209, it's a pity, why didn't he come [thank you to the helmsman who rewarded him with a firewood knife]

Chapter 209: It's a pity, why didn't he come

Dachang City.

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

The haze was everywhere, it was extremely dark, and a thick black haze swept through the sky.

Unlike the ghost realm of the hungry ghosts, the haze here looks more like a normal natural phenomenon.

It's just that in this seemingly normal natural phenomenon, there is a strange supernatural aura floating.

It's just that the scope of this haze is not very wide.

It's just an old mansion.

Crunch~

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and Li Jun pushed open the door of the old mansion with a solemn face, and walked in slowly.

After entering.

It was a dirt road covered with yellow mud, which reminded Li Jun of the strange dirt road that Ye Chen had covered the entire conference room this morning.

These two look very similar.

But at this moment, the dirt road under his feet is a little harder, and it lacks a lot of weird atmosphere, which looks similar to the previous rural dirt road.

Step in.

only felt a gust of wind coming, which made his expression suddenly become solemn and cautious.

"Looks like it's right here."

Previously, Wang Xiaoming gave him an address and asked him to come here to see the situation after the meeting.

The address is this slightly old house.

And this old mansion is the information found by Wang Xiaoming when he was checking a person named Ye Qi.

Due to the very limited information, what made Wang Xiaoming feel useful in the end was only the address of this old house.

Li Jun quickly walked through the dirt road and then came to the entrance of the lobby in the old mansion.

The door is open, and from the outside, you can see the items in the lobby, such as the old TV with a large base, the radio, and other things that are more modern but still have some age.

Without hesitation.

Maybe it's because of the confidence in their own strength.

Li Jun walked directly into the lobby, his eyes scanning everything in the lobby.

His eyes froze, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately noticed the black-and-white photograph hanging on the mourning hall in the center of the lobby wall.

Undoubtedly, this is a black-and-white posthumous photograph after the death of a person.

No, not a black and white photo, just a kind of oppressive white, no black exists.

Because this photo is just a white background, there is no portrait in the white background.

In other words, there is likely to be something strange in this posthumous photo.

"Something is wrong here, the photos should not be the only thing wrong, Professor Wang has instructed, I just came to investigate the situation, and by the way, I took some photos that can be investigated and brought back, I had better not move things here."

Prudence is something in Li Jun's bones.

Instead of making a rash move, he took a regular camera out of his pocket and began to take pictures of the lobby.

He shot very carefully, first the front, the side, even the corners, and some dead corners were not spared.

In the process of taking pictures, he also found that there were cobwebs everywhere and dust, which looked like no one had lived in more than ten years.

Maybe it's because the location here is relatively remote, and it's a small village that is not recorded on ordinary maps, in order to find this place, Wang Xiaoming took a lot of effort to find this place.

It took about ten minutes.

Li Jun took pictures of this small house all over the place, and did not let go of any dead ends.

However, there are only two huts left in this house except for the lobby, and the interior of the house is unremarkable, and it looks like a miniature version of the lobby at a glance.

"Okay, Professor Wang's assignment has been completed, it's time to leave."

After doing all this, Li Jun glanced at the silent lobby, and then walked up the dirt road paved with yellow mud again, intending to leave the place.

It wasn't hard for him to do that.

It's more like coming to the field, taking a few photos and leaving.

Crunch crunch ~

He quickly passed the mud-paved dirt road, went out of the house, and closed the door.

And yet at this very moment.

The old TV in the lobby suddenly lit up.

There were some black and white images on the screen, with flashing black dots in the white, like the old images produced when there was no signal.

At the same time there was a rustling sound.

It's just weird that the huge TV is not powered on.

There's more to it than that.

At this moment, the white negative on the wall, the portraitless posthumous photo, suddenly flashed a strange human face, the face was numb and expressionless, like a dead man.

Soon.

Disappeared again.

"Rustle~ The door was opened..."

At this moment.

The old radio that had been placed under the posthumous photo suddenly sounded.

The eerie sound wasn't very loud, but it made everyone in the house feel that the person who spoke was in their ears.

Luckily, there wasn't a single one in it.

"Rustle~"

The sound paused and then cacophony again.

"It's a pity, why didn't he come ......"

The voice on the radio was very strange, although it was a young man's voice, but it was mixed with a lot of depression and dullness, which made people listen to it with a sense of horror in their ears.

It was as if someone had recorded it in advance, but at the moment the radio was in a broken state.

There is no source to support its launch.

No, maybe it's some kind of weird supernatural that supports it.

......

Guanjiang Community.

"Zhang Wei, did you buy this courier?" In the villa, Jiang Yan pointed to something on the table.

on the table.

It was a white spiritual seat.

It was Jiang Yan who took it out of the courier she had picked up earlier.

Originally, she thought it was a gift that Yang Jian bought for her, but the fact was that she was slapped in the face.

After she saw that there was such a thing in the express package, she reacted, this thing must not be a normal item, of course she knew what the spiritual position was, and it was used to write the name of the dead.

for human sacrifice.

She immediately looked at the sender's information on the courier, but found that none of this was recorded.

It's as if this thing was deliberately left here.

She wanted to check the monitoring, but it was very likely that it involved supernatural things, and Yang Jian and Ye Chen were not there, so she didn't act rashly.

And, in addition to the supernatural, she also thought of another possibility.

That is, this thing was bought back by Zhang Wei.

That's why she asked.

"What kind of express, Sister Jiang, have you opened it, if it's a doll, then it's mine, harm, the pirate website is fast, the doll I ordered yesterday will arrive today."

At this moment, Zhang Wei walked down from the upper floor, and said happily: "Now I don't believe that eating chicken has no touch." ”

"Dirty!"

Jiang Yan said with disdain on her face when she heard this.

Zhang Wei said: "Why is it dirty when I buy a Barbie doll?" Tell you quietly, Yang Jian also ......"

But before he finished speaking, he saw the spiritual seat on the table, and was stunned: "Damn, isn't this a spiritual position for the dead, how could it be sent to home?" ”

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Not surprisingly, five watches.