It has been two days since he fled from Shazhen, and Liang Guo did not dare to take the avenue, but chose some side paths to stop and go. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fearful of the man who called himself Griffith who appeared mysteriously and healed his hands and eyes, Liang Guo was cautious all the way, but did some harmless little traps and signs that led people in the wrong direction.

He didn't know that the matter on the Wang family's side had happened, and he also didn't know that due to Griffith's report of the troublemaker, about 20 miles behind his buttocks, the 'vanguard' of the Criminal Justice Department had already sniffed and chased after him, so he was quite satisfied and confident in his choices and arrangements along the way.

Shazhen has many mountains and rivers, so the transportation is inconvenient, and it has never been a rich place. Liang Guo climbed over a desolate hillside, and his eyes were full of withered yellow. This place has been far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, except for the chirping of weak grasshoppers and gnats, only the bleak west wind is left to whimper.

Liang Guo raised his eyes and looked around, but there was indeed no one. In a far away place, Shazhen is hazy like a square piece of tofu, and the people who come and go are as small as busy ants from the perspective of the hillside.

"Now it seems that I was right to choose to withdraw in time, Shazhen is already in chaos, if I insist on staying, relying on the toxicity of drunkenness, I hope to kill all the direct blood relatives of the Wang family. However, there are too many uncertainties in this matter, and the Criminal Department of Shazhen is not eating rice, and it is a wise choice to retreat bravely. ”

When Liang Guo thought like this, of course, he also had concerns, but the man who appeared mysteriously made it clear that he would exchange his hands and eyes for the agreement that all the members of the Shazhen Wang family would die, and Liang Guo retreated bravely, of course, he took the agreement with that person as the wind in his ears, he violated the contract and unilaterally tore up the 'contract', which was of a bad nature. Although the other party did not clearly explain the consequences of the breach of contract, Liang Guo did not want to know, so he instinctively avoided the man's gaze.

The former leader of the Fur Dog Gang straightened up on the hillside, straightened the hem of his shirt that had been wrinkled by his long walk in the wilderness, and looked around again.

When he had a full view of the surrounding scenery, his confidence strengthened a little.

"This is a hundred miles away from Shazhen, and it is a mountainous area with no people, even if that person has some power and ability, he should not come here in a short time.

And in two days, after crossing Shaomu Mountain, I will find some familiar friends to change their identities and wash their household registration. ”

Thinking of this, Liang Guo's mood relaxed a little.

Before he traveled, he brought an army-green travel bag, although he had tried to pack it as simple as possible because of the hurry, but there were also more than a dozen pounds of things scattered around.

After walking in the wilderness for so long, Liang Guo straightened the sweat droplets on his forehead and wrapped his somewhat sore shoulders that had been strangled from carrying them for a long time. The pressure of survival was chasing after him, and he felt that his body still had some strength, so he wanted to walk forward again.

It was only before he took a step that he stopped.

It turned out that directly in front of the road that Liang Guo was about to travel, that is, at the corner of the hillside, there was a figure with short hair that looked like a child, sitting motionless with his back to him. The boy's skin was soaked in the earthy yellow common in Shazhen, and his body was slightly swollen and fat, and just looking at his back, he seemed to be a half-sized boy running all over the streets of the town.

But it's a bit out of the ordinary for such a child to appear here. You must know that it took Liang Guo 48 hours to escape from Shazhen to here, this kind of barren mountains and mountains are hundreds of kilometers away from Shazhen, and the possibility of encountering living people is really not high.

And even after experiencing the strange things a few days ago, Liang still doesn't believe in gods and ghosts in the depths of his heart, when he was in the Sea Dog Gang before, he worshiped Guan Erye, and was later betrayed by the top brother, and these hearts of praying to God and Buddha are even lighter.

When he met a strange child in the barren mountains and mountains, this thing was of course strange, and people couldn't help but think of ghosts and gods, but his mind was hard, and he didn't want to make extraneous branches-no matter what kind of cow ghosts, snake gods, or wild children in the mountains, I avoided it. So he pursed his lips and deflected slightly, bypassing the back of the boy with his back to him, and detoured from the other side.

The sun is on the hill, and the sun is scorching.

