These symbols look like the Hebrew language used by the Jews, but after repeated confirmation by Jun Chengzong, these characters are not any language in the world.

Moreover, the characters on the wall are not smeared with blood, as the post says, but with a common red paint.

Jun Chengzong and Judy walked around the wooden house twice, and only then came out of the wooden house after finding that there was indeed nothing abnormal.

"Looks like there's no fringe spirit in this." Judy looked disappointed.

There was no smell of mysterious spirits in the wooden house, and the strange-looking symbols painted on the walls were artificially painted with red paint, and nothing unusual was found in the whole wooden house except for the dilapidated appearance.

It looks like they're probably running for nothing.

However, Jun Chengzong didn't think so.

You must know that although the aura of the mysterious spirit is difficult to hide, it does not rule out that there is any way to temporarily transfer the mysterious spirit out of the area of the wooden house, so the matter has not been thoroughly investigated yet, and it is impossible to draw conclusions for the time being.

Jun Chengzong took a deep breath, raised his hand and touched the dice on his wrist, and groaned for a moment.

"I remember the post said that a few local children also went in together, and they also experienced something like this," Jun Chengzong turned his head and looked at Judy, "Can you find those children who were also there at the time and ask?" ”

Judy nodded, it wasn't difficult.

Nankou Town is not very big, and there are only a dozen children of this age, so if you find a child on the street and ask, you can get information about the children who entered the wooden house at that time.

Jun Chengzong and Judy walked around the street twice, asked a few children, and finally confirmed that two of the children who took Ye Yujin to the wooden house at that time often worked in the only café in the town.

"Hello, we are newspaper reporters, I saw on the Internet that you have encountered something that is not very clean, so we want to do a news investigation, I wonder if you have time now?" Jun Chengzong prepared for a while, and came to the café where the two children worked together with Judy disguised as a reporter from the newspaper.

Jun Chengzong and Judy sat in the café, identified themselves with the two children, and ordered a cup of coffee for each of them.

The two children, one named Hou Jiamu and the other Jiang Zhiyong, both grew up in Nankou Town and had little contact with the outside world, so when they saw Judy, a blonde foreigner, they were suddenly a little nervous.

"This ...... Is this sister a foreigner? Hou Jiamu looked nervously at Ju Di sitting next to Jun Chengzong, a little at a loss.

It was also the first time that Judy was called by the word "foreigner", and she was a little unhappy: "I am very satisfied with the title of little brother and sister, but the word 'foreigner' cannot be said casually in front of foreigners, it is very impolite." ”

When Judy said this, Hou Jiamu suddenly panicked, lowered his head and didn't know what to say for a long time.

Seeing Hou Jiamu like this, Jun Chengzong smiled and said, "This is Judy, the reporter in charge of the overseas edition of our newspaper, and today's report will also appear in the overseas edition of our newspaper, so Judy will come with me for an interview today." ”

"Don't be nervous, just tell me what you know." Jun Chengzong took out a notebook from his bag, opened it on the table in front of him, and pretended to be a reporter.

Although Hou Jiamu and Jiang Zhiyong were still a little cramped, they glanced at Ju Di, who was sitting next to Jun Chengzong, and then the two looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds, and then they told the story.

As the post says, a cult believer brutally killed a girl passing by, and then painted the girl's blood on the wall and drew the symbols.

Hearing Hou Jiamu and Jiang Zhiyong's statement, Jun Chengzong was a little dissatisfied.

These things have already been seen on the post, and Jun Chengzong also checked this legend when he was in the wooden house.

But in the end, it turned out that there was no trace of the edge spirit in the wooden house, and the symbols painted on the walls were only red paint, not blood at all, not even pig blood.

Jun Chengzong touched the dice on his wrist and asked Hou Jiamu, "Then what happened after your flashlight went out?" ”

"Uh......"

Hearing Jun Chengzong's question, Hou Jiamu's face suddenly showed a slightly cramped and uneasy expression, looking very embarrassed.

You must know that Jun Chengzong majored in psychology in college, and he was very sensitive to some subtle expressions on people's faces, and as soon as he saw the expression on Hou Jiamu's face at this time, he immediately realized that this kid might be hiding something in his heart.

Moreover, Hou Jiamu must have worked very hard to conceal it, otherwise he would not have such a trace of pain in his expression.

"How?" After Jun Chengzong realized this, he hurriedly asked, preparing to take advantage of the situation to break Hou Jiamu's psychological defense, "Is there anything inconvenient to say?" ”

"No, no, no." Hou Jiamu hurriedly waved his hand, but his eyes kept flashing.

Just as Jun Chengzong was about to ask further questions, Jiang Zhiyong, who had not spoken on the side, suddenly spoke: "That's the case, reporter teacher." ”

"We were very scared, we didn't know anything as soon as the flashlight went out, and when we woke up again, we were already lying in the cemetery outside the town," Jiang Zhiyong glanced at Hou Jiamu beside him and continued, "He has been timid since he was a child, so don't ask again." ”

Jun Chengzong looked at Jiang Zhiyong, nodded, and asked a few more painless questions, but then he didn't find anything useful.

Before leaving, Jun Chengzong suddenly remembered something and asked Jiang Zhiyong: "I heard that there was another person who went in with you at that time, do you know where he is now?" ”

"Oh, you said Ruize," Jiang Zhiyong replied without raising his head while cleaning up the clutter on the coffee table next to him, "He has a bookstore at home, and he usually stays in the bookstore to help when he has nothing to do, if he doesn't go online, then he should be able to find him in the bookstore now." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Jun Chengzong thanked him, and then left the café with Judy quickly, they couldn't get any valuable information from these two people, and if they wanted to get more information, they could only go to Jing Ruize in their mouths.

And when they came out of the café, Jing Ruize had just come to his bookstore, and as soon as he sat down, he turned on the stereo next to him.