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Hair
Jiang Chuxu sent the received message to Ding Yucheng, and Ding Yucheng replied quickly.
[Ding Yucheng]: Recently, colleagues in the department have been investigating people who may be targets of the K organization. One of them lives in Huaishu Village. We suspect that this is also the work of the K organization.
The special department is now thinking that the person sending the message may not be the person seeking help, but most likely someone from the K organization, whose purpose is to lure Jiang Chuxu over.
The last incident must have made K’s people very angry, and this time they might do something to Jiang Chuxu.
【Jiang Chuxu】: Don't worry, I can't be completely unprepared.
Jiang Chuxu is not a person who likes to be arrogant, and she also wants to return to her own world and will not put herself in a dangerous situation.
Ding Yucheng: Okay, we will also have other colleagues from the department stay nearby.
Just after receiving the message from Yucheng, a phone call came in the next second. Jiang Chuxu picked up the phone and found that it was a colleague from the special department who had arrived downstairs and was ready to take Jiang Chuxu to Huaishu Village.
It takes at least an hour to get from here to Huaishu Village, even if you are speeding the entire time.
Jiang Chuxu looked at the scenery outside the window while waiting for "User 3312" to send her another message.
She felt it was strange from the moment this person chose to send her a private message instead of connecting online.
Those who know her abilities must also know that she can solve problems through the screen. Live broadcast is definitely safer than sending private messages. With so many people sending her private messages, how can that person be sure that she will see it?
Besides, she had said from the beginning that she would first reach out to those who felt the final yin energy and were most in need of help. If it was really as urgent as this person said, he should not have chosen the private message that was least likely to be seen.
Jiang Chuxu sorted out his logic and became more certain that the man did it on purpose, but he was not sure whether K wanted to continue to recruit her or get rid of her this time.
The car sped through the night, and the city lights outside the window rapidly receded, eventually being replaced by thick darkness and rolling hills.
We are getting closer and closer to Huaishu Village.
Wang Lei, the co-pilot, glanced at Jiang Chuxu through the rearview mirror and said, "Comrade Jiang, we'll be there in about ten minutes. Our colleagues on the periphery have already set up surveillance."
Jiang Chuxu nodded, then clicked on the private message.
In the private messages in the background, the avatar of [User 3312] is still gray, and the last message remains on that voice message.
She turned off the live broadcast before leaving, and can turn it on again now.
But there is one more thing before we start.
She thought silently in her heart: "System, can you prevent my live broadcast from being seen by the people of Organization K?"
[Yes, 100 merit points will be deducted]
Is this possible?
Jiang Chuxu had an idea and was about to ask the system for a personnel information of the K organization. The system seemed to guess what she wanted to ask and added another sentence.
[The personnel information system cannot provide information, which is illegal]
Jiang Chuxu: ...
The system told her it was illegal?
But this was probably just an excuse, so she didn't dwell on it too much. It didn't matter whether it existed or not.
Those people would definitely disguise themselves before coming here. Moreover, they basically operate overseas, so those who can be caught here are not important figures.
On the one hand, she didn't let the K organization see her live broadcast in order to create an information gap. Now the K organization is in the dark and she is in the light, so she must create some panic and suspicion among K's people.
On the other hand, it was to give K a little illusion, making them mistakenly believe that she had mastered all their information.
Jiang Chuxu was thinking, but without any delay, he started the live broadcast directly.
[The anchor is broadcasting again? ]
[The background is so dark, it seems like I’m in a car]
[Are you going out?]
"Going somewhere to take care of something." Jiang Chuxu spoke concisely to the camera, his voice still clear amidst the noise of the engine.
Without further explanation, she simply fixed her phone on the bracket and pointed the camera at the dark village road ahead.
"The whole process is live."
The car stopped in a secluded place some distance from the village entrance and turned off the engine.
After Jiang Chuxu turned off the live broadcast, Wang Lei said, "Comrade Jiang, we're here."
"Yeah." Jiang Chuxu unbuckled her seat belt, picked up Xiao Hei who was curled up on her legs, pushed the door and got out of the car.
The night wind in the mountain village carries the moisture of the soil and grass, and is icy cold, several times colder than in the city.
She took the phone off the stand and held it in her hand. The camera swayed slightly with her steps, capturing the outline of the village ahead.
The dim moonlight outlined the blurry silhouettes of the low buildings.
This village is so quiet
[The dogs aren't barking...something's wrong]
Although dogs are not necessarily kept in the village, it is unusual for it to be so quiet.
[Anchor, be careful]
In Jiang Chuxu's vision, the entire Huaishu Village was shrouded in yin energy, which flowed slowly like a substance.
Deep in the village, there seems to be an even stronger yin energy. There is a relatively concentrated area of old houses, including a two-story house. The yin energy there is dark red.
"Go there first."
Jiang Chuxu whispered something to the camera. His voice was calm, but it made the audience in the live broadcast room feel nervous.
She held Xiao Hei in her arms and walked silently towards the two-story tiled house.
The mobile phone camera faithfully recorded the narrow and bumpy dirt road, the houses with closed doors and windows on both sides, and the dead silent village.
There was only the sound of her footsteps and the wind rustling through the weeds.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the audience in the live broadcast room all had a strange feeling.
There seemed to be people behind the windows of the houses on both sides of the road.
More than one viewer said this. If Jiang Chuxu saw the barrage, he would definitely say that the audience was right, because there was indeed something in the houses on both sides.
These gazes were filled with malice, but they might have been hesitant about something, they just stared without making any other moves.
The two-story tiled house soon appeared in the camera. It was slightly larger than the surrounding houses and more dilapidated.
The courtyard wall was made of low adobe, one corner of which had collapsed. The gate was open at an angle, and it was pitch black inside.
