The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

"Amazing."

"Is this fake? What software was used to set it up?"

The Town God's Temple is a bit lively today, everyone around Zhang Qiuyue is all surprised and confused.

Many people watched the video she shot and saw the picture of the baby. When the older generation saw it, they all said it was the apparition of the City God, but most of the younger generation didn't believe it. They thought it was something tampered with.

Seeing that people around you have different opinions and expressions, each holds his own opinion.

It's just that this kind of movement immediately attracted the attention of the City God Temple Fair personnel, and they came to persuade the evacuated crowd.

"Beauty, why don't you..." A young temple fair volunteer expressed to Zhang Qiuyue not to cause any more disturbance and put away the camera.

Zhang Qiuyue opened her mouth to say that she had a reason.

However, after seeing many people attracting attention, especially the little baby who became the focus and caused inconvenience, she immediately realized that it would not be good for her to continue.

"This grandma is sorry."

Zhang Qiuyue apologized to the little baby's grandma, and after getting forgiveness, put away the camera and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, other people dispersed one after another and went about their own business. Only those who had seen the contents of the camera were still discussing in place, amazed, and even an old man was playing on WeChat, and had already taken pictures and sent them to relatives.

outside the temple.

Zhang Qiuyue kept looking back and forth at the camera content.

"This." She couldn't calm down, and she had a plan to upload this video when she went back today.

wow wow...

The familiar crying of a baby sounded not far away.

This is the little baby crying. She has been crying since she was taken out of the temple by grandma, and grandma couldn't coax her no matter how hard she tried.

Suddenly, the baby's crying stopped abruptly, as if she saw something eye-catching, and then she smiled, resting her little head on grandma's shoulder, looking at the greenery beside the wall of the Town God's Temple not far behind grandma, it was two green tree.

The little baby was quiet, smiling sweetly, staring there with big eyes without blinking.

As grandma walked away, the baby's eyes slowly closed, as if he had fallen asleep and fell asleep.

And from the beginning to the end, she has been facing between the two trees, there is nothing there, nothing, if there is anything, it is air.

Zhang Qiuyue was terrified.

She witnessed it all... this time I read it right, I must have read it right!

Zhang Qiuyue swears that the little baby must have seen something, and this thing is probably the same as what she saw in the Chenghuangye Temple!

"There's something there." Zhang Qiuyue looked at that place vigorously.

After a while.

Zhang Qiuyue looked lonely.

The next moment, she thought of one thing... Oops, I forgot to record the scene just now.

She was so shocked that she forgot to write down the little baby's subsequent actions.

"Go find that child." Zhang Qiuyue walked towards her grandma. She thought of one thing. To upload the video, she must obtain the consent of the person concerned. She needs to ask for opinions.

the other side.

Just when Zhang Qiuyue left, the moment she turned around.

A figure appeared between the two green trees, Ruya stood there, looking at the direction where the baby was leaving with a smile, there was a golden halo on his fingertips, mysterious and simple.

"What a lovely little fellow."

An Yuyuan smiled between his teeth.

The little guy was crying all the time, which made him feel bad, and finally had to show up again to comfort him.

"May your future generations be free from disease, calamity, and pain." An Yuyuan touched the void with his fingertips, and as if a dragonfly touched water, a drop-like glow appeared on the belly of his middle finger. With a flick of his fingers, the fluorescent light flew out and disappeared into the distance between the baby's eyebrows.

At this moment, the baby slept more soundly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Do it all.

An Yuyuan turned around and walked towards the Temple of the City God, his figure disappeared.

...

Night, twelve o'clock.

Mulou Village is located in a town near the southern district of Cangshi.

There were not many people on the street, and a man who was about to go home after drinking was walking unsteadily on the road.

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly felt urgent to urinate. He looked around and walked towards the shadow of the alley next to him. With a pull of his pants chain, the whole process was done in one go, and he did many things like this.

