Thriller Night Talk

Hearing this, Beiquan frowned deeply.

He had already witnessed the death process of the girl named Julie when he was away from the soul. Indeed, as Wei Fuyuan speculated, other people who disappeared in the fragmented space may have died in the "Xuan" Gate Village" somewhere.

【Every day I open my eyes, I see the same group of people breaking into the room and dragging me out of the room to attend that damn festival! 】

[And every day I live, when the festival is over, one of my companions will disappear! 】

"Ayun" once said so on the phone.

The group of teachers and students from the Photography Department arrived at Xuanmen Village on the evening of May 5, and they have been out of contact for four days. If, as A Yun said, one of their companions disappeared every day, then the eight teachers At least half of life has been suspended.

"...I really can't delay."

Beiquan looked down at his watch.

The date displayed on the dial is June 6, and the time is twelve twenty in the morning.

He turned to Wei Fuyuan and Tian's salary increase and said:

"I'll go into the debris space to have a look, you two are waiting here."

Tian Jiaxin opened his mouth, and almost blurted out the phrase "I'm coming too", but swallowed it back in embarrassment.

He is a plant, and his combat power is really very urgent. If he enters the fragmented space, if something happens, he may even be reluctant to protect himself.So no matter how much he worried about Beiquan, he could only be a conscientious doorman at best.

On the contrary, Young Master Wei jumped up immediately, adhering to the ignorant person's senseless courage and fearless spirit.

"That won't work!"

Wei Fuyuan shouted loudly:

"How can I let you go in alone? Am I not your assistant, of course I want to go with you!"

Beiquan squinted at him, "What if you can't get out after entering?"

Wei Fuyuan retorted without thinking:

"How is it possible, aren't you here?"

After working together for a month and a half, Young Master Wei had already firmly believed in the ability of his boss, and subconsciously felt that as long as Beiquan was around, there would be no problem of injustice.

"Why is it impossible?"

Beiquan smiled helplessly, "I almost couldn't come back just now?"

Wei Fuyuan was taken aback for a moment, remembering that Beiquan really couldn't even breathe for a while, if he hadn't given artificial respiration...

—stop!

Young Master Wei pinched himself hard under the table.

——What time is this, what are you thinking about! ! ?

He forced himself to correct his attitude quickly.

"If that's the case, then I have to follow."

Wei Fuyuan said seriously:

"In case something goes wrong with you, I can still give you a hand like I did just now, can't I?"

Beiquan: "..."

Somehow, at this moment, he really remembered the breeze that brushed his temples when he was lost in the gap of space just now, and the stardust-like golden glow that followed the wind.

"……Um."

Beiquan nodded lightly.

"In that case, then Xiao Wei will go with me."

He smiled slightly at Wei Fuyuan, "Just one thing..."

Beiquan paused and muttered to himself:

"...I have to make sure nothing goes wrong."

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In order to ensure that Wei Fuyuan could be brought back with all his beard and tail, Beiquan spent another two hours walking around the village and making many arrangements that Young Master Wei could not understand at all.

After all this was done, it was already three o'clock in the morning on June 6, and the rain that had been falling for half the night finally stopped.

Beiquan brought Wei Fuyuan and Tian's salary increase to the edge of the cemetery at the end of the village.

"We'll go in here."

He pointed to the east of the village:

"The entrance to the debris space is here."

The night in the deserted village is full of darkness without stars or moon.

Wei Fuyuan used a strong flashlight to shine in the direction Beiquan pointed, only to see a barren beach, overgrown weeds and low shrubs.

Nothing at all.

Wei Fuyuan: "Where is the entrance?"

Beiquan smiled:

"The water source in the village is the entrance to the debris space."

He was referring to the remains of the riverbed that had been dry for many years.

The mountainous area of ​​southern Henan is prone to drought every now and then, especially in the past when the water conservancy facilities were very imperfect, and small mountain villages like Xuanmen Village had to rely on water sources to survive.

Unfortunately, about 30 years ago, the river in the east of the village suddenly changed its course without warning after a flood upstream. The river bed dried up completely overnight, and the water level of the groundwater also dropped year by year. I can't get any water out.

The reason why the villagers of Xuanmen Village migrated is also closely related to the water crisis in the village.

Now the village is deserted. After decades of wind and sun, the river channel is almost filled with sand and overgrown with weeds. It is already difficult to clearly distinguish the boundary between the river bed and the river bank with the naked eye.

"Although it was raining just now..."

Wei Fuyuan used a flashlight to go back and forth on the remains of the river beach twice:

"But there's no water in the river now?"

Beiquan nodded with a smile.

"It is true that there is no water now."

He smiled and said:

"But at some point 'before', it used to have water on it."

After finishing speaking, Beiquan flipped his wrist, and the Qingguang Vientiane Pen appeared in his hand.

"Back off!"

He suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly.

Tian Jiaxin was very aware of Beiquan's ability, seeing his posture of going all out, he immediately grabbed Wei Fuyuan's arm, and pulled him back ten steps in a row.

