Mo Feng knew he had come to a very bad place.
This made his heart heavy, his body heavy, and his steps heavy.
But he still ran as fast as he could.
He ran from the deserted streets into uninhabited alleys, and then turned into dead streets. Until his soul could no longer catch up with his body, Mo Feng gasped and found an unmanