Way of the Devil

Huan Peicheng, just on the edge of Qingcha Town, has a kind of inexplicable touch on Lu Sheng’s heart.

"This news was issued more than a month ago. That is to say, this incident happened more than a month ago, even earlier.

At that time, I was still busy calculating the red square master. Lu Sheng gently tapped the table, and he smelled an unusual atmosphere.

Such a rudder master is missing, but it is rare. Even if this world demon is rampant, ghosts are frequent, you can divide the master of this level. If the ghosts want to sneak attack, they may not really leave him. Yes.

Even if you can't escape, you can send a signal fire alarm. The weird places of danger are marked, and there is no way to break into them.

Lu Sheng quickly turned forward and pulled out a letter from Zhao Jiaojiao's urgent report.

‘The rumors of the mysterious mansion in the mountains, there are people who rumored to enter the chopsticks and the drug collectors did not see it again. Suspected that new ghosts are infested. Go to test before you prepare. ’

Lu Sheng closed his eyes slightly, and he had an intuition, as if there was a connection between the two.

Qingcha Town, tea gang.

The helper Dong Qi was sitting in the lobby and was restless. She had a cup of green tea in her hand, but she did not drink it.

The deputy gang has just reported the urgent news, so she has been worried about it.

"The recent large-scale large-scale tea camellia trunks are dry, and the growth is getting worse and worse. There is no reason for this. The harvest this year is afraid to be affected."

In specific circumstances, she also went to see it in person, and did not know why.

Dong Qi stood up and put the teacup on the table. When he was in a depressed mood, he walked out of the lobby and went to the outside yard to distract himself.

"Help the Lord, there is a person outside the door, he can help us solve the tea tree wilting disease!" At this time a gang of guards whispered forward.

Dong Qi is awkward.

The tea tree appeared to be wilting. She had not had time to release the news. How did the other party know and find the door?

Is it difficult to help out the traitor?

She hesitated with a negative hand and nodded.

"Please ask him to go to the living room, I will arrive later."

"Yes." The man left.

Dong Qi slightly cleaned up his mood, drank a few mouthfuls of tea, and went to the living room.

As soon as she entered the door, she was attracted by the figure standing in the hall at first sight.

It was a slender, handsome young scribe who was filled with confidence and calmness. He held a black umbrella in his hand and stood in the hall, admiring the sunset over the wall.

"In the next paragraph, Shen Shen, I saw Dong Bangzhu." The scribes punched her and smiled a little. "I heard that the tea mountain is withered, and Xi Shen is confident, so I recommend it to my door. I hope the Dong Bangzhu will not be surprised."

"Where is it!" Dong Qi smiled. "Mr.'s eyes are like a torch. If it is really capable, the gang will be rewarded with respect."

"Help the Lord polite." Duan Xi Shen smiled. Suddenly he seemed to inadvertently ask. "Speaking of it, this tea-bang headquarters seems to be a bit gloomy. I heard that it was haunted a while ago?"

Dong Qi stunned and shook his head.

"Where is the haunting, nothing more than helping out some internal affairs."

"Is it?" Duan Xi Shen slightly revealed a hint of curiosity. "Can you talk about it? Tea Mountain's business, just give it to me."

Dong Qi’s eyes were reluctant to leave him. He only felt that listening to him, his heart was warm, very comfortable, and people inadvertently wanted to meet each other’s request.

"It’s all in the past, but since Mr. wants to hear, I will tell you."

Deep mountains.

The thunder of the rumble was rolling, the rain was pouring, and the black pressed forest was shaken by the wind and rain.

Hey!

Under a black lacquered **** in the mountains, Zhang Golang was lying in the ravine, and the rain was mixed with muddy water to soak his lower body.

When his legs fell off the slope, he had already hit a **** mouth. At this time, he was soaked in muddy water, which was painful and bloated.

At this point, I reached out and touched it. The skin of my legs and feet was a little numb.

"Bad, I have to get up quickly, and then lie here, I am afraid that even a small life is difficult to protect!" He climbed up hard, and before he hit the back of his head and stunned, he accidentally missed the best time to go back.

At this time, heavy rain and thunder, the mountains are black and lacquered, and almost no roads can be seen. There are shrubs and large trunks that cut hands.

If you want to find a way home, it will be difficult.

"Can't stay here, before it has so much blood, it will inevitably lead to the beast." Zhang Golang has been collecting and hunting in the mountains all the year round. This is extremely experienced.

He slowly climbed up and limped out of the **** of the ravine, looking around and trying to see the way back by the electric light that he had crossed from time to time.

But he fell off the hillside at once, and he was not on the road that he usually walked. In addition to the wind and rain, the dark night, in this harsh environment, and then want to find out the way back, it is difficult to go to heaven.

But he knows that if he does not insist, in this wild mountain, he is afraid that it will not be a night, and tomorrow will be frozen to death.

Northland is not high in temperature, and now it is autumn and winter, the temperature is lower, Zhang Golang wakes up soon, it feels cold and trembled, some body parts, even if you stop the activity, there may be cramps stiff.

"Someone?" He tried to yell.

But the wind and rain are mixed, the strange noise is mixed with thunder, and his voice can't be transmitted far.

