Chapter 28 Foresighter

A strong smell of blood suddenly drifted from the dark woods.

Huangfuhe kept approaching the source of the bloody smell, and the trees around him were somewhat scattered. Next to a pile of dead grass, there were several large rocks. The dead grass was covered with blood, and the rocks were completely dyed red.

The blood on the rocks was constantly flowing down, and it was obvious that the blood had just been left behind.

Could this be Fang Youwei's blood?

And if Kamiya Sayako saw it, she would be very shocked because these rocks and grass were exactly the same as the places on the previous paintings. Here... is the place where the white-haired old woman chewed on the body of Youwei!

Huangfu He no longer hesitated and immediately turned around and ran away!

In the Prayer Society for so many years, I have always hoped to come into contact with real ghosts one day. The purpose is to find out the truth and verify what my mother said.

Despite running for a while, the strong blood still remained in my nose, which was disgusting!

The further the forest goes forward, the further away from Wantian River, and the ground begins to become bumpy. The No. 6 forest area has a lot of earth and rock hills and some small peaks. These large-scale breeding greens are currently the best place for Huangfuhe to protect you!

You can't die here... For my mother, for my agreement with my mother, I must let Xuezhen understand...

Huangfu He thought so and kept running forward. He carried a compass, so he probably could catch up with Ji Tianyan and Xiao Xue. He just didn't know where Bian Xingchen and Shengu Xiaoyezi went?

"Simply put, this is the foresight painting."

Xingchen, who was already out of breath, stood on a mound, pointed to the mobile phone that Sayako Kamiya was holding and said, "The phenomenon in the painting is the real scene in the blood-word indication. Do you understand?"

Kamiya Sayako looked at the multi-messages and nodded and said, "Well, I think it's the case. Unfortunately, it's hard to verify whether this painting is really reality. Forget it... It's useless to say these things now. If you think the painting is real, then Fang Youwei has been killed by a ghost now. If you think so..."

"It means that the apartment has given a road trip."

This also made Xingchen feel excited.

This time, the blood-word instructions are two days. In this huge forest area of ​​No. 6, stay for two days. Why did Fang Youwei die at the beginning?

What is the prompt for life road? The woods, bridges, the white-haired old woman...

"That white-haired old woman is wearing a shroud. Could it be that she wants us to find a coffin for her?" Xingchen said with a wry smile: "Or..."

"I think maybe it's related to our previous hole digging."

But Sayako Kamiya took a different approach and proposed an idea: "At that time, we were halfway through the hole, didn't you say a hand appeared?"

"Ah, that, I actually lied, and I never showed up. I saw the MMS and predicted the MMS I drew..." Xingchen gave up and simply told everything. He thought that if he told me honestly, maybe Sayako Kamiya might come up with a way to survive.

He clearly remembered that Shenyu told him that the third blood-word instruction was originally going to die. That was the blood-word instruction this time!

If this is the case, how would he die with the original blood words?

"Fake it? So that's it. So, that is, you only then did you see the white-haired old woman appearing behind and you were so scared that you ran away immediately?"

"Well, the old white-haired woman should be constantly approaching us..."

Sayako Kamiya looked back at the dark forest, and then continued: "It's not certain yet, but judging from the time point, after Fang Youwei was killed, the killing of the white-haired old woman should be temporarily suspended for a while. This is the conclusion I came to analyze the blood-word instructions many times, and I have also discussed this with Director Li Yin."

"Who can guarantee this kind of thing? The rules are all booked by the apartment, who can guarantee that the rules will not be broken?" Xingchen said with no peace of mind: "In contrast, I believe more in this premonition painting. If it weren't for this painting, maybe it would be Fang Youwei, but me!" What would be the life road prompt? He thought repeatedly and said that no matter how many times he recalled everything that happened after entering the No. 6 Forest Area, no matter how many times he recalled, he could not think of any special situation.

Did the apartment really give a way to life?

He suddenly had an idea.

Will the residents who execute the blood-character instructions see the predicted drawing cause the difficulty of the blood-character instructions to imbalance. Therefore, in order to balance the difficulty, the apartment eliminates the restrictions on ghosts and kills Fang Youwei in order to balance the difficulty.

The second blood-word instructions from Xingchen were just looking at the notes left by Min, and did not directly see the premonition drawing. But this time it was different...

It is very likely that the apartment will increase the difficulty of blood-sentenced indications in order to balance this!

Thinking of this, Xingchen felt like his heart fell into a deep abyss. If that was the case, what was the point of killing Min?

And at this moment, a new MMS was sent!

Xingchen immediately click on the MMS content.

On the MMS, the one who painted it turned out to be Huangfu He! And just far behind him, behind a tree, was a white shadow standing! Although the drawing was not very clear, it was vaguely distinguishable that the white shadow was the white-haired old woman!

"Huangfu He...he is in danger!"

Xingchen took a breath of air conditioning.

Huangfu He had no idea that the God of Death was constantly approaching him.

