"Boom..."

Electric snakes dance wildly in the air, rain tramples the earth, winds howl, and sparks burst in the coals.

Four different voices make up an eerie symphony, each syllable striking like a ghost.

Dead air, frozen expressions, dull brains, stiff bodies, cold limbs...

The smell of absurdity and weirdness is permeating.

Live in someone else's house, burn someone else's spirit card... Things are going in unpredictable directions.

Half of the spirit card with sparks and black charcoal was picked out of the fire by Ning Qing, and the black smoke that slowly rose seemed to be silently mocking everyone.

"I knew... I knew it... This is the murderous house where a family of three was rumored on the Internet..."

"There's been a death here..."

"This is a murderous house..."

"We burned her tablet..."

"She won't let us go..."

"Definitely not..."

Corrie's pupils were occupied by terror, and she muttered something like she was almost breaking down.

"Shut up!"

Ning Qing's tone was cold, like a blade, but it was extremely penetrating.

What annoys him the most is this meaningless wail, which is not only pale and powerless, but also easy to cause panic.

Then pick up the spirit card with the temperature still in it, and carefully observe its texture.

Compared with the spirit card on the shrine, there is no difference in terms of system or materials, and it is Yang Fang's real tablet that is certain.

Ning Qing raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Guangsheng: "Where did you find the spirit card?" ”

"Chai... Firewood room, I went in and saw the dry firewood and took it away directly... At that time, who would note... Notice so much..."

Zhang Guangsheng was dumbfounded, and he hadn't recovered from it for a while, after all, the spirit card was sent into the fire by himself as dry firewood.

Ning Qing stood up, her slender figure standing upright, her gaze sweeping over everyone.

The panic of Feng Hou and his wife was unbearable, Chu Xiaohe lowered his head deeply and his chest was shocked, Zhang Zhengguo and Lin Yu were expressionless, and Zhang Mei was indifferent.

Seeing all the reactions, the corner of his eye stayed on Zhang Guangsheng for two or three seconds, and said in an almost unwavering tone: "I'll go to the firewood room to have a look." ”

When the words fell, he raised his legs, not dragging the mud and water at all.

For him, things are getting more and more interesting.

From the beginning of the journey, it was as if they were stepping into a woven cobweb.

First, the minibus line burned down in an area where mobile phones could not receive a signal, and it was on the verge of a super typhoon landfall; Then there was the discriminatory group of graves and Wang Guangsheng's mysterious disappearance, and then the sudden appearance of Zhang Guangsheng and the burning spirit card.

It would be far-fetched to explain it by coincidence, and it would not be enough to dispel the doubts in his heart, but would make him smell a hint of danger.

In particular, Zhang Guangsheng's various unreasonableness made him vigilant, and directly put a big question mark on the identity of 'Zhang Guangsheng'.

The decaying corridor was covered with broken cobwebs, flickering in the thunder outside, and the sound of insects and ants gnawing on wood was clearly audible, revealing an eerie aura.

No one followed Ning Qing to come over, holding the flashlight with one hand and keeping it level with his shoulder, his walking speed was not fast, he was very steady, and every step would splash a layer of dust.

Caution is not fear, but a long-standing character.

The road to the firewood room is not far, at the end of the corridor on the right side of the lobby, very close, not a few steps away.

The wooden door, which is made up of several wooden planks nailed into a tic-tac-toe shape, is full of gaps, half-hidden and hanging on the door frame.

The wooden door was pushed open, and the shaft turned, making a heart-piercing grinding sound.

Raise your leg and cross the threshold, dust falling all over your body.

The firewood room is very narrow, not wide, and you can take in all the items in the house at a glance.

an earthen stove made of yellow mud mixed with straw, slightly higher than the knee, with two recessed stoves for cooking vegetables; The bottom of the iron pot and clay pot is all glued with layers of black dry and hard pot paint.

Tearing off the crumbling cobwebs overhead, the beam of the flashlight swept towards the corner of the firewood room, which was a mass of dry firewood that had been randomly stacked together, and the Masson pine leaves used to start the fire.

Ning Qing frowned slightly, the firewood room was full of ordinary items, and he didn't see anything like a spirit card that shouldn't appear here.

Worthless!

When he had a judgment in his heart, he stopped staying and wanted to turn away.

The moment he turned around, his body suddenly froze, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, and his gaze was instantly as sharp as a knife.

That sheen...

When he turned around again, the light was fixed directly on the dry pyre.

Under the direct light beam, a faint reflection of the layers of firewood comes into view through the gaps.

It is a glass bead-like luster.

Ning Qing involuntarily lowered her heartbeat, breathing and footsteps quietly approached.

His teeth gripped the end of the flashlight, and his free hands slowly pulled away the rotten firewood, revealing the object underneath.

...

......

"Why hasn't the uncle been back for so long..."

Chu Xiaohe sat beside the fire with his head down, holding a small wooden stick in his hand and constantly scratching on the floor, with snacks in his mouth and muttering words that everyone couldn't hear, bored.

Suddenly, I heard a slight sound of footsteps from the entrance, looked up, and saw Ning Qing walking out of the darkness, and her expression suddenly turned to surprise: "Uncle, you are back, it is terrible to stay with this group of people, and you don't say a word!! ”

Ning Qing's ears automatically blocked the little girl's voice, and she didn't pay attention to it, but walked straight to the fire and sat down.

"Brother Mu has been going for so long, but what have you discovered?"

Zhang Zhengguo, who was sitting next to him, added a handful of firewood to the fire, so that the low flames gradually flourished, and the sparks crackled.

Ning Qing's shoulders drooped up slightly, and then he put his hands on the flames to bake, and the old god was there.

"Hmm... I didn't find anything wrong, and it is estimated that the spirit card was taken to the firewood room by a big mouse, so it's not worth making a fuss. ”

Hearing this, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched slightly.

Big rats?

Going to the kitchen?

Scold! How lazy people must be to come up with such a despicable reason, and even the modifiers are omitted.

Ning Qing didn't care if they could accept this rotten reason, and put his palm on Zhang Zhengguo's shoulder directly after warming it, and said, "Teacher Zhang's figure is so strong that he can't tell that he is in his forties. ”

On the first contact, Zhang Zhengguo's body was stunned, slightly tensed, and the pupils in his eyes contracted sharply, but soon returned to nature.

Interesting!

He actually wrote on my back.

Zhang Zhengguo smiled: "I take all the first-year high school students, and their studies are not as heavy as the third year of high school, so I have more spare time, and I usually like to run and exercise."

However, people can't be old when they are middle-aged, my figure looks good, but it's actually an empty shell. ”

Everyone watched the two talk, and they all felt that these unprovoked topics were very strange, but they didn't see anything wrong, so they had to silently prick up their ears and listen.

In the small talk between Ning Qing and Zhengguo, the information that they secretly wanted to convey had been successfully relayed by their fingers on each other's backs.

'Zhang Guangsheng has a problem'

'I found Wang Guangsheng's body in the firewood room'

'Now I need you to help me subdue him'