Advent of the Lord

Cheng Feng didn't know what clues Nan Qiao'an had found. Obviously they saw the same thing, so what could be different?

But thinking of Nan Qiaoan's performance on the plane, Cheng Feng felt inexplicably confident that Nan Qiaoan might really be able to discover things that they couldn't see.

With this in mind, Cheng Feng followed Nan Qiaoan curiously, and saw Nan Qiaoan sprinting back to the hut full of baby items that he had left before.

When the various groups left before, they left in a hurry. The room full of baby items was open, and there were empty baby items scattered inside. Coupled with the gray village, it really made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

I don't know if it was blown by the wind, or there was really something terrible, Nan Qiaoan and Cheng Feng had just entered the yard when the gate creaked and closed by itself.

Cheng Feng was so frightened that his scalp exploded, his face became tight, his whole body wobbled like a frightened rabbit, and he looked at Nan Qiao An in horror: "Qiao An?"

Nan Qiaoan was looking down at the scattered things in the yard, when he heard Cheng Feng calling him, he turned his head to look at Cheng Feng, saw Cheng Feng looked overly frightened, and immediately sneered unceremoniously.

"Joan!" Cheng Feng yelled angrily, but then his sense of fear dropped a lot, and he also felt that he was making too much fuss. He followed Nan Qiaoan's gaze and looked at the yard, wonderingly: "There seems to be nothing here. Special ah?"

Nan Qiaoan glanced at Cheng Feng contemptuously, the meaning in the eyes, Cheng Feng felt like an idiot, so he heard Nan Qiaoan say: "If there is really nothing special here, why make it so special? Remember the baby box that the group said they found?"

Cheng Feng glanced at Nan Qiaoan suspiciously, and saw Nan Qiaoan took out a box from his arms with a calm face: "Actually, they didn't tell the truth. There are not only the dead bones of babies in the box."

Cheng Feng opened his mouth wide: "Joe... Qiao An, where did you get it?"

Nan Qiaoan cast a glance at Cheng Feng, feeling more and more that although this person is famous, his brain is definitely not in line with fame, but after all Cheng Feng has been with him all the time, so he reluctantly explained briefly: "The person who spoke before When the time comes, I’ll take it over and have a look.”

Cheng Feng glanced at Nan Qiaoan as if looking at some monster. When they talked just now, there was nothing unusual. When did Nan Qiaoan take the box away?

Oh, no, he seemed to remember that Nan Qiaoan did pass through that group of people once. It turned out that Nan Qiaoan had stolen the box at that time.

Nan Qiaoan didn't care how colorful Cheng Feng's mind was. He took out the box and opened the small box. As the other party said, the box contained a baby's dry bones. Inside the box, the bones were blackened.

When Cheng Feng saw this bone, he immediately trembled, and silently moved away from Nan Qiao An.

Unexpectedly, Nan Qiao'an took out the baby's bones without changing his expression. Cheng Feng was about to scream out of composure, but Nan Qiao'an took out a photo from below, and there was a line of beautiful characters on the back of the photo: Ai Wu My son, I sigh that my dear son has a long life, and his blessings are thin and his soul disappears.

Cheng Feng held back his fear and moved closer. With 5 eyesight, he could clearly see that the photo was an old black and white photo. In the old photo, there was a delicate and expressionless woman with a bun. He always felt that the eyes of the woman in the photo were gloomy.

Cheng Feng swallowed hard: "Could it be that this woman was soaked in a pig cage in this village because of adultery, or her husband couldn't bear to kill the wild species, so she became a ghost, her child Became an infant spirit and harmed the entire village?"

Nan Qiao'an didn't expect Cheng Feng to come to such a conclusion. He couldn't help being stunned, then touched his chin and laughed to himself: "Not bad, not bad, this inference is not bad, Cheng Feng, you are not bad."

Cheng Feng immediately rubbed his nose in embarrassment. It was the first time that Nan Qiaoan praised him so much, instead of calling him a fool. Cheng Feng was really flattered.

However, something strange happened to Cheng Feng. Nan Qiaoan actually lifted the baby out of the box and put it on the ground, trying to pose for the baby's bones. While posing, he asked, "Does this look like a baby?" The spirit appears and seeks revenge, does it look like a baby spirit is causing trouble?"

Cheng Feng was about to cry, and he could only watch pitifully as Nan Qiaoan was swinging the baby's skeleton around. In this eerie, cold, desolate and abandoned village, in this eerie and eerie farmhouse, I don't know if it was true or not. In Yingjing, the doors and windows of the wind-blown farmhouse creaked, and finally Cheng Feng said in a crying voice: "Brother, aren't you afraid, brother?"

