Chapter 10: Meeting

The long wait made everyone suffer, until finally someone couldn't stand the extremely oppressive atmosphere, and cried while pounding the invisible fog door!

I couldn't hear what they were crying for, or who was crying, only panic and despair were spreading, as if there was no hope for life.

"Shut up!"

Before Xiao Xia burst out of panic and anger, Zuo Dexian shouted. I saw him stride to the center of the square and shout into the lake, "What do you mean? There is revenge for injustice, revenge for revenge, pretending to be a god like this, and people look down on them when they die! If you have any tricks, I'm waiting for you! ”

He was answered first by silence, then by crying, not from those besieged, but faintly from the impenetrable fog on all sides. At first, it was just a small sob, but gradually, the cry became louder and louder, as if many, many people were crying together, forming an eerie 'buzzing' sound that seemed to come from the ground, piercing people's ear drums and hearts like a sharp blade, making people shudder!

"Ahh Liu Hong was stunned for a moment before screaming, and quickly ran from the edge of the square to Zuo De in the center of the square, "There are many, many - ghosts, there are so many in the fog - " She cried breathlessly.

Before she could finish speaking, everyone had this consciousness and quickly ran to the center of the square.

Unexpectedly, they ran, but the fog seemed to be pulled by them, and gradually shrank to the middle, and in the blink of an eye, the place in the center of the square that was not invaded by the fog became smaller and smaller, and when the nine people were huddled together back to back, the white fog also approached the edge of their bodies, like a white wall.

Heavy, tense breathing passed through the nine men, each knowing that the slaughter was about to begin.

Zuo De angrily slammed into the wall of fog, but bounced back again, and the burly body hit Xiao Xia's injured shoulder right back, causing her to scream in pain.

However, at the same time as she screamed in pain, there were also screams, only to feel that the people huddled together behind her loosened, and three figures were pulled out by invisible hands and fell to the ground. As soon as the person fell out, the white mist immediately automatically dodged several irregular gaps, allowing others to clearly see the situation of the three people.

These three people are the middle-aged man surnamed Song who is engaged in propaganda work, one is engaged in culture and education, and the other is the head of the town secretariat. After they fell to the ground, they kept trying desperately to get up, but they just couldn't get up as if they were being pressed to the ground by something.

Zuo De and Xiao Xia wanted to rush out and pull them, but they couldn't break through the fog wall anyway, so they could only watch!

I saw them inhale desperately, pinch their necks with both hands, roll and twist painfully on the ground, the green tendons on their necks burst out, and their eyes are about to pop out, obviously in a state of suffocation, as if they are trapped in an airless environment!

"Kill if you want, don't use such cruel means!" Xiao Xia couldn't bear to look at it, especially when the moans of the three people in their chests were maliciously amplified, which made Xiao Xia feel empathy for the suffocation, and he couldn't breathe.

No one paid any attention to her, and the torment continued until these desperate struggles for survival ceased, and the three victims suffocated, the cries began to sound intermittently, and the fog retreated like a tide to the edge of the square.

"What to do? What to do? We can't get out. Zuode, I don't want to die, take me out! I don't want to die! Liu Hong cried again.

"Let's keep running and wait to see what else they can do!" Zuo De said, although his attitude was tough, but his tone also revealed helplessness and despair, in this situation, they had no way out. There were twelve people who entered the city, and now half of them are dead, and they don't even know what their opponents are like or where they come from, only passively beaten.

Now the only people left are Xiao Xia, Zuo De, Liu Hong, another reporter from the town newspaper surnamed Ma, Zhao Jiayuan, and Mao Fu, who is frightened. Except for the two 'officials', the other four were all young men under the age of 30, and if they were really wronged, it was very likely that these four young men were innocent. However, this lost city doesn't seem to want to spare anyone, but puts them to the end.

It's just that 'it' arranged for them to have what more brutal way of death? Will Zhao Jiayuan and Mao Fu be the next ones to be killed?! If these horrific things are all because of revenge, then only these two people know the inside story!

Xiao Xia's eyes looked at the Zhao family from afar, only to see that his face was pale, not much better than a dead man, the whole person stood there, if it weren't for the trembling lips, it would make people think that he was an ugly stone carving.

The Zhao family saw Xiao Xia looking at him, with a look of extreme fear on his face, as if there was a devil standing behind her, and shouted without saying anything, "It's none of my business, I don't know anything." It's none of my business! Don't ask me, I don't know anything! Ahh

He screamed, and suddenly fell backwards to the ground, and with his long scream, his feet kicked wildly, and his fingers were the ground, but it was all in vain, as if his feet were caught in an invisible rope, and he was quickly pulled backwards into the thick fog, and disappeared again!

Mao Fu on the side laughed, as if he had seen something funny, "Killing people to pay for their lives, paying off debts, and it is justified." Haha, you have to pay it back, you have to pay it back! No matter how long it takes, you still have to pay it back! ”

He laughed and wept, and bent down, and when he straightened up again, his eyes suddenly stiffened and glowed green.

