In the darkness.

A bright yellow candlelight ignites.

Illuminate a pair of thin and thin palms with blue and white glowing.

I held a small half of the candle in each hand, and the wax oil dripped on the skin, solidifying into oil spots.

Scream ~

The sound made when the mechanical door is opened sounded from all sides.

There seemed to be a burst of rapid footsteps mixed in between.

"Mr. Lawrence was intercepted and killed when he left Qianfan City. The aircraft we prepared was destroyed. Only traces of battle remained at the scene, and the body could not be found."

The words were a little intermittent, and the news obviously scared the people who came to report.

"The Ministry of Security or Archaeology Association can solve the problem of Lawrence's people... Have you ever checked the surveillance video?"

"The surveillance system was invaded, and the images during that period were deleted. Our people did not find airboats from the security department and Archaeological Association nearby. No modern weapons were found during the inspection of the scene. Perhaps it was the hands of people from the weird studio."

“Greek Studio?”

The candlelight shook left and right, stabilized again, and after a brief silence, the person holding the candle said again,

"It's just a struggle before death. If they were really, they didn't have to worry about it. Lawrence would not disclose his plan regardless of life or death. He just thought it was to help us delay time... The director of the epidemic prevention office that Lawrence had contacted before was still trying to recruit him, but now it seems that it has become an uncertain factor. Find someone to shut up!"

"clear."

He bowed and retreated, and the sound of footsteps went from near to far.

"continue!"

After a muffled shout, candles lit up one after another in the shadows around them.

"We walk on earth on your behalf, may your kingdom come, may your..."

The prayers that could barely be heard at first gradually turned into terrifying whispers as the candlelight dispersed.

Until all the people holding candles stop, if someone is above, you can see that the positions of these people seem to be based on a certain trajectory.

Immediately afterwards, there were suddenly sounds of messy and heavy footsteps around, as if his feet were dragging on the ground, constantly making "cracking" sounds. Not long after, more than a dozen pairs of shoes of different sizes appeared in a small area that were barely illuminated by these candlelight. The owners were different in their dress, whether they were tall, short, fat, or thin.

If there is anything similar, it is the haggard faces and dull eyes that appear under the candlelight. They stay in the dark for a long time, making their skin look sickly pale, like corpses that have crawled out of the coffin that have not yet decayed.

The black patches appeared under the cover of their clothes, and the deep and dead aura made people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts.

The person holding the candle suddenly had a free hand and put it into his robe. When he took it out, he held a few incense sticks, turned his knuckles, first broke it in his palm, then crushed it, and placed it on the candlelight and slowly sprinkled it.

Accompanied by the chanting of the spell, the incense ash fell, and under the burning of the flames, it turned into a gray mist and drifted away.

Hiding among the "crowd".

......

Late at night, as the temperature continues to drop, the moisture in the sleet gradually condenses, and eventually turns into heavy snow at midnight.

"Hey, have you heard of it?"

"What?"

“Things about warehouse No. 011 and 012.”

Two beams of light swept left and right on the road covered with snow in the storage area, and warehouse employees wearing dark green cloaks conducted routine night patrols.

This area is a warehouse and does not exist. Due to the large number of goods and the bad weather, they were asked to patrol in groups at night to ensure that some facilities and equipment in the storage area will not malfunction due to low temperatures.

The oncoming wind and snow and the trembling body made them urgently need a topic to divert attention.

"Are those two warehouses that have several large trucks?"

"You know?"

"That day happened to be my team. We cleaned the two warehouses you mentioned."

"Did you see anything in the car at that time?"

"Haha, those guys are like treasures, and they don't even need to register basic goods. I remember that those cars were parked in the warehouse before they were driven out. Those who didn't know thought that those cars were goods... You don't have any ideas about them, right? I advise you to calm down. Those are important items specially explained by the superiors. We are not even allowed to get close. If you dare to go for free, don't blame me for being punished by the superiors at that time."

He knew that the guy who was patrolling with him had a history of thieves before, and he would occasionally come here once or twice, but that was only limited to some worthless scattered goods.