The windows of the tiled house were covered with thick dust, and not a single ray of light could penetrate.
The dark red evil energy seeped out from the gaps in the doors and windows like a living thing, entwining itself around the dilapidated door frame and mottled walls.
Jiang Chuxu stopped at the gate, his camera focused on the dark gate and the house behind it.
"Is this the place?" She seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be asking someone.
In the last voice message sent by [User 3312], the creepy "rustling" sound seemed to ring in my ears again.
She stepped into the yard.
There was dry, hard mud under my feet, which made a slight creaking sound when I stepped on it.
The camera follows her movements, sweeping across the empty courtyard. In the corners of the courtyard are piles of broken clay pots, and there's a dry well, its edge covered in moss. Everything is dead and gloomy.
This house looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, but it also seems like someone stayed here not long ago.
She walked towards the main door of the tile-roofed house.
It was a wooden door painted with low-quality green paint, most of which had peeled off, revealing the wood inside.
The door was ajar, leaving a gap as wide as a palm. Inside was a thick darkness that looked extremely dangerous.
Jiang Chuxu stretched out his hand, but instead of pushing it open immediately, he knocked lightly on the cold wooden door twice with his knuckles.
Tap, tap.
The knock on the door suddenly sounded in the courtyard, with a hollow echo that spread far away.
I got goosebumps.
[I don’t want to push the door, but I also want to push the door]
[Anchor I'm afraid]
Inside the door, there was dead silence, no response, only a faint sweet and fishy smell in the air.
Just then.
“Rustle…”
Without warning, an extremely slight friction sound came from the crack of the door.
The sound was fine, like countless tiny objects crawling and rubbing quickly on a dry floor.
It's exactly the same creepy voice as the one in [User 3312]'s voice!
Perhaps the so-called user 3312 sent the voice message here.
The live broadcast room's barrage was instantly flooded with horrified "Fuck" and "Here Comes"
Jiang Chuxu held the phone steadily, with the camera pointed at the crack in the door without moving.
There was still no expression on her face, but the little black boy in her arms turned his ears sharply towards the door and made a very low gurgling sound in his throat.
“Rustle…”
The sound is getting clearer and closer!
It was as if the thing that made the sound was crawling quickly towards the door from the darkness inside.
Suddenly, a pale, withered hand stretched out from the darkness under the door, with five fingers spread out, tightly grasping the ground.
The hand was bloodless, the skin was close to the bones, and the joints were twisted and deformed, as if it had been stretched by something.
It dug into the ground tightly, its nails scraping against the rough cement, making a harsh sound.
Immediately afterwards, a second hand stretched out from the crack in the door, equally pale and withered, also clinging to the ground tightly!
He dug with both hands, as if trying to pull his entire body out from the crack in the door.
The door panel creaked under the heavy weight.
What's inside the door?
The rustling sound should not be made by the object that was stretched out.
At this suffocating moment, a cat's cry full of pure deterrence burst out from Xiao Hei's throat.
"Bang!"
The two ghost hands clinging to the door threshold bounced back violently as if they were hit by an invisible hammer.
A shrill sound could be heard faintly through the door.
The door panel banged open with a clang, as if it was hit by something and completely opened inwards.
A gust of wind with a strong musty smell suddenly rushed out from the dark door.
Jiang Chuxu stood at the door, his cell phone camera steadily shining into the house. He turned on the flashlight, and the pale beam of light pierced the thick darkness.
Wherever the beam of light reached, there was a ground covered with dust and cobwebs, and a few scattered pieces of worn-out furniture.
Opposite the door is a black wooden staircase leading to the second floor.
There seemed to be some black stuff piled up under the stairs.
The camera slowly moved, and a pale beam of light swept across the ground.
Suddenly, the beam of light froze.
The objects beneath the stairs revealed their true form in the light.
It's hair!
A tangle of long, greasy, black hair.
The hair was piled there like a bunch of seaweed.
Between the hair, a few grayish-white things with dried blood stains could be vaguely seen.
scalp!
The camera zoomed in a little, and everyone in the live broadcast room could clearly see that the edges of the pieces of things had traces of tearing, and even a little residual subcutaneous tissue could be seen.
The strong fishy smell seemed to penetrate the screen.
【vomit--】
[Scalp, really scalp! ]
【I’m going to throw up what I just ate! 】
[The anchor is leaving, this is too disgusting]
“Rustle…”
That creepy sound rang out again, and this time, it came from above!
It was like someone was dragging a clump of hair across the ceiling.
The camera jerked upwards.
I saw something hanging down at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.
Those are strands of hair!
The hair fell silently from the second floor like a black waterfall, becoming more and more abundant and denser.
Xiao Hei arched his back, his fur stood up, and a threatening growl came from his throat. His golden cat eyes were fixed on the falling black hair.
Jiang Chuxu took a small step back. The sound of his shoes rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh. The flashlight was still shining on the stairs.
The draping curtain of hair moved.
It wasn't the wind that was blowing them, but it was like something was fiddling with them from behind.
Strands of hair were separated by an invisible force, revealing a gap.
Quiet.
It seemed like the thing just lifted the hair.
A strong sense of being watched came over me.
There seems to be something behind the hair.
Suddenly, an eye suddenly squeezed out from the gap in the hair curtain!
Those are not the eyes of a living person.
Turbid, grayish-white, and bloodshot, the pupil shrank into a black dot the size of a needle tip. There was not a trace of human emotion, only pure madness.
It just stared down at Jiang Chuxu below through its hanging hair without blinking.
"Hiss."
An extremely dry inhalation sound, as if the vocal cords were rubbed by sandpaper, came from above very faintly, accompanied by a continuous rustling sound.
wrong.
It seems like there's something else.
Not behind that hair, but behind her!
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