Nan Qiaoan took a look at Cheng Feng, and was immediately amused by Cheng Feng. He smiled innocently, but there was evil in his innocence: "You don't think this is a real corpse, do you?"

Being smiled at by Nan Qiao An, Cheng Feng couldn't help but blush, and he couldn't explain why, the entertainment industry is actually the least lacking in handsome men and women, even if Nan Qiao An is rare and gorgeous, Cheng Feng will not lose his composure, But that smile just now gave Cheng Feng a sense of fear and being teased. When he recovered from the beauty, he realized the meaning of Nan Qiaoan's words, and was immediately shocked: "It's not true." What is that, but this is clearly..."

Nan Qiaoan raised her eyebrows again and said, "You don't think that the whole journey is really human bones, do you?"

Cheng Feng stammered: "No, but...but...it's obviously..."

Nan Qiao'an was suddenly amused and laughed: "These are all simulation models, but the program group is willing to spend a lot of money to make them too realistic, not to mention things like skeletons are easier to confuse real ones, if there are really abandoned ones here With so many bones, a place like yours has not been directly on the news, how can an entertainment program group come over to hold activities."

Cheng Feng's face suddenly darkened, feeling that his IQ had been insulted by [-] points, thinking of the shock he had experienced all the way, he immediately covered his face, feeling that he might lose his image among fans.

"I'll wipe it, Your Majesty, please accept my knee."

"I'll go, Your Majesty, although I'm not a fan of you, please allow me to bow down."

"This is awesome. This wave of artists is the best I have ever seen, although there is only one person who is the best."

"nlgb, what kind of entertainment circle is this IQ? You can rely on your strength to make a living, but you have to rely on your face to make a living. I heard that people often ridiculed this Nan Qiaoan for his face and no brains. The people who satirized him have no brains."

"Oh, everyone is so frightened, and they seem to take this seriously, hhhh, so it turns out that only His Majesty saw it."

Cheng Feng still didn't give up: "But how did you see it, everyone obviously didn't see it."

"Oh." Nan Qiao An said casually with her phoenix eyes and a smile on her lips: "I've seen too much."

The meaning of these words was too deep, and Cheng Feng didn't know whether Nan Qiao An was joking or telling the truth, but it didn't prevent him from shivering.

However, after being told by Nan Qiaoan, Cheng Feng suddenly felt that his fear had been relieved a lot. After watching these, he felt that he had entered a large-scale TV shooting scene. Everything was just props. He watched Nan Qiaoan put the baby The bones were put into a shape, clapped their hands and stood up, and asked curiously, "Joan, what are you doing?"

"It's what you think so that they can check again." Nan Qiaoan smiled and walked into the room.

Cheng Feng's face turned dark immediately, and he made up his mind to beat him to death without speaking. This was too insulting to his IQ. Seeing Nan Qiaoan walk into the dilapidated room of the farmhouse, Cheng Feng hurriedly followed.

The farmhouse is a very simple central hall main room and side room. It seems that the conditions of this house are not bad. The main room should be the residence of the women's parents-in-law. It is obvious at a glance, nothing special.

There is a memorial tablet in the middle hall, the name is unclear, the first two characters vaguely resemble 'My Son', Nan Qiaoan and Cheng Feng walked into the side room, there should be a young couple living here, they can see The dusty bed was made of fresher and younger fabrics, and a broken mirror was upside down on a small table next to it. It can be seen that the owner cherishes it and plays with it a lot, so it is a little worn out.

Nan Qiaoan didn't open the drawer, but opened the big closet next to it. The closet should have been stored for a long time, and when he opened it, a musty smell came over his face, making Cheng Feng sneezed.

Nan Qiaoan quickly covered her mouth and nose with her clothes, and dragged out a rattan box from the closet. It was unknown whether the rattan box belonged to the host or the hostess, and there were some inexplicable things in it.

There is old cloth, a book with blurred writing, the book has experienced something, it is all stuck inside, and a page is barely torn, the handwriting is not very clear, but there is a picture of a plant.

At the bottom of the box is a thick silver bracelet. The bracelet is very new, and it can be seen that it has been properly hidden. In addition to these, there are some broken pieces and some things like dried leaves piled up together. not sure what it is.

Nan Qiaoan directly took out the booklet and the debris, and without saying a word, he asked Cheng Feng to take out the lighter, and burned the booklet, those dried leaves, and the debris.

Cheng Feng was startled: "Qiao An, what are you doing?"

Nan Qiaoan looked at Cheng Feng like an idiot: "Didn't I tell you just now, destroy the evidence."

Cheng Feng was a little puzzled: "You knew this before, but none of us entered the house before, how did you find out, how did you know it was useful?"

