"Even if I tell you, can you change anything? In this huge town, do you still have time to search for the whereabouts of a ghost?"
Li Leping still looked indifferent to Rong Yuansheng's surprise.
After all, in his eyes, many things cannot be easily changed even if they are known in advance.
Even if you know that there are risks in the incident, accidents are always inevitable when you actually face the matter.
In this case, it is better to be more open-minded and wait for the problem to come to you proactively.
If Xu Jin is really invaded by ghosts and follows him into this ghost town, Xu Jin will show up sooner or later.
When asked by Li Leping, Rong Yuansheng couldn't help but be silent for a moment.
He took out an old pocket watch, looked at the time on it, and then said in a serious tone: "Just don't die here and keep me company. The time is almost up."
The time in the town did not match the time in reality. When Rong Yuansheng was confirming the time, Li Leping also saw the time on his pocket watch.
Five fifty-one.
It's time in this ghost town.
It's less than ten minutes until six o'clock in the evening.
As Li Leping said, it is impossible for them to spend time searching for a ghost in the town who doesn't know whether he came with him or not.
At six o'clock, when yin and yang meet, the residents of the ghost town will reveal their true ferocious side.
It is during this time that the town's stage will begin to operate.
At that time, the ghosts will become the audience of the ghost show, and they will come to the stage to watch the show.
As for how this play should be performed, how it will be performed, and what the purpose of performing this play is, no one knows. It can only be tried by Li Leping himself.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Regarding the coming danger, Li Leping had a calm attitude and did not feel any panic.
If something went wrong in the middle of the scene and the performance was ruined, or if his previous analysis was wrong and the stage was not the key...
That's actually nothing.
If the worst happens, prepare for the worst and find a way to fight it out.
The two were walking and talking, and Li Leping also noticed some strange phenomena.
It was almost six o'clock, and the sky here suddenly changed. The sunlight began to quickly dissipate in the sky. The sun did not even set. It seemed to be covered by a layer of haze, and disappeared within a few minutes.
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Without the light, the town looked a little dark, surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere.
The strange thing is that when night is about to fall, and it is close to meal time, there is no one in the town who is lighting a fire for cooking. The chimney on the roof of every house seems to have stopped, just a
There was not a single trace of cigarette ashes in the furnishings.
The whole town was eerily quiet at this moment. The children who were playing just now, the old people wandering around, and the strong men who came back from nowhere, and the women all seemed to disappear at this time, and not a single person was seen on the road.
No, the surroundings were eerily quiet.
The most bizarre thing was that every room Li Leping passed was dark and dark, with no one even lighting a candle.
It seemed as if the houses he passed were all haunted houses. No one lived in them at all, so naturally no one would turn on the lights in the houses.
But this is impossible.
"It's starting to go wrong."
Li Leping glanced at a house next to him, and then his eyes became a little solemn.
This is an old-style house that looks very new. The door and windows of the house are wide open, with no intention of closing them.
However, right next to the window, a looming figure was sitting in front of a wooden table in the dimness. His body was stiff and motionless, as if he was still. He looked like he was waiting for something, which was particularly strange.
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"I can only send you here."
Suddenly, Rong Yuansheng in front said this without any warning.
His voice also sounded a little strange, becoming much colder.
The moment he finished saying this, he froze on the spot, as if his body had frozen. He stood motionless, as if he had turned into a wooden man who could not move.
Without saying a word, Li Leping bypassed Rong Yuansheng, who had his back turned to him.
The moment he passed by, he turned slightly to look at Rong Yuansheng's situation.
At this moment, his expression was dull. Although his eyes were open, there was no light of living people in them. He looked very dull and strange, as if he might be dominated by the supernatural beings in his body at any time.
"It's about to begin."
Li Leping knew clearly that behind all the changes in Rong Yuansheng and the ghost town, there was actually a signal.
This dark drama is about to begin.
He tried to take away the pocket watch he was holding in Rong Yuansheng's hand.
It was very easy. There was no difficulty. He pulled the chain on the pocket watch slightly and the pocket watch was pulled out of Rong Yuansheng's hand.
Five fifty-four.
The time has not yet reached six o'clock, but the ghost town seems to be starting to prepare for the next ghost show.
Li Leping, knowing that time was tight, did not stay long and immediately rushed towards the stage.
He was not far from the stage, and the stage was right around the corner from the intersection.
However, when he turned from the intersection and before he reached the front of the stage, he already saw some changes happening around the stage.
It seemed that during his absence, someone had done something to this peaceful and strange stage.
A thin mist suddenly floated around the stage. I don't know where this mist came from, but it showed signs of gradually deepening, as if it wanted to completely cover the stage before it would stop.
Under the mist, the stage became a little unclear, and only a vague outline was revealed in the mist.
Li Leping was expressionless. He walked quickly towards the mist without any fear.
But just as he took a few steps, he was about to rush into the fog.
Suddenly, a trace of surprise appeared on his indifferent face, as if he had seen some new change.
It was a flash of fire.
That's right.
In the increasingly thick fog, streaks of green firelight began to emerge in the thick fog. These firelights were suspended in mid-air, as if they were connected in a row by something, even if the increasingly dense fog was
The fog cannot conceal their existence, and they are even more conspicuous in the thick fog.
"Is it a sign?"
Li Leping stared at the sudden fire, knowing the source of the fire very clearly.
He remembered that there was a rope hanging on the stage, and a row of white lanterns hung on the rope. It was like a mourning hall, as if it was built for the dead.
The lantern lighting up at this moment may be a signal or a notification.
The light from the fire seemed to notify the residents of this ghost town that the ghost show was about to begin.
Li Leping, who was aware of this, did not dare to delay. He took a step and escaped directly into the thick fog, and walked all the way to the stage.