After the whole network was hacked, I went to work in the Taoist temple to catch fish

Chapter 62

[24 hours have passed, why is there no news about "Sweet House"? 】

[I heard that the police have been dispatched long ago, but they can't find where Yanjia Town is? 】

[What do you mean by not being able to find it? Can such a big town disappear from the earth? 】

[It literally means that you can’t walk in at all. The entire Yanjia Town seems to have disappeared, and the official special departments have been dispatched. 】

[Oh my god!Something must have happened to the guests. 】

……

Just when the discussion on the Internet was getting louder, the police in Dongcheng, Yunnan Province issued a circular.

The "Sweet House" live broadcast room was reconnected to the Internet, and the number of fans reached a new peak.

The total number of fans under Luxi Weibo has also completely broken through the tens of millions mark.

On this side, after some rest, Luxi and the others finally officially embarked on a trip to explore the primeval forest.

The ancient trees in front of the eyes are towering, and the sunlight can only shine on the ground through the sporadic gaps between the leaves. The road is not easy to walk, and one has to be on guard against the sudden attack of snakes, insects, rats and ants in the grass half a person's height.

Fortunately, the guests had already made preparations and were fully armed, so there were no accidents for the time being.

Walking in the forest, without looking at the time, basically has no concept of time.

After walking for a long time, Le Ziang couldn't take it any longer. He stopped, out of breath: "Stop for a while and rest for a while."

Song Xingci, who was also sweating profusely beside him, but in relatively better condition, glanced at him: "So empty?"

Le Ziang gritted his teeth: "Who is it? I am concerned about having female guests present, do you know how to be sympathetic to women?"

"Heh!" Song Xingci raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "A certain Hui Shenbao tablet is good, you should eat it and supplement it."

Le Ziang replied: "You know so well, you have tried." As he said that, he glanced at him with the rest of his eyes, and there was only one meaning in it, which was not useful.

Song Xingci was stunned speechless.

In front of him, Luxi ignored the two children who were no more than three years old together, looked at the compass in his hand, and said loudly: "Go west for another kilometer, there is a source of water."

In virgin forests, water is the most critical supply.

Everyone cheered up and finally arrived at the water source.

A clear stream, the stream water is cool, splashing on the face, it instantly relieves the dryness and heat of the whole body.

Le Ziang strode into the water impatiently, and said excitedly, "There are fish in here, I'll put them in for you to eat."

After the things were put away, Lu Xi said: "Our soldiers are divided into three groups. The first group is responsible for finding edible mushrooms and wild vegetables, the second group is responsible for finding firewood to make a fire, and the third group is responsible for catching fish."

The rest of the guests had no objections, and Lu Xi and Bai Yuanshuang were responsible for finding mushrooms and wild vegetables.

Huo Dongling and Tian Zixuan were in charge of finding firewood to start the fire.

Old friends Le Ziang and Song Xingci are in charge of catching fish.

After Luxi and the others left the water source, only Le Ziang and Song Xingci were left.

Le Ziang turned his nostrils to Song Xingci, and snorted coldly: "Catching fish is a skill, and it has nothing to do with luck."

Song Xingci responded with a sneer.

The two stood on each side, ignoring each other.

Le Ziang wanted to avenge his shame. He grew up by the water when he was young, and catching fish was a familiar job.

Le Ziang's eyes were like lightning, and he was walking in the water with a light footstep, holding a sharpened wooden stick in his hand.

There is movement.

Le Ziang held his breath, and pierced down with the wooden stick.

bingo.

Le Ziang felt that the wooden stick had been inserted into something.

He excitedly picked up the wooden stick, but was dumbfounded in the next second, and threw the thing in his hand outwards forcefully. The interaction of force and fear made him fall backwards and fell into the stream, choking A few sips of cool water.

Fortunately, Song Xingci found out in time, swam over and pulled him out of the water.

"what's wrong with you?"

Le Ziang didn't care that the person in front of him was a deadly enemy, and grabbed his arm: "Dead man, dead man's head."

As soon as these words came out, the director team couldn't sit still, and Lu Xi and the others were also called back.

The staff immediately called the police, Hou Guotai was speechless, and announced his death on the second date.

Why does he just want to direct a romance drama well, but accidents always happen.

The police came quickly, and a special salvage team salvaged a complete human skeleton from the bottom of the stream.

It wasn't a fish that was inserted by Le Ziang before, but a skull.

Because Le Ziang was the first to discover it, he followed him back to the police station to make a statement.

After some tossing, it was already dark.

Everyone in the entire program group returned to the Dongcheng Hotel.

Le Ziang came out of the bathroom with a frowning expression, lay on his stomach on his neck, and rubbed his hair indiscriminately.

Suddenly, Le Ziang felt his head getting more and more sleepy, the movements of his hands became slower and slower, and his sleepiness became heavier and heavier. His eyelids closed and he fell into a deep sleep instantly.

"Help."

"I want to go home."

"I want to go home."

"I want to go home."

……

Faint voices came from all around, Le Ziang stood in a vast white space, looking around in a daze: "Who is talking?"

"Tick, tick."

A hand grabbed his arm, cold and pale.

Le Ziang was startled, shook off the hand, and quickly backed away.

In front of him was a man with wet body, blank eyes, and dull face.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Le Ziang asked sternly.

"I want to go home, help me go home..." The man opened and closed his lips, repeating the same words over and over again.

The man reached out to him and approached him step by step.

Le Ziang ran his legs back and ran fast. He had never run so fast in the 800-meter test in high school.

"I want to go home..."

But even so, voices still entered his ears from all directions.

"what!"

Le Zi raised his head sharply, waking up from the dream.

He wiped off his cold sweat and looked at the time, only 5 minutes had passed.

I had encountered a ghost once before, and Le Ziang felt bad, and ran out the door: "Master, help me, another ghost is haunting me."

All the guests were woken up one after another and gathered in his room.

Lu Xi looked at his face, the water ghost haunted him, but it wasn't for his life.

Plus there is a causal line between the two.

Lu Xi had a plan in mind, and said: "Bai Ri, you were the first to discover him, and now he has entangled you, and if you want to solve it, either the ghost will disappear, or his wish will be fulfilled."

Le Ziang's face was pale, and a dead man's head was stuck in a fish, and he is still being entangled. Is there anyone worse than him: "He keeps asking me to help him go home, but I don't even know his name." I don't know, how can I help him?"

The skeleton in the stream in the daytime had only the skeleton left. After searching for a long time, the police did not find anything related to the skeleton at the bottom of the water.

Coupled with the remote location of the place, no one would come at ordinary times. The combination of various conditions will increase the difficulty for the police to investigate the identity of the victim.

"Then the only way to ask him is his true self." Lu Xi said two words lightly, "Calling the soul."

(End of this chapter)