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If I want to stay here, I must be sneaky, so now I can hide behind the street trees and not be discovered by the guard.

After standing for a while, I still didn't see Director Zhou and the man in black. I sent text messages to the thin man and others to report that they were safe. I began to hesitate.

The previous series of actions were completely driven by instinct, and I didn't think about it carefully at all. Now that I calm down and think about it, I will find that this whole idea is full of mistakes.

It was like we had just started chasing them and hadn’t seen them. Only then did we remember that we had no idea which way this god of death would take. Now, I am staying here just because I guess that Director Zhou is coming back here. Even if my guess is correct, Director Zhou is going back to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, and the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants has more than one entrance and exit. The God of Death could push the door open without twisting the doorknob, and he could come in even if the other doors in the community were closed. Forget about the God of Death, couldn't Luo Jiangyan and the cameraman sneak in as well?

I hesitated and sent a text message to Slender Man and others.

Not long after, Shouzi sent me a message back, saying that they had called Gumo.

I hurriedly sent a message: What did Gu Mo say?

The thin man replied: Let us play by ourselves.

what is this?

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I felt much more relaxed. What Gu Mo said meant that he felt there was no danger. This is good news. At best we have wasted our time.

I was about to send another message to tell them that I was going to wait for another ten minutes. If I didn't see Director Zhou and the man in black, today's matter would be over.

There was no sound as she pressed the keyboard. The doors and windows of the guard room in the distance were closed, and no sound came out. The neighborhood next to her was equally quiet.

In the silence, the sounds of two completely different footsteps with the same rhythm became clear.

I deleted the message in the middle of editing. I looked up and saw Director Zhou and the man in black walking in the community across the street. My heart tightened and I hurriedly texted the word "coming" to the thin man and accepted it. cell phone.

The two people were still one behind the other, and the distance did not change at all.

Director Zhou was in front, with his bare feet stepping on the concrete floor. His pace was not fast, but he still made a sound. The man in black was behind, and his footsteps were louder. Every time the pair of black shoes fell down and made contact with the ground, they would make an indescribable sound whether it was crisp or heavy.

That community opened a small iron gate on this road, allowing only one person to pass through. It would be locked at seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Director Zhou stood in front of the small iron door, and the iron door opened automatically, making a tooth-breaking sound. Director Zhou walked out without slowing down at all. When the man in black also came out, the iron door closed as it was.

I was so excited by the sound that my heart trembled, and I stared at these two people intently.

They crossed the road and arrived at the main gate of the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.

Only then did I notice that there was an old man standing at the door of the community. He was a little more alert than Director Zhou. When he saw Director Zhou, his eyes seemed to light up, and he stretched out his hand to Director Zhou very gently.

Director Zhou's expression gradually changed, like spring snow melting, he quickened his pace and held the old man's hand.

Now I thought about it.

When I was looking at the photo album at Qian Lan's place, I took one look at this old man. He is Director Zhou's wife, and the diamond wedding photo of the two of them in the album looks like this, holding each other's hands with smiles on their faces.

The man in black stood at the door of the community, raised his head slightly, and looked past the two people into the community.

Director Zhou and her wife both looked at the man in black. The three of them looked at each other. Director Zhou and her boss said something. It was so far away that I didn’t hear a sound. It's also weird. I heard the footsteps of Director Zhou and the man in black just now from a farther distance.

The man in black lowered his head.

Director Zhou and her wife turned around, supported each other, and walked arm in arm into the community. Their figures faded and disappeared under the street lights.

I thought, this should be the end.

After seeing the two people disappear, the man in black turned his neck casually and looked at the tree where I was hiding.

My heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed, and all I could see was the man's eyes.

Just like his attire, his eyes were black with no color at all, and they would not reflect light or reflect the scenery he saw. The blackness of the pupils is spreading, like smudged ink, filling the entire eyeballs, and the whites of the eyes have turned black.

My vision was completely dark, and my consciousness was shrouded in darkness, but I heard chaotic sounds in my ears, mostly footsteps.

Although I don't have Gu Mo's ability, I can still tell that those footsteps belong to different people, and there are many people, a dozen? More than twenty? or more?

The sound of footsteps exploded loudly, as if countless people were rushing past me, and then all of them suddenly disappeared, replaced by the sound of waterfall-like water.

The sound and the darkness disappeared together.

I regained my normal vision. At the gate of the Sixth Workers and Peasants Village, the figure of the man in black was no longer there. The surroundings were very calm. Occasionally, there was the rustling of leaves in the wind, which sounded above my head.

I rubbed my head, wondering if it was a blessing or a curse to be glanced at by the man in black just now.

After shuffling back to the car, the thin man and Guo Yujie asked me anxiously how I was doing. The fat man looked me up and down, and even Chen Xiaoqiu's eyes were full of concern.

I told you what I just saw.

"Is there going to be any problem?" the fat man said worriedly.

Shouzi and Guo Yujie also looked worried.

"It should be fine. That was just an illusion," I said hesitantly, beginning to regret that I had committed suicide.

"Director Zhou, is he dead?" Guo Yujie asked.

I don't know this either. Director Zhou was still alive when we left. I just witnessed what should be Director Zhou's soul following her wife into the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants. Director Zhou must be dead... It's not easy to call Qian Lan.

"How about looking for Ye Qing?" Guo Yujie said again.

"It's better not to enter the community now. Even Gu Mo doesn't want to go in." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

The current situation in the Six Workers and Peasants Villages is indeed very strange.

I just looked at it, and there was no gloomy air, but it seemed to be covered with a veil. The roads in the community were normal, but all the houses gave me a strange feeling.

"I'll call that guy." The thin man took his cell phone and called Gu Mo directly.

"Let me tell him." I stretched out my hand to the thin man.

As soon as the call was connected, I heard Gu Mo's angry voice.

"I'm telling you, if you want to play, just go and play by yourself. Why are you always looking for me?"

"Gu Mo, it's me. I saw it just now." I spoke.

Gu Mo said "Oh", "If you see it, you will see it."

"Stop talking nonsense. What happened in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants? And just now, the man in black clothes noticed me and glanced at me, and I started hallucinating and hearing voices." I described the experience just now.

"Is there anything strange?" Gu Mo disagreed, "You haven't died yet, so it doesn't matter if you see it, as long as it doesn't hinder his work."

"Really...the God of Death?" I asked in a daze.

Goodnight everybody.