44 Chapter 44

Until the night fell and the mountains were silent, the other team did not come back.

The dark clouds that had settled for two days finally changed.

The endless drizzle fell from the dark sky that could not be seen clearly, and it became heavier and heavier, hitting the eaves, making a violent sound of snapping and splashing drops of water.

There was a silence in the mud house.

Everyone sat around the fire in the center like the night before, staring at the flickering flames.

Since the other team had not returned yet, the team that had not paid the grain naturally took over the mud house where they had stayed before.

Apart from anything else, sitting in the house was much more comfortable than sitting outside, and it was sheltered from the wind and rain. If there was a house to live in, who would want to go outside to blow the cold wind.

It always gets dark early when winter is approaching. They came back from the temple early, and wanted to come back to rest before it was completely dark.

After experiencing such a day's events, the newcomers all felt a little sad.

Just in the temple just now, the Yin Po slowly told the old village chief what he said.

The voice under the hood was harsh and sharp, "Three years ago, it was said that the Bodhisattva of Tongbai Village appeared. All the villages within a hundred miles knew about it. The old woman was guarding the Bodhisattva's earth garden at that time."

"I came to this deserted village temple three years ago. When I came, the old woman had already passed away. Later, I could not feel any signs of appearing. On the contrary, the village became more and more strange."

"There must be something strange about this. I have to go to the underworld to look for it in the next three days. I will need manpower by then... If you are in danger in the village, or are willing to help, please come to the temple."

Although they were mentally prepared because of the previous plot, they were still angry when they heard about this.

The people in this village not only trafficked in human beings, but also starved the elderly to death. They were full of evil. If there really was a fierce ghost coming back to seek revenge, it would be their own fault. If possible, they really didn't want to do this protection mission.

As a result, it started to rain heavily outside when they were resting halfway.

Originally, they planned to wait for the rain to stop, but the other team has not appeared until now.

If they were in danger, it is impossible for so many people to disappear at the same time, right?

Halfway through the sleep, Xu Su woke up and asked, "Why haven't the other team come back yet?"

Zong Jiu picked up a match from the ground and stuffed it into the fire, "What does it have to do with us whether they come back or not? In my opinion, it's best if they don't come back tonight. After all, they have the ability to protect themselves, and they can protect the villagers if they are outside. If they are outside, we don't need to go out to guard them. Isn't this a good thing? Do you still want to go out in the rain?"

The people beside the fire and in the barrage were deeply shocked.

[Damn, that makes sense]

[Legal use of the wisdom of the people to fish, this fish is also delicious]

[Obviously they are all trainees, why are half of them fighting monsters and half of them fishing.jpg]

"But we have to go out too, it's almost dark."

The white-haired young man calculated the time and clapped his hands, "Wake up, wake up, get ready to work."

They agreed to go to the woodshed to rescue the woman together tonight, and now it's time to go when it's late at night.

Originally, I wanted to wait until the rain stopped, but there are also benefits to the rain. Anyway, we have to go, and no one will mind getting wet at the critical moment of the mission.

After hearing his words, the trainees who were sleeping on the ground got up one by one.

It was obviously a horror copy. When it was the last copy, they were like frightened tigers as soon as it got dark, and they didn't dare to sleep at all. As a result, after coming to this copy, everyone felt more at ease.

The first solo show of the horror trainee directly eliminated three quarters of the newcomers. It is not easy for newcomers to survive.

Newcomers have nothing, no props to protect themselves, and can only rely on luck and intelligence, or they have to hold a big thigh. But the old people have seen the existence of big storms and waves, and they are all indifferent. How can they be so kind?

At least in the first copy, everyone walked on their own, very loose, not to mention an organization.

When entering the earth house behind the old locust tree, Zong Jiu walked in front without saying a word. Just one action won everyone's favor, not to mention that everyone chatted and talked together that night. After knowing that he still had a lofty ideal of saving everyone, it is impossible not to be shocked.

Just when everyone was ready to go, the wooden door of the earth house was suddenly knocked.

"Knock knock knock."

The sound was extremely gentle, not fast or slow, not fast or slow.

The rain outside was heavy, crackling on the eaves and flowing down the ridge. But it also made the knocking sound more weird.

Because the door was not locked.

Zong Jiu reacted quickly.

Almost the next moment after the knock on the door, a few playing cards appeared between his fingers, and shot out like lightning, piercing into the earth wall, firmly blocking the position between the door panel and the door frame, just blocking the door from being pushed open.

"Quick, lock it!"

He shouted at the trainee closest to the door. The latter subconsciously followed his order.

"Clang--" the bolt fell into the door frame.

Everyone realized that something was wrong, and all the trainees took out their props and looked at the door vigilantly.

Just as the cold wind swept through the window cracks, the fire flickered twice and went out silently, leaving only a wisp of white smoke in the darkness.

This was like a signal.

[Fuck! It's time for excitement]

[Is this copy so exciting? It's a collective attack right away? ]

[Not bad, the cooperation is quite tacit. Generally, only teams that have been running in for a long time can see such conditioned reflex actions after hearing the order, without any drag]

Xu Sen's face became serious.

The old people all know that although the horror copy is terrible, there are still rules to follow.

