Zhang Tianyi took out his mobile phone, and after seeing that the caller was Lao Gao, he pressed the answer button.

"We've arrived in Xu'an City, where are you?"

"A victim's apartment."

"Shall we go straight over, or?"

"Let's go to the Credit Suisse Hotel first, and I'll meet you in a moment. Let's do it first. ”

After speaking, Zhang Tianyi hung up Lao Gao's phone, pushed the door and walked in.

It was quiet in the room, and it didn't seem like there was anyone there. But even so, Zhang Tianyi did not choose to venture in, but stood cautiously by the door, covering his right eye and patrolling the room.

After inspecting like this for a while, Zhang Tianyi put down his hand to cover his eyes and went deep into the house. He kept walking inside, looking at the crumpled sheets on the bed, then at the two slippers that were far apart, and finally he stopped at his desk, or at the computer, to be precise.

The screen of the computer was black, but there was a display light on it, Zhang Tianyi took out a plastic glove from his coat pocket, and only after putting it on did he tap on the keyboard, and then, the pitch-black screen lit up.

There is a chat window on the desktop, and the contact's note is called Lao Wang, and there is a reminder to thank you for using video communication. Zhang Tianyi then clicked on the chat record of the two, and after reading it carefully, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh:

"This person's phone was lost too?"

Next, he looked through Cheng Ziliang's address book again, but found no clues available. He didn't give up, but reopened the address book to check on it, but at this moment, a "buzzing" sound suddenly came into his ears.

The sound startled him, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, then covered his right eye again and looked towards the place where the sound was coming from. It was a cramped bathroom, at least from the outside, where the "buzzing" sound came from.

"Want to scare me away?"

Zhang Tianyi muttered, looking at his expression as if he was hesitating to go over, he hesitated a little but still walked over cautiously.

The sound was still ringing, and it should have been a hair dryer or a fan or something. He came to the door, and because the door was ajar, he could see everything inside even if he didn't go in. So he tilted his head and poked his gaze in.

It's blood! The whole bathroom is covered in blood!

I saw Cheng Ziliang half-kneeling on the ground, his head was like the fan blade of a fan, turning unbelievably on his twisted neck, and the blood was splashing around with the rotation of his head, splashing on the wall and door...... There was an inaudible "pop" sound.

The hellish picture made Zhang Tianyi's expression tense, although he had seen many bloody pictures, but there were very few like today.

Zhang Tianyi didn't let go of his right eye, only exposed his left eyeball, and at this moment, the pupilless eyeball was dead bulging, and countless dense blood streaks covered it, which made him look hideous.

In the line of sight, this is a shijie full of silver white, this white is like the bloated face of a dead man, and there is an indescribable dead silence.

His gaze fell on the wall directly opposite Cheng Ziliang, which seemed to be empty, with only a white wall. However, in his left eye, in addition to the white wall, there was a creepy face.

The face seemed to be on the wall, and it had long, flowing hair, but it was as dry as a weed. It has a suffocatingly beautiful face, but it's crawling with maggots!

This scene was just a flash, and in the next moment, the face disappeared from the silver white......

Lao Gao followed the agreement with Zhang Tianyi, settled in the Credit Suisse Hotel with everyone, and waited for Zhang Tianyi's arrival. During this period, only Li Shuai didn't sleep well and went back to the room alone to make up for sleep, while the rest of the people were in Lao Gao's room.

On the way here, Xiao Mo learned from the old man and others that the supernatural event they were going to face was probably the curse of the evil ghost. Because all the victims who were involved in this incident have one thing in common, and that is that they have received too little. Letter.

Received micro. There are no more than three ways to believe, drifting bottles, people nearby, shake it.

The woman's urging is small. Letters are sent to victims in these three ways. Of course, most of the victims are actively received, and only Xiao Mo is passively received.

From this point, it can also be seen that Xiao Mo's particularity cannot be avoided at all.

The victims said that they were receiving micro. The letters were sent in different ways, but the contents were all the same: the cry of a woman, the murmuring of a woman, the picture of a woman, and ...... The video window sent by the woman!

"I'm so hopelessly stupid, I know that there are supernatural liliang in the world, but I don't even know how to avoid it!"

The more Xiao Mo thought about it, the more he felt stupid, he didn't log in at all at that time. signal, but received a drifting bottle, which is a paranormal event, it is simply obvious. But he actually clicked on the second offense, and not only that, but also replied to it.

"If I had ignored the bottle at the time, I guess I wouldn't have been involved. Damn it! ”

Xiao Mo leaned back on the sofa and regretted bitterly.

In fact, it was normal for Xiao Mo not to pay attention, after all, he didn't expect the tracker to find him so quickly, and at that time, he still thought that only the mirror was his threat, so he didn't think about the tracker at all.

In his irritability, Xiao Mo suddenly remembered something, and asked Lao Gao:

"Are there any of us who have a premonition of supernatural events?"

Everyone in the room looked at Xiao Mo, which made Xiao Mo a little embarrassed, he didn't think this question was idiotic. Lao Gao didn't know what he was thinking and ignored him, but the erosion mage replied with a smile and enthusiasm: "There is indeed someone among us who can premonition of supernatural events, and that person is Xinyan. ”

Xiao Mo learned about this kind of thing from his notes, which said that there are not only ghosts and ghosts in this world, but also people with special abilities, these people usually exist among the escapees, and they are also known as the Aliens.

But it's not like what is written in fantasy novels, what is invincible in the world, and it is everywhere. On the contrary, their fate is more tragic than that of ordinary escapees, and their abilities are useless to ordinary people, and everything is only to serve the struggle with the supernatural Liliang.

That notebook surprised Xiao Mo again, he now finally knew why Lao Gao valued it so much. If all of the above is true, then it is quite an encyclopedia of the supernatural Liliang, a strategy manual that can help them escape.

At the same time, Xiao Mo became more curious about the author of the note.

Retracting his thoughts, Xiao Mo's gaze stayed on Xinyan's body, the woman who had been wearing a veil gave him a sense of mystery. Her figure was slender but plump, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans, flattering her beautiful eyes.

It's just that she always wears that black veil mask, and you can't see her true face even in the sun. I don't know why she wears such a thing, even if there is a scar on her face, there is no need to care about it like that.

Xing was aware of Xiao Mo's gaze, and Xinyan also looked at Xiao Mo at this time, the eyes of the two collided in the air, at this moment, Xiao Mo seemed to read the sadness in her heart, maybe it was a kind of despair.

Xin Yan was obviously not interested in Xiao Mo, her gaze only stayed on him for a moment and then withdrew it.

There was silence in the room again, but it wasn't long before the silence was broken, for the person they were waiting for had arrived.

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