Mysterious country

"Kay... we... what should we do?"

Zhao Qiuya weakly tugged on Wang Kai's clothes, not knowing what to do.

"Although I don't know what the situation in front of me is going on, one thing is definitely true. What we see must be all fake and all ghosts!"

Wang Kai didn't believe that Ziyu Village, which was haunted by ghosts and murderous intentions last night, would suddenly become lively.

"Since the ghost hasn't touched us, we won't alert the snake. You and I will contact Xu Tianhua, Qinggang and the others. No matter what, we will find them first..."

At the same time, Xia Qi and the others were in the central area.

"It's already past seven o'clock, why isn't it still daylight outside?"

Zong Qinggang looked at the window listlessly, feeling tired, sleepy and indescribably uncomfortable.

The short-haired woman leaned against the wall, always closing her eyes to rest, and occasionally opening her eyes to scan the room vigilantly.

"Maybe it won't get bright again."

The thin young man took over Zong Qinggang's words, then looked at the darkness outside the window and said doubtfully:

"This kind of darkness is completely different from the darkness covered by dark clouds. Besides, it is impossible for it to be dark so late here."

"How is it impossible? Haven't you heard of extreme daylight and extreme night conditions in some remote places?"

“But it’s not a very special location.”

The thin boy was too lazy to talk to Zong Qinggang anymore. In his eyes, the other party had changed from a brainless person to an idiot now.

Zong Qinggang didn't believe the thin boy, so he turned his head and asked Xia Qi, who was staring blankly at the door panel:

"It's not bright when it's supposed to be bright today. Is something going to happen again?"

Hearing Zong Qinggang asking Xia Qi, the short-haired woman also opened her eyes and looked over.

"If it is impossible for this place to have such extreme day and night conditions in reality, then there is only one reason why it occurs."

"What is it?"

"Supernatural power." Xia Qi glanced at Zong Qinggang and continued to say expressionlessly:

"Something is interfering with us, and all we see is the night."

"You mean this is an illusion?"

"There is only one explanation, or worse, we may have been in an illusion since we first entered here."

Xia Qi said what he was worried about.

"That shouldn't happen. I remember you also said that if we fell into an illusion from the beginning, Xu Tianhua wouldn't be able to tell."

The short-haired woman questioned.

"I said it's impossible for Xu Tianhua not to be able to see it, but it requires a prerequisite. If this prerequisite is met, Xu Tianhua will definitely not be able to see it."

Xia Qi did not directly tell his guess, but it did not mean that the short-haired woman did not ask:

"What's that condition? Don't say half of it!"

Seeing that Xia Xia Qi only said half of what he said and showed no intention to continue, the three of them became a little anxious.

"It's not that I don't say it, it's that I haven't figured out how to say it yet."

Xia Xia Qi suddenly sighed, opened a new pack of cigarettes from his travel bag, put it in his mouth and started to smoke.

The three short-haired women are not stupid. They can all see what Xia Qi is worried about, which is Leng Yue who has left here for more than an hour.

With Leng Yue's speed, he would never come back so slowly, so it only proved that he was in trouble, and it was a trouble that was not easy to solve.

Although he thought of the dangerous situation that Leng Yue might face now, he had no way to rescue him and could only wait here with anxiety.

But waiting uncertainly is not a long-term solution. He has decided that if Leng Yue has not come back after half an hour, he will leave here with the short-haired woman and the others.

Perhaps because she felt that something unexpected had happened to Leng Yue, the short-haired woman rarely approached Xia Qi and took the initiative to talk to him:

"When I first met you, I thought you were not very reliable, but I didn't expect you to be quite reliable after contacting me."

"It is the stupidest way to read a person by judging his/her true nature based on his external appearance."

Xia Xia Qi didn't want to pretend to be competitive, but he didn't expect that he would become so powerful as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Okay, don't tell me you're fat and make you gasp."

When the short-haired woman said this, she went straight to the point and said:

"It's not a long-term solution for us to stay here. No matter it's the environment or something else, time will go by a little bit. We will eventually find that ghost."

"Wait another half hour."

Xia Qi knew that the short-haired woman was already anxious. After all, they had reached this point and it was time for them to leave here and take action.

"Okay, it's up to you."

The short-haired woman did not bargain with Xia Qi, she nodded and readily agreed.

As for the four of them, he and the short-haired woman were the leaders, so Zong Qinggang and the thin boy didn't say anything after hearing that the two of them had reached a consensus.

It has to be said that this half-hour of waiting was extremely painful for Xia Qi, because he not only had to find a way to convince himself to accept the reality that Leng Yue might be dead, but also kept praying that Leng Yue would come back.

It was in this bipolar torment that time struggled for half an hour.

Seeing that Leng Yue still hadn't come back when the time was up, Xia Qi took a deep breath with difficulty and tried his best to calm down his emotions. After all, just because Leng Yue didn't come back in a short period of time doesn't mean that he is really dead, so he shouldn't think too badly about the outcome.

"Let's get out."

After hearing Xia Qi's words, the three short-haired women also stood up, picked up their luggage bags, and planned to leave. And just when they were about to go out, they saw a figure suddenly appear in front of the window.

At first, everyone thought that another ghost was coming, but when they looked around in fear, they discovered that the person clinging to the window was none other than Leng Yue, who had not returned for a long time.

Before anyone could make a move, Leng Yue pushed open the broken window and jumped into the house.

"You are hurt?"

Seeing that Leng Yue's sleeve was torn open and covered with blood, Xia Qi couldn't help but asked worriedly.

"It's nothing." Leng Yue shook her head, indicating that the injuries on his body were nothing.

As a result, Xia Qi suddenly stared at him and asked:

"Are you really Leng Yue?"

After hearing Xia Qi's words, the three people who originally wanted to put down their luggage bags and come over all tightened their expressions and took a step back.

"What's the name of our team?"

"Liberation Team."

"Who is there?"

"Liu Yanmin, Nangongyun, you and me."

"It seems you are Leng Yue."

After hearing Leng Yue's answer, Xia Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to the three people behind him:

"It's okay, he was not dropped."

Despite what he said, Xia Qi still asked Leng Yue with some doubts:

"Then why did you not reply to me when I just sent you a message using the communicator?"

"What do you think?" Leng Yue glanced at Xia Qi as if he were an idiot, obviously saying that I was fighting with that ghost at that time, so I had no time to reply to you.

It wasn't until Leng Yue's identity was truly confirmed that Xia Qi said with emotion:

"If you haven't come back for a long time, I thought you died!

How about it? Have you dealt with that ghost? "