Chapter 158 Is Anyone There?

Wang Gen approached the cabin, but he found a small detail.

There was light in the cabin, and there were a lot of people making noise. But through the window, it seemed that no one was moving back and forth.

There were at least a dozen or so people making such a noise.

Logically speaking, with so many people gathered together, there should be a lot of people walking around. Are these people sitting on the ground?

At this moment, Wang Gen's face was already hesitant.

But the darkness around him and the occasional roar of beast monsters made him lose the courage to return.

Not sure if it was a psychological effect, Wang Gen felt a sudden chill on his neck. It was as if someone was standing behind him and blowing a cold wind at his neck, which made him shiver all over. His eyes turned to look behind him in horror.

He raised his hand to knock on the door, but when his fingers touched the wooden door, it was unlocked and gently pushed open a crack in the door.

Wang gan tried to push and was easily pushed open by him.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I got lost in the mountains. I hope..."

Creak... Just as wang gan opened the door, mu ran, the noisy voices of a dozen people suddenly disappeared.

It was like a calm lake in a deep mountain and forest suddenly rippled by a stone, shining a cold light under the moonlight...

At this time, Wang Gen had pushed open the wooden door, and everything in the room was reflected in his eyes... Wang Gen's heart skipped a beat and almost jumped out of his chest. His eyes widened in horror.

This wooden house, which appeared in the deep mountains and forests, was actually empty.

There was no one!

A strong chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Gen turned and tried to escape, his face full of despair and fear.

"Help..."

Half a voice rang out in the dark ghost forest, but it stopped abruptly, creaked, and the wooden door closed again.

The originally empty wooden house was once again filled with the noise of boisterous people, as if a lot of people were gathering in the house.

Outside the house, the sky and earth fell silent once again into the darkness.

Only an old tree stood quietly in the dark, the lost lamb gone.

Time ticked by.

It was as if this world was forever isolated from the outside world, the sound and light of the outside world could not be transmitted into this independent world, and all the strange things in this world could not be known by the outside world.

The moon gradually moved to the west.

The night was getting darker, the gloom in the Black blind man forest was getting darker, the temperature difference between day and night was getting bigger, and even the odd noises that could be heard from time to time had disappeared.

It was as if everything was quiet.

This time, only belongs to another more strange world.

Only the wooden house in the forest was still lit up, as if it had become a source of light that attracted moths and moths, and a moth whose head did not know the flames were strong enough to burn its life.

The wooden house was still filled with people, as if a lot of people were gathering, making a noise, and it was very lively.

The clock was ticking.

An hour.

Two hours.

In the thick night, the sound of bushes and grass being moved was heard, and the sound was gradually approaching the direction of the cabin.

He heard the sound of soso getting closer and closer.

In the moonless Black blind man forest, he could not see anything and could not see everything in the distance.

Everything was pulled into the shadows of darkness.

Like a bunch of ghosts waving their teeth and claws at you.

The sound was getting closer and closer to the cabin. It was within a hundred meters of the cabin, but due to the lack of light in the night, it was impossible to see what was coming.

A beast?

Or another lost sheep?

Or something weird?

It was not until within ten meters that the light from the wooden house slightly brushed away the dark edges and revealed the figure of a man.

This is another moth attracted by the light source...

Fang Zheng looked at the noisy wooden house in front of him, and there was a thought in his eyes.

Along the way, he searched for the other two wooden houses and found nothing. The two wooden houses seemed to have fallen under the weight of history and collapsed into the ruins of time.

This was the third wooden house that Gao Shuhua had mentioned.

As Gao Shuhua said, Gao Shuhua did not lie to him. There were indeed three branches under the dry well, each leading to the three wooden houses in Black blind man forest.

This was the third wooden house and the only intact one.

At this time, Fang Zheng was alone.

He came alone.

He didn't bring Old god stick with him.

Old god stick could not find out his secret, so he continued to arrange it in Front door village.

Fang Zheng was not worried about Old god stick's safety. After such a big incident in Front door village, the three houses of old li collapsed into ruins, which had already alarmed the villagers who were supposed to be asleep.

At this moment, Front door village is bustling.

So Fang Zheng wasn't worried about Old god stick's safety unless Gao Shuhua lurked back to Front door village, then killed Old god stick and killed all the witnesses around Old god stick.

Unless Gao Shuhua wanted to appear in the newspaper the next day and enjoy a set of white and silver bracelets, shackles, and peanuts.

At the same time, Fang Zheng wanted to protect the Li laosan couple by keeping Old god stick with them. Fang Zheng always felt that the Li laosan couple must know something. Otherwise, it would be the most doubtful point if they suddenly arranged a secret marriage.

At this moment, Fang Zheng walked closer to the cabin, and the more clearly he could hear the lively voices in the cabin, but the voices were mixed with a thick local dialect, and Fang Zheng could not understand a word.

But the dialect of these people was flat tongue.

It should be people from coastal provinces, that is, local people nearby.

As a native of Zhou city, Fang Zheng's brows were already furrowed, and he could not understand these dialects.

Fang Zheng took a deep look at the strange and noisy cabin under the night. His face was calm and he approached the cabin.

Just as he was about to reach the cabin, Fang Zheng suddenly let out a slight surprise. Then he squatted down and looked at the ground beneath his feet. Suddenly, there was a fresh trail of footprints on the ground.

It was a person's footprints. They were fresh and clear. The rolling soil was still damp and not completely dry.

The footprints came from another direction and disappeared in front of the door.

Seems to have entered the cabin?

"Hmm?"

Fang Zheng noticed something was wrong and frowned. There were clearly a few messy footprints in front of the doorstep. They overlapped, as if the person had found something when he reached the doorstep and wanted to go back. By this time, the footprints had disappeared.

Fang Zheng stood up slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the noisy, brightly lit wooden house in front of him.

"I accidentally got lost in the woods and wanted to stay here for the night. I wonder if I could stay here for the night?"

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"If anyone is here, please make a sound..."

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