"You, how do you know......" Zhang Hansen's shoulders trembled slightly, looking nervous. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I smiled and looked up at him: "Lao Zhang, you tell me directly, there is something...... I still know a little. ”

Zhang Hansen hesitated, sat down next to me, and sighed silently: "Alas~ That's right, this Mawangzhai is not only haunted, some strange things often happen. And...... There have also been zombies in Turtle Village!"

Zhang Hansen paused and looked up at the stars in the sky: "The old man in the village said that the zombie was the head of Mawangzhai, and after he died, he was too angry and became a zombie." At that time, the old man in the village knew a little about folk exorcism, and used glutinous rice to drive away the zombies, and I left the turtle village soon after, and later ...... I don't know what will happen again. ”

"So that's ......" I nodded, thought about it carefully, and asked, "Do you remember the location of Mawangzhai?"

"Well, remember!" Zhang Hansen nodded affirmatively, raised his hand and pointed to his left: "It's ...... Hmmm......"

I quickly covered his mouth and gaged the words on his lips.

Dr. He didn't know when he walked towards us, only about ten meters away from us. It's dangerous......

"Hehe...... Dr. He smiled and walked up to us, "Officer Leng, what are you talking about here?"

"Just take a look. I stood up and patted the dirt on my pants: "The air on this mountain top is really good......

"Yes!" Dr. He nodded and sighed, "Now that the city is heavily polluted, it is really a luxury to want to breathe such fresh air. ”

"Alas~" Dr. He shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and turned around and walked in the direction of the tent: "It's a pity, it would be nice if I could stay here for a long time." ”

After Dr. He left, Hansen and I looked at each other. He turned around and pointed to the raised hill on the left, a little far away from us: "Mawangzhai is over there, it's very evil over there, and you can't go there." ”

I was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke: "The key is to get Dr. He, they have brought so many instruments, and Dr. He is an experienced expert, it is only a matter of time before he finds Mawangzhai." ”

"What then?" Zhang Hansen frowned and looked at me, obviously anxious.

I looked up at him: "Looks like ...... We can only go to Mawangzhai to see first, and if we encounter something, we can adapt to it. ”

"Okay!" Zhang Hansen nodded and glanced in the direction of the tent.

We found some dry firewood around, and when we got back, we had already set up our tents and sat around chatting.

"What are you talking about? So happy. I smiled and walked over to them.

"Sister Leng, come and sit down. Xiaomei patted the vacant seat beside her, raised the corners of her lips lightly, and the two dimples on her face were very flattering: "He Xiaohao, they are telling stories, everyone takes turns to tell a story, Sister Leng will come and play together, right?"

I glanced at Zhang Hansen and nodded: "Okay." ”

Zhang Hansen put the dry firewood in the open space next to him and set up a fire. I walked over and sat next to Xiaomei, just bored and able to pass the time.

The first to tell the story was a boy with glasses, Sven Wen, who didn't usually talk much, and I didn't know what his name was.

"Let me tell you about my own experience, about my grandmother. I pulled up my sleeves, sat upright, and prepared to speak.