Chapter 239 Back then
Chapter 239 Back then

Jiang Li listened quietly. Yu Wenxuan did not hide his use of her at all.

Even... a little complacent.

"Why did you come to save me? Aren't you afraid that the ghost in the ancestral hall has terrible powers?"

Jiang Li looked at Yu Wenxuan seriously, not missing any of his expressions.

Yu Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Jiang Li and said, "Ghosts? They are not ghosts."

This sentence finally made Jiang Li, who was feeling a little depressed, show an incredible look.

"Not a ghost?"

Just as Jiang Li said this, suddenly... the door was pushed open.

The sound of rain came into the house. Jiang Li and Yu Wenxuan's expressions changed. Yu Wenxuan slowly moved back, ready to find a place to escape.

At the door, the figure in the rain stood straight and looked... a little thin.

The two of them stared at him, and the more they looked at him, the more familiar he looked.

Soon, the figure walked into the room and closed the door.

"Huh...where's Lu Guo?"

Bai Yanliang asked casually while brushing the rain off his body.

Jiang Li looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Bai!"

Then, she thought of Lu Guo again and her mood became depressed again.

"Lu Guo...something happened."

In fact, when Bai Yanliang saw Jiang Li’s expression, he knew that Lu Guo was in trouble.

Jiang Li quickly told him what had just happened, and everything sounded so unbelievable.

"I see……"

Lu Guo’s appearance flashed through Bai Yanliang’s mind.

In fact, at the beginning of this mission, he felt that something was wrong with Lu Guo.

Compared with the past, this time he seemed more irritable, irritable, erratic, and reckless. This was not the general impression that Lu Guo left on everyone.

Originally, Bai Yanliang didn’t think much about it, because everyone has secrets, and perhaps such changes were brought about by Lu Guo’s secret, but now it seems... Lu Guo may go to hell with his secret.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now? You seemed so happy."

Bai Yanliang also sat down, as he also needed to recover his strength.

Having a good chat?
Jiang Li glanced at Yu Wenxuan. She didn't think she had a very happy chat with him just now...

But when Bai Yanliang mentioned this, Jiang Li thought of what Yu Wenxuan had just said.

"You said they weren't ghosts?"

"Of course." Yu Wenxuan affirmed.

This was also the first time that Bai Yanliang heard such a statement. Based on his understanding of Yu Wenxuan, this man must have discovered some crucial clues to speak so confidently.

In fact, Bai Yanliang admires Yu Wenxuan very much. Perhaps most people in the fog gathering cannot accept some of Yu Wenxuan's practices, but Bai Yanliang doesn't care.

For example, in a mission in the past world, thirteen people in the Liu family compound were killed. This is something that only thugs and murderers would do.

Even if ordinary people stay in the fog collection for a long time, it is difficult for them to attack their own kind. After all, compared to the time they spend in the fog collection, they have lived in the real world for much longer, and some deep-rooted ideas cannot be changed in a short period of time.

Therefore, Yu Wenxuan became an outlier without a doubt.

He himself didn't seem to care about this matter. Moreover, although he would attack the "NPCs" in the mission, he had never murdered his companions. Everyone saw this. Therefore, even for someone like Li Mu, the criminal police in the real world tolerated him for the time being.

Perhaps Bai Yanliang is the only one who is inclined to agree with Yu Wenxuan's approach.

It’s just… in order to make himself look normal, his every move, every subtle expression, and the way he deals with people and things are all imitating another person, Bai Yanren.

In fact, the real him looks like Xu Zhifei on the surface, but in some ways he is more like Yu Wenxuan. They know right from wrong, but the boundary between good and evil is very vague...

"Look."

Yu Wenxuan casually threw out a yellowed booklet with four small red words written on it.

Work notes.

This booklet looked quite old. Bai Yanliang picked up his cell phone, turned on the flashlight, and opened the booklet.

Jiang Li also came over, and the two of them quickly finished reading the not-so-long booklet.

But what was recorded was very bizarre.

According to the records in this booklet, a major event happened in Zhongyuan Village twelve years ago.

All the villagers suddenly suffered from severe stomach pains. They couldn’t even straighten their backs, and the pain didn’t get better even after many days.

The village chief had no choice but to send someone with milder symptoms to the county town to find a doctor.

The road was not easy to travel back then. It took a day and a night to go there and back.

By the time the doctor arrived at the village, the plague had already broken out.

Large areas of villagers were rotting and flies were flying everywhere.

They bit the beasts in the village like crazy.

Pigs, dogs, chickens, ducks...all the livestock were bitten to death by them and then eaten alive.

The doctor was terrified and was about to leave on the spot, but something unexpected happened.

All the villagers whose bodies were covered with festering wounds suddenly died collectively, lying dead in the village.

Only a very small number of people survived.

And those who survived, without exception, were all over 50 years old.

Their mental state seemed relatively normal and their bodies were not that decomposed.

The doctor prescribed them some anti-inflammatory drugs and left in a hurry, then called the police.

Later... all the bodies of those who died mysteriously were cremated on the spot, and their ashes were scattered in the Yudai River that passed by the village.

Since then, all the young and strong people in Zhongyuan Village have died, and the village has become a forbidden place in the eyes of outsiders. Only a group of lonely old people are left quietly waiting for death...

After reading it, Jiang Li felt a little heavy in his heart.

"Li Changshan..."

Bai Yanliang suddenly murmured the name.

Jiang Li looked at him in surprise. "Isn't this the man who was sent to the county town to seek medical treatment? Is there something wrong with him?"

Yu Wenxuan put away the yellowed booklet and said, "Do you remember the old man who led us?"

The old man who led the way...

Of course Jiang Li didn't forget him so quickly. She remembered... the old man asked everyone to just call him Old Li.

Old Li... Old Li... Li Changshan? !
Is he the Li Changshan from that year?

Jiang Li shuddered. Could it be that... Li Changshan, who led them, was really a ghost?
"Where did you find it?"

Bai Yanliang suddenly looked at Yu Wenxuan and pointed at the booklet in Yu Wenxuan's hand.

"In that old house where no one lives." Yu Wenxuan glanced at Jiang Li and said with a smile, "I just wanted to play a little joke on Miss Jiang at the time, but I didn't expect to find this in the house by accident."

Jiang Li ignored him. If the events recorded in this booklet were true, then Yu Wenxuan's statement that these villagers were not ghosts was indeed true.

They are still people.

But... he is a sick person.

(End of this chapter)