"Let's go together!" He mechanically turned his head, reached out to the nearest pony reporter, and walked straight over.

Reporter Ma shouted, and was so frightened by Mao Fu that he ran into the fog again. Mao Fu lost his target, so he turned around and chased Zuo De and Liu Hong again, so frightened that Liu Hong screamed, and dodged under Zuo De's protection.

The square is not small, Zuo De seems to be stubborn and refuses to leave here, but Mao Fu's speed is strangely fast, and the angle of these two people to avoid is getting smaller and smaller, and in the end, they can only run into the fog again.

"You're all left." Mao Fu said to Xiao Xia, a stiff smile on his face.

Xiao Xia glanced at the lake and saw that the three fountains had also turned red, and knew that this scene had also been played, and the 'director' behind the scenes was cleaning up the venue, and when the rest of the people were 'invited' back again, a new murder drama would be staged again. The three corpses will also disappear without a trace, and the next time the fountain that symbolizes death will gush out? And what strange way to die? Who will suffer?

She didn't wait for Mao Fu, who was obviously controlled, to run after her, and walked into the fog herself. Now that everything was designed, she might as well save some effort and think of some other way to resist. It's a pity that she has always wanted to learn a little Taoism from Ruan Zhan, but because she is lazy and busy with trivial things, she hasn't even learned a little bit at all, otherwise she wouldn't be powerless to resist today!

If she can get out of this city alive, she must worship Ruan Zhan as a teacher!

Ruan Zhan's name softened her heart, and at this time she hated her usual timid behavior a little, why didn't she tell him her feelings when she still had the chance? If she dies here, she will never be able to tell him what is in her heart. Even if he can be psychic, she will never be able to experience his embrace!

There has never been this moment, and she has a deeper understanding of the longing for Ruan Zhan in her heart! Perhaps when they first met, when she looked through the glass of the bar door, when she saw him standing at the counter smiling gently and detachedly at the crowd of female customers, when she realized that there was coldness and indifference beneath his polite appearance, she had already loved him.

Who said that love is like lightning, you never know when and where it will hit you!

She once thought that she would like such an excellent man as Wan Li - gentle, talkative, humorous, stable, intelligent, the delicate son of the sky under the sun, like a warm fire, always measured to the point that it will not let you be cold, nor will it let you burn herself, but she did not expect that she would fall in love with a man who is used to hiberning in the cold darkness and does not want anyone to approach.

But she just loves, and she loves unconsciously. He is so strong and so fragile, strong enough not to be knocked down by anything, and so fragile that he will break at the touch of it, so that she can't help but desperately want to get close to him, warm him, want him to live happily and easily, want to sweep away the haze in his heart, and want the ice in his heart to melt into gentle spring water for her!

Ruan Zhan! Ruan Zhan!

She whispered his name warmly, and was eager to get down on her knees at once and beg God, and if he could appear before her, she would say the words that she had always buried in her heart, and whatever the outcome would be, she would say it to him!

Go to his plan to surround the city in the countryside, everyone doesn't know how much time they have left, there are too many accidents in this world, as long as there is an opportunity, she will never miss it again!

As if in response to her prayers, when she was walking around in the fog and didn't know where she went, she suddenly heard Ruan Zhan's call again in the depths of her heart!

The ecstasy and disbelief in her heart intertwined and made her pause, listening closely, only to hear the dull footsteps coming from the depths of the mist.

Is that him? Did he come to save her or—

She didn't dare to speak, and looked around vigilantly and expectantly, for fear that she was hallucinating, or that the wooden man came to deceive her with Ruan Zhan's voice again!

The sound of 'clicking' footsteps came slowly, with a sense of hesitation, which was not the same as Ruan Zhan's usual steady and firm feeling. This made Xiao Xia's heart tighten, and a sense of despair slowly rose from her heart.

The footsteps were getting closer, as if the other party had arrived in front of her.

In the nervousness, Xiao Xia made a judgment - run! He is not the one he has to wait for, because he will not come so quickly, because in this ghost realm, God will not hear her prayers!

She turned and ran, but suddenly a hand reached out in the mist, grabbed her waist from behind, and grabbed her tightly, making her feel that it must be the bolt that was wrapping around her again, so she struggled!

"Let go! Let go! Let me go! She twisted her body desperately, kicking and hitting and biting, desperate to get rid of her grip like a captured little beast, but to no avail, she was still forcibly carried into an embrace.

"Shhhhh It's okay! It's me. The person who came forcefully pressed her into his arms and didn't let go, but his tone was very gentle, "Shhhh It's fine if you're okay. Scared the hell out of me, I thought it was too late this time! Okay, it's okay. ”

The familiar tone in his ears and the unique taste of the arrival, a mixture of the sweetness of alcohol and the bitterness of tobacco, made Xiao Xia stand stiff and no longer struggle. Is that him? Is it really Ruan Zhan? How did he come? How did he know she was here?!

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