Outside the house, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder was loud. Through the curtains, the shadows of several tree branches can be vaguely seen reflected from time to time, as if ghosts are dancing against the glass.

Cat's description continues: "In July 1924, July 3rd to be exact, a catastrophe struck, and the town of Bozite disappeared from the map and became the famous 'ghost town' in Texas.

And all this is not without warning, in fact, since 1920 when Manson came here, it has been destined to happen, and in the first half of 1924, that is, the period after Manson was hanged, there were many ominous omens in the town, if there were Western 'hunters' here, maybe they could see some clues and save some people...... It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world. ”

The cat master drank another sip of black tea, and in the flickering candlelight, his decadent and lazy expression looked a little terrifying: "First in February 1924, the town began to die...... Cows, horses, pigs, dogs, poultry, and even wild birds that flew through the sky all died in a total of three months, all of which were recorded on paper.

Some 'scientists' came to town one after another, trying to prove that they had found something similar to the bird flu virus, but naturally they came back with nothing. Later, religious scholars reappeared and began to take the opportunity to hype up the set of their own teachings, and during that time, it was not very difficult to create a cult in this place......

All in all, by May, the animals are almost dead, and the only people left in the town are people...... Once again, people fell into an inexplicable panic.

One by one, the scholars began to leave, perhaps sensing something unusual, or perhaps they felt that the town was no longer attractive. According to my reasoning, during that time, it was not so much that it was unattractive, but that it was not lifeless, and the whole town was shrouded in a very obvious 'dead air', which even ordinary people could clearly feel......

Then came June, a wonderful June, for Manson, it seemed that Children's Day had arrived, because the children in the town began to disappear, during that time, if the child of any family took to the street alone and left the sight of adults, then don't expect him to appear again, according to us Chinese, it is not missing, but 'gone'.

Things intensified, and by the end of June, the children disappeared into their rooms, disappeared into the toilets, disappeared into any place where the adults could not see, or even just passed by a corner, and when they turned around, the person was gone.

On the 2nd of July, the people of the town gathered, from the hairy lad with his mouth, to the old man who could not even stand on crutches, and, of course, some of the foreign journalists who recorded all these things, whose records were very valuable, because they were more persistent than the rest of their peers, and who remained in the town after Manson's execution in an attempt to uncover some news.

It is the information left by these people that makes things more and more confusing......

The rest of the townsfolk are like the doomed group in a horror movie, and they begin a lengthy discussion, the central theme of which is to determine the next course of action, and there are not many options, just two - first, everyone runs away together; Second, stay behind and fight against the terrible unknown forces.

According to Schwarzenegger's version of Hamlet - they made a mistake.

After the second plan was decided, the townspeople were full of emotion, many of them no longer had illusions about finding their children, they just wanted revenge, and maybe some wanted to defend their homeland, it didn't matter, whatever the purpose, they all ended up in the same end......

On July 3, the only record was brought out not by a journalist, but by an intern, a typist, and perhaps his boss had a premonition of some kind of danger, so he let the intern go that morning.

Armed with a pile of manuscripts and a jug of water, he walked through the desert for a day and a night until he finally arrived at the nearest town to Bozite, and after a full day's rest, he hitchhiked on his journey, passing through several more towns, and finally boarded the train to Houston three days later.

Although the contents of this last record were considered a laughing stock by many journalists at the time, in my opinion, it is still very credible except for some exaggerated embellishments.

It reads: 'On the 3rd of July, when the sun did not rise in the morning, and the clouds covered the sky, as if the night would never leave, the townspeople, armed with torches, pitchforks, and, of course, shotguns, rushed together into the long-abandoned church, which was evidently the centre of all evil. ’

There are not many things that can be deduced from this description, but it is very useful, first of all, a bad realm similar to a ghost realm, but even more sinister than a ghost realm, was finally born, although it took more than half a year to complete...... Secondly, the 'Death Gas' was so strong that even the townsfolk knew for sure that it was in the church, and in the end, they only had pitchforks and shotguns in their hands......

The intern who brought out the record continued at the end of the article: 'I wanted to go with them, but Mr. Monte seemed uneasy, and he handed me the manuscript in the hope that I would leave as soon as possible, and he chose to stay. That morning was the last time I saw him, and now that I think about it, he saved me......

When I left the town, it was almost like a run, and the crowd was not far behind me, and they were marching in the direction of the church, and the voices were noisy, but when I turned my back to them, I didn't feel any life behind me, as if the voices were coming from a long way away.......'"

The cat master's narration seemed to be over, and Qi Bing said at this time: "So, what happened to this place later?" ”

Wang Xu interjected: "Hey! What else? Manson went on a killing spree, leaving no armor behind. ”

Master Mao smiled: "He didn't ask this. Then he turned his head to the ice and said, "Now that place is still a desert, there is nothing. After July 3, 1924, there was no bozite on the map, and we were now in a small town that only existed in memory, and this house ...... I don't know what's going on. ”

The three of them immediately fell silent, it seems that there are still many mysteries, and there are no answers for the time being.

"Bang bang bang bang......" Three hurried knocks came from the door, and the cat master and Qi Bing were not surprised, and Wang Xu almost jumped on the table......

"Now that you're all on your feet, go open the door." The cat said.

Wang Xu was a little embarrassed, but he still quibbled: "I originally wanted to stand up and open the door." ”

Qi Bing shook his head helplessly, "Let's go together, in case there is a situation, it is better to take care of it." ”

The three of them walked out of the dining room together, turned a corner, and walked through the short corridor to the door, and the knocking continued.

Wang Xu stepped forward, and his outstretched hand was trembling slightly because of nervousness.

As soon as the doorknob turned halfway, the people outside pushed the door open, and Wang Xu immediately jumped back and took a fighting posture, like a praying mantis fist......

"Yu Xin!" Qi Bing's face changed abruptly.

Yu Xin stood at the door as if she had been fished out of the water, and she was still carrying someone on her shoulder.

"I saw light in the house, so I knocked on the door, but I didn't expect it to be you." Her tone was a little displeased, she took two steps forward, and directly threw the person on her shoulder on Wang Xu's body: "I'll leave it to you." ”

"What's the matter, you can leave it to ......" Before Wang Xu finished speaking, he found that the person in his arms was actually Yanli!

"With such heavy rain, did you still let the lady wait outside the door for so long before opening the door?" She looked around for a moment, then walked to the second floor.

Qi Bing couldn't help but chase after him and said, "The second floor may be dangerous at night, you ...... alone"

"What danger?" Yu Xin interrupted directly.

"Hmm...... It is not known at this time. ”

"Then I'm going to wipe my body and change my clothes now, do you want to help me, Brother Qi?" In the end, she deliberately called Brother Qi in a very snorting voice.

Qi Bing's old face flushed, "It's okay for me to stand at the door, right?" ”

"No, you can't!"

Lao Qi received a kick in the face, his nose bleeded, and he rolled down the stairs directly......

The cat master covered his face with one palm and shook his head: "Tragedy ......"

Wang Xu was very calm, he picked up Yanli and walked upstairs.

The cat master asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Wipe her body, change her clothes, she has a fever, she has to hurry."

The cat master touched his chin and said, "Oh~ Playing hooligan, right...... No matter how hard you try......"

Wang Xu snorted coldly: "Pay attention to your wording...... Besides, it's not the first time I've done this......"

Master Mao ignored him and patted Qi Bing's shoulder, "Come, let's go have another cup of tea and wait to see the tragedy." ”