Chapter 601 God

It was already dawn outside. Jiang Cheng and others gathered in the living room. Everyone lowered their heads and had strange expressions on their faces.

There were two bodies lying on the ground, with their faces covered with clothes.

"How could this happen?" Zhao Xingguo sat on the ground, as if he had not yet come out of shock. They had just entered this world for less than 2 days, and he was the only one left in his team.

One of the two bodies was naturally Pandu, and the other was Linghu Yong.

"I still want to ask you?" Fu Fu sneered and asked in a dissatisfied tone: "You are still leading the team to the dungeon like this, and you can't even keep an eye on one person."

"It's okay for the dead, but you can't recognize the living. Don't you have eyes?" Although Fu Fu is young, she didn't respect Zhao Xingguo at all.

"Say less." Luo He said.

His tone was flat, and there was no other emotion in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Xingguo. Rather than pitying Zhao Xingguo, it was better to say that he disdained to communicate with him.

"Tell me about your experience first." Jiang Cheng looked away, his eyes swept across Luo He's calm face, and finally stopped at Huai Yi and the others.

Huai Yi seemed to have received some kind of instruction, and told them their experience. Linghu Yong's body was found in the last and largest room.

When the body was found, it was lying on the luxurious big bed, with its hands folded together and placed flat on its chest, and a strange smile appeared on its face.

It was the same as the victim found before.

What was even more chilling was what was exposed after the decorative painting on the door fell off.

It was a photo with yellowed corners.

In the center of the photo stood a man, his body twisted forward strangely, his hands like chicken claws hooked up, and his body was covered with tattered wounds.

There was no flesh and blood in the wound, only dry grass, as if a human skin was draped over a straw man.

It was Linghu Yong.

With this discovery, they found photos behind the decorative paintings of every door in the corridor.

There were men and women in the photo, and they all looked like Feng family members.

The moment they saw the photo and the body of Linghu Yong, they immediately realized that Jiang Cheng's team was in danger.

Because the two teams had just separated not long ago.

But in order to avoid alerting the enemy, they did not use any lighting equipment, but calculated the time and started to act after gathering at 2 a.m.

Because the light was poor, they could only see a rough idea. They remembered that there were 10 people in total, 5 in each team.

"Could it be that Linghu Yong was already dead at that time, and Linghu Yong who was mixed in the team was a ghost?!" Pi Ruan seemed to realize this, and when he looked at the body on the ground again, his pupils could not stop trembling.

"You can say that." It was Lin Wan'er who spoke, and she glanced at the other body lying on the ground, "It's Pandu."

Similar to the experience of Luo He's team, Jiang Cheng and his team did not encounter the strange fog, but arrived at their target area smoothly.

In Jiang Cheng's plan, Liu Quezi should live nearby.

After all, his legs and feet are not good, and his range of activities will not be too wide.

But during the search, they encountered a problem. It seemed that the place nearby was where servants lived, so there were many rooms, and they were very dense, with various low and uneven paths interspersed among them.

Not long after, they actually got lost inside.

After walking a long way, Jiang Cheng stopped and realized that they were not simply lost.

He had a good memory and chose a fixed direction.

According to the distance they walked, they should have left Feng Mansion now.

The problem was not the road under their feet, but themselves.

There was a ghost sneaking in, right next to them.

Just like in the gold mine tunnel.

He calmly began to look at the people around him. Including him, there were a total of five people. Everyone's face was very familiar, and there was no flaw.

He retreated to the back of the team under the pretext of being on guard and continued to observe until a hand waved in front of his eyes.

Lin Wan'er stretched out a hand and pointed at the ground. After a moment, Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then nodded his chin with a normal expression.

Just now, they stepped over a puddle, so each person left a wet, muddy footprint on the ground.

But among the many footprints, there were actually a few barefoot footprints, which were relatively small and looked like children.

These small footprints followed Linghu Yong crookedly, and judging from the distance between the footprints, they seemed to be close to his back.

"Everyone be careful." The fat man's voice came, very low, his thick neck shrunk in his collar, his small eyes rolling around, and he seemed very alert, "Something is wrong around here."

"Okay." Linghu Yong, who was next to him, shrank his waist and responded.

Just when Jiang Cheng discovered the abnormality behind Linghu Yong, a strange feeling came over him, and his expression was dazed for a moment.

The next second, when he opened his eyes again, before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he heard the fat man scream, "Fuck! What's going on?!"

In his sight, a straight and stiff body stood in front of him, still walking with its back to him, but the owner of the body had changed.

It was not Linghu Yong, but Pan Du, who should have died obediently on the bed in the room.

"So, after the ghost was discovered, the illusion disappeared." Luo He analyzed: "It's the same as before."

In the tunnel, it was also Luo He who saw through the ghost that had mixed in with them, but the way was different. He did it by calling the tiger-like phone.

Pandu didn't look like a ghost, but the thing that was close to his back was.

He could only be regarded as a puppet at best.

"It's a pair of small footprints. It seems that this ghost should be a child." Huai Yi touched his chin and said, "Or the form it showed was a child."

"By the way, we were attracted into that room by a burst of singing." Huai Yi continued, "It was the song "Sakura Falling""

The ballad that only circulated in Yoko's hometown, the straw man, making a wish, the god with an unpredictable temper, plus the newly appeared footprints of a child

It seems that there are more and more clues, but they all point to the temple far away in a foreign country. The remaining time is definitely not enough to support them to go to Japan.

"Could it be," the fat man asked in a low voice, "that there is something wrong with that temple? What is worshipped there is not a god at all, but a ghost?"

"That ghost came here with the Japanese, across the ocean."

At this point, the fat man paused and scratched his head, as if he thought he didn't say it specifically enough, but he didn't know how to say it right.