His voice seemed to be on ice and trembled a little: "Mr. Qin, you have never been to Gucheng County before. Gucheng County is a newly established county after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Since the county-level specifications were determined, here... there is a famous building. A haunted house."
Feelings can't be deceived, even Lu Ping. As a native of Gucheng County, when I mentioned this name, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. The hand holding the steering wheel also trembled.
"The haunted house in other places may be a rumor, but Gucheng County...is a 100% haunted house. Almost everyone in the county has seen it, or even...experienced it...From childhood to adulthood, we all grew up in this terrifying legend... "His voice carried an indescribable fear, and even at noon, he felt icy cold all over his body.
"Let me tell you." Chen Nian, who was sitting at the back, sighed, feeling that the other party's mood was fluctuating greatly. With a dignified expression, he opened the file folder in his hand and said solemnly: "Dongsheng Community, before the founding of the People's Republic... It was a mass grave. From the 1950s to the 1980s, it was the state-run Gucheng Rural Cooperative Society, and later it was changed to the state-run Gucheng Leather Chemical Factory. 80 In the mid-1990s, the leather chemical factory achieved excellent results, and a factory distribution room was built nearby, which is the predecessor of Dongsheng Community."
Qin Ye nodded slightly. In the early 1980s, when large state-owned factories were flourishing, houses were not bought, but divided. A good factory is set up, and the house and job are all there. Therefore, in the 1990s, when a certain prime minister made up his mind to end the big pot of rice and set off a wave of layoffs, the whole society would be saddened.
At that time, the three generations of grandfather and grandson were definitely not a joke in a factory. The whole country is proud of being able to work in factories.
Chen Nian continued to read: "But... in the predecessor of Dongsheng Community, there were endless paranormal events. It is no exaggeration to say that one-third of the people in the entire Gucheng County have experienced paranormal events. Because a leather chemical factory has one-third of the employees in the county. However, at that time, the supernatural incident was not fatal, it was just a fright."
"In the 1990s, with the finalization of WTO accession, the business of the leather chemical factory declined. In the end, only this community was left. Finally, the leather chemical factory was insolvent. After discussing with all the employees, the old factory manager decided to sell the family building of the employees. The land, but... this digging will cause an accident."
The car turned into the center of the county, but immediately turned into a side road. It is lined with green trees on both sides, almost into arches, which is very charming.
The car was driving quietly on the road, and Chen Nian's voice continued: "When the construction started, I invited the most famous Sanxian Mountain Wuweiguan Laodao to come to the town. The specific situation is unknown, only know... That night, the whole county Everyone heard the cry of thousands of women. It seemed like it was outside the door, outside the window! But there was no one to see! The next day, the Taoist priest Qiqiao of Wuweiguan bled to death on the construction site. However, the developer could not bear to invest It’s a waste of time, and it’s just developed.”
"This is the first Dongsheng Community, which was called Maoyuan Community at the time. It was the first commercial community in Gucheng County. Strange to say, after it was built, the supernatural condition disappeared. Until half a year ago, the land of Maoyuan Community was Another developer took a fancy to it, and the Maoyuan community is too old to be included in the demolition plan. But…”
Qin Ye had closed his eyes to listen, but now he said lightly, "Has another supernatural event happened?"
Chen Nian took a deep breath and nodded: "And... it's more ruthless than the one in 1998! This time, it started with more than a dozen bloody cases. All of them were committed in the secret room, and the death was completely inhuman. Through monitoring It can also be seen that no one entered or exited the community at the time of the incident! After the special investigation department determined that Gucheng County… was divided into a hunting area.”
Finished reading. But no one spoke.
Everyone here knows what the hunting area represents, it is the territory of the impermanent-level ghosts! In the small Gucheng County, there are only ten ordinary investigators stationed there, how can this fierce god be tolerated
"It's a pity." Qin Ye was the first to speak: "That old Taoist with a view of inaction is a talent. He should be at the level of restraining the soul, and even impermanence is not impossible."
"Ah? How could it be?" "He... is just an ordinary person, right?" "If it is impermanence, there should be a special grant for the view of Wuwei! He never reported it?"
Qin Ye shook his head: "I've seen several world-renowned masters who have unique ways to hide their aura. But this time... I guess, when he first dug up the Maoyuan community, he discovered that night. That's not right. Then he tried his best to set up a magic circle for the Maoyuan community, but Li Gui was equally ferocious, and both of them were defeated. In the end, the old man didn't leave a word and sat down."
The other people look at me, I look at you, but they don't speak.
"It's just a guess." Qin Ye didn't care whether the other party believed it or not. For him, it was just a clue, that is... the hunting area here is very straightforward, just below the community. There is no need to look for other clues like other supernatural beings. This is good news for him who does not want to stay in Gucheng County for too long.
The reason why the ghost is weird is because there are so many clues, and anything can become its habitat. Any event can be a trigger for it. And this time the supernatural... If it wasn't for the obvious reasons, it was... extremely brutal!
