On a rainy night, the ruined farm was filled with ghosts, and a crazy and brutal man holding an axe chased the guests staying there.

What a typical horror movie scene, the atmosphere couldn't be more authentic. But compared to the panicking protagonist, Jian Jing was very calm at this moment.

The beginning of the mission pointed out the case of that year, and the death of the five teenagers was inseparable from the farm. However, Reed's investigation showed that Frank had an alibi.

Even if the teenagers did not die on the night of their disappearance, Frank was not at the farm, so how could he kidnap and imprison them? Little Frank was less than 10 years old at the time.

Unless, they took the initiative to sneak into the farm, were trapped somewhere by the agency, and were killed tragically after being missing for several days. But in this case, contradictions appear.

The autopsy report in 1992 stated that the boys had died at the latest at dawn on the night they disappeared.

However, Frank did not return to his farm until around noon.

This case is obviously quite bizarre.

Jian Jing dodged old Frank's axe and raised her leg to do a back kick - considering the security in the United States, she upgraded her fighting skills long before coming here.

At present, her fighting card has been upgraded to advanced.

[Name: Skill Card·Professional Fighting (Advanced)]

[Description: Your fighting skills are already very mature, and you can fight against thugs alone]

[Note: The bigger the fist, the more powerful it is~]

This is her first advanced card, and it took a full 25 points of courage to upgrade it.

It's all worth it.

Without the skills brought by the advanced fighting cards, she would not be able to deal with the violent old Frank with strength and agility.

Duang! The shovel and axe she picked up collided with each other, and both were deformed.

Jiang Baiyan raised his gun, aimed for a long time, and then put it down.

He had only learned shooting for a month or two, and the only actual combat experience was yesterday afternoon when he was shooting birds in the woods. His accuracy was too poor, so he had better not take risks.

"Ah!" Old Frank was like a beast, with a low roar coming out of his throat. The veins on his arms holding the axe were exposed, and his face was flushed red, like a cooked lobster.

Such a fight consumes a lot of physical strength.

In order to conserve her energy, Jian Jing did not go all out, and she blocked and retreated, slowly leading him to the restaurant, using the dining table and chairs as a shield, waiting for an opportunity.

"Why are you attacking us?" she tested.

Old Frank raised his axe and rushed over to chop.

Jian Jing kicked a chair over, trapping his legs: "Who are you?"

Old Frank's answer was a fierce sneer.

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the other end of the corridor.

Jiang Baiyan immediately dodged to the corner and hid.

"Stop!" Little Frank ran over in pajamas, frightened and said, "What are you doing, let go."

He rushed up and hugged Old Frank tightly from behind. Jian Jing took the opportunity to snatch the axe and tied his limbs with ropes to prevent him from moving.

Probably knowing that he could not resist, after struggling for a while, old Frank slowly calmed down and lay on the ground, dying and gasping for breath.

Little Frank helped him up and apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, my father has an attack again. Are you guys okay?"

Jian Jing looked frightened: "What happened to your father? He chopped us when he saw us, is he crazy?"

"My father has hysteria, and he always imagines that he is being chased by someone." Little Frank sighed and promised, "I will send him back to the room and will never let him out again."

Jian Jing reasonably doubted: "He was normal before, why did he have an attack now?"

"Maybe he saw a stranger." Little Frank looked calm, "He doesn't like strangers, it makes him feel scared."

This is really hard to believe, but there is no evidence and it cannot be refuted.

"It's all because of this damn rain." Jian Jing pretended to believe it and enthusiastically helped him to support old Frank, "I'll help you."

"Thank you." Little Frank was relieved, loosened one hand, lifted the movable wooden board under the kitchen, and explained, "There's a cellar below. It's safer to lock him up there before he wakes up."

"Will the environment be too bad?" Jian Jing pretended to be concerned and winked at Jiang Baiyan while going down.

He understood and did not move.

Jian Jing's figure disappeared on the ground.

Underground, the old light bulbs emitted a dim light, illuminating the small cellar.

This was really just an ordinary cellar, with wires and water pipes, a soft mattress, and iron rings integrated into the wall.

Little Frank helped his father onto the mattress and untied the knot clumsily. But Jian Jing used a knot specially used for tying people, and the umbrella rope was extremely tough. He tried to untie it for a long time but failed.

"Jane, can you..." he asked embarrassedly.

"Of course." Jian Jing pulled the rope carefully, her hand brushed across her glasses inadvertently, and turned on the perspective.

There was no mechanism, no secret passage, just an ordinary cellar.

She frowned secretly, but there was nothing unusual on her face, and asked: "Your father is so seriously ill, what are you going to do..."

Before she finished speaking, something strange happened.

She was just guarding against little Frank's sneak attack, but she didn't expect that he didn't move, but the ground moved.

The not-so-smooth soil under her feet suddenly spread out, and the dust flew up. The ground seemed like a pool of melted oil, quickly spreading to the surroundings.

With all her precautions, who could have thought that there was something wrong with the ground that had been checked by the X-ray machine?

Jane Jing was stunned for a moment, and she was about to fall into the trap. But she was a cheater after all. At the last moment, she activated the white kitten state, jumped up, avoided falling into the hollow on the ground, and then used the wall to push and landed directly on the mattress where old Frank was lying.

Her reaction was not slow, and she completed the escape in almost a moment.

However, little Frank still did not move, as if he had not reacted, but then the floor of the entire cellar began to sink.

The mattress heaved and sank loudly, and only then did Jian Jing see clearly what was on the ground.

No wonder the X-ray machine didn't find anything unusual. It turned out that the entire floor of the cellar was made of that special black root, which was several feet thick.

Unless she changed her name to Gecko, she could still climb up the ceiling and escape from it. But, is the root trap only in the cellar? Could it be that the entire farm ground has been occupied by this strange root system?

Many thoughts flashed through her mind like shooting stars, and Jian Jing finally decided to wait and see.

She didn't run away.

The root "elevator" soon stopped, and the real basement appeared before her eyes.

"My father is very ill," Little Frank did not get angry, as if he was explaining to the guest honestly, "He has great strength after the illness, so I can only bury him deeper."

He did not want to reveal the truth, so Jian Jing was happy to pretend: "What is this place?"

Little Frank: "Secret space."

This seems to be a basement made up entirely of the roots of large trees. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all densely packed with black roots.

Jian Jing had seen the roots of large banyan trees before, hanging down densely like a curtain.

But the roots here are even more than that. When they are still, they look like ordinary roots, but when they move, they become countless entangled snakes, weird and terrifying.

"What kind of plant roots are these?" She got straight to the point.

Little Frank said, "Giant tree."

"I don't see any big trees in the farm." She pretended to be puzzled.

Little Frank smiled and didn't answer. He dragged old Frank and threw him to the corner of the wall. The roots clinging to the wall suddenly moved, like a nimble snake, and tied the old man tightly to the wall.

Jian Jing noticed that the painful expression on old Frank's face disappeared, replaced by calmness.

This reminded her of the dead children.

"I have answered many of your questions." Little Frank asked, "Shouldn't you answer a few of my questions too?"

Jian Jing smiled: "I like this way of peaceful transaction, you ask."

Little Frank: "Why did you come to Huanghun Town?"

Jian Jing: "Tourism."

Little Frank said slowly: "Why would a tourist want to know about things that happened 30 years ago?"

"Just asking." Jian Jing turned the tables, "If I remember correctly, this was a big case that caused a sensation back then. Is there anything wrong with me asking a few questions?"

"No problem, but it's meaningless." Little Frank's tone was very subtle, with a hint of sarcasm, "This happened a long time ago."

"Maybe." Jian Jing was worried that she would not be able to get any more information after the feud, so she took the time to get more information, "But it is true that investigating cases is the job of the police, and I'm curious about something else."

Little Frank asked: "What is it?"

"Have you ever seen a man?" she asked. "He calls himself Qitian, which means the sky or God."

Little Frank's face suddenly changed: "Is it him? Are you his accomplice?"

"Enemy." Jian Jing immediately denied, "Have you seen him?"

"He is dead." Little Frank said coldly, "Those who blaspheme will die without a doubt."

"Blasphemy?" Jian Jing felt disgusted.

Compared with the violent murderer, the evil guy is more cruel and inhumane.

Little Frank looked at her and said calmly: "You have seen God's servant. Now you have two choices: accept the gift and become God's servant, or become a lamb dedicated to God."

Jian Jing smiled: "What if you choose neither?"

"Sorry." He said insincerely and picked up the knife on the workbench.

The blade was stained with blood. I don't know how many animals it has slaughtered. I can still smell a faint fishy smell. He swung his knife and slashed at Jian Jing head-on.

At the same time, the ubiquitous roots twisted and pushed, throwing her towards the enemy.

Jian Jing took out the prepared gun, aimed at Little Frank and shot. She had a sight card, and this shot accurately hit his femoral artery.

Bright red blood spurted out of the body like a fountain.

However, the next moment, a root as thick as a finger drilled into the wound and blocked the damaged blood vessel. In just a blink of an eye, the bloodstain shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than five seconds, it had stopped.

What is this thing?

Jiang Baiyan waited on the ground for fifteen minutes, but still did not see Jian Jing and Little Frank come down. He tried to pull the movable board of the cellar, but it wouldn't work. The board didn't move, as if it had merged with the ground.

He didn't hesitate any longer and immediately ran to Old William's room.

"Bang, bang, bang." He banged on the door.

The snoring inside stopped. Ten seconds later, the furious Old William opened the door and yelled, "F*ck! Don't bother me again! Otherwise I'll throw you into the woods to feed the wolves!"

Jiang Baiyan: "Something happened. Little Frank kidnapped my companion."

Old William frowned and doubted his ears: "What?"