Zhang Golang has no choice but to drag his tired body and try to find a place with a lot of shades, but avoid the rain. The cold wind blows on the wet body, and it is still frozen enough.

Walking in the forest, he suddenly looked up and saw a little white light in front of him.

"Light? Someone??" Zhang Golang was overjoyed, and suddenly hurriedly stepped up and rushed to the light.

Hey.

Lightning crossed, and the world was dyed into a moment of whiteness.

Zhang Goro struggled to drag the tired body, and finally walked out of the sheltered forest and came to the bright front.

Appearing in front of his eyes, it is a dilapidated mountain village. The stone houses are horizontal and are located on the black field like the old bark.

At first glance, the white light was revealed from a large stone house at the mouth of the mountain village.

The stone house is in a higher position, which is higher than other stone houses. The door is connected to a sloping stone step to the left.

Zhang Golang swallowed, and under his ecstasy, he accelerated his speed and walked toward the light.

In this deep mountain, you can also meet people, which is simply a good luck.

"Someone!!? Excuse me!!" He yelled and quickly walked to the stone house.

The stone house in this village is dark, but this room is lit with lights, and it is just close to the entrance of the village. He simply went straight to here.

"Excuse me! Someone??" Did not hear the answer, Zhang Golang yelled again.

He followed the stone steps, climbed up the difficult steps, and finally came to the wooden door of the stone house.

Hey.

He knocked on the door hard.

With a bang, the wooden door didn't turn off and was knocked open by him.

Zhang Goro’s heart screamed, and in this dangerous mountain, it’s not normal in the middle of the night!

To know that there are so many beasts in the mountains, and not to close the door at night, if the wolves and tigers and leopards are attracted, it is a great disaster.

But now that the thunderstorms are over, the body is hungry and cold, and he does not want to think too much.

As soon as he bit his teeth, Zhang Goro went into the door.

Behind the door is a spacious yard, and the yard is inward, facing the front of the doorway, is a bright white light. Through the window paper, you can see that there seems to be someone sitting there.

Zhang Wulang suddenly came to hope.

‘Maybe it’s the host’s carelessness, forgetting to close the door. And my previous yelling may also be that the thunderstorm is too loud and I have never heard it. ’

He closed the door with his backhand and walked toward the main hall step by step.

"Help!! Someone!??" He felt his body getting more and more painful and yelling.

But the thunder of the billling just sounded again at this time, completely overwhelmed his yelling.

Zhang Golang had no choice but to walk quickly toward the main hall.

He walked under the eaves in one breath, and the wind and rain were blocked by the stone house. He was relieved.

"My name is Zhang Goro. I accidentally slipped in the mountains at night, and I was stunned until now. I still hope that the host can let me stay overnight, and I will report it later!" he shouted in the hall.

Outside the white paper paste window, you can clearly see a person sitting inside.

Just in the middle of the main hall, the shadow of the man was illuminated on the window, sitting still, as if falling asleep.

"Someone? Help!"

"Help!!"

"Host, help!"

Zhang Golang screamed again and again, patted the door.

But there is no sound inside.

He suddenly got a little scared.

‘It’s hard to be done, it’s hard to make it, I’m in a ghost! ? Zhang Qilang’s face turned white and slowly became a little uneasy.

at this time.

吱嘎

The door opened.

Zhang Golang was overjoyed and quickly walked over and stepped into the door.

The main hall is brightly lit, warm as spring, and the room is also very delicate, completely different from the rough stone house outside.

There are also carved patterns on the wooden furniture tables and chairs. There are some unknown strange ornaments hanging on the wall, and in the middle of the main hall, a middle-aged man is sitting in the middle.

A chubby, expressionless middle-aged man.

"Let's tell a joke." The man suddenly spoke.

Zhang Goro, a squat, did not react at the door.

"What?" He looked at each other and didn't know if he had just got it wrong. "My name is Zhang Golang, who is a drug collector in the neighborhood. Because I accidentally fell off the slope, I was comatose and I can't go home, so I have to come here for help. I hope."

"Let's tell a joke."

The middle-aged man said it again.

This time, Zhang Wulang heard it clearly. He felt that something was wrong. I looked around and looked around. There was no other person except the man in the hall.

In the middle of the night, the man was sitting alone in the main hall of the guest, and he felt motionless when he was motionless and expressionless.

"I don't know how to tell jokes." Zhang Golang felt a chill in his heart, and his legs and feet began to tremble.

"Let's tell a joke."

For the third time, the strange and calm voice of the man rang again.

Zhang Golang broke down a bit, and he stepped back and tried to quit the door.

"I am", his sweat blew out, and his breathing began to rush.

Hey! !

Suddenly, the door suddenly closed and closed.

The lights in the hall suddenly vanished and everything fell into the darkness.

I don't know how long it has been.

In the black lacquered hall, the white light was again illuminated and everything was calm.

One of the figures sitting on the main seat was illuminated by the lights on the window paper, motionless.

In addition, there is no second person in the house.

"Help save lives!!" Suddenly there was a footstep outside the stone house.

A person who was in muddy water stumbled into the courtyard and saw the hall where the lamp was lit. He suddenly rejoiced and rushed over.

Oops

The wooden door opened and closed.

"Let's tell a joke." The voice came out of the window again.