Qin Ye's hand gently snapped his knuckles, making a slight clicking sound... So cruel that he couldn't help jumping at the sight of bloody food... I'm sorry, under the judge, this judge's anus is beyond your imagination.
And such a ferocious Yin spirit... What does it have to do with that water character? Is it the one who plotted against him at the train station? if not…
The situation in Gucheng County is even more bizarre.
Perhaps this paranormal incident is just the tip of the iceberg.
"Is it? You'll know when you see it. Cultivators have some intuition. If Lao Dao finds that he can't hold it anymore, he will definitely leave a reminder to the next person."
At this moment, the car stopped.
What appeared in front of me was a piece of isolation tape, not ordinary tape, but a fine iron chain with talismans and bells tied. The surroundings were obviously emptied, except for the police and armed police, no one could be seen.
Such a strong yin qi... Even Qin Ye's heart beat faster, impermanence high-level... He was only one step away from the judge... What kind of tragic incident happened here, so that this specter could dig into the ground every night, and wanted to rush to the sun at any time.
Seeing this group of people come down, everyone around them gave a military salute. Lu Ping nodded, took the lead, and walked in with a group of people.
The isolation belt separates a street. As soon as he turned around, Qin Ye's eyes jumped.
It was a construction site. There were circles all around. But there was no mechanical sound at the moment. There was only silence.
Hundreds of soldiers and policemen, armed with live ammunition, all aimed at the construction site. The construction site is not big, much smaller than the community in the provincial capital city. But at this moment... it seems that life and death are isolated, and within the siege is the world of fierce spirits.
Qin Ye looked up and saw that the greening of the small county town is very good. The surrounding green trees are shady, all banyan trees with huge canopies.
In the clear sky and daylight, there are hundreds of living people around, compared to the silence of this morgue. The sound of the specter scratching the leaves like the door, moving in silence, makes people inexplicably creepy.
"Old Chen." As soon as they arrived, three white coats came over. However, the moment he saw Qin Ye, he gasped, his face turned red, and there was no place to put the documents in his hands. After a few seconds, he remembered that he had his hands on his chest and whispered excitedly, "See you at SRC. , The trainee researcher is silent, I have seen the senior investigator!"
"Don't be too polite, let's take a look at the situation first." After Qin Ye nodded, this time he was in the front and entered the construction site first.
There is only one exit at this moment in the huge siege, and the other places are chained layer by layer. The moment they entered, Qin Ye's pupils shrank!
"Woo..." I don't know if it was the cry of the wind or the wailing of people, a faint sound resounded through everyone's earphones. In the next second, the top of the head was dark, and it immediately returned to light. Just as the sun was swallowed by a tengu in an instant.
The temperature suddenly dropped several degrees, I am afraid it is 20 degrees outside, and there is only fifteen or sixteen here at most! The construction machinery parked in all directions is like a tall coffin. Under the shadows, I wonder if it is an illusion, as if... a shadow moved
And right in front of them, there is a huge pit, which is where the foundation is laid. It was obviously an ordinary pit, but when Qin Ye looked at it at the moment, he saw... a raging fire in the sky!
It seemed that there were eighteen layers of hell below, and endless flames sounded wildly with heart-piercing screams. And on the edge of the fire pit, there are at least dozens or hundreds of charred hands! Desperately crawling there, twisting, crying, and then entering the bottom of the pit in an extremely strange posture.
It's like there were hundreds of people crawling on the edge of the fire pit just now, screaming to climb out, and finally... screaming and falling into hell.
"Fire?" Qin Ye remained calm. After the judge, he could see the ins and outs of Yin spirits at a glance. This was something he didn't expect, and Arthas didn't say anything.
Can only say, is it worthy of being a real bad boy? It's not the same as these coquettish bitches next to you...
"I don't know why the level of yin is not clear." Suddenly, a silent voice sounded on the side of the ear. At the same time, all the illusions in front of Qin Ye's eyes disappeared. He looked at the gossip-like compass in Silent's hand and went straight to the pit to look down.
wow…
At this moment, if countless people were whispering, thousands of ghosts would cry, and Qin Ye... also saw a scene that made his heart beat faster.
Thousands of people pit!
The bottom of the pit is five or six meters high from the ground, and below... there are no stones, but... corpses covered with bones!
Mixed in the yellow sand, there are various postures, skulls, ribcages... and so on. Just looking at it makes your scalp tingle!
What's even weirder...they're all wearing clothes! Brand new clothes!
It is not appropriate to say that they are brand new. They are wearing floral shirts and white coats from the 1940s and 1950s. Every one of them is exactly the same as that year! Not even damaged at all!
It shouldn't be!
Buried in the ground for so many years, these things should have been rotten long ago, but now... It's like a pair of eyes that refuse to close even if they die, just staring at these people!
"Latest news." A silent, trembling voice sounded in his ears: "Actually... before the leather chemical factory, or even the mass grave, here... there is a period of past... "
He took a deep breath: "During the Anti-Japanese War, here... was the Eighth Silk Reeling Factory in Jiangsu and Zhejiang colonized by the Japanese army."
"One thousand two hundred employees, all women. One week before the end of the war, they disappeared."