In the end, the three spirits all chose to go on the road, and Wen Feng did his best to help them.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, whatever the reason they were leaving.

Anyway, this inexplicable grudge is over.

After Wenfeng and the others drove away again, several more figures appeared in this forest.

They looked at the direction Wen Feng had left, and their eyes were complicated.

"We didn't make a move, was it luck or bad luck?"

A faint voice sounded, a little confused. But no one around answered it~

It was already past two o'clock in the morning when I got home.

The computer received another message from Hemming's hacker friend.

It turned out that he was really interested in this matter, and he was still investigating it so late.

It said that there were no records or reports of suspicious mass disappearances and deaths.

But he discovered something terrible.

The absence of filings and reports does not mean that such things have not happened.

Because of his limited ability, he found a more powerful peer to help him check.

I really found out that in the past year, more than 20 people have passed away from the IDs of the webpage that Hemming said.

Each of them died in a different way, and seven or eight of them were not from the city.

But Hemming's friends and his peers also found out that a small number of people had been to Boulder Ridge.

Because that small number of people have posted this information through social software.

But no one ever linked their deaths to Boulder Ridge and browsing that page.

So such a death is not unusual in the eyes of others.

"That's not right! Didn't they all die in the mountains? ”

Wen Feng soon discovered the suspicion.

The evil spirits said that they were the only ones who escaped, so they said that they did not escape before.

If you don't escape, you must have died in the mountains.

But Hemming's friend said that those people died in life, not on the mountain.

Hearing this, Wen Feng's face turned pale.

"Wenfeng, what's wrong with you, is there anything wrong with this?"

Heming looked at his face and realized that things were not simple.

"I know why no one noticed, I know why they look dead normally."

Wen Feng said word by word with anger on his face.

"They didn't really die normally, they just didn't know. They are actually dead, but the evil spirits borrowed their bodies to go down the mountain and lived for a while before causing accidental deaths! ”

"Accidental deaths, as long as the reason is sufficient, of course no one will dig into the cause of their death!"

Hearing this, Haiming's face also turned pale.

Of course, otherwise why they would have passed through a nearby village as they went up the mountain.

I also asked the locals how to get there, but no one reminded them.

Why don't the evil spirits on the mountain attack the nearby villages, is it because the rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest?

Everything is a trap of evil spirits, it's just that I didn't find out in time!

"It is unforgivable to have harmed so many people!"

Wen Feng clenched his fists with both hands, trembling all over, obviously angry.

Hai Ming looked at Wen Feng and was extremely surprised in his heart.

It turns out that the so-called supernatural events are not just about seeing spirits, but also such intricate conspiracies and traps!

"It's a sin to stay with that evil ghost for even a second!"

This is a sentence that Haiming heard Wen Feng say before going to bed.

expressed Wenfeng's determination.

"Wenfeng, what are we going to do today?"

The next day, I got up and had breakfast, and saw Wen Feng packing up again.

"Today we will go to the village near Boulder Ridge to inquire about the old things, I want to find the bones of that evil spirit, as long as I find the bones, even if it runs to the ends of the earth, I will detain it back!"

Wen Feng said angrily.

Hai Ming was a little confused, he had never seen Wen Feng so vicious and hateful.

On weekdays, Wen Feng doesn't talk much, except for the four of them, he also keeps a certain safe distance from others.

You'll feel like you don't know him well, and you won't hate him because of it.

It is rare to see Wen Feng so obsessed.

In fact, Haiming took the initiative to accompany and take care of Wenfeng this time, and there was another thing that had been itching in his heart.

I just want to know Wen Feng's life experience, Wen Feng has spiritual power, I'm afraid even his parents don't know.

How did Wen Feng hide it, there must have been a lot of unspeakable distress since he was a child, and he wanted to know.

It's just that as soon as he came to Wen Feng's house, he immediately began to track down the evil spirit incident that appeared in the hospital.

So he never found a chance to listen to Wenfeng's "storytelling".

Wenfeng saw his parents go to work. immediately took the schoolbag and went out with Hemming.

This time, it was Zijun who drove a motorcycle and waited near a toll booth on his way to Boulder Ridge.

Wenfeng and Haiming were forced to get out of the car when they came here by car.

Because after going out, Wen Feng knew that Haiming had told Zijun about the investigation in advance.

On the way, he taught Heming a hard lesson.

Hai Ming said that people are easy to do, and brothers work together to break gold.

Wen Feng said that Haiming was a pit and insisted on dragging Zijun into the water.

"You didn't tell Min'er and Li Qing, did you?"

In Zijun's car, Wen Feng squinted and looked at Hai Ming as if he wanted to kill.

"No, absolutely not! Besides, Li Qing has already gone to Hangzhou yesterday~"

Heming said nervously and slipped his mouth.

In fact, Haiming wanted to say it a long time ago, but he couldn't find a good opportunity, so he said it without going through his brain at this time.

Zijun was driving, sighed and didn't speak.

"It's okay, it's safer that way!"

Wen Feng was a little dazed, and sure enough, he still stayed away from him, but he also understood.

So Wen Feng suddenly felt relieved. He can choose to hide his identity, why can't others have a choice?

Once you figure it out, it's nothing.

Two hours later, Wen Feng and his entourage finally arrived at the village near Boulder Ridge.

Looking at the beautiful barren mountain from afar, Wen Feng and the others immediately had goosebumps.

Who would have thought that barren mountain, which seems to be full of strange rocks and beautiful scenery, is a place of death that kills people invisibly?

It almost killed five of them, and more than twenty people had been lost there.

They pretend to be folktale lovers and specialize in collecting folk tales.

Ask one by one, and go to the local elders to trace those hard years.

Fortunately, they chose the time after lunch, and many of the older generation liked to come out of the village after dinner to chat in the cool where there were big trees.

At the beginning, many old people were very defensive, afraid that Wenfeng would be bad people.

But I saw a few young men chatting with other old people, and then they all gathered around, one by one.

Wenfeng took the pen to remember, and they were very happy.

Finally, someone opened their hearts and mentioned the old thing.

"Young man, didn't you ask if you had experienced any tragic things in the village before and after those days? One thing I have to mention......"

An old man brought up something in a blog post about evil spirits.

There is a bit of a discrepancy in the process because the subjectivity is different.

"That person's name is Chen Tianxiang, although he is not from our village, but at that time, almost everyone in a town knew him, let alone a scholar who had been beaten."

Finally the old man revealed the identity of the evil spirit.

"Collect the body? Rolling down from such a high cliff, the whole body is in tatters, I can't see the appearance clearly, I can't tell who is with whom, some have no heads, some have no hands and feet, there is no way to identify, where do you dare to bury casually? In the end, all the limbs that could be collected were buried together somewhere in the barren mountain, called the tomb of Zhongying, in gratitude for their dedication to the interests of the village collective. ”

When Wen Feng asked, where were those people buried after they rolled down the mountain? An old man sighed and said something that disappointed Wen Feng with a scared face.

That means there's no way to find the bones of the evil spirits!