Although it is not certain, Huangfu He believes that by studying the action laws and phenomena of ghosts, one may find out the way to destroy the ghost.

For example, using that apartment...

As he ran, he looked back again. There was only a deep black wood behind him, with nothing.

He turned around again and was about to run when his phone suddenly vibrated. He quickly took out his phone and saw that it was called by Satsuko Kamiya!

He immediately connected his cell phone, and the standard Mandarin of Sayako Kamiya came from the other end of the phone: "Huangfu He! How are you doing there? Are you following you?"

"What did you say?"

"Ghosts are constantly approaching you!"

Speaking of this, Huangfu He suddenly heard the sound of a dead branch being trampled off not far behind him!

Kamiya Sayako also heard the sound. Because the No. 6 forest area was so quiet, the sound came into her ears very clearly!

"Huangfu He!" she shouted: "Escape quickly!"

Of course, Huangfu He knew this very well. He immediately accelerated his speed and kept running! Moreover, he did not dare to turn around at all!

In order to investigate the supernatural rumors, he often traveled around the world and had always had a good physique, so his running speed was not slow. He kept turning around in the woods, and at the same time said to Kamiya Sayako on the other end of his phone: "You...how do you know that the ghost is behind me?"

At this moment, a new MMS came.

The painting speed of Deep Rain has reached an incredible level.

Sayako Kamiya clicked the multi-message, and after reading it, her face changed drastically, and she immediately shouted: "Huangfu He! Run to the west! Don't continue to face the east anymore, the ghost is waiting for you in front!"

This oil painting draws an image overlooking from a high altitude.

You can vaguely see Huangfu He running in the woods, and behind a tree in front of him was a white shadow!

Huangfu He's brain was running fast, so he adopted the words of Sayako Shingu and changed direction!

What Sayako Kamiya said to him made Huangfu He feel as if he had returned to the time when he was twelve years old, the most painful period he had.

That day, when he came home from school, he saw guests coming to his house.

The guest is a resident upstairs, a very kind middle-aged woman wearing glasses. Huangfu He remembers her surname is Zhang. When he sees her on weekdays, he would occasionally say hello.

"What did you say? Blood Hand?" After hearing what his mother Sun Xindie said disdainfully: "Miss Sun, I think you are also an intellectual, why are you so nonsense? Can you curse me?"

"I don't mean that, but I hope you'll be careful. I saw Teacher Tang Zhen's death at that time..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't believe it!"

After talking about it, she left unhappily and walked out of the room. Huangfu He looked at his mother's gloomy expression and said, "Mom, have you seen the bloody hand again?"

"He." She looked at her son and said, "I don't know what to do. I have agreed to Tianxiang and agreed to marry him. But I hope to move out of this apartment. The bloody hand made me feel terrifying..."

"Mom, there is no ghost." Huangfu He shook his head and said, "You must be too tired..."

Although he said so, Huangfu He began to fear. Although he thought that the bloody hand should be an illusion and could not be possible,... Teacher Tang's death is a fact.

Is there something really there in this apartment?

From that time on, Huangfu He had some ideas about supernatural powers.

In the evening, after he finished his homework, he called Xuezhen. Because his mother was about to marry Uncle Lian, Xuezhen would be his sister in the future.

Xuezhen also had a good impression of Huangfu He. Although Huangfu He was only twelve years old at that time, his handsome appearance had already been formed in the future. The two of them were often together and had a very good relationship.

"Simply put...you want to know if there are really ghosts in this world?"

"Well, you can say that." Huangfu He and Lian Xuezhen swinged on the swing in the garden of the community. He said seriously: "I recently went to the library to read some books. There are too many puzzles in the world that are difficult to solve from ancient times to the present. Although our books teach us ghosts that do not exist, I also began to doubt..."

"Is there really no ghost? Are the legends left behind completely false?"

"I don't know this," Xue Zhen was also confused and said, "But, He must be able to get some answers, right? Do you want to study supernatural?"

"Well...even if I want to study it, it's difficult. Most people think this kind of thing is superstitious."

"If there are really ghosts, they may not be all evil ghosts," Xue Zhen suddenly said, "Isn't it? He? He doesn't need to think too much. Does Aunt Xindie know what you are thinking about?"

"Well, that's it..." Huangfu He looked at Xue Zhen in front of him silently, and stayed with her and felt much better.

Of course, this is not a relationship between men and women. Huangfu He always regards Xue Zhen as his sister, even now.

The second day...

Miss Zhang is dead. Like Tang Zhen, she was strangled to death.

Before she died, she told her husband about this matter. It was precisely because of this that her husband informed the police about the matter. The police then focused their investigation on Huangfu He's mother Sun Xindie.

That day, two policemen visited their homes.

"Miss Sun Xindie, we hope to ask you some questions."

After all, the mother's suspicion is not as big as applying for an arrest warrant.

Huangfu He was also there at that time. He listened to the police's questions to his mother.
To be continued...