Chapter 6: Zhang Feng is not dead
Jiang Yan suddenly stared at Xu Dongang, approaching step by step, his eyes were red, and after getting close to Xu Dongang, he suddenly grabbed Xu Dongang's neck.
"I don't think there is an eighth person on this mountain, but there are people among us who are pretending to be ghosts." Jiang Yan's expression was very terrifying, like the expression that only a person has lost his consciousness in extreme circumstances.
Yan Luo and Yu Mo all pounced on them and stopped Jiang Yan.
Yan Luo couldn't help but be a little irritable, finding trouble for himself in this kind of place is about the same as stretching his neck and putting it on the blade.
With their help, Xu Dongang broke Jiang Yan's hand hard, covered his throat, and coughed constantly.
"You're crazy, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yu Mo drank vigorously, his eyes were a little sharp, like a knife, piercing Jiang Yan's body.
Jiang Yan held on to the pillar with his hand, panting constantly, as if he was trying to restrain himself.
Although he almost lost control just now, what he said was still very reasonable: "After going down to the cave, several of us have been together all the time, except for Wen Nian!" It was his necklace that guided us down, why did he know about this mechanism, why did he go down earlier? Don't say anything, now tell us, there is an eighth person on this mountain! Do you believe it?! ”
When Yan Luo heard this, she turned her head to look at Xu Dongang, she always felt that at this time, Xu Dongang would definitely give everyone an explanation.
saw Xu Dongang hook the corners of his mouth, revealing a helpless smile: "Whatever you want......"
And then, there's no follow-up.
"That's it!" Yan Luo saw that Jiang Yan seemed to be arguing again, and Yu Mo on the side was also obviously emotional, and hurriedly said: "Now we will spend one night in this deserted temple, and we will go down the mountain at dawn tomorrow, follow the route of the map, as long as we leave here, everything will be over." ”
It is true that everyone is tired, the temple is too evil, seeing Yan Luo say this, they no longer dwell on the previous things, they choose to still set up a tent in the courtyard of the deserted temple to rest.
Yan Luo couldn't sleep, and took out a note from the inside pocket of his expedition suit.
She has read this note hundreds of times, and she has also compared it with her own handwriting word by word, and she can't find any traces of imitation.
It reads: Follow Xu Dongang.
She remembers waking up in an abandoned orphanage. She lay in a hammock and opened her eyes, a dusky leaf fell on her face, and her brain went blank.
The surrounding walls are mottled, a little desolate, a little deserted, and the old slippery slides are full of rainwater, falling to the ground, ticking.
She sat up and searched her body, but there were no electronics, just a note.
Follow Xu Dongang.
Who is Heo Dong Ang? Why follow him?
She found Xu Dongang's materials in the archives, in fact, it can no longer be called an archive room, it is covered with spiders and dust, but fortunately the materials in the cabinet have not been taken away.
There were only a few pages in the cabinet, and it looked like most of them had been taken or destroyed, and I didn't understand why they had been left behind.
Thinking about it, Yan Luo seemed to find that from the gap in the tent door curtain blown by the wind, a figure flashed.
She went out to look, but she didn't see a ghost.
She first went to Xu Dongang's tent, and looked inside, Xu Dongang was sleeping soundly.
Looking to the left one by one, when I saw Jiang Yan's tent, it was empty.
For a while, two possibilities flashed in Yan Luo's mind: one was that Jiang Yan was arrested and in danger. The other is that Jiang Yan slipped out alone, why did he slip out.
With Jiang Yan's courage, it is unlikely that he will walk around in the deserted temple alone, and the first one may be on the larger side.
At this time, she heard some movement from Yu Mo's tent, and for some reason, she subconsciously went into Jiang Yan's tent and hid herself.
Yu Mo was on Jiang Yan's left, with Yan Luo's tent in the middle, Yan Luo carefully opened the tent a little bit and looked out.
Yu Mo tiptoed out of the tent, walked all the way to the temple, and knelt straight in front of the Buddha statue and kowtowed a few times.
Possessed?
Yan Luo was thinking like this, and Yu Mo had already done everything and walked back. She returned to her tent, Yan Luo waited for a long time, and did not hear any other movement.
Yan Luo was about to get out of Jiang Yan's tent, but the screen of Jiang Yan's mobile phone at the bedside suddenly lit up, and it was a software push message:
Two-faced Fox: Zhang Feng is not dead.
Yan Luo felt a chill in her heart, she put her phone back into the distance, and didn't know how to get back to her tent. She felt that the people who were trapped here with her were not that simple.
Everyone's mobile phones had no signal, but Jiang Yan's mobile phone could receive software pushes, as well as messages from the person named "Two-Faced Fox" on the software, and he seemed to know their situation well.
Why did Jiang Yan hide the fact that the mobile phone could receive a signal, and who was the two-faced fox?
There are also Yu Mo's strange behaviors......
"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"
I don't know how long I thought about it, Yan Luo's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the bell, and when he opened the door curtain, there was already a faint light on the horizon, and several people all got out of the tent, only to see the ancient bell shaking slightly, and there was no one around.
"Hell yes!" Jiang Yan didn't know when he would return to the tent, he had a beard, his face was haggard, and he scolded Wen Nian: "Is it your kid who made a ghost?" ”
Xu Dongang lowered his head and didn't explain, still the same sentence: "You like to think and think." ”
"Let's go down the mountain." Yan Luo glanced at Xu Dongang, this person was wearing an inconspicuous white casual coat inside his expedition suit, and the gray-white powder on the clothes had been knocked off a lot, but it still left some marks.
Xu Dongang was suspicious, but Jiang Yan was even more suspicious, this person deliberately pointed the finger at Wen Nian, so that he could hide from the world. is worthy of being a big boss, and he is quite scheming.
Yan Luo did not continue to let Jiang Yanhu stir up trouble and muddy the water, and took the lead in packing up and leading everyone down the mountain.
Following the map, one day I came to the foot of the mountain, and when I thought that the inside of the mountain was empty, and there were two coffins in it, several people felt furious in their hearts.
However, it was late and it was not suitable to continue walking, so Yan Luo still proposed to set up a tent at the foot of the mountain to rest.
The next day, he was still woken up by the bell, although it was weird, Yan Luo was no longer surprised.
"Ahead, there seems to be a village." After walking for three days, Yu Mo pointed ahead, with an excited look on his face.
Yan Luo's location is relatively high, and she looks far away, she looks ahead, not far away, there are really houses built of stone.
"Great, finally don't eat compressed cookies!" Jiang Yan licked his lips, also with a look of joy.
"We'll probably be able to get there before dark, so let's do it!" Yan Luo turned his head and said to the three people behind him, as if for a moment, he felt like he had returned to the world from hell.
Several people walked with great effort, but this section of the road was farther than Yan Luo had imagined, and by the time they reached the village, it was already dark.
The village was deserted, and it seemed that they had fallen asleep, Yan Luo knocked on the door of the first house at the entrance of the village, and after knocking for a long time, no one responded.
"This person slept so dead, Lao Tzu smashed the door, he hasn't woken up yet, if he is patronized by thieves one day, the whole house is emptied." Jiang Yan sat on the ground with a butt: "Don't knock, don't knock, Lao Tzu is tired, you knock the next one." ”