After reaching the full level of Lei Mage, you tell me about the strange invasion?

Chapter 143 The white-haired man sends the black-haired man to the funeral procession!
After deciding on the location of their next adventure, the three members of the Suicide Association have been preparing for two days.

Hangcheng University, Boys’ Dormitory No. 404.

"Mouse, how are things prepared?"

Wang Lei said at the top of his voice.

After Wu Hao put away piles of things, he turned around and said:

"It's done, I'm definitely fully armed this time!"

He made an OK gesture.

"Heavily armed? What have you prepared?" Gao Heng came out from behind and asked curiously.

Hearing this, the corners of Wu Hao's mouth raised slightly, and he said with some arrogance: "I have prepared a lot of things!"

He placed a bunch of things in front of Gao Heng and Gao Heng and introduced them respectively:
"There are all kinds of things here to deal with ghosts, such as rooster blood, black dog blood, wicker, Bagua mirror, money sword, demon mirror..."

"There are also some special objects that I asked for from Taoist temples, such as this..."

Wu Hao pointed to a jade pendant and introduced:
"This jade pendant is a jade pendant that I spent nearly 1 yuan to ward off evil spirits. As long as you wear it on your body, it will emit a special light to warn you when a ghost approaches!"

"With this jade pendant, we can have a chance to avoid many ghosts..."

"cut!"

Wang Lei said with some sourness: "Isn't it just a broken jade pendant? What's more interesting than the talisman I asked for from Taoist Su."

"Just be sour!"

Wu Hao glanced at him with disdain and said, "Compared to the bunch of magic weapons you purchased before, these things I bought are much better than yours!"

"That's not wrong..." Gao Heng said in agreement.

"Humph."

Wang Lei snorted coldly and did not continue speaking.

"Everything is packed, we're ready to go."

"Row."

Gao Heng, who is responsible for calculating routes, has already ordered a Didi in advance...

Carrying large and small bags, the three members of the Suicide Association arrived at the school gate and got in the car.

In the past two days, they had planned most of the things.

First, take a bus from Hangcheng University to a small village in the western suburbs. That small village is called "Hejiacun", which is the hometown of Wang Lei's fan...

They planned to rest in Hejiacun for a while and see if they could find out any information about the "Dead Man's Pit" from the old people in the village.

There was nothing they could do. They had almost searched through the information on the Internet in the past two days, but they couldn't find much relevant information about the "Dead Man's Pit"...

Even if there is, it is only a few sentences of description.

Wang Lei and his group took a bus for more than three hours before arriving at the western suburbs from Hangcheng University.

It is not as prosperous as near Hangcheng University. After all, the western suburbs are already classified as suburbs. You can still see farmers driving cattle to cultivate the land at regular intervals.

Watching the car speeding on the road, Wang Lei and the three of them became a little drowsy.

But at this moment, the driver responsible for driving suddenly said:
"arrive."

The rough voice instantly woke up the three members of the Suicide Association.

"Ah? Has it arrived yet?"

"so fast?"

"Get off the bus and go find a bed and breakfast to stay."

Wu Hao and the others opened the car door and took out all the luggage in the trunk, then looked around with curious eyes.

They are now in Hejia Village.

There were many men farming around, and the eyes looking at the three of them were more or less strange.

"Let's go. I've already done a comprehensive strategy. There is a B&B not far ahead. Let's go there and settle in first."

Gao Heng took out his mobile phone and took a look at the guide.

It was now two or three o'clock in the afternoon. They had been in the car for a long time, and they were both physically and mentally exhausted... "Okay."

The three members of the Suicide Association walked towards the B&B not far ahead, carrying large and small bags.

About half an hour later, the three of them had arrived at the B&B, opened a triple room, and placed all their luggage.

"Let's go out to eat something, I'm almost starving..."

Wang Lei rubbed his protesting belly and suggested.

"Okay, let's go out and see if we can get any information about the 'Dead Man's Pit'."

Gao Heng nodded.

Wu Hao didn't have any objections.

After all, the three of them have been riding in the car for so long today and haven't eaten anything yet.

The three of them left the B&B and went to a Hunan restaurant and ordered a full table of dishes.

But before they had finished eating and drinking, there were sounds of gongs and drums coming from the road outside...

"Huh? What happened outside?"

"I heard the sound of the suona. Could it be that someone in the family died?"

Wang Lei and the other two looked at each other in confusion.

After Gao Heng pondered for a moment, he said, "Have you eaten enough? Why don't we go out and see what happened?"

"it is good."

Wang Lei and Wu Hao both nodded.

After the three of them paid the money, they left the Hunan Restaurant and followed the sound of the suona...

After walking back and forth through the alleys, Wang Lei and his group finally found the source of the sound.

Looking from a distance, a funeral procession was walking towards the mountains outside the village.

The men and women wearing white mourning clothes were silent, and there were two old men and a woman at the front of the team who were crying silently...

It seems that the white-haired person is sending the black-haired person?

Wang Lei and the other two looked at each other in confusion.

They followed the funeral procession from a distance and took the opportunity to stop an old man watching a theater on the roadside.

"Old man, what happened to this family?"

Wang Lei skillfully took out Huazi from his pocket and handed it to the old man in front of him...

Seeing this scene, the old man's face was a little impatient at first, but he disappeared immediately after seeing Hua Zi.

"Hey, is this a good smoke?"

The old man happily took Hua Zi, and then he answered the questions asked by Wang Lei and others:

"This family is He Lao'er's family from the end of the village. His son died a few days ago and is preparing for a funeral today."

"It seems like the white-haired man is sending the black-haired man to him, right? How did his son die?"

Gao Heng asked quickly.

Hearing this, a trace of pity appeared on the old man's face and he said: "How did he die? I heard that he accidentally broke into the death pit while hunting in the mountains. He was missing for several days and even the body was not found..."

"As a result, they can only build a memorial tomb for their son."

"Death pit?!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Wu Hao and the other two people suddenly narrowed slightly.

After they looked at each other, Wang Lei asked: "Old man, where is this 'death pit'? Can you tell us about it?"

"You don't know?" The old man glanced at Wang Lei and the others in surprise, and then said with some vigilance:
"Are you foreigners?"

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(End of this chapter)