The moment he walked out of the door, Zhao Jian felt that his feet were empty, and he fell forward. There was a "bang--" and he felt as if he had fallen into a small container.
His limbs were fixed tightly, and it was very difficult for him to turn his neck. The whole person was in an inverted state.
"What's going on?!" Zhao Jian's back was soaked in cold sweat. If he stayed in this state, he would undoubtedly die.
Calm down, you have to be calm.
Zhao Jian took a deep breath to calm himself down.
His current situation is much better than when he was chased by the ghost before. What Zhao Jian has to do now is to find out where he is.
"It seems like it's in a box, no, it's more like...a water tank..."
Zhao Jian had a bad premonition in his heart. He stretched out his limbs and twisted his waist as much as possible, trying to correct the angle of his body to make it easier for him to escape from the trap.
But he couldn't get what he wanted after several attempts, because the water tank was too small, so small that he couldn't turn back and forth, let alone the more difficult up and down turn.
In the end, Zhao Jian could only maintain his original movements, with his face close to the bottom of the water tank, feeling a different kind of coldness.
"How could I be stumped by such a crisis? Even those evil ghosts couldn't kill me before."
Zhao Jian gritted his teeth. Most of the skin on his body was covered with special tape. The cracked wounds on the exposed skin were not enough to break this fatal water tank.
He could only reluctantly try to push the lid of the water tank behind him with his still mobile legs, trying to open a gap first.
But Zhao Jian failed again.
There was something pressing on the lid, pressing him firmly into the water tank, unable to move. Standing upside down for a long time could not help but make his brain somewhat congested, coupled with the feeling of weakness from excessive blood loss and the restlessness of the ghost's recovery.
Zhao Jian felt that his head was about to explode, and his legs kept kicking on the lid of the water tank.
"Dong dong dong——"
The sound of the water tank lid being knocked against seemed to spread throughout Baiyang Village, and it seemed to attract something to the water tank.
At this time, Zhao Jian heard footsteps coming from the surrounding area, along with the sound of someone murmuring to himself. When he heard this sound, Zhao Jian's eyes widened and he couldn't help but trembled. How could he feel that this sound was unfamiliar to him.
It was his own voice.
He remembered that when he was collecting intelligence in Baiyang Village, he had found a water tank in the corner. He had been curious about what was contained in the water tank.
At that time, he only thought that the person imprisoned in the water tank was a ghost, but he did not expect that the person imprisoned in the water tank would be himself.
Fear appeared on Zhao Jian's face, making his already pale face become even more twisted and ferocious.
But even so, he still resisted the urge to shout for help. He had not forgotten the trap set in the supernatural place before. At that time, he thought he had traveled to the future, but in fact it was a ghost. trap.
It was impossible to guard against it. If it hadn't been for some unexpected circumstances along the way, I'm afraid he would have died in that supernatural place by now.
"Wait a minute, I still remember that Wen Zhong in that supernatural place gave me a special satellite phone." Zhao Jian's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't return the phone to Wen Zhong when he left. .
He finally freed an arm, and after some fumbling, he found that the special satellite phone was fastened to his back belt.
Zhao Jian gritted his teeth, and finally, with unremitting efforts, he successfully obtained this life-saving satellite phone from his lower back.
Just when he was about to use this mobile phone to contact Wen Zhong, he suddenly felt that his hair was a little wet, and a putrid smell came out of his head.
He reluctantly raised his head and took a look. I don't know when a pool of dark red blood appeared at the bottom of the water tank, and the pool of dark red blood was still rising up, almost visible to the naked eye. on his forehead.
"What a joke!"
Zhao Jian was a little anxious. If it spread at this rate, he would drown in this water tank in less than five minutes.
What's even more deadly is that the dark red blood seems to be corrosive. Festering appeared on the forehead not long after it was soaked in blood, which directly aggravated the putrid smell permeating the water tank.
The upper half of Zhao Jian's face was soaked in blood, and a trace of unwilling roar emerged from the corner of his mouth.
The dark red blood was eroding his flesh with strong corrosiveness, and the ghost's supernatural power seemed to be suppressed by the blood at this moment.
The open wound was wrapped in blood, and Gui Shang was undoubtedly at a disadvantage in the confrontation between them. This undoubtedly blocked Zhao Jian's last hope of escaping from here.
"Hehe, hehe, how could it be like this? Obviously... obviously..." Zhao Jian stopped struggling. Instead, he held the satellite phone and laughed miserably.
In this situation, he figured out one thing.
But that is not important now. What is important is that he is going to die. Baiyang Village is a dead end, and it is definitely a supernatural place with almost no solution.
If we use the terror level system certified by the headquarters, the terror level of this Baiyang Village is definitely S level.
The more you try to understand this village, the more you will be dragged into the bottomless abyss by this village. The real curse was actually planted when Zhao Jiangang stepped into this Baiyang Village.
"Wen Zhong...Boss Wen...you must never come to this village..."
He typed this line on the satellite phone with trembling hands. This was the only thing he could do at the end of his life. He only hoped that Wen Zhong would receive this message and never come to this village. Come.
After a while, the dark red blood completely filled the water tank, and at the same time, the wall of the water tank also began to shrink toward the center.
If there were still living people outside at this time, they would find that what was placed in the corner of the village was not a water tank at all, but a ghost whose whole body was soaked in water until it was swollen.
You can see a human-shaped outline protruding from its belly, which is still squirming inside its body at this moment, but as it raises its swollen hand to pat its belly, the struggle of this human-shaped outline becomes weaker and weaker. , until completely still.
The fierce ghost finally closed its eyes and opened its mouth again, quietly waiting for the next unlucky guy to step into the fatal trap.
