idea, "If I use these ghost hands to twist the ghost domain, what effect will it have? I don't know if it can be relied on. Escape with these ghost hands."
Wen Zhongzeng. In the Qilin Mansion, he used ghost hands to successfully twist a severed hand codenamed "Ghost Painting Talisman". However, firstly, the severed hand was not very scary after it was revived. Secondly, he had ghost bacteria to assist him at that time. Now he relies solely on ghosts. It may be very difficult to twist the ghost realm with your hands.
Moreover, now that ghost bacteria are silent, using the power of ghosts must be carefully considered. At that moment, Wen Zhong gave up the idea of relying on ghost hands to get out of trouble.
"It's better to look for clues around first. Just standing here is not an option." Although it seems to be safe here, staying here timidly is not an option.
Wen Zhong raised one foot and took a step forward gently. After confirming that it was safe, he began to move slowly towards the front of the woods. Losing the ghost realm made him become more cautious.
Even if he lifted it gently and his footsteps landed on the ground, he still made the sound of leaves and branches being stepped on. The "snap, snap" broke the silence around him. Wen Zhong wrinkled when he heard it. Frowning, but helpless.
In this way, Wen Zhong raised his heart and walked to an old tree. He observed carefully that the old trees in front of him were not the tree species seen in daily life. The bark was black and purple, and the branches and leaves were decayed. Sparse.
"It's really weird that all these old trees are withered but not dead..." Wen Zhong carefully avoided the old trees. Even if he had ghost hands, he was unwilling to touch these weird old trees.
"Speaking of which, these old trees are somewhat similar to the one in Mo Sheng's shadow, but there are still some differences..."
Mo Sheng's old tree has a rich blood color on its trunk, and its size is It's not as good as the old trees in front of you, it's probably only one-third as long as these old trees.
“There are so many weird old trees, even if you stand and do nothing, it’s enough to make you feel oppressive.” Wen Zhong smiled mockingly. He remembered that he had not found the same ghost so far. There should be another reason for these ghost trees.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhong stepped forward and continued walking. He was going to meet Yan Duo first before making the next step.
Suddenly, he heard a burst of soft footsteps, which seemed to be following behind him. Wen Zhong listened carefully and found that the footsteps were very regular.
He was startled because it didn't sound like the footsteps of a living person, but like... a ghost. (End of this chapter)