Outside the window, the moon and stars are sparse.
The gentle breeze blew the gauze curtains.
"Even if fate is torn apart, even if fate threatens you... I would like to be with you forever throughout my life..."
The ringing echoed in my ears.
Li Kui opened his eyes.
The screen of the mobile phone in the little black dog's paw lit up with white light, and the dog's kiss moved: "The natal soul lamp has not been affected in any way."
Li Kui immediately reached out and took it in his hand, staring at the caller ID - Chen Yiru.
Ever since the typhoon named Yutu passed away, Chen Yiru has been out of contact, and it has been almost two months now.
Li Kui pressed the answer button.
"Brother Kui."
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded very cautious.
Hearing Chen Yiru's voice, a big stone in Li Kui's heart finally fell, and he said with concern: "You finally called me. If the soul lantern I had prepared earlier had not been safe and sound, I really suspected that something had happened to you!"
"Hehehe, I'm fine."
Chen Yiru knelt down, looked at the ancestral hall in the distance, and lowered his voice and said: "It's hard to describe. There was a man named Huang at the scene that day. People on the radio called him Huang Laogui, and it was he who took me away.
"
"The rest of the time, I have been following Huang Laogui to collect materials."
As he spoke, Chen Yiru frowned unconsciously:
"In addition, I heard from him that there is an organization called Huiyumen that has been causing trouble for late-night radio stations recently, but when Old Ghost Huang said this, it felt like he didn't take it to heart!"
"The Demon Hui Men."
Li Kui lowered his eyes slightly, and his thoughts spread: "Who is behind the late-night organization?"
There are not many details about this organization in the Great Wall's internal archives.
"Although my belongings were not confiscated, Huang Laogui gave me such a mysterious feeling that I never dared to call you to report that I was safe," Chen Yiru said.
"Where are you now?" Li Kui asked.
"Changshou Town."
Chen Yiru twisted his butt, and the grass that was taller than a person hid his whereabouts very well. "Old Ghost Huang and I have been here for about a week. Speaking of which, this is really a weird and magical town.
"
His eyes are bright, and his sense of inquiry and curiosity is ready to come out.
As a journalist, Chen Yiru's professional instinct made him fall in love with this kind of work of exploring strange events everywhere.
"There is no trace of modernization in the town, and the residents' clothing styles are also very old. What's interesting is that even though I am a ghost, all the living people here can see me, and there is no communication barrier."
Chen Yiru peeked at the ancestral hall in the distance again through the gap in the grass:
"The most important thing is that the people in Changshou Town do not live long. They say that the oldest man in history was only sixty years old. As for why it was named this, they don't know."
Li Kui narrowed his eyes: "Do you need my help?"
It was his arrangement for Chen Yiru to enter the late-night radio station. If there was danger, it would be a problem for Chen Yiru to protect himself with Chen Yiru's strength. Although he had a series of back-ups in place, he was unwilling to let Chen Yiru resurrect in pain.
"ah……"
Chen Yiru naturally understood the subtext of Li Kui's words. He lowered his head, picked up the stones at his feet, and scratched them randomly on the ground. After a while, he took a deep breath, exhaled, and said with a smile: "It's not here yet.
For that reason, even if something happens, Brother Kui, you can save my life."
The so-called means of resurrecting the dead is naturally relying on the Book of Life and Death.
"Sure?"
Li Kui asked again.
Chen Yiru's eyes were serious and firm, and he said solemnly: "OK!"
"Okay, please be more careful." Li Kui's tight lips showed a smile again, and his words were domineering: "If there is a situation, there is no need to worry so much, I will come."
"Yes, I understand." Chen Yiru glanced at the full moon in the sky and chuckled: "Brother Kui, let's do this for now. It's been a long time. I have to go back quickly."
Li Kui said: "Goodbye."
"good."
Chen Yiru hung up the phone, walked out of the dense grass, walked straight to the winding dirt road, put his hands in his pockets, and walked down whistling.
