The village initially began to notice the horrific consequences of the loud noise, and began to poison all the livestock, the largest source of the village.

Later, he even wanted to worship the Buddha Guanyin, and the three Qing gods to drive away evil spirits and suppress disasters.

From the very beginning, the event was not confined to just one person, but enveloped the entire village, and in the end, the whole village was destroyed.

Wang Ting put himself into the identity of the villagers, and countless villagers appeared in his ears, with fear on their faces, with a look of despair, they did not dare to make a sound, and every day was spent in fear, and even some people who snored and talked in their dreams did not dare to sleep.

slaughtered all the livestock just to live for a longer period of time, but worshipping the gods and Buddhas still can't change the ending, and even the panic is intensifying, making people feel like falling into the abyss.

To be honest, this time Wang Ting felt more pressure than before, and even he himself was holding back the fear in his heart.

In the face of death, how many people can be calm?

Between life and death, there is even greater horror!

He never thought that he could turn the tide and help the building to fall, he just wanted to live.

After exploring several rooms in a row, he was already a little retreated, and the slightest retreat filled his heart, and he was out of control.

He didn't let out a breath until he had completely exited the dilapidated temple, which felt very unfriendly to him.

And at this very moment......

"Ahh Ahhhh

A terrible scream pierced the silence of the night sky! It was even more penetrating in the dark night and made people's scalps tingle.

This is obviously a woman's scream!

Wang Ting turned his head for the first time! There should be a certain distance to identify the source of the sound, but in this silent village, the sound is too harsh!

Is that...... What are the voices of those passengers? So...... What happens next?

Wang Ting's first reaction was not to immediately rush in the direction of the sound, but to deliberately detour in a direction and start running in that direction without making a sound as much as possible.

Wang Ting's biggest concern is... Those passengers who are in a panic must not dig their own graves out of fear and cause more serious things to hurt themselves!

He ran in the opposite direction to the scream. However, the roads in this village are far inferior to the renovated oil-slab roads, with uneven heights and potholes.

I don't know how long it took, but he wiped the sweat from his head, not because he was tired, but because he was scared.

Stop in front of a room and look at the room in front of you. One of the doors of the house had been pushed open, revealing the space inside, as if waiting for someone to enter.

But from this angle, he couldn't see what was inside.

Over here...... Could there be any clues? Wang Ting hesitated, but was a little surprised.

After thinking for a moment, he looked back at the source of the screaming sound, but it was obscured by the dense bracts.

Not familiar with these people, Wang Ting did not know which passenger had encountered what danger.

There are not a few young people among the passengers, and people nowadays are not as reverent of strange things as the older generation, and there may be many people who take the initiative to die.

But the occurrence of this situation undoubtedly pushed Wang Ting to a position that is difficult to control.

He fell into a state of indecision.

In the end, he decided not to go in yet. Right now... No one knows what will happen next.

He turned one direction and walked in another, and as night fell, everything around him grew darker.

The horror began to come, Wang Ting's line of sight began to be compressed, and the originally clear vision seemed to be covered with a layer of gray fog, and he could only see the scene three or five meters around, and the farther distance was just a blur.

Wang Ting stood in place with a shocked face, he had already understood after several incidents that this was the ghost thing that had begun to recover, and this was the power of the ghost snake.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear the sound of the river flowing, his vision was compressed, he could only walk in the direction from which the sound came, and after walking for a long time, a wooden bridge appeared vaguely in front of him.

Just as he was about to walk in front of the wooden bridge, he suddenly paused, a trace of cool air rushed straight to the Tianling Gai from under his feet, and subconsciously held his breath, he vaguely saw that the opposite side of the arch bridge was not like the previous bud rice field and more like a forest.

There seemed to be a figure standing on the other side of the wooden bridge.

However, since it was already dark, his vision was compressed to a certain range, and he could not really see it, so he was not sure what it was, whether it was a human figure or a tree.

If it's a tree, it's fine, but if it's a figure, who is standing there on the other side of the wooden bridge...

He stood in front of the wooden bridge, motionless and looked at the black shadow, but after looking at it for a long time, he was not sure whether it was a figure or a tree due to the distance of light and the compressed field of vision.

In the end, Wang Ting still chose to retreat from the half-open room he saw before, he was not a very smart person but he didn't want to be stupid, no matter what the thing on the other side was, he didn't plan to take risks alone.

Disasters do not follow the group, and terror does not leave alone.

He still understands this truth, and while controlling his steps as little as possible not to make too much noise, he is careful not to step on stones and branches behind him.

All the while, his eyes were fixed on the blurred figure on the other side of the wooden bridge, not daring to make any sound.

After a few moments, it seemed to be overcast, and a change in the signs of impending rain made the sky even darker.

The opposite side of the wooden bridge became even darker, and the trees and figures that had been faintly seen before were no longer visible.

This did not make Wang Ting feel relieved, but he was even more frightened in his heart, and a hideous ghost thing suddenly appeared in front of him from the darkness involuntarily appeared in his mind.

I don't know how long it has been, but he chose a deep path to avoid the weeds and buds on both sides.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the light that fell made it impossible to see the surrounding scene, and only vaguely saw that there seemed to be a building house in the vicinity, the houses were relatively low, and there were several acres of rice planted nearby.

When he got closer, Wang Ting found that the houses here were the same as the previous ones, with the words "Keep Quiet" written on the walls outside.

There seemed to be a slight movement behind him, and Wang Ting couldn't be sure what it was coming from.

Gently pushing open the door of a nearby hut, Wang Ting dodged in.

As soon as he entered, he didn't have time to take a look at the scene inside the house, when a slight footstep from outside caught his full attention.

Rustling... Rustling...

Who is it? What is it following him? He subconsciously held his breath.