Da da--

The drinking man heard footsteps in the depths of the alley, half-closed his drunken eyes, and looked up...who?

A person was walking towards this side in the depths of the alley. As he approached, the drunk man smelled an unpleasant smell, which was rotten and rotten.

"What does it smell like? It stinks." The drinking man trembled. After urinating, he touched his trouser pockets and took out his cigarette to smoke.

After lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, the drinking man paused.

Pat——

The smoke fell to the ground, bouncing off sparks.

The drinking man's eyes widened, he turned around and ran into the distance... He caught a glimpse of someone walking from the depths of the alley, he had no head! !

The next moment, the drinking man fell to the ground.

His head was grabbed by a headless man who suddenly appeared behind him, and then he lifted it and easily took it off. The picture was extremely weird, like a picture only made in anime.

The headless man pressed his head against himself, and a sinister smile appeared on his face, but the smile froze quickly, and fell off with a snap.

The headless ghost stood there, bent slightly, as if looking at its feet.

After a second.

The headless ghost continued to walk, and disappeared in place after a few steps, extremely strange.

...

next morning.

People in Mulou Village heard the harsh sound of sirens.

"Someone died?"

A young man with glasses went out to buy breakfast, looked at the crowd of villagers in the street ahead, and was slightly stunned when he heard the words of passers-by.

Next to him was a young man with an ordinary face and a slightly fat figure.

"Pang Xiang, go take a look?" The chubby young man asked his companion Pang Xiang, a man with glasses.

As soon as the two got close, they heard a lot of people talking.

"Who died."

"The third son of the old Wang's family at the end of the village, the one who works in the electronics factory."

After Pang Xiang heard about it, he walked over to a middle-aged bald man who joined in the fun, "Uncle Zhang Guo, who is dead?"

"Huh? Pang Xiang, it's Old Wang's youngest son. Don't look over there. It's bloody and his head has been chopped off. The police over there are dealing with it..." said the bald middle-aged man named Uncle Zhang Guo.

After the fat young man heard about it, his face became more vigorous and he leaned forward even more.

It's just that when he came in, his face changed.

It wasn't because he was scared, but because of another reason. He looked at his buddy Pang Xiang and said three words, "Ghost."

heard the words.

Pang Xiang's expression didn't change, but his pupils shrank.

Then the fat young man turned around and walked to a place where no one was around, and made a call.

"I am number D303, Wen Hongwen. A ghost has been found in Mulou Village, Cang City. Let someone deal with it."

"Okay, this call has been recorded..."

After saying a few words, the chubby young man Wen Hongwen hung up the phone, and Pang Xiang also came over at this time, "I contacted the bureau, we are nearby, and we are responsible according to the rules."

"Um."

Pang Xiang nodded with an ugly face.

Wen Hongwen saw the expression of his best friend and thought of his experience, "Pang Xiang, you should know the rules, if you can solve it, you can solve it, if you can't, then..."

"I know, I won't be arrogant." Pang Xiang interrupted Wen Hongwen and shook his head.

"It's good that you understand, we ghost masters are destined to have a short life, but we can live as long as we can, which means we can solve more ghost incidents, you can kill more ghosts, and avenge your parents."

Wen Hongwen sighed.

His good friend's parents died at the hands of ghosts three years ago, and because of this incident, his friend joined the group of ghost masters, wanting to kill more ghosts and get rid of them.

"Okay, okay, you have to nag this sentence whenever you encounter a ghost incident."

"You can't stop nagging. I'm just a good friend of yours. If I die first, no one will be able to hold back your temper, so you need to nagging more to make your memory long."

Wen Hongwen laughed strangely.

"What nonsense, you will not die, we will all live." Pang Xiang frowned.

"Yes, yes, they will not die." Wen Hongwen grinned.

In his words, he was full of enthusiasm, "I want to be a top A-level ghost master, a hero who kills more ghosts and protects people more, hahaha..."

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