Thriller Night Talk

For a moment, Wei Fuyuan's mind went blank and he was completely stunned.

He instinctively wanted to shake off the swollen floating corpse in front of him,

But for some reason, Wei Fuyuan pushed hard, but he couldn't push it away.

The floating corpse, which was swollen and deformed to the point where no male or female could be seen, was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead water. Not only could it not be pushed, but it was directly pressed against Wei Fuyuan's body under the slap of the water.

During the struggle, Wei Fuyuan was extremely close to the floating corpse, almost entangled.

Young Master Wei has never been stimulated like this in his life.

He only felt that the swollen and greasy face of the corpse was almost close to his own face, and his breath was full of suffocating watery and rancid smell, which was so disgusting that it almost made people want to collapse.

What's worse, the floating corpse was like a sack full of stones, pressing on Wei Fuyuan's body, no matter how much he pushed and pushed, he couldn't get it open, but it seriously hindered his swimming movements, and dragged him down gradually. The water sinks.

——Damn it! !

Wei Fuyuan's face turned pale with anxiety.

The more he wanted to get rid of the floating corpse, the more he couldn't do it, it was as if this dead corpse was dragging him to the underworld.

Wei Fuyuan didn't want to drown in this river for no reason.

He stepped on the water a few times with both feet, and jumped a bit higher to the river. With enough strength, he pushed the corpse's shoulders hard.

This time Wei Fuyuan finally pushed the floating corpse away by an arm's length.

But at the same time, an opposite pull came from his sleeve.

Wei Fuyuan was startled, looked down, and suddenly saw—one of the hands of the floating corpse was entangled in the fabric of his sleeve at some point, with five fingers forming claws. At first glance, it seemed that the corpse was firmly grasping him Same!

However, how could a corpse that had been swollen for a long time grab his clothes?

Wei Fuyuan tried to convince himself with reason.

But he has seen so many ghosts recently that he has given up the materialistic worldview he has held on for many years.

At this time, it is meaningless to worry about whether a floating corpse will deliberately drag people into the water—how to get rid of this weird corpse is the key!

After struggling in the water for so long, Wei Fuyuan began to feel that his strength was unsustainable.

But the heavy floating corpse still dragged him tightly, and even sank bit by bit...

—— Beiquan!

Wei Fuyuan tried to tear off the sleeves "caught" by the corpse, but his clothes were all expensive brands, which were already full of toughness, and they were soaked in water, so they were so strong that they couldn't be done by brute force at all. It can be torn apart.

—Fuck!

Master Wei choked on water.

——Didn't you say you wanted to keep me out safely! ?

He Youzi refused to give up, and threw himself desperately, while shouting Beiquan's name in his heart.

——so where are you now! ?

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Just when Wei Fuyuan thought he was going to drown soon, another force suddenly grabbed his arm out of thin air.

Master Wei turned his head to look, and found that it turned out to be a golden-red band of light, wrapped around his arm like a rope, and the other end of the "rope"——

His eyes shifted with the rope, and Wei Fuyuan saw Beiquan standing on the river bank, holding a pen with one hand and pulling the "rope" with the other.

Beiquan was drenched all over, and the white robe he had specially put on not long ago was loosely attached to his body, his half-length chestnut hair was tangled into locks, and he looked very embarrassed.

But at this moment, in Wei Fuyuan's eyes, Beiquan was like a god descending from the sky, with holy light all over his body.

"Help, poof!"

Wei Fuyuan waved his still-moving arm and asked Beiquan for help, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was choked by the river water.

Fortunately, Beiquan did not disappoint him.

The invisible rope that entangled Wei Fuyuan quickly tightened, dragging him towards the river bank.

At the same time, his other arm also felt the opposite pull - it was from the floating corpse.

"release!"

Beiquan on the bank let out a loud shout, and waved the omnidirectional pen in his hand in the direction of a person and a corpse in the water, a smear of red light flashed across, and precisely hit the arm that the floating corpse "grabbed" Wei Fuyuan's sleeve. hand.

The floating corpse loosened its hooked hands.

Wei Fuyuan took the opportunity to lift his leg and kicked the corpse out a lot.

The corpse in white turned over, returned to the posture with its back facing the sky, and slowly drifted away along the current, as if nothing had happened.

"Aha--"

Wei Fuyuan was dragged to the shore by Beiquan.

He climbed up on hands and feet, and then his whole body went limp, and he lay on his back on the river beach as if he had collapsed.

"Then... what happened to the floating corpse?"

Wei Fuyuan raised his head reluctantly, watching the white-clothed floating corpse that almost killed him just now drift down the current, farther and farther away.

"Why, why are you still grabbing my arm?"

Beiquan put away the Qingguang Vientiane pen, and helped Wei Fuyuan brush away the messy hair sticking to his face.

