After discussing it, we decided to act as quickly as possible, because now there is no one among the four of us who is afraid of the sun (Rujun is not afraid of the sun because of the special physique of the fusion of human and ghost), and the ghost action is at night
In order to avoid the King of Dragons and his accomplices, we decided to head towards Garuda’s stronghold during the day.
The situation in the west has not changed for thousands of years. Although the underworld of Sijiu City has experienced catastrophes again and again, the west seems not to be affected at all, and it still looks peaceful now.
It seems that the revenge plan of the King of Ten Thousand Dragons has not been carried out, or it has been shelved for some reason, or he has already implemented it somewhere that we have not discovered. In short, we have not got any news now.
It was around five o'clock in the afternoon when we rushed to the Garuda stronghold. After wandering around for a while, it got dark, and we were able to find the whereabouts of the Garuda people.
And where we are now happens to be a park in the middle of the street, where Chen Xiaoqing and Bai Lanshan met before.
When I came here, my mood became very heavy inexplicably. Although I had never liked Bai Lanshan before, when I thought about Bai Lanshan's feelings for Xiaoqing, I always felt a little disappointed and uncomfortable.
Rujun understood my mood, she gently put her hand on my shoulder and whispered: "It doesn't matter, we will give Bai Lanshan justice."
While it was still daylight, we found the entrance to the Garuda Stronghold. I clearly remember the last time I sneaked here, I met the Third Grandpa, saw Mengyun's body sealed in ice, and asked the question
He gave the command "Winter has arrived and a blizzard is hitting the city".
I don’t know if there are still any Garuda troops in this stronghold after this battle, but they should be gone.
Because I was very familiar with this place, I was the first to take the lead and entered this place that was similar to the entrance of a subway station. It was very dark inside and I had a flashlight in my mouth. The process of entering was very difficult.
After entering, the iron door inside was locked. The old cat was very good at sliding door locks and pried open the iron door in three strokes.
Looking at the deep dark space inside, the old cat asked in a low voice: "Is it like this when you came last time?"
I shook my head: "No, it's much more gloomy than this time. It seems that this stronghold has been moved now. Either there are no Garuda people left, or there are not many left."
Rujun also nodded and said: "Although there is Yin Qi, it is not strong. Even if there are fierce ghosts, there are not more than ten, and the level is not too high."
After hearing this, we felt relieved. Putting aside my golden state, Rujun has reached the point where he has returned to his original nature. In this way, even if Lao Xie comes forward, he may not be Rujun's opponent, so we can say that
It is confident.
I walked in front and walked forward along the familiar route. The road here is very complicated and winding. Let alone a ghost, even a living person can easily hide here, so we must
very careful.
Lao Mao followed me as a think tank, Da Huang stood in third place, and Ru Jun, as our most important person with the strongest fighting ability, naturally stayed behind to raid the formation.
The old cat whispered: "I don't know why, but I always feel that the yin energy here is very strong, and there is always a gloomy feeling, as if something bad has happened..."
After a long period of trial and error, I learned that the old cat’s intuition is very keen, so of course the old cat’s words were not ignored by me.
"Do you think... is it possible that there are any traps left here?" I asked in a low voice: "Although Garuda evacuated, they must have known that the enemy would come here to investigate, so what traps were left here?
"
As I asked, I walked towards the corner in the distance. This tunnel was not closed, so there was often a dark wind blowing over, which made my face numb and cold.
Now that I am no longer a ghost, I am more sensitive to these gloomy things. In this cold winter, although the temperature underground is slightly higher, the wind inside is very cold.
The old cat whispered: "I don't know, anyway, I think here... Huh? Lin Yang, look!"
As he said that, the old cat's flashlight found a long soft thing floating out from the end of the corner. The thing looked like a piece of cloth with fur on it. It just flew around, heading towards this corner from one side of the corner.
Scrape it out...
I swallowed and tried to calm down. I had seen too many ghost scenes. This simple long bar couldn't do anything to me, but to be on the safe side, I whispered: "Get ready to fight!"
Laomao, Dahuang, and Rujun, the three of them instantly entered a state of combat readiness, while I walked towards the corner!,
At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind, and I saw a black figure rushing toward my face from the other side of the corner with a "whoosh"! I watched the black figure coming, subconsciously took a step back, and suddenly saw
Reached the face of a rotten person!
I couldn't tell whether this was a man or a woman at all, because his face had rotted away to the point of losing its outline, and his eyeballs were particularly obvious in his pupils. He was looking straight at me, as if he would not close his eyes!
Even though I have experienced hundreds of battles, my heartbeat suddenly increased. This has nothing to do with experience or courage. This is purely a human physiological reaction.
Da Huang and Lao Mao were also frightened and could not speak. Rujun took a deep breath and continued to pay attention to the situation behind them.
Only after I calmed down did I see the true appearance of this black shadow.
This should be a man, a man wearing a green down jacket. The furry "strip" that was blown around by the wind just now is his scarf, and this man has a rope hanging around his neck, tied to the ceiling at the corner.
The ventilation ducts looked like they had been dead for a long time.
It's winter now, and it takes a certain amount of time for a body to rot, and it takes a long time to rot into such a terrifying state, so this guy must have been dead for more than a day or two.
I sighed silently, looked up at the man, and said, "Who is he? Why did he die here?"
Lao Mao put on his gloves and skillfully rummaged inside the man's down jacket pocket and pulled out an ID card.
The man was born in 1977, his native place is Hebei, and his name is ordinary. After being passed around, none of the four of us recognized him, nor did we see anything special about him.
The old cat shook his head and said: "I can't see any problem. I don't know whether he was killed or committed suicide..."
Dahuang pointed at the man's feet: "If you hang yourself, you have to set up a stool or something, right?"
My thoughts were different from theirs, because four terrifying words suddenly appeared in my mind. In order to prove that my own thoughts were wrong, I walked to the corner and looked behind the man.
However, when I walked around the corner, I was completely dumbfounded. My throat suddenly seemed to be blocked because I saw something I didn't want to see...
That man was not the only one who died here. Behind him was a large space, and the exhaust pipes in these spaces were full of people...
There were not thirty but about twenty of these people, and their corpses had begun to rot severely. Under the cold wind, they were swinging here like death wind chimes.
I felt sad and heartbroken when I saw it, but a feeling of terror also filled my whole body.
Dahuang clenched his fists tightly and whispered: "What on earth is...what is going on?!"
Lao Mao is a professional ghost traveler. Although he often deals with supernatural death scenes, Lao Mao has never seen such a scene that can even be called a "massacre". Such a terrifying scene not only brings shock, but also
The despair of death.
Rujun gritted his silver teeth, trembling all over, and whispered: "Who on earth can be so cruel?"
I lowered my head and said four words bitterly: "I should have warned everyone about the ghost-making movement. This is the ghost-making movement that has been circulating for a long time..."
When these four people spoke from my mouth, I suddenly felt like they were sharp knives cutting my tongue and lips. They were creating a ghost movement. No matter who initiated such a movement, I would definitely make them pay the price!