This is a rather steep hillside, and there is a candlelit hut at the bottom.
"Yi Confucianism."
A voice suddenly came from behind.
"Ouch!"
Chen Yiru was suddenly startled and quickly looked back.
I saw an old man in his fifties with silver curly hair walking out of the shadow of the crooked neck tree. His strong body gave people a strong oppressive force.
He stared at Chen Yiru expressionlessly, his lips moving: "Why were you out for so long?"
"Hey, it turns out it's Senior Huang." Chen Yiru breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "You scared me just now. Fortunately, I'm dead. Otherwise, if you came here in the middle of the night, I would have been scared by you.
die."
"Tell me what you did."
Huang Laogui ignored it and continued to ask.
"What else can I do?"
Chen Yiru sighed: "I quietly climbed up and observed the ancestral hall in Changshou Town, and there seemed to be no difference."
Hearing this, Huang Laogui stared straight at Chen Yiru, suddenly smiled, and patted Chen Yiru's shoulder with his big hand, "You are indeed suitable for radio work. You must keep this curiosity!"
Then, he pointedly said: "However, the ancestral hall in Changshou Town is very dangerous. Given your strength, it is better not to get close to it. Let's go back now. Soon the town will become lively."
"Getting excited?"
Chen Yiru was a little puzzled. He raised the watch on his wrist and saw that the time was now 2:55 in the morning.
Huang Laogui didn't say much and went straight to the hut at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing this, Chen Yiru could only follow closely behind.
As soon as we returned to the house, all the filming equipment was already ready.
"Turn on the camera and shoot." Huang Laogui ordered.
"good!"
Chen Yiru immediately stood in front of the camera and started playing with it skillfully.
It has to be said that the late-night radio station’s filming equipment is really advanced. Even though there is a hillside blocking the scene ahead, it is completely invisible in the camera, and the streets and houses in the town are directly reflected.
Unknowingly, it was exactly three o'clock in the morning.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In an instant, the dark night suddenly changed, a dead light like dusk shone through the world, and the rich aura of death quietly filled the air.
This bizarre scene really shocked Chen Yiru. He even raised his head and looked out the window. The sky became extremely strange. There was indeed something wrong with Changshou Town!
"Keep shooting."
Huang Laogui stroked the beard on his chin, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very playful.
"Oh, I see."
Chen Yiru nodded immediately, put aside distracting thoughts, and began to focus on shooting the material.
In the camera, the originally closed doors suddenly opened one by one, and the residents who had already gone to bed came out one after another. They were exposed to the dim light of the sky, and their flesh and blood fell away bit by bit like a ghost, and finally turned into a thousand corpses.
A skull riddled with holes.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
In an instant, hysterical wails resounded through Changshou Town, like a deep hell.
Immediately afterwards.
They hobbled towards the ancestral hall and knelt down in front of the solemn black door. All 1,365 people in the town knelt in front of the ancestral hall. They were reborn and were punished again, and so on endlessly.
This is definitely an extremely cruel torture.
As a bystander, Chen Yiru frowned slightly. During the few days he spent in Changshou Town, he also got to know many residents. Seeing them being tortured like this, he really couldn't bear to watch any more.
However, faced with such a strange situation, he did not ask out loud what was going on.
This is late night radio.
I am only responsible for shooting exciting enough material and leaving enough suspense. As for the stories and secrets behind the material, I have to leave it to the audience and friends to guess and decipher.
"The rightful owner has arrived."
Huang Laogui said suddenly.
But suddenly there was a strange noise inside the Changshou Town ancestral hall, as if there was some kind of giant thing crawling on the ground.
It stood on the other end of the door, looking at the residents who were trapped in hell, and let out wild and weird laughter.
In the lens.
Under the dim light of the sky, more than a thousand skeletons banged their heads on the ground, wailing hysterically to cheer them up. In front of the bright moon, thick shadows climbed up the sky, swinging wildly like a group of demons dancing wildly.