Nan Qiaoan smiled softly, Cheng Feng felt goosebumps all over his body when he laughed, and heard Nan Qiaoan say: "Guess?"

Cheng Feng felt that his temper in this life would be exhausted here, so he said with a dark face: "If I guess it out, I won't ask you."

"Actually, I don't know, but since this place is so important, it must not be just scaring us with a pile of baby clothes. There may be some clues hidden, so I just want to come over and check it out. If you can't find it, let's just check it out. It was destroyed when it arrived, but as I expected, there is indeed something, and not only we will come to check later, but other people who think of it will also come, but the two of us are the fastest."

Nan Qiaoan didn't feel what he said at all. He finished his thoughts in an understatement, stepped on it directly, stomped out the flames and then crushed them. The ashes from books and leaves mixed with the original dust on the ground They couldn't tell each other apart, and Nan Qiaoan didn't think what he did was too much. After finishing, he put the box back in the cabinet, pretending that no one had turned over here, and Cheng Feng stood beside him. He looked as if his mind had been critically attacked, and couldn't recover for a long time. After recovering, he only looked at Nan Qiao'an with a subtle look.

After Cheng Feng came back to his senses, he wanted to say something to Nan Qiaoan, but suddenly there was a slight thumping sound behind them, both Cheng Feng and Nan Qiaoan looked back immediately, and saw a figure running away quickly. The speed of the figure was extremely fast. Cheng Feng and Nan Qiaoan had just arrived at the door when they found that the figure had disappeared.

At this moment, due to the climate problem in the primeval forest, a cool wind suddenly blew up, Cheng Feng shrank his neck, swallowed and said, "Qiao An, didn't you say that there is no ghost, isn't it some supernatural event?"

"Hmm." Nan Qiaoan narrowed his eyes looking at the direction where the figure disappeared, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Maybe I made a mistake in judgment."

Regardless of whether there is a problem with Nan Qiaoan's judgment, one thing he judged was right anyway. When the two of them were walking out of the yard, there was someone walking towards the yard in front of them. They looked like people from the group of punk boys. The other groups were the same as theirs. Because of unequal interests, they acted separately. Because everyone was in a competitive relationship, that person didn't say anything to them when he passed by. He came out with an expression of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Qiao An, where are we going now?" After coming out of the yard, Cheng Feng had already cast his eyes on Nan Qiao An. .

"Let's go to the village chief's house first. I have some guesses and I don't know if they are correct. I want to verify them."

In fact, Cheng Feng also had guesses, but he was wrong several times this time, and he was too embarrassed to say it out, so he wanted to take a look with Nan Qiaoan to see what Nan Qiaoan thought differently.

The village head's house is not far from here. It can be said that the whole village is not very big. It takes only 15 minutes to walk from this weird farmhouse to the village head's house.

The village chief occupies the best place in the village, and the house is also the most magnificent in the village, so it is easy to find. Nan Qiaoan and Cheng Feng walked towards the village chief's house while talking.

Halfway through, Cheng Feng suddenly remembered and said, "I remember the director mentioned that there is a wall of infant grievances here, and there are bloody handprints of babies on it. Since the director mentioned it, you said that there will be blood on the wall?" There won't be any important clues, I remember that wall is not far from the backyard of the village chief's house, do you want to stop by and have a look?"

"Since it's on the way, let's go and have a look." Nan Qiao'an didn't say anything. Cheng Feng was relieved when he saw this, and he always felt that he still had something to do.

As a result, as soon as the two of them reached the door of the village chief's house, they heard a shrill scream, followed by a signal flare that exploded in mid-air.

Nan Qiao'an and Cheng Feng were taken aback, and walked towards the direction where the signal was emitted, which was the wall of bloody hands behind the village head's house. After the two walked over, they realized that the situation was so terrifying and strange.

Han Xing fainted on the ground, he fired the signal flare, and the punk boy next to him was red and swollen all over, his body was swollen and deformed, his nose was bleeding and his eyes were wide open, he looked like he was not breathing. It's not the scariest thing, but the scariest thing is that a group of dark, human-like shadows lie on the punk boy and bite the punk boy's body, and stare at Nan Qiaoan and Cheng Feng who came over with weird scarlet eyes .

Cheng Feng froze on the spot. Nan Qiaoan looked at the black figure, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked over without fear. Cheng Feng only felt his throat tighten, but he couldn't say anything at all. , I could only watch Nan Qiaoan walk past, and it was strange to say that the black shadow ran away in fear.

There was a buzzing sound from the headset, and after a while, the director's distraught voice came out of the headset: "What's the situation, what's the situation over there, is there anything wrong, the screens of a dozen cameras here suddenly went black Now, what's going on?"

