The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 50 The letter left behind
Depressed, dull.

In the dim wooden house, the only light source is the light of the flashlights in the hands of Li Leping and Lu Sheng.

The old wooden floor, the wood inside may have been rotten and rotting, and it made a weird "creaking" sound when walking on it.

There was a glass window on the wall, but it was not open, so the room could not be ventilated, and every breath would be accompanied by a puff of choking dust into the nasal cavity.

The first time he entered the room, Li Leping focused on the dusty table.

This is an old-fashioned desk with a drawer on the left and right under the table.

But just as Li Leping walked over, he was about to open the drawer to see if there was anything in it.

"Li Leping, look here." Behind him, Lu Sheng suddenly called out.

"What's the matter?" Li Leping turned his head and asked.

"Look at the ground."

As he spoke, Lu Sheng shone the light of the flashlight on the floor.

The light illuminated one of the few pieces of furniture in the cabin, which was a modest wooden bed.

There are mats and blankets on it, and it looks ordinary, even a little crude.

The problem is not the bed, the problem is on the floor next to the bed.

No one has lived here for a while, and a lot of dust has accumulated on the rotten wooden floor, but on the floor next to the bed, a few clearly visible dragging scratches were left on the wooden floor.

The scratches extended all the way to the outside of the door, and even the traces of dust on the ground showed differences. There was very little dust accumulated under the bed. Compared with other places, the areas where the dust was reduced, we can see an obvious line, Drag all the way to the route to the door.

And on the nearby floor, there are still various and intricate shoe prints.

A few people have been walking around here, and they have been busy for a long time.

"Before, there was something under the bed, but it was dragged out recently, and the traces of dragging extended from the bottom of the bed all the way. It seems that the object is not small."

He squatted down and observed carefully.

Combined with the analysis, Li Leping immediately thought of this possibility.

"Could it be the first few people who came here to explore? Did they take something secretly?"

Suddenly, Li Leping thought of this matter.

The old man in his 60s in the village once said that a month ago, a few young people came back from the village. These bold young people went to this cabin to live broadcast the adventure for the sake of traffic.

As for more, for example, those young people's hands and feet were not clean, did they take anything away?
No one knows.

Li Leping observed the drag marks under the bed.

In the dragged area, although the dust has begun to accumulate again, it has not accumulated too much, and the shoe prints have not been covered, which shows that the things under the bed have not been taken away for too long.

It is estimated that about a month has passed.

"Damn..." He cursed in a low voice.

He didn't know what those young people were doing here, but invisibly, he felt that the supernatural events that broke out in the village were inseparable from those young people.

Who knows what they dragged from under this bed?
The reason for the outbreak of some supernatural events is because some people who don't know how to live or die insist on committing suicide.

Taking out the satellite phone, Li Leping immediately sent a text message to Tang Ziyi.

"Help me find out, there are young people in Qingshi Village who are working outside and are suspected to have participated in the live broadcast."

There is not too much text content, one is because Li Leping is in a hurry now, and the other is because the information he knows is also very limited.

message sent.

Not long after, Tang Ziyi replied: "Understood."

Putting away the phone, Li Leping walked quickly to the table in the wooden house.

The moment the drawer was opened, the dust left in the gap was immediately stirred up by this action.

"Cough, cough."

For a moment, the dust flew up, causing Li Leping to close his eyes and take a step back.

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the dust floating in front of him.

However, the next moment, Li Leping's eyes shrank suddenly after seeing what was in the drawer.

There was also a lot of dust accumulated in the drawer, but just above the dust, a tan envelope lay there quietly.

I don't know how long the tan envelope has been placed in this drawer.

It's just that this seemingly old-fashioned envelope is clean, without any dust.

This is not normal.

"Why is there a letter here?" Lu Sheng, who had been following behind Li Leping and looking at him, was equally astonished.

This dilapidated wooden house seemed extremely shabby, but who would have thought that there was an envelope in this drawer.

There is only such a letter.

Other than that, there is nothing left.

It seemed that this letter was deliberately left here for someone else.

"Do you want to take it out?"

Li Leping didn't answer Lu Sheng's question, he was thinking, or struggling.

Enough of the weird things he encountered today, the fear is still deeply embedded in his heart.

Maybe this letter could be a trap?
Having said that, Li Leping still stepped forward and picked up the envelope that I don't know who left it to.

The reason for daring to do this is simple, because he has the confidence to test.

Even if there is something wrong with this letter, and it may even carry some supernatural curse, Li Leping dares to give it a try.

"Forgetting" is his disadvantage, but it is also his advantage.

Li Le, who was so tense, picked up the envelope slowly.

He tried to open the envelope, but found that the seal was not glued.

Reached in and touched it.

There was only a thin piece of paper inside.

When I took it out, I saw that it was a piece of yellowed paper, very old-fashioned.

There are a lot of handwriting written on it, almost a full page.

Li Leping didn't have the first time to see what was written, but the first thing Li Leping wanted to see was the handwriting on the paper.

After reading the handwriting, he was relieved.

Unlike the crooked and irregular ones in the ghost photo studio, they are not handwriting that can be written by humans at all.

In front of me, many of the handwriting on the letter paper are traditional characters, and the handwriting is correct, so it can be seen that it was written by a person.

It was written by a human being, so that's easy to say.

Read the information above carefully.

However, when he saw the beginning, Li Leping was stunned, and a sudden burst of fear from the bottom of his heart enveloped him in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, his body shook, and he almost threw the paper out of his hand.

"My name is Pang Shaochuan. When you read this letter, I will be dead."

A somewhat familiar beginning.

Looking at Li Leping whose hands were trembling constantly, Lu Sheng who had never seen him look so panicked hurriedly shouted: "Li Leping?!"

"It's okay." After calming down, Li Leping replied.

Holding the letter and waiting for a while until it was confirmed that the writing on it would not become blurred, dim, or even disappear, Li Leping's heart was finally relieved.

His face also returned to calm.

"Fortunately, this thing is just an ordinary letter, I almost thought it was..."

Instead of continuing to think wildly, or scaring himself, Li Leping glanced and continued to read the contents of the letter...

(End of this chapter)