Host Refuses Treatment

"It's really a ghost! I didn't lie to you!" The girl who was in the same room with the dead girl shrank in the corner. No matter how her companion tried to pull her up, she shook her head and refused.

The companions present are all college students who have received advanced education. Most of them are atheists. They sneered at the neurotic behavior of the girl, thinking that she was scared and insane just because the people who lived together had something wrong.

But the people in the village didn't think so. They said that they were feudal and superstitious, and it was very disturbing to hear the girls, especially the old people who had heard some rumors.

"No, the village chief, this sounds weird. Just in case, I think it's better for us to find a master. Since Mr. Li passed away, our village has not been able to afford this. Characters, now the best choice is to go to the nearby village to find Mrs. Liu..." The older villager suggested to the village chief.

"Yes, yes..." The villagers agreed.

"What you said makes sense, Xiao Zhao, please take a trip." The village chief named a young man.

"Good village chief!" The young man called Xiao Zhao responded, and when he turned and was about to leave, a person from outside ran over in a panic.

"It's not good! Something has happened!"

Everyone raised their hearts with a thud, including the students who seemed disapproving before.

"There was a thick fog outside the village for no apparent reason. Many individuals tried to get out, but in the end they all came back! We seem to be unable to get out!"

"what?"

"How can it be!"

The crowd suddenly exploded. After the young and strong guy reacted, he immediately rushed out. At this moment, the male lead and his party also felt a little panic, and followed the crowd.

On the periphery of the village, thick fog appeared inexplicably like a barrier, blocking the way for people to go out.

Many people did not believe in evil and tried again and again, trying to be able to rush out of the thick fog. In the fog, they could not see their fingers, and moved forward by feeling, but without exception, they all returned to what they started. place.

Ghost hit the wall? This term came to mind in the minds of old people with a little experience.

Huo Junyi also had to admit that this was an evil thing at this moment. If people get lost in the mist, this is normal, but the lost people can return to the original place without partiality, which is very wrong.

She thought about it, and went into the mist alone.

At this moment, she felt the thick fog that people who came back said. It is indeed impossible to discern the direction at all, but she is a professional military school. She has also been trained in combat in this environment. She has enough confidence. , At least he will not go back to the original direction.

Slowly groping in the mist, she suddenly felt something wrong behind her, almost the reaction ability she had developed on the battlefield for many years, causing her to flash sideways, and a sound of breaking through the air brushed her. In the ear!

The next second, she took out something dark from her arms, and without looking at it, she pulled the trigger through the perception just now.

"Bump!" A muffled muffled sound, accompanied by a harsh scream sounded one after another.

what? ! Huo Junyi's heart jumped and looked around warily.

However, after a long time, nothing happened, Huo Junyi cautiously walked to the place where the scream just came out, there was nothing.

That can't be her own illusion, Huo Junyi thought, but the voice just now, the speed of the sneak attack, is really not like a normal person should have!

This kind of thinking is a bit absurd, but at this moment she has to make her think about it.

I don't know where the thing that attacked her just now is. I haven't found its body, which means it is still alive. I don't know if it has escaped or is watching him silently somewhere in the dark.

Huo Junyi guarded against the danger that might appear at any time, while groping to move on. I don't know how long she walked, she vaguely heard movement from a distance, and the fog gradually became thinner.

Coming out soon! Huo Junyi quickened her pace, but she felt cold as she walked, because the conversations she heard were very familiar, the voices of people in the village!

She came back! Huo Junyi looked solemn and walked to the same anxious and sad villagers.

"Neither can you?" The village chief sighed.

"Miss Huo Er has failed. It seems that we really can't get out..." Huo Junyi, who was pinned the best hope, also failed, undoubtedly pouring a bottle of cold water in the hearts of the villagers.

"How can I find Mrs. Liu if I can't get out?" Some people present were quite flustered, "This must be a ghost hitting a wall! Didn't Mr. Li mention the practice of encountering a ghost hitting a wall when he was alive?"

"I have tried all of them. The methods Mr. Li said when he was alive have tried all of them, but they didn't work at all..."

"What about the Li family girl? When she was a child, she was brought up by Mr. Li, what would she do?" Someone thought of Li Xiuqing.

When Huo Junyi heard this, her heart suddenly became uncomfortable. There was only one family named Li in the whole village, so it was self-evident who they were talking about.

Xiuqing is just a young girl who has just grown up, and they actually want to pull her into the water!

"The village chief, what are they talking about, Mr. Li?" Huo Junyi asked the village chief.

"Mr. Li is terrific. He is a celestial master with the righteous inheritance. In the past, our village had weddings and funerals, or encountered any unclean things, and relied on Mr. Li's help. What a pity, Mr. Li's son Unwilling to inherit the ancestral inheritance, the Li family’s inheritance was cut short, but I used to hear Mr. Li say that his little granddaughter was very talented, but it was a pity that he was brought to the city by her father. Maybe Mr. Li taught Xiuqing’s child something. Go and ask her.” The village chief had a respectful tone, but in a dark place where no one could see, his expression had disdain.

Huo Junyi didn't believe this theory of gods and ghosts, mainly because her instructors and instructors sneered at it. They felt that it was better to ask for themselves than for gods on the battlefield.

But since Xiuqing's grandfather did this, she also paid attention not to tell her some things, because she was afraid that the little girl would misunderstand what prejudice she had against her grandfather's profession.

"Ah!" Just as Huo Junyi thought, a girl's exclamation suddenly came not far away. "Senior! Your arm!"

The eyes of the crowd were attracted, and saw the male protagonist who had just entered the mist, clutching his arms and escaping, there was a long blood port on his arm, and black blood was flowing out of the wound.

"The fourth one!" the companion asked the man who went in with him.

"I don't know..." The male lead's expression was still flustered, "After we entered, something suddenly popped out. I was hiding so fast that I only injured my arm, but the fourth child..."

The male lead looked in pain and said: "I only heard his screams, and then there was no more movement. I looked for him, but I almost got lost in it and couldn't find it..."

There are many bad things...

After listening to the male lead, he looked at the hideous wound on his arm again. Everyone felt that the missing boy might not be able to return.

"Your arm is poisoned. I'm afraid it was on the claws of the monster. You need to be treated in time. Otherwise, it's hard to say." The village head squinted and looked at the male lead's arm.

The male protagonist paled, and hurriedly asked, "So what can be done?"

The village chief shook his head, "After Mr. Li passed away, there will be no one who knows this. The goddess Liu from the next village will also treat him, but now we can't go out, or ask Xiuqing girl, and see if her grandfather has stayed. What's next."

As if grasping the straw, the hero hurriedly said, "Where do you say Miss Li lives?"

"I remember that Xiuqing lives in your Huoyatou house now, right?" the village chief asked.

"Yes." Huo Junyi nodded with a frown.

"Then please take the guests to find her."