Cheng Feng swallowed his saliva, and finally said dryly: "An artist died."

The director was also silent for a while on the other end, and finally he yelled as if he couldn't believe it: "What did you say, what happened?"

Cheng Feng looked at the hideous corpse of the punk boy on the ground. He wiped his face and forced himself to calm down: "An artist died. Something happened here. Hurry up and call the police now."

The director was silent for a while, and finally said in a shy voice: "Okay, all of you go back to the farmhouse and don't wander around. The rescue team will be there soon, hold on, everyone go to the farmhouse, it may be very unsafe now, everyone Don't move around."

Nan Qiaoan and Nan Qiaoan supported Han Xing, and the three returned to the village together. Everyone should have got the news by now, and the expressions on their faces were a bit ugly.

After all, the topic of this variety show is already abnormal, and many people are somewhat dissatisfied, because some of the people who come here are relatively well-known, and no one would expect to suffer this crime. Don’t forget to finish the show, but I don’t know that something really happened. Seeing that the sky will start to darken again, it is very likely that everyone will have to live in this dead environment for another night, and the expression on their faces will become even uglier. .

After Han Xing was taken back, he also woke up slowly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he trembled and cried sharply: "I said that this place is haunted, there must be resentful spirits here, and I said that this kind of show cannot be participated at all. What fame has to be fought with one's life, now it's over, someone has really been killed by the ghost, and the ghost who died unjustly in this village hasn't left yet, they are still here, and they will definitely harm others, what to do, what to do Let’s do it, people from the program team, where’s the program team?”

Cheng Feng originally wanted to tell Nan Qiaoan's speculation before, saying that this place was arranged by the program group, but when he thought of the black shadow he saw just now, he was a little uncertain.

It was getting dark now, and a woman's plaintive cry came from outside: "My son, my son, my son, come back quickly, my idiot, mother's idiot, mother!" Waiting for you, waiting for you to come home."

Coupled with the whistling wind of the primeval forest, the dilapidated farmhouse environment, and the background set by the previous program group for the viewability of the program, everyone felt dizzy.

Han Xing even cried out loudly in the room: "I just said, there are ghosts here, and the villagers in this village died so badly, and their souls are still alive. What is the intention of the program crew to choose this place for the program? , now that the wronged soul is here, maybe there is also the female ghost who died unjustly, ah, they are looking for a scapegoat!"

Han Xing's voice was originally high-pitched, with the feeling of a male and female voice, and he usually spoke well, but this sudden burst of such a shrill voice made people's scalp tingle, plus the cold wind outside, and I don't know where it came from. The crying of the woman who came made people feel chills all over.

Someone even angrily said to Han Xing: "Can you stop talking, didn't you see that there are girls here? It's like this now, do you still want to scare everyone?"

However, Han Xing didn't pay any attention, and just murmured: "It's the ghost who is asking for his life, it's the ghost looking for a substitute, it's the ghost looking for a substitute, it's the ghost looking for a substitute."

His appearance made everyone even more suspicious.

I don't know who spoke hesitantly: "You said, would someone act under the guise of ghosts and gods, and because they had a grudge with him, they secretly killed him and shirked it on ghosts and gods?"

As soon as this person said this, everyone immediately looked at Nan Qiaoan. After all, in this group, only Nan Qiaoan had a grudge against that punk guy, and even Nan Qiaoan had a few times with the punk guy. conflict.

Besides, the environment of the program group selection this time is so complicated, if someone deliberately uses this environment to do something, it is not impossible.

Liu Yueying next to her was pale and whispered: "No, brother Nan is not such a person. Although he has a bad temper, he will never do such a thing. Although we didn't act with him this afternoon, but I believe he is not."

The other party immediately said impatiently: "You haven't acted with him, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Feng next to him couldn't listen anymore and said coldly: "I have been with Qiao An all this afternoon, so what you say means that I am also suspected."

That person couldn't bear to guess casually in this environment, and now that Cheng Feng was angry, he didn't dare to say anything. After all, it was better to think that someone killed the punk boy than to think that he really encountered a ghost.

Everyone was not in the mood to continue talking, the director was completely disconnected, not only the camera was useless, but also the headset could not emit sound, and they did not know when the rescuers would arrive.

After talking for a while and about to leave, a person standing at the door suddenly swallowed his saliva, and said with fear on his face: "Just now I saw a face on the window, that face was very pale, and the eyes were very red, you guys Say what?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the room fell silent, and an atmosphere of extreme fear spread. Everyone looked at the window, but there was nothing on the window, only darkness.