Aoba Office

I touched my phone and considered whether to go find Ye Qing.

It doesn't matter if I don't enter the dreamland to save the little expert and the others. Now that Wu Ling and the others can't be contacted, that's what I'm most worried about.

The phone vibrated.

Fatty sent a message saying that there was something wrong with the live broadcast.

When I entered the live broadcast room, I found that the room was empty. The live broadcast is over.

I didn't see what was going on, but the comments and the barrage flying across the black screen told me what was going on.

"Who? Who was it just now?"

"I didn't see it, I just saw the fingers."

"Based on my years of experience, I think it's a woman's finger."

After reading these contents, I had some guesses in my mind.

More than ten minutes later, an incoming call popped up on the phone screen.

It's Wu Ling!

I answered the phone immediately.

"How are you doing?" I blurted out and asked directly.

Wu Ling's voice was calm, "We are now at the labor camp and have solved the problem."

"Ah..." I couldn't help but be stunned.

solved?

Is that the solution?

"It was several corpses that transformed into corpses and attacked living people. This place is no longer good," Wu Ling said.

I couldn't understand it even more, "What's wrong? You didn't do it last time. Did you solve it?"

"Well, it's been solved, but this place..." Wulington paused, "Have you seen the file? That old lady who made wind chimes."

Of course I've seen the file. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known that the string of wooden wind chimes was used to summon spirits. I still remember that the name of the file is "Black Mist", and the last video in the file is the old lady taking away the things from that land...

Thinking of this, I was stunned.

"It's similar to that situation. This land is no longer viable. It's not like Huixiang, where there are ghosts doing evil, so it's no longer viable. It's the overall environment here that's no longer viable. Moreover, this place is hopeless. All the people have left and given up. I have forgotten it, and all I remember are bad supernatural events, so there is no hope here." Wu Ling didn't mean to sigh, he was just stating a fact.

I don't know how to answer the call.

"I don't know where the original zombie corpses came from. Of the three corpses we found, Jin Shanshan's corpse had normal trauma, so she should have been killed. The other two were the two friends of the anchor. They were all killed by zombies. The police may not be able to come in until dawn, and they will handle the matter by then." Wu Ling continued.

"Can't you come in after dark?" I asked casually, just out of curiosity.

"Ordinary people can't come in and can't see this road. You can only see it if you have yin and yang eyes. In addition, it has something to do with this place. Jin Shanshan has something to do with that Thales. The anchor's two friends should have set up here during the day. , stayed here and were attacked after dark. The two of them contacted the anchor. Maybe because of this, the live broadcast has not been interrupted. "

As Wu Ling spoke, he explained to me what a dangerous place was in a very understanding way.

Haunted houses and haunted houses cannot actually be considered haunted places. The former is just one or two ghosts causing trouble, while the latter is a change in the land itself. Ancient battlefields and ghost marches cannot actually be regarded as evil places, because those yin energy and illusions are just illusions and are not offensive.

"The land is not a spirit. It will not give birth to a specific form, nor will it have subjective consciousness. They are greatly affected by the environment, and change very quickly and violently. At the same time, it affects the living and dead things on it. It is not very offensive in itself. Now, if you just throw a corpse here, it will transform into a corpse within two or three minutes. In addition, if the general environment, I mean that zombie culture is no longer popular in this world. , zombie-themed works, the corpses thrown here may undergo other changes, and may become monsters or ghosts. "

I roughly understood the meaning of this ominous place.

But I'm still a little confused.

"Then, this place has to be sealed, and there's no... no way to save it?" I found it unbelievable.

"Almost. If we want to transform this place...there are such capable people in historical records. Now, I'm afraid we can't find such people in the world. It's impossible for one or two generations to affect the environment here. Unless Only if someone can create a spirit here, or a spirit full of good thoughts, can there be changes here. But as you know, no one knows what changes will happen to a spirit. Good or bad. In most cases, it's bad." Wu Ling said calmly.

In this case, the land can only be sealed to prevent anyone from having another accident.

I was a little emotional, but I couldn't say I was panicked.

This kind of thing is actually not difficult to do. As long as the government issues an investigation report and identifies that there is something wrong with the soil in that area, containing radioactivity and toxins, many people will not go there. People who have watched the live broadcast and listened to the narration may believe that the place is haunted, but as time goes by, this belief turns into rumors. Like all ghost legends on the Internet, it is gradually regarded as a story.

My thoughts changed and I thought about Qingye.

"Everyone is talking about you on the Internet now. Doesn't it matter?" I asked.

Wu Ling said "Oh", "This is easy to handle. If you get some news, they will divert their attention."

I don't know what method Aoba's people thought of to divert attention. But I was relieved that they were okay.

After I informed Shouzi and the others that I was safe, I found the comments on the Internet boring.

People who know the truth will not explain it to the public. Even if it is explained, it will probably be replaced by stories made up by ordinary people that are more in line with public thinking.

I turned off my computer and phone and prepared to fall asleep.

I was a little worried that I would dream about killing the little masters and the others.

If I really dream about them and see them being attacked, I may not be able to remain indifferent and stand by.

But I can't completely control my dreams.

With such a trace of worry, I lay on the bed.

I didn't fall asleep right away. When I fell asleep, I dreamed of ugly and terrifying zombies. I dreamed that I was being chased by zombies, running and running as hard as I could...

Running like this all night made me a little tired.

It seems that the ferocious place really conflicts with me.

I've dreamed twice that I was chased by monsters there. It's also intoxicating.

After getting up, I subconsciously picked up my phone, scrolled through the messages, and browsed the web page. I saw the news posted by the Minqing police account.

They found the labor camp!

I suddenly sat up from the bed.

In that situation note, it was written that the police found the labor camp and found seven corpses, belonging to Wang (online nickname P), Xu (Old K), Zhang (Brother Hong), Yu (Xiaoye) ), Lin (Kangkang), Jin, Wu (Tiles). And successfully rescued Qian Mou (a little expert in committing suicide) who was in a coma.

That little expert who seeks death is not dead!

Five more updates for Sanmeng~