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Liao Youliang looked at the dumbstruck Shen Jiaming and laughed, "Oh right, I haven't asked, why did Mr. Shen come all the way here? "Is it a tourist or a fortune-teller?"

Shen Jiaming stared at Liao Youliang, who was in front of him, and remained on his guard. He kept having the feeling that this man did not have any good intentions. However, since they had asked, he naturally had to answer politely.

"Hearing that the Master Liao is very famous, I came to pay a visit. Since Mr. Liao is Master Liao's nephew, I wonder if it would be convenient to make arrangements. There are too many people here who are waiting to see Master Liao. "

Liao Youliang said, "Of course it's okay. Mr. Shen is not an outsider, he's my brother's classmate's friend and can be considered one of us. I'll tell my uncle that he came to see you first."

"Then I'll be troubling Mr. Liao, but I still have to look for my sister first, she's young, I don't know where she's going to play."

"Alright, then leave me your contact information, I'll give you a call when the time comes."

After Shen Jiaming and Liao Youliang exchanged their cell numbers, they looked around for Sheng Jiuzhou, but there was still no progress. Just as he was about to explode in anger, his phone suddenly rang. It was Zhu Minghui.

Zhu Minghui opened his mouth and said, "Brother Shen, your sister … She's back. "

"You mean Ah Jiu? Ah Jiu is back? When did she come back? Where did she go? I'll be right back, wait for me! " After Shen Jiaming hung up the phone, he ran towards the direction of the parking lot. As he was running, he suddenly turned his head.

Shen Jiaming did not bother to think about the weird Liao Youliang, and quickly ran towards the direction of the car park. He remembered that the parking lot was to the east. It had only been a few minutes since he had left the parking lot, but this time he had run for half a day without seeing the location of the parking lot.

He stopped and frowned, wondering if he had run in the wrong direction. The peak of the mountain was as flat as before, as if something had cut into it. When Shen Jiaming stood and looked over, he suddenly froze. He remembered that when he walked up the mountain, he first saw a straight road, then a spacious parking lot. Not far away from the parking lot was the Master Liao's tall courtyard, which had an ancient smell to it. He wondered if it was the old house that he had left behind previously, or the old house that he had built after the ancient times.

But, at this moment, Shen Jiaming looked out. The entire mountain peak was empty, he could not see anything, not even the car park. He also did not see the Master Liao's ancient looking old house. Shen Jiaming was a little stunned, he did not know whether it was because he went to the wrong place or some other reason.

However, this was the place where the mountain was located. The mountain peak was only this big, and there were broken cliffs on its side. One could vaguely see the Pan Shan road beneath it. Even if he went the wrong way, it was impossible for everything around him to disappear.

Shen Jiaming couldn't help but be a little afraid. This kind of empty silence made him even more afraid. He knew that he could now see things that others couldn't, so whenever something strange happened, he would try his best to convince himself to overcome his fear and face it bravely.

However, the fear in his heart was impossible for him to overcome when he had the courage to do so. Yes, it was fear. Although he had seen many strange things in the past, he had never thought that his heart would be this afraid.

Facing this empty mountain peak, Shen Jiaming felt an unprecedented fear. This fear was even more frightening than the time he fell from the cliff in a car accident. Right, the fear at this moment originated from deep within his bones. It was impossible to overcome, impossible to dispel. It was because he did not know if there was anything that made him afraid in this empty mountain peak.

Often, when one could not find the source of one's fear, it was actually something that caused one to be even more afraid.

Shen Jiaming forced himself to take a deep breath, picked up his phone and dialed Zhu Minghui's number. The phone was next to his ear. It was always noisy, but he couldn't hear the normal ringtone. Shen Jiaming nervously swallowed his saliva, looked at his own phone, and immediately threw it out.

Because he saw a face on his own cell phone, a swollen face with rotting features and a foul stench. His eyeballs were worn out, and he was looking at him across the screen of his cell phone.

The noise he had heard earlier was the gurgling sound of the rotten, swollen face. Shen Jiaming panicked and quickly retreated, running far away from his phone. He never wanted to see his phone again in his life, nor did he want to see such a terrifying scene.

Shen Jiaming ran aimlessly for a long distance until he confirmed that he could not see his phone. His legs felt numb, as though they were filled with lead. He was unable to move any further. He really didn't want to run. He didn't know where to run to and where to exit this circular mountain peak.

Shen Jiaming really hated his ability to see ghosts and things that others couldn't, which brought him too much trouble and inconvenience in his life. He thought, if he could really get out safely this time and see the legendary Master Liao, he would definitely beg the Master Liao to find a way to seal his eyes so that he wouldn't be able to see these strange things again after settling the matters with the Fatty.

Thinking about this was useless. What he needed to do now was to get out of this strange phenomenon. But how was he going to get out?

Shen Jiaming racked his brains but still could not come up with a solution. He had even thought about all the ghost movies he had seen since he was young, but they were still useless to him. As expected, the television was transparent. Shen Jiaming felt that no matter what, he couldn't stay in that place. Even if he was about to be hit by a ghost, he had to leave.

Shen Jiaming had had enough rest, so he clenched his fists and punched his numb legs to find a direction to continue forward. He felt that the place he was currently at should still be the same mountain peak. It was just that he might have accidentally entered a strange place similar to the Wall-Hitting Ghost that he couldn't get out of no matter how hard he tried. He knew that the scientific explanation of the Wall-Hitting Ghost meant that the human brain had been mistaken when judging a straight path, thinking that it was a straight line, but in reality, the path it was walking on was actually a detour.

Shen Jiaming felt that he might be right in front of a car park, or in front of something. But there was something wrong with his eyes, he couldn't see anything.

He kept walking forward, but he did not know how far he had actually walked. He only raised his head, and saw the purple fog that was emitting from the sky.