"That corpse should be one of the missing teachers and students."

Beiquan replied:

"It's just that he died suddenly, the most painful drowning. After death, he was full of resentment, and because he was in the fragmented space, his soul could not escape, so he became this kind of water resentful ghost who tried to catch the living to replace him."

By the way, he gave his assistant, who had no knowledge of metaphysics, a crash course on water ghost science.

"If you observed carefully just now, you will find that the feet of the floating corpse soaked in the water are upright, as if 'standing' in the water out of thin air-this is a very important feature of the ghost who drowned with resentment feature."

Beiquan made a gesture of "walking" with two fingers alternately.

"Sometimes, there will be a series of footprints in the mud at the bottom of some rivers where the water is not deep enough for people, as if someone has walked on it-this is actually the footprints left by the drowned ghost, which is a very ominous omen. .”

Said, Beiquan pointed to Wei Fuyuan:

"The next time you encounter floating corpses standing upright, remember to stay away. They are not something a layman like you can deal with."

It is true that his little assistant has the power of merit to protect the body, and it is difficult for ordinary evil spirits to intrude. If it's not good, it might kill your life.

Looking at Wei Fuyuan, who was reckless and very foolish and bold, Bei Quan was inexplicably amused and annoyed.

It's just this desperate fool who sees a person floating on the river and swims over without thinking...

——If something really happens to this kid, Zhu Ling probably won't let me live.

He stretched out his hand towards Wei Fuyuan:

"Can you get up? Let's get out of here first."

Wei Fuyuan had only struggled in the water for a long time, and had just narrowly escaped death, he was inevitably a little bit exhausted, now that he has recovered, he is no longer in serious trouble.

His ears were a little hot, and he reached out to grab Beiquan and climbed up with his strength.

Until then, Wei Fuyuan had the time to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

Before being sucked into the bottom of the river, they were still in Xuanmen Village in the early morning, but at this time, although it was not "bright", judging from the height of the sun, it should be at least seven or eight in the morning, a little farther away There are dotted courtyards everywhere. The houses are all intact with white walls and blue tiles. There is smoke rising from the kitchen, obviously inhabited.

"Hey, so we have already entered the debris space?"

Wei Fuyuan asked.

Beiquan nodded:

"Come on, let's go into the village and have a look."

Their first task now is to find the missing teachers and students, determine how many people are left, and then find a way to crack the fragmented space and fish out all the survivors.

As for the ghosts——

Beiquan smiled silently.

——No matter who the angry ghost possesses, whether the host is dead or alive, anyway, it is such a closed space, where can it hide?

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Different from the abandoned village that Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan saw in reality, the Xuanmen Village in this fragmented space has a bit of rural charm, without being gloomy at all.

The two of them didn't take a few steps before they met four middle-aged women dressed as village women. Each of them held a clothes basket in their hands and a washboard under their armpits, as if they were about to go to the river to wash their clothes. .

Wei Fuyuan immediately looked like a hedgehog in danger, the hairs all over his body exploded, and he was completely ready to fight.

However, when they saw two drenched strangers appearing in front of them, the group of village women did not show any signs of panic or fear.

They were like enthusiastic aunts who were so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary, they immediately surrounded them and said in one go:

"Oh, did the two distinguished guests accidentally fall into the river?"

"It's not yet time for the festival, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Fortunately nothing happened, you two don't run around anymore!"

……

These village women spoke Henan dialect with a strong accent. Wei Fuyuan had to listen carefully to understand what they meant.

But Beiquan reacted as if he really regarded himself as a guest in the village. While echoing the concern of the aunt, he began to inquire about the information he wanted.

"Hey, I'm in a hurry."

When Beiquan spoke, he already had a Henan dialect accent, "I always want to take a look at it before the sacrifice begins."

"Hi, don't worry, don't worry."

A village woman laughed and said:

"There is still an hour before the ceremony starts, you go and change your clothes first, it's not too late to eat something early."

Beiquan nodded with a smile.

"By the way, what about the others?"

He asked again:

"I mean, are the other guests up yet?"

After Wei Fuyuan understood this sentence, he immediately pricked up his ears.

"Hey, you are asking the guests who came with you."

Another village woman replied:

"When I passed by Amin's yard, the door was still closed. I probably haven't woken up yet!"

Beiquan's heart is okay, it seems that the group of missing teachers and students are not dead yet, and finally one of them can be saved.

He didn't ask where the guests lived at all, he said goodbye to the four village women on the pretext of going back to wash and change clothes, then grabbed Wei Fuyuan's arm and walked straight to the village.

"Aren't we going to find the teachers and students in the photography department?"

Wei Fuyuan looked at the dotted courtyards in front of him, very puzzled:

"Why don't you ask where they live?"

Beiquan turned his head and glanced at his assistant:

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"