The diary on the notepad was only recorded here, and only sporadic ink remained, which seemed to be caused by a mistake. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In connection with the handwriting that starts from the back, between the lines, it seems to be more and more sloppy and messy, presumably as mentioned in the words, the physical condition of the author of the note is becoming more and more uncomfortable.

With a thick look of shock in his eyes, Shen Haoyang stood in place for a long time before he came back to his senses and slowly put down the notepad.

After sorting out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Shen Haoyang set his eyes on Zhao Xinyan.

"You've read the contents of this journal too, right? Where did you get that? At this time, the look of consternation on Shen Haoyang's face had not yet dissipated, and he did not hide it, and asked.

"Well, that's right!" Zhao Xinyan nodded, looked at Shen Haoyang and suddenly smiled, as if she was very satisfied with the expression he had just arrived, "How is it?" Is there a feeling that the three views are reversed? ”

Shen Haoyang looked at Zhao Xinyan, opened his mouth, and was speechless for a while.

"This diary was dug out of a dilapidated house, and it is estimated that it is written by people who came to this deserted village before us." Seeing Shen Haoyang's embarrassment, Zhao Xinyan also stopped in moderation, her face was straight, and the topic returned to the diary issue.

"However, his result..."Zhao Xinyan shrugged her shoulders and glanced at the diary in Shen Haoyang's hand, "obviously not too good." ”

Shen Haoyang nodded and returned his gaze to the notebook in his hand.

The written narrative on the notebook is described in the form of a narrative.

Reading between the lines, it is not difficult to see that the whole notepad probably depicts a scientist who came to the deserted village anonymously to investigate, and what he recorded is about his experience in the deserted village for a period of time.

However, as Zhao Xinyan said, the fate of the author of the note will definitely not be much better, because the record of the note is broken!

Shen Haoyang's brows furrowed slightly, once upon a time, this had begun to become a signature habit when he was thinking.

Judging from the diaries recorded in the notepad, these diaries were recorded from the 20th to the 27th, and the interval was exactly a week.

"Blood-colored traces, everything has become abnormal," Shen Haoyang muttered softly in his mouth.

At the end of the note, in the already scribbled handwriting, there were only a few short words.

However, Shen Haoyang can see from these words that the owner who wrote this notebook can't be suppressed and overflows with despair between the lines.

However, what happened to the author of the specific note, because of the author's accident, it could not be written in the note, but through the previous description, Shen Haoyang still had some faint clues in his heart.

"The last man..., either died of illness, was killed by a humanoid blood-colored monster, or... It's just a blood-colored monster! At the end, Shen Haoyang's voice suddenly mentioned.

"What? You say the author of that note ended up being a bloody monster? How can it be? This is not a zombie chapter, and besides, he was not caught? Zhao Xinyan has a different view of Shen Haoyang.

"No, you forgot, this is not a place where common sense can be speculated, and..."Shen Haoyang shook his head, "And, I think, very likely, it is the last case!" ”

"The.... Indeed, ......" Moved by Shen Haoyang's words, Zhao Xinyan was silent for a while, and also remembered some previous experiences, at that time, many experiences are still incomprehensible.

"What I'm thinking about now is whether there is some connection between everything on this isolated island, between the two villages." Shen Haoyang stated.

"You mean... That old village chief is behind the scenes? Zhao Xinyan's eyes narrowed.

"It's not about who is behind the scenes, but it's more reasonable to say that the promoter is the old village chief, after all, the old village chief seems to care about our opinion of the village and repeatedly warns us to pay attention." Shen Haoyang shook his head.

"But what does the situation in this deserted village mean to the old village chief?" Shen Haoyang fell into deep thought.

"Whew... I still can't figure it out for a while, we need more clues. After a while, Shen Haoyang exhaled a breath of turbidity, "But one thing is the key." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a few key points on the paper, and then stared intently, "I noticed something." ”

"Perhaps, the woman mentioned in this diary is the swarthy woman I met before..., even if it isn't, I don't think it can be done!"

"What?" Zhao Xinyan was shocked by Shen Haoyang's words again: "You mean...?" ”

"I saw the blood-colored monster mentioned in the note, and I saw the blood-colored sideburns monster too, and it was at the swarthy woman!" Shen Haoyang nodded and explained.

"So what do we do now? Out with a clue? Zhao Xinyan frowned and asked.

"It's not that simple, but the information in this notebook is really a signal that can't be ignored." Shen Haoyang said.

The two of them had a deliberate discussion about the plan, and decided to find a way to get out of this room first, and then find a way to do it when the time came.

"Squeak"

The door opened gently, and the heads of Shen Haoyang and Zhao Xinyan, cautiously one after the other, poked out gently from the edge of the threshold.

Seemingly, the blood-colored monster has left.

After repeatedly confirming the calm outside, the two left one after another.

....

Almost at the same time, on the corner of a street north of Shen Haoyang and Zhao Xinyan, Fang Zhouzi was completely devastated.

As he walked, the pores of his body suddenly popped up, and with his extraordinary sensitivity, he quickly discovered the source of his sight - under a tree not far away, a pair of eyes were showing that were watching him.

However, the moment he met the eye, he suddenly saw a dark figure appear under the tree behind him.

Slightly stunned, a huge force struck, and in the next moment, he had been overwhelmed by the black shadow to the ground, and then ...... The black shadow opened its bloody mouth and roared hideously.

The next moment, in Fang Zhouzi's eyes, there were sharp teeth that were getting closer and closer to his vision, getting closer and closer... It seems that there is still a flickering of death!

In the next moment, the pain that tore through the sky, the deep and boundless darkness like the sea, surged up the eyelids, and the sky... Forever.... It's black!