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.

Fearful of the man who appeared mysteriously and healed his hands and eyes, Liang Guo was cautious all the way, but he did some harmless small 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 now, and he also didn't know that due to Griffith's report, 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 all 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 it is a wise choice to retreat bravely. ”

When Liang Guo thought like this, of course, he also had concerns, the man who appeared mysteriously had clearly said that he would exchange his eyes for the death of all the direct members of the Shazhen Wang family, Liang Guo retreated bravely, of course, he took the agreement with that person as the wind in his ears, he violated the contract, although the other party did not clearly explain the consequences of the breach of contract, but Liang Guo still instinctively wanted to escape from the man's sight.

The three leaders of the Fur Dog Gang stood up straight on the hillside, straightened the hem of their jacket that had been wrinkled by walking in the wilderness for a long time, and looked around again.

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

"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, a boy with short hair sat motionless with his back to him. The boy's skin was soaked in the earthy yellow common in Sand Town, and just looking at his back, he was the half-sized boy who could be seen 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.

But Liang Guo doesn't believe in gods and ghosts very much, 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 weaker.

When he met a strange child in the barren mountains and mountains, this thing was of course strange, but his mind was hard, and he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so he turned his direction slightly, bypassed the little boy with his back to him, and made a detour 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 and heavier, which was due to the fact that his body was a little unbearable after a long journey.

Liang Guo climbed a nearby hillside and cautiously looked around for a while, waiting until he was sure that there was no one around. Satisfied, he finally took out two small cans of iron 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, a black spot inadvertently scanned in his sight made him froze again in vain.

Looking forward from Liang Guo's point of view, at the corner below the hillside, a small black dot in the shape of a human figure was half-leaning motionless against 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 off his back, and his earthy yellow skin and clothes were dry and fluttering in the wind.

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.

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 possibility of going the wrong way, Liang Guo thought about it, although he didn't want to admit it, the possibility of this kind of thing was 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 generous by nature, so he naturally has a lot of bad things, and at the moment, of course, he is weak and afraid. So, he hurriedly packed up his things, bypassed the boy, 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 picture appeared before him again—the same hillside, the same boy on his back, the rough shirt swaying in the wind, and the yellowish stone under 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 place 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 saw a mass grave in a wasteland, and in the woods, the mournful cry of the cuckoo was constantly heard 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. Liang Guoqing couldn't help but walk over, through the wild grass growing among the tombstones, and he saw the epitaph carved from fresh elm wood between 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 walls and whined like a baby's cry, cold and strange 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.

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

Liang Guo completely subconsciously retreated, and the owner of the arm tied to his calf was buried for a long time, and the crunchy bone structure broke 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 an oily yellow way.

And Liang Guo couldn't care about 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 caught his eye was the familiar hillside, the familiar earthy yellow stone, and the familiar rough short shirt...... What he hit head-on was a boy who had been lying on 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, this recurring strange scene 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, and raised his thin and somewhat stiff left arm, rubbing his brow, as if subconsciously yawning.

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 stretched far away, forming a large circle where Liang Guo was, and the end of the silk thread was just in the boy's hand.

The boy slowly knotted the silk thread, turned his face, and smiled kindly at Liang Guo.

"Long time no see, Mr. Liang Guo. Formally acquainted, contemptible......

Griffith. ”

The boy who called himself Griffith looked simple, with a smile on his face, stretched out his right hand to shake Liang Guo, and added succinctly:

“…… Your creditors. ”

The boy named Griffith, though dressed casually and even a little simply, smiled gracefully and generously, and his unhurried conversation made him look more like a prince than a beggar. It's not like a ghost anymore.

Seeing this situation, Liang Guo was a little overwhelmed. When he encountered 'Ghost Hitting the Wall' before, his frightened heart thought about almost all possible endings, but he didn't have the situation in front of him:

There's a little boy in the damn mass grave, and he's a fucking creditor......

What a mess......

Liang Guoda's mood was indescribable, and he looked at Griffith with a complicated expression. The latter looked at it sincerely, he was born with pink carved jade, but after introducing himself, the smile on his face gradually cooled.

Griffith then slipped his right hand into the torn pocket of his washed whitish, worn-out jeans, stirred for a moment, and pulled 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 The chapters have been uploaded late in the last two days.,It's been a long time for everyone to wait.,I'm really sorry.。 My network is unstable, and I couldn't log in after trying for a long time today. I was going to handle another network, but in the afternoon (that is, seven or eight o'clock in China), the network suddenly improved, so I hurried up to upload two chapters. Learn a lesson today and pass on two chapters early.

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