At this time, Beiquan had raised his left hand, and swiped hard on his right wrist, a blood line burst open suddenly, and fresh blood gushed out.

But the blood that flowed out did not drip onto the ground, but flowed retrogradely along the delicate carvings on the pen body of the Qingguang Vientiane Pen, staining the snow-white pen tip red.

Afterwards, Beiquan lifted the natal artifact soaked in blood, and drew a talisman in the void.

Wei Fuyuan has seen Bei Quan's unique skill of drawing symbols out of thin air many times, but this is the first time he has seen such a large-scale and complicated strokes.

The bloodstain on the omnidirectional pen became less and less, and a dazzling golden-red rune clearly appeared on the night-shrouded river bank.

The last stroke fell.

The edge of the pen outlines a curved hook of Cangqiu, Beiquan retracts his natal magic weapon, forms a seal with both hands, and shouts: "Turn!"

Following his order, the huge golden-red talisman actually started to slowly rotate counterclockwise with the center of the circle as the fulcrum.

It turned very slowly at first, but it accelerated every second, and after a complete turn, it was so fast that it was almost difficult to see the strokes on it.

Wei Fuyuan held his breath - he had an intuition that something was about to happen soon.

And Tian Jiaxin next to him was so nervous that his eyes widened, and he grabbed Master Wei's arm with both hands, strangling his life into a piece of life without knowing it.

Finally, when Wei Fuyuan could not count how many times the talisman had turned, he vaguely heard the sound of "rumbling" coming from a distance.

Wei Fuyuan: "!!!"

He followed the prestige, and saw a torrent coming from the upper reaches, rushing down the long-dried river channel with a thunderous momentum, approaching at an astonishingly fast speed.

At this moment, Beiquan turned his head and stretched out his hand towards Wei Fuyuan: "Come here!"

Wei Fuyuan: "!!!"

——This is so like the Yellow River flood discharge, what do you want to do! ?

In the blink of an eye, he only had such a thought in his mind that he didn't have time to say, and he just watched Beiquan who stretched out his hand to him be swallowed whole by the sudden wave!

Wei Fuyuan: "Damn!!!"

He didn't have time to think about it, his body reacted faster than his brain.

The moment he yelled, Wei Fuyuan had already shaken off Tian Jiaxin who was holding onto his arm, and rushed up with a stride, plunged headlong into the flood peak...

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Wei Fuyuan originally wanted to fish for Beiquan, which was swept away by the water, but he had never experienced the power of the flood. Almost as soon as he fell into the water, he felt like a button in a drum washing machine, being patted by the water pressure. He was dizzy, completely unable to distinguish east, west, north, south.

For about a second or two, Wei Fuyuan seemed to lose consciousness.

But immediately, he was choked by the water, and woke up again.

He opened his eyes in the water and found that he had been completely swept into the bottom of the river by the waves.

The river water was mixed with a lot of sand and soil, so it was very muddy, but he could barely see things, and fortunately, the current seemed to be a little gentler than he imagined, at least Wei Fuyuan could still swim.

At this moment, he didn't have the time to think about why it was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers in the middle of the night, but now he could see things under the water when he opened his eyes.

Because the most urgent and only thought in Wei Fuyuan's mind is - where is Beiquan! ?

As he treaded water, he swam toward the surface.

Just when Master Wei was about to surface, he suddenly saw a shadowy figure in white clothes about a few meters away from the front left.

—— Beiquan!

Wei Fuyuan remembered the color of Beiquan's clothes, and he immediately swam towards that direction.

"Beiquan!"

He stretched his neck as hard as he could, and as soon as he took a breath, he shouted at the figure in front of him, and then he inevitably choked on the fishy and bitter river water.

Wei Fuyuan's voice, which was exhausted with all its strength, was swallowed up by the sound of water almost as soon as it exited.

The figure in white in the distance didn't move, just floating on the water with his back to the sky and his face down—I don't know if he was directly knocked out by the water pressure when he fell into the water just now.

Wei Fuyuan became even more anxious.

He paddled desperately in the water with all his might, trying to scoop up Beiquan before the current washed him farther away.

But sailing against the current was more difficult than Wei Fuyuan had imagined. He struggled so much that he almost lost his strength, and he was still an arm's length away from the target.

"Beiquan! Beiquan!!"

Wei Fuyuan was almost going crazy.

With a cruel heart, he gritted his teeth and held his breath, plunged into the water, thumped hard twice, and finally grabbed the hem of the man's clothes on the water before he couldn't catch his breath.

"Beiquan!!"

Wei Fuyuan jumped out of the water suddenly, hooked the opponent's shoulder with his backhand, turned him over with a "wow", and took a closer look——

——A pale, swollen and deformed face that had been soaked in the water for an unknown amount of time suddenly appeared in front of him!

The author has something to say: By the way, when I was chatting with my friend before, I mentioned this paragraph, and after listening to this paragraph, my friend said: Comrade Xiaowei is still not resigning like this, and I really love Beiquan!