"This time I'm not talking about this, but recently someone heard strange noises coming from warehouse No. 011 and 012, and it seemed that there was someone inside."

"Is there any abnormality for anyone? It would be strange if the company's people check the goods without making a sound, right?"

"Which company has ever seen a company that is catching heavy snow in the middle of the night to check goods?"

Slapping the thin snow accumulated above your head, he leaned closer to his companion two steps and said in a low voice,

"Every day, it makes noises in the early morning... I suspect that the trucks are filled with people. I mean the kind of people who are used to sell in the black market. They come to eat and pick up goods at night."

"I heard from the administrator that those goods are all required by Wu's Group to be properly kept, right?"

That being said, the people who were completely different from ordinary drivers when they drove into the warehouse that day, from temperament to eyes.

"You don't understand this. You are the one who is a large consortium and they have dozens of large warehouses that can do such work. Ordinary forces really don't have this qualification."

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense. If what you said is true, if the Wu people know this, they would think you are going to report it, and then I will do it first."

"What are you thinking? This is a storage area. I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing within two hundred meters around...what is that?"

The man looked ahead in a daze.

The other man looked along his sight.

In the white aperture scattered by the lampposts, a team of ragged "refugees" were crowded with each other. They lowered their heads, and their extremely thin torso could not hold up their clothes, so they looked like a row of skeletons moving forward silently.

The snowflakes falling all over the sky passed through their bodies and fell at their feet. The snow that should have had messy footprints was so clean that it was so shattering.

"fuck!fuck!fuck...what are you doing, let me go!"

His steps were uncontrollably retreating, as if the cold wind blowing from the cracks of his bones was about to cool his heart, but when he turned around, his wrist was grabbed by his companions.

"Don't make a noise. When participating in the event on the Ten Thousand Ghost Festival, an old man said that this must be some ghost soldiers in the story, and they want to attract souls. We must pretend that we didn't see it, otherwise we will be caught by them. You will run back and seek death."

Holding his companion's wrist tightly, he turned around slowly, turned off the searchlight,

"Now listen to me, turn my back to them, and slowly walk back."

"Don't lie to me..."

In desperation, he had to choose to believe it, turned around, pretended that nothing had happened, moved his feet, and pricked his ears and listened to the sound coming from behind.

Only the sound of the wind and the "crunching" sound made by the footsteps on the snow.

It should be fine, right?

Will the sound of snow stomping attract their attention?

Those "people" didn't follow, right?

Extreme fear caused a strong physiological reaction. The man who wanted to run at first was gasping for breath, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and his mind was full of the scene he had just seen.

"Hey, you have to stay calm, you will be discovered by them!"

Perhaps because he had heard the story of Yin Jian's use, his reaction was quite calm, but his companions around him were in a state that made him worry about whether it would harm him. While comforting him, he turned to the side and tried to stay away from him.

"The soul of fear will become the cornerstone..."

The hoarse voice came into my ears, only half of it.

The man who had just turned around had not yet understood the meaning of this sentence. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his companion beside him fall face down in the snow.

Yes, that old man's words are correct.

The people I just saw were ghost soldiers who were attracted by souls. Once they were discovered by them because they were too scared, the consequence was that their souls were taken away.

So as long as you maintain your current state and continue to move back, there will be no problem.

But before he could walk far, he could no longer walk.

The reason is very simple. At this moment, the scene that was very similar to what he had just seen appeared again. Through the clothes on those "people", it was possible to barely determine that these people were another group, and their direction of action was exactly where he was!

what to do?

Faced with the situation of blocking front and back, he had to choose to turn toward the warehouse on the side, but his face turned sideways, and a terrifying face full of dark spots occupied all his vision.

"ah!!!"

The screams were no longer suppressed, and they fell backwards on the snow. When their bodies swayed, their eyes fell on the two teams of "people".

In a trance.

The shapes of those "humans" are like water mirrors that throw stones into them and are broken in an instant.

As reflected in his pupils, more than a dozen disgusting monsters crowded together, they howled hungrily and rushed towards him.

"The soul of fear will become the cornerstone...death is eternity!"

The last moment of life.
Chapter completed!