Guiding Spirit [Part 1]

Jiang Mu in the mist? Did he actually hear it from? Xiao Wenke and Shen Long? Exclaimed, the sharpness of the voice is not like that of the two elders? What a scene, but he still continued to move forward with a calm demeanor, and he didn't want to look back at them at all.

Jiang Mu didn't feel guilty for pointing them to a direction where the ghosts would go, because if the truth was as he? thought?, then this thrilling? journey would at most bring them a little fright rather than danger.

He ignored the coming and going ghosts, and those ghosts also ignored him who was walking quickly by without squinting.

Both are walking through this fog.

After walking for about half an hour, Jiang Mu's frowning brows finally relaxed.

He finally touched an unusual? place in this island.

It was a small hole that came up from the ground, very small? One caliber, he looked at the hole and compared himself, and found that he was so thin that he could only barely hold it in an aggrieved posture. Going in, the action is very frustrating.The cave was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. Of course, he couldn't tell how many meters it was deep inside. The danger was immeasurable, but he thought about it and went in anyway.

The times are progressing and the society is developing. These changes are reflected in all aspects, and even the celestial masters are also innovating? Technology, the combination of technology and mystery makes it more powerful than it was in ancient times? Much, The dangers are also increasing.

He crawled inside, moving one step at a time, the narrow space was full of plastic and earthy smells, and the air became thinner as he went in. Fortunately, he was so human that he would not suffocate in it.

Speaking of which, Jiang Mu didn't need to put himself in danger?

Because most of the people who came to the ground now are those lonely ghosts on his list who should have been reincarnated a long time ago. He could have easily pulled these ghosts back to their hometown one by one with a swing of the chain? Road, but he Did not choose to do so.

The deprivation of Chen Yuxin's mind was not an accident. He believed that the island's soul had an inexplicable relationship with the people behind the scenes.

It may be a contract or not.

For example, people behind the scenes help the ghosts fulfill their obsessions, and in turn, some places in their souls will be given to each other.

For thousands of years, there have been countless transactions of this kind of contract. The most basic one is similar to the celestial masters and the "ghost messengers" in their hands.

Of course, existence does not mean it is reasonable. In fact, this kind of transaction is not recognized by the underworld, although in most cases, the underworld does not care.

Not allowed, but acquiesced, weird? A way of being.

Jiang Mu was still crawling, the inside was dark and damp, probably because the place where the ghosts were located and the places he touched were icy and cold, and the chill was piercing. He didn't stop, as if the darkness had no covering effect on him at all. , moving deeper and deeper step by step.

He doesn't want to care about other things, but those on his list, Jiang Mu wants these people to leave as completely as possible.

The fog covering the sun gave the ghosts a chance, and it gave him a chance as well.

The people behind the scenes dare not make too many wireless electronic devices on the island, because it is impossible to guarantee that there will not be people who are proficient in this way, and moreover, too many things will bring unnecessary troubles that will greatly reduce the effect, basically Apart from the strong barbed wire that besieged them, there wasn't much that could disturb them.

He crawled down that small hole. I don't know how deep it was. Finally, he touched a fork in the road with a slight wind. Jiang Mu wanted to continue crawling to the right, but he suddenly felt it Feeling a sense, he turned his head and looked in the dark.

It's Lu Shuang.

Xiao Wenke followed the woman in the fog all the way. No, to be precise, he was running and chasing, but no matter how fast he ran or how far he chased, he always had a long relationship with her. distance.

He knew that woman, Duan Mengmeng, his classmate from junior high school and high school, and also his very close friend.Once she helped him through a very difficult time, Xiao Wenke was grateful to her and liked her, but because of his low self-esteem, he never dared to say it, so he could only suppress his emotions in his heart.

After going to college, they went their separate ways? South China Sea North? The contact between the two began to gradually decrease. Later, after learning that Duan Mengmeng had a boyfriend and got engaged and was living happily, Xiao Wenke gave up. They had completely lost contact. .

Now that the other party suddenly appeared, is it still that kind of ethereal and illusory? Xiao Wenke didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that the truth would make him collapse on the spot.

"Little Ke."

Zhao Mengmeng called him again from a distance, the voice was ethereal and sad, Xiao Wenke shook his head of unrealistic thoughts, and ran over while muttering: "She's not dead, she's not dead..."

……

Shen Long sat on the sofa decadently, letting those scurrying?

He really wants everyone to calm down, but the reality of ghosts killing people makes his words no longer convincing, and no one will believe him.

"Don't come here!"

A shrill shout sounded from the room not far behind, but it was not so abrupt in the noisy environment, because there were shrill voices everywhere, but Shen Long's face still changed, he was familiar with this voice, From an old man they took care of.

The old mother of the first? man to die from barbed wire.

She was originally with them? Xiao Wenke put the old lady in the next room to take care of them. Later, they were kicked out because of Jiang Mu's reasons. Fortunately, everyone's sanity was not completely lost. For this innocent old man, No one went up to add insult to injury.

Shen Long didn't care much about getting up and rushing over, the room was very dark, the old lady was lying on the ground, her legs were kicking wildly, her hands were in the air? She kept waving her eyes like she was chasing something, she rolled her eyes suddenly, and muttered that she couldn't hear her. true.

He looked around and found nothing. He thought he would see some kind of ghost when he came in. Now the room is clean.

"Hey, are you okay?" Shen Long knelt down beside her and asked.

"Here she is, here she is..." the old lady said tremblingly.

Shen Long asked: "Who? Who's here?"

In fact, he just asked this question casually and didn't expect the old lady to tell him. After all, people nowadays are crazy, talking crazy? Who can explain clearly?In line with the idea that one can be saved, he wanted to pull the old lady up and take her away. Of course, it would be best to invite a few people to escape together to find Jiang Mu on the way. In short, he had to survive first.

But before he had time to implement his own idea, he suddenly felt his arms tightened and someone pulled him down, and the old lady's skinny hands ruthlessly pinched him around his neck. Press down to the ground.

Shen Long stared blankly and just met the old lady's open eyes. He said earlier that Shen Long had seen many death row prisoners, no matter how fierce or vicious? He had seen all prisoners. Suddenly, it overlapped with the death row prisoner in memory.

Those eyes, bloodshot and full of murderous intent, shone with indescribable evil.

"You're dead, I'm not afraid of you! Immortal?, Immortal?..."

What she said had a strong accent, but he could still understand the meaning, but it confused him too much.

But he didn't care to think about it. He squeezed the hand on his neck hard, and he didn't know what was going on. The old lady who was usually weak? The old lady was very strong at this time. Pulling it, on the contrary, made the hand on the neck even more deadly.

Missing the best opportunity to resist, Shen Long gradually became a little out of breath. It was useless to kick her legs or even punch her hard on the head. Those hands seemed to be welded to his neck and kept dying. Use force until death.

He struggled, but it was still in vain.

Shen Long deeply felt that he had been careless. It was like capsizing in the gutter, but now there was no other way. The mess outside was all made of mud bodhisattva crossing the river. He couldn't save himself. Who would come to this small house to rescue him when he had time? One life?

Just when his consciousness was a little fuzzy, he suddenly heard the old lady on his body say grimly.

"I killed you once, and I can kill you a second time."