"Death Inquisitor!" Shi Xing pointed at the sky and scolded angrily: "Do you think I am unworthy to stand under the lights? You and he, why do you think I can only stay in the dark?"

Rumble...

The thunder roared in the sky, and a moment later a golden thunderbolt fell down, which just fell on the top of the fashionable head, and he fell to the ground.

There has never been any evil person, and he can still be safe after insulting Ye Chen.

When the fall to the ground is over, he just seems to be stiff, but whoever will become such a sinful and unreasonable sinful person is certainly not a worthy person.

Those people with pistols covered with blood only have their own interests in their hearts. As for their so-called righteousness, everything is based on interests.

Without interest, nothing will be left.

When he stood up again, the fashionable body exuded a burnt smell.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he dared not say anything.

But the hope in his eyes has not completely dissipated, or in his heart, no matter what, there is still a trace of desire for life.

Is it because he still has too much money to spend, or is there a lot of enjoyment that he has not tried? Maybe, all right. However, it is not important now. What is important is that such shameless faith supports him, and finally he continued to move forward.

It's just that there was already darkness all around, and all he could see was only the blurry time.

After another walk, he suddenly saw the candlelight, although it was very dim, but for him, it was already the brightest thing in the world at this moment.

When he could not find the exit, this was his only choice.

His footsteps were quicker, but he couldn't hold on for too long, and his physical strength was no longer enough.

Fortunately, he wasn't too far away, so he walked to the place where candlelight was emitted before he could not support himself and fell to the ground.

This is a very old wooden house, the whole structure is all wood.

Only the two stones underneath the two large stone pillars in front of the door had nothing to do with the wood.

The wooden threshold is very high, almost half a meter high, and it is estimated that the average child cannot cross it.

The main door of the living room is closed, and two smaller rooms are connected to the side of the living room. It seems to be the bedroom.

Many old houses used to be like this, with more than one entrance door, and maybe two or three doors in different rooms.

At this time, only the living room and the room on the right radiate candlelight, while the room on the left is black.

He didn't need to think too much to know if the person was in a room.

Just fashionable knocking on the door in the living room. It was better to knock on the door in the room on the right, and no one answered him.

He could only shout, "Is there anyone at home? Fellow? Is anyone at home? I'm a lost guest here, I want to ask for directions..."

He shouted several times in succession, and no one answered him.

Fashionable brows were locked up. This wild country wai, he is still on death trial. If it was not because he could not find another place, he would not come to such a strange place and ask for directions.

As a result, there is candlelight here, but there is no one, this...

The distraught fashionable can't help but took out his phone, wanting to see if there is any signal now.

It is a pity that his mobile phone still has no signal, even if he wants to call for help, there is no way to make a call.

A glance at the time, it is now 11:59 at night.

When he just put the phone in his pocket, he creaked and the door of the room on the left was pushed open. It was a room without a half-point light source...

At this time, through the gaps in his pockets, Shi Xing just saw that it was zero in the morning.

Someone came out, but for his fashion, it was a thing that made him feel hairy.

From the room without candlelight came a stooped old woman with white hair and very long hair that hung down disturbedly and could not see her face clearly.

She was dressed in pure black and looked very simple. She held an oil lamp in her hand. This night looks not like a person but a bit like a dead person.

Fashionable swallowed his mouth, he wanted to turn around and ran, but he also knew that if he ran, he probably couldn’t find this place anymore. At that time, even if he wanted to find someone Asking directions is an impossible thing.

"Hello, old lady." A smile appeared on the fashionable face: "I'm lost in this neighborhood, so I want to ask for directions. I'm sorry to disturb you at night."

In other words, he wouldn't talk to others so politely, even when facing an old man.

"That's it." The old man spoke, very hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time: "Then your luck is really bad, this is not where you should come."

The fashionable body shuddered, and he couldn't help thinking of the words where he shouldn't come. He is now a living person, and a place where living people should not come...

Is this a ghost town?

"We are very remote here. It is very difficult to go out now. There are no cars here and the terrain is more complicated. If no one leads the way, you outsiders can't go out."

As long as it's not a ghost town...Fashion is a little relieved, as long as the other party is a person, he doesn't have to worry too much.

"My old lady is too old. I can't walk at night this night. My legs and feet are not easy to pull. I can't take you out."

Fashionable frowned slightly. It was still too dangerous for him, so he still wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

As long as there was a little possibility, he didn't want to give up simply.

"Old lady, are there any other people in your family? I have a hurry today, so I still have to go to the city."

The old woman shook her head: "My son is not at home, he will not come back tomorrow morning, my wife is dead, and I am the only one left at home."

Looking at the old man who was trembling and walking, Fashion also knew that he would be hopeless if he wanted to go out today.

He is not without doubting the old man’s words, but he really can’t get out of it now, and there is no way to contact the outside world. The possibility of going out is basically equal to no.

"I think you should stay with me today for the night. Wait until tomorrow morning when my son comes back. The two of you have had breakfast. I will let him take you out."

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