Even in the S-level copy, it is impossible to kill people casually. Especially the supernatural copy. When unclean things come out, the surroundings will definitely give hints.

What signs can there be when the extremely cold existence arrives? There are only a few.

Now is the best hint.

The situation in the earth house is very tense. Many newcomers are facing such a scene for the first time, and it is also the first time to fight against the supernatural existence head-on. The palms of their hands are densely sweating.

At this time, Zong Jiu's comfort works.

"Don't panic, there are so many of us. Didn't you see that there is a No. 3 boss in the room? Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to support it. What are you afraid of?"

Zhuge An, who sat in the corner in silence the whole time, raised his eyelids indifferently.

Zong Jiu knew that if he waited for Zhuge An to take action, the cooperation agreement between the two of them would be invalid.

After all, the condition was that Zhuge An would not give any help, and Zong Jiu had to show his value in order to exchange the prophecy and all the ins and outs from him.

But this did not prevent him from talking nonsense.

Whether Zhuge Anbang will help or not is one thing, but at this time, bringing out No.3 can stabilize people's hearts faster, so why not do it?

As expected, after Zong Jiu said this, the expressions of the people in the earth house were not as tense as before.

But in the gap between the exchanges, the knocking on the door continued.

It was slow at first, as if someone was holding a small hammer and knocking on the door very seriously.

After the door was locked, the knocking on the door suddenly became urgent.

"Bang bang bang bang bang--"

It was as if there was really an impatient person knocking on the door, and a huge force seemed to be generated from outside the door, one after another, and hitting it hard.

Rainy night, knocking on the door, darkness.

These words combined together are terrifying enough.

The trainees closest to the wooden door were trembling with fear.

Perhaps the long time of not being able to enter angered the existence outside, and the knocking on the door suddenly increased again.

The old wooden door could not bear such force at all. The door frame around it was deformed and creaked under the heavy load.

The wooden door in the countryside was not very strong. Even if it was locked from the inside, the bolt could not be stopped several times and fell into wood chips.

Zong Jiu said in a deep voice: "Get the props ready. When I give the order, don't worry about anything and go all in."

The trainees held their breath and said yes.

"Three, two, one, go!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door frame suddenly opened, and a palm-sized gap appeared above the wooden door.

Suddenly, a coldness that seemed to be born from the underworld quietly invaded from outside the door, slowly opening its sharp and bloody fangs.

The narrow ghost shadow loomed outside the gap.

The attack in the earth house broke out at the same time.

Some people threw spells, some waved their dust-avoiding swords, some formed seals on the spot, and some even fired a shot at the door.

Zong Jiu dragged a stack of cards on the palm of his left hand, and stretched out his index and middle fingers of his right hand, aiming at the gap and scratching it.

With his wrist strength now at its peak, the cards seemed to have turned into sharp knives, rushing and slashing at them.

No one cared about the cooling time. With so many people in the earth house, the supernatural beings dared to come to the door. Obviously, they were not good people.

About thirty seconds later, it was suddenly quiet outside the door.

The whole house could only hear the sound of heavy rain hitting the beams and eaves, monotonous and long.

"Is this over?" Xu Su asked tremblingly.

No one spoke, and time was silent for a few minutes.

Zhuge An slowly took out his Tai Chi Bagua plate, and the Li Gua changed, lighting the wood pile in the center of the earth house again.

The flames "jumped" in the cold air, illuminating the dark room.

Zong Jiu exhaled a breath of cold air, "I'll go take a look."

After that, the white-haired young man walked straight to the half-open wooden door with a card in one hand, and put his hand on the iron door bolt.

[Oh my god, you won't wait a little longer? This is too brave. I'm so scared]

[I'm afraid of others again! What if the door opens and someone kills me?]

Others watched his movements in fear.

The iron bolt was twisted by the impact.

Zong Jiu had no doubt that if it was a little later, the door would have been knocked away.

He carefully looked out through the gap.

It was still dark outside, with at most a few drops of cold rain flying in and the shadows of the trees in panic.

With Zong Jiu's eyesight, he couldn't see anything unusual for the time being.

"Click."

The wooden door staggered under the wind and rain outside and creaked open.

The fallen leaves flew in with the rain, and a small puddle of water gathered on the ground in a few seconds.

Zong Jiu's reaction was very quick.

Almost the moment the wooden door moved, he took action.

He swept sideways, but fortunately the people outside also had rich fighting experience and narrowly avoided it by turning their heads.

The attack missed, and Zong Jiu did not pursue the victory.

He saw the people outside clearly.

Anthony and Lin Guoxing were standing outside the door, with a dozen other people from another team standing behind them. The former still looked hostile when he saw him, while the latter smiled at him apologetically like a good old man.

The heavy rain poured down on them, falling from the top of their heads and chins to their collars, soaking them like drowned rats.

The trainees in the mud house were relieved to see that they were the only ones outside.

Only Zong Jiu watched them file in and still stood there.

The white-haired young man glanced at his hands calmly.

There was nothing there, the skin was intact, and there was no trace of strangulation.

The door For some reason, just when his palm accidentally swept over the top of the head of the person outside, Zong Jiu clearly felt an illusion of being blocked.

It was like... there was a string tied to their heads.