Half an hour later, Liang Guo felt that the backpack on his shoulders was getting heavier, which was a sign that his body was a little unbearable after a long journey.

So Liang Guo climbed a nearby hillside, cautiously looked around for a while, and waited until he was sure that there was no one around. Thinking that it was hard for anyone to chase after him, he finally took out two small tin buckets and a piece of bacon wrapped in tin foil from his backpack.

He unfolded the tin foil, pulled the dagger from his waist, cut a piece of bacon, and dipped it in the sauce in the tin can and ate it. After a while, his mouth was full of oil and he was sweating profusely.

But when Liang Guozheng was feasting, his vision inadvertently scanned a black spot in the distance, which couldn't help but make him freeze again in vain.

Because looking forward from Liang Guo's point of view, at the corner below the hillside, there was another small black dot in the shape of a human figure half-leaning motionless on the rock. The little black dot was a little familiar, and when Liang Guo widened his eyes and looked carefully, he found that this black dot was the little boy who had encountered before, sitting with his back to him.

The child who suddenly appeared here was exactly the same as the previous child's posture, still wearing a black hair and a short shirt, showing people on his back, and his earthy yellow skin and clothes were dry and fluttering in the wind, silent and dead - although the distance was a little far, and the details were not too clear, Liang Guo was still confident in his eyesight.

This scene made Liang Guo frightened, he quickly looked around the hillside where he was, and found that this hillside also seemed to be an acquaintance, exactly the same as the hillside when he met the little boy before. But this is completely impossible.

When encountering this kind of thing, the first thing a normal person thinks of is whether he has taken the wrong path and returned the same way. However, before Liang Guo originally came to Shazhen, he had a special occupation and learned some wilderness survival, and although this place was desolate, it was not a wilderness, and the reference was obvious, so it was easy to distinguish the direction.

Ruling out the wrong path, Liang Guo thought about it, although he didn't want to admit it-the wilderness, the lonely boy, the possibility of this kind of thing is probably only some legends such as gods and ghosts.

Could it be a ghost hitting the wall?!

Liang Guo, who used to be the leader of the three gangs of the Sea Dog Gang, is not kind by nature, so he naturally has a lot of bad things, and there are also human lives under his hands, so at the moment, of course, he is weak and afraid. So, at that moment, he hurriedly packed up his things, carefully bypassed the boy again, and hurried forward again.

Because of his previous experience, Liang Guo circled a relatively large range this time, and repeatedly relied on sunlight and blades of grass to follow the direction of travel regularly. Under this conscious constant correction, he walked for about another half hour.

Then the strange resemblance and image reappeared in front of him—the same hillside, the same boy on his back, the rough shirt swaying in the wind, and the yellowish stone beneath the child who didn't know whether it was a man or a ghost.

The vivid reappearance of this scene defeated the only remaining luck of the Liang Kingdom. He didn't know how to do Buddhism, he didn't know how this kind of thing happened, he only knew that in folk legends, all stories of ghosts hitting the wall were always accompanied by strange and heart-wrenching deaths.

"I must have broken into some kind of forbidden place that I shouldn't have broken into."

Liang Guo thought like this, his body involuntarily retreated, he probably thought that he could return to the trajectory of normal life by retreating from this place before he disturbed the unknown existence of this place.

However, the truth is cruel, even if Liang Guo went back, risking being caught by the Wang family, he still couldn't get out of this strange realm - and the truth is that the backward is longer than the forward. When Liang Guo walked back, he experienced the scenery that he had never experienced when he came, and walked the path that he had never walked when he came.

He even wandered into a mass grave in a wasteland, where the mournful cry of the cuckoo resounded in the wind.

In the mass graves, Liang Guo looked at the dry graves as far as the eye could see. However, among these dry graves, a new tomb stands out. The new tomb stood in the old grass and trees, Liang Guoqing couldn't help but walk over, through the wild grass growing among the tombstones, and he saw the epitaph carved with fresh elm wood among the old stone tablets.

And the stele was engraved with the words 'Tomb of Liang Guo, died of cause and effect'. The handwriting was eerie and blood-red, with a faint stench, and the words on the tombstone seemed to have been picked out with fingernails.

It was nearly dusk, and the setting sun was like blood smearing the light at an oblique angle. Suddenly there was the laughter of women and children in the distance, and the warbler Yanyan was sad and graceful, and the silver bell rang like a silver bell.

Liang Guo was so frightened that his eyes were almost torn. The wind at dusk cut through the stone wall and whined like a baby's cry, and the cold feeling rose up in line with the environment, caressing every inch of his skin like tentacles - it was almost a standard horror movie scene.

And in the farther field of vision, in the place called Sand Town, the smoke of cooking smoke is rising from the chimneys of every house, and the lights of a few shady houses have been lit. The warm light and the silhouette of the head of the family educating the children are reflected on the window paper, showing the once familiar and simple way of life.

Liang Guo was afraid and greedy and wanted to walk back, but he was about to take a step but was tripped up, he looked down and saw that it was a scorched black half arm with a few strands of flesh and blood, and at some time, it actually stretched out from the ground and grabbed Liang Guo's calf.

Liang Guo was frightened, completely subconsciously retreated, the owner of the arm tied to his calf was buried for a long time, the crunchy bone structure was broken with Liang Guo's retreat, and a long piece of skin and flesh was pulled out of the ground, and it was dragged on the ground in oily yellow.

And Liang Guo, who had never experienced these strange things, couldn't care so much, so he hurriedly tore his arm off his leg in a panic and threw it away. It was a chill that gave him a chill, and he stepped back in terror, then slammed his shoulders into a soft object.

Liang Guo looked back, and what came into view was a familiar hillside, a familiar earthy yellow stone, and a familiar rough shirt...... What he bumped into headfirst was the 'boy' who had been lying with his back to him and pretending to sleep!

Liang Guo gasped violently, and the chill crept up his spine. Just before, the strange little boy who had been facing away from him was still far away from him. However, at some point, the recurring strange scene of disorientation and the palpitating child in the scene quietly 'walked' behind him.

And the boy who was in the pretend sleep was hit and finally 'woke up'. His body sat on the stone, staggering, stiffly looking up, rubbing his brow, and yawning unconsciously.

Liang Guo had the courage to circle the little boy at ninety angles, and suddenly found that the boy seemed to be holding a bright silver silk thread in his hand, which extended far away, forming a large circle around the place where Liang Guo was, and the end of the silk thread was just held in the boy's other hand, as if drawing the ground as a prison.

The boy didn't look at the person who woke him up, but slowly tied the silk thread into the knot, and then turned his face and waved his hand at Liang Guo gently.

"Long time no see, Mr. Liang Guo. Officially get acquainted, contemptible ......" he smiled: "...... Griffith ......"

The boy who called himself Griffith looked simple, with a humble and soft smile on his face, and stretched out his right hand to shake Liang Guoxu. Then he added succinctly: "It's your creditor......"

Seeing this situation, Liang Guo was a little overwhelmed again, and his face seemed to be a little confused. When he encountered 'ghosts hitting the wall' before, his frightened heart thought about almost all possible endings, but he didn't have the situation in front of him - a mass grave with white bones, a strange ghost hitting the wall, a tombstone of a cautious person, and a dry bone that moves. And then the last one to appear was a child, and she was still a creditor......

What a mess......

Liang Guoda's mood was indescribable, he looked at Griffith with a complicated expression, but finally calmed down from the previous panic. At the same time, the latter's eyes looked at him sincerely, he was born with pink carved jade, but when he introduced himself and said, "It's your creditor", the smile on his face gradually turned cold. He made a gesture, but his round and serious little face looked cute, and he took a step forward: "Mr. Liang Guo is so flustered about where he is going, it's not a good habit to buy things and not pay the bill." ”

Griffith slipped his right hand into the torn pocket of his washed and somewhat whitish, worn-out jeans, stirred it up for a moment, pulling out a small old scroll. The boy untied the red rope tied to the scroll, pulled it from side to side, and slowly began to read.

ps: Liang Guo actually went to the cemetery on the left bank, and the area enclosed by Griffith's end-to-end connection with silver causal lines is actually isolated from the real world, so it will form a ghost wall. Instead, it became part of his own world, the Left Bank.

This plot is to foreshadow the future. Brother Urine can only remind everyone that the big demon's treatment of humans will be very bloody, and I hope everyone is a little mentally prepared.