The night was cold.
With the help of the dark night, the blockade of the road near the Tongjiang Bridge did not attract much attention.
One reason is that it is just in the suburbs, and the surrounding buildings are not densely populated.
Second, since the Tongjiang Bridge accident, few people dared to come here alone at night, after all, people cherish their lives.
Therefore, when people passed by occasionally, they were stopped and persuaded to leave, saying that the road ahead was under construction and they had to divert.
The night was getting dark.
Sudden!
Boom!
Rumble!
The roar of the engine, the screeching sound of the rubber tires when turning sharply at high speed, the bright high beams, and the rough style off-road vehicles roar like steel giants, breaking the tranquility of the night, roaring and driving at high speed To the Tongjiang Bridge.
Five cars! Ten cars!
A dozen cars!
At each intersection, there were more and more steel beasts tearing through the calm night, all without exception, galloping towards the Tongjiang Bridge.
At the same time.
Zhou City, Shangweiyuan Cafeteria.
"Fuck me! The man with the big belly at table 3 is too edible, is this the reincarnation of a starving ghost!"
"Don't talk about it, Xiao Zhang, who just came to practice on the first day of the back chef, was scared away. A new plate of grilled steak was served, and he disappeared within a minute. The intern Xiao Zhang has been grilling steaks since the afternoon. I was so tired and collapsed that I couldn’t lift my arms.”
The waiters in the cafeteria held the walkie-talkie, complained frantically, and poured out bitterness.
At this moment, even the lobby manager of the cafeteria is also as dark as the bottom of a pot.
The "starving ghost" at table 3 was naturally Fang Zheng.
The "Washing the Marrow and Yijin Jing" that he practiced during the day caused him to suffer a serious loss of Qi and blood, and he entered a state of frantic eating with extreme hunger again, using blood food to supplement the lost Qi and blood.
At this time, Fangzheng brought seven or eight stacks of plates from the counter, but the lobby manager could only stare blankly. But at this moment, Fangzheng's cell phone vibrated suddenly.
The caller ID was Sun Yushu.
As soon as the phone was connected, Sun Yushu's slightly nervous voice said, "Brother Fangzheng! I already know the time to forcibly clear the Tongjiang Bridge, and they will act tonight!"
Fangzheng's hands stopped suddenly.
According to what Sun Yushu overheard, the people in the "Spiritual Investigation Bureau" are now in a state of emergency.
It seems that the first attempt to forcibly clear the Tongjiang Bridge failed. It seems that the river was cut off and all the people who went down to the bottom of the river disappeared.
You can't see people when you are born, and you can't see corpses when you die.
According to what Sun Yushu overheard, the "Spiritual Investigation Bureau" has urgently dispatched reinforcements to the Tongjiang Bridge. Even the staff of the "Spiritual Investigation Bureau" stationed in his unit began to lose their composure. They called everyone together for centralized protection, as if they were facing a big enemy.
It was under such circumstances that Sun Yushu could overhear these important information.
Sun Yushu was Fang Zheng who secretly contacted him. After speaking in a hurry, he immediately hung up the phone, and Fang Zheng fell into deep thought.
He is thinking.
Whether or not to go to the Tongjiang Bridge this time, the first group of people saw that they capsized collectively, and they were trapped instead of being encircled and suppressed.
Obviously, the Tongjiang Bridge has become a dangerous place, and even professionals like the "Spiritual Investigation Bureau" cannot handle supernatural events. And he was alone, this trip was too dangerous.
but!
Risks and opportunities coexist, gray air! He needs a lot of gray and white air to light up the runes of the human skin scriptures! Fangzheng was unwilling to miss this rare opportunity.
"I'll just hang around outside and not go in... If there is something wrong with the wind, get out of there right away. There shouldn't be any danger, right?"
…
rustle…
The sound of clothes corners rubbing, Feng Yuyan was riding a shared bicycle.
Withered and yellow street lights.
Empty streets with just her alone.
Feng Yuyan is a fitness instructor. In order for her to get home quickly after get off work in the evening, she chose a shortcut and took the road near the Tongjiang Bridge to go home.
Ever since the incidents of people falling into the river and dying from the Tongjiang Bridge happened one after another, now in this area, at night, there are almost no people on the road.
But as a fitness coach, Feng Yuyan has an independent and strong personality, so she doesn't shy away from these things.
I don't know if it was because of the cold night wind, but Feng Yuyan felt a little cold for no reason, a chill came down her back, and her back and neck were chilly.
Feng Yuyan looked behind her, but there was nothing.
"I'm really scaring myself. Shared bicycles don't have a back seat. How can someone blow on the neck from behind?" Feng Yuyan laughed at herself. Just as she turned her head and continued to look ahead, Feng Yuyan suddenly saw that there was a A little boy is playing with a ball.
Boom, boom, boom... the little boy kicked the little ball against the wall. Click, the little ball bounced back to the little boy's feet, and the little boy continued to kick the little ball.
Feng Yuyan wondered why there would be a little boy playing with a ball on the road at night.
"Little friend, why are you playing alone on the side of the road at night? Where's your mother? Where's your family? Are you lost?" Feng Yuyan was riding a shared bicycle and was about to approach the little boy. The little ball ran into an alley in a dark corner.
Feng Yuyan was puzzled, but didn't think too much, thinking that the little boy lived nearby.
So Feng Yuyan continued to ride the shared bicycle.
Boom, boom, boom...Feng Yuyan saw the little boy who ran away before, but unexpectedly ran to the front at some point, and continued kicking the little ball against the wall.
Click, the little ball bounced back to the little boy's feet, and the little boy kicked the little ball against the wall again and again.
"Little friend, you..." Before Feng Yuyan finished speaking, the little boy didn't say a word, picked up the little ball again, and ran into the dark shadows.
At this time, Feng Yuyan's eyes became flustered, her hands and feet were cold, and she just wanted to leave this road as soon as possible.
However…
Boom, boom, boom... The sound of the ball being kicked against the wall, she saw the little boy in front of her again, still silent, kicking the ball against the wall again and again.
This time, the hairs on Feng Yuyan's back stood on end, she didn't stop, she just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.
Feng Yuyan passed the little boy directly, but the little boy didn't look at her, and didn't speak, he was still kicking the little ball again and again with his head buried in his head.
Just as Feng Yuyan wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, as if someone was standing behind her, blowing cool air on the back of her neck continuously.
"Big sister, stay here and play with the little ball." A boy's voice came from Feng Yuyan's back.
Shared bicycles obviously have no back seats!
Where can people sit!
Feng Yuyan opened her eyes wide in horror: "Save..."
The withered and yellow street lamps flickered on and off to illuminate the empty street, and it returned to the emptiness and coldness again, and there was no one on the street.
There was only one shared bicycle, which fell on the side of the road, and a lady's leather bag was still hanging on the handlebar.
A few minutes later, Fang Zheng, riding a shared bicycle, gradually entered the street.
Boom, boom, boom...
A little boy was on the side of the road, kicking a small ball against the wall again and again.
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