Chapter 207 Heading to the future
“Boss Wen, why are you here!?”
“Huh? It’s you Zhao Jian, why are you here.” Wen Zhong saw from the residence The person who came out turned out to be Zhao Jianshi. He was also surprised, and the look on his face became a little strange.
Zhao Jian was still in chaos. After hearing this, he immediately said: "Boss Wen, I still want to ask you this. Didn't you ask me to go to Baiyang Village to look for clues about this village? "
"You have been missing for so long, I thought something happened to you." Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows and said, "What you said means that you have been staying in this village. Where? ”
Zhao Jian nodded. He didn't understand why Wen Zhong said that. He just hadn't contacted Wen Zhong for four days. He didn't expect that the other party would come directly to Baiyang Village.
Without any time to wonder, Zhao Jian quickly told Wen Zhong what he found in Baiyang Village, especially about the rotting corpse.
As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhong's expression became even weirder. He didn't say anything more, he just took out a mobile phone from his pocket and threw it to Zhao Jian.
Zhao Jian took the phone in confusion and looked at it. His expression changed instantly. He saw the date column displayed on the screen of the phone. The date displayed at this moment was actually a week later.
To put it in layman’s terms, Zhao Jian traveled through time, and he actually traveled to the future.
"Zhao Jian, you." Wen Zhong said hesitantly, "What exactly happened to you in Baiyang Village, and how did you end up like this?"
"It's a long story. , I am still confused, I was chased by a fierce ghost before I ran here," Zhao Jianpo said helplessly.
He actually traveled through time, are you kidding me?
"Forget it, there happens to be a shortage of manpower here. Come and help first. This is not going back in time anyway. Just pretend that you slept for a week." Wen Zhong said lightly.
Zhao Jian smiled bitterly and said: "That's all we can do, so, what help do you need from me? If it's looking for something, I'm pretty good at it, but it's hard to say anything else."
"Looking for something?" Wen Zhong walked while motioning for Zhao Jian to follow: "Of course not looking for something. Have you forgotten what we are best at?"
Zhao Jian asked with some confusion. He said: "What is it?"
"Of course you are burying something. It seems that you have slept for too long." Wen Zhong sighed and increased his speed.
Inexplicably, this feeling was very wrong. Zhao Jian felt that Wen Zhong was a little strange. No, it was not just Wen Zhong. He felt that the whole Baiyang Village was a little strange.
“Wen Zhong, where are you going?”
Zhao Jian had a vague feeling that Wen Zhong currently had more information about Baiyang Village than he did. At least the path they were taking now was something he had never discovered.
Wen Zhong did not speak, but turned his back to Zhao Jian and kept walking towards the depths of the woods.
Soon, as the two of them went deeper, an extremely strong smell of blood came from the depths of the woods.
Before Zhao Jian could say anything else, at this moment, several black shadows suddenly flashed through the woods on both sides. The leaves kept shaking, and the sound of rustling echoed throughout the woods.
Wen Zhong stopped immediately when he heard the voice. He turned his head and motioned for Zhao Jian to hide in the grass with him.
Zhao Jian was a little confused, but looking at Wen Zhong's serious expression, he still did as he was told. The two of them just squatted in the grass nearby and observed the surrounding movements.
"No, Boss Wen, what is going on now?" Zhao Jian asked a little strangely, the situation is getting more and more weird now.
"The ghost is coming out. Let's hide here for a while." Wen Zhong said meaningfully.
The two of them stayed here for half an hour. Suddenly, Zhao Jian raised his head and looked deep into the woods. The smell of blood was dissipating.
It’s not completely dissipated, but a piece is missing, like a gaping hole. This feeling is hard to describe, as if there is a new road that cuts off the smell of blood.
Suddenly, a highly blurred figure walked crookedly and step by step on this path. Its body was wrapped in black mist, and its specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
"There's only one, it's okay." Wen Zhong stared at the dark and blurry figure with flickering eyes. After a while, the other person left the path, and the surroundings became calm again.
"What is that ghost thing?" Zhao Jian asked.
"I didn't know either. This kind of thing would appear in Baiyang Village every night." Wen Zhong said, "Didn't you come here to find information? How come you don't even know about this kind of thing?"
"Maybe the village had not yet recovered at that time. I did not encounter this phenomenon." Zhao Jian scratched his head and said: "Then again, why are you the only one here, Boss Wen? Fang Where are the boss and boss Wang? ”
"Well, they are all inside. You can see them if you walk along this path." Wen Zhong said.
Seeing that the abnormalities around them had subsided, Wen Zhong and Zhao Jian returned to the path again, preparing to continue moving deeper into the woods.
This time Wen Zhong's speed was much faster than before, and Zhao Jian could only barely keep up with Wen Zhong by trying his best.
He didn't want to follow him, but it was obvious that Wen Zhong knew more than him here, and the surrounding environment was too weird. He didn't know why Zhao Jian always felt that something was not right.
“We’re here.” Wen Zhong said suddenly.
They came to a dark iron door. The iron door was covered with smelly loess. The door lock was picked open. Under Zhao Jian's somewhat fearful eyes, Wen Zhong kicked open the iron door. Instantly, a wave of The familiar rancid smell hit my face.
"What is this place?"
Zhao Jian looked at the dim scenery inside the iron gate and the rotten smell that was so strong that it almost turned into substance. He suppressed the desire to Feeling the urge to vomit, he asked Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong said: "This is a cemetery. We have killed all the other ghost masters. Now we need to find something to bury them. You just happened to be here, so I would like to ask you to help. "
The voice was very cold, as natural as killing a chicken. Looking at him, there was a trace of scarlet blood in his eyes, as if he still had something to say.
"What's wrong? You look reluctant?" Wen Zhong said with a frown.
"Is there any?" Zhao Jian said.
"Yes, are you hungry?" Wen Zhong walked into the cemetery with a smile.
Zhao Jian saw this and immediately followed him. For some reason, this cemetery was darker than the surrounding environment. It looked extremely eerie. He didn’t know if it was an illusion. Zhao Jian only felt that he heard nails scratching the coffin. The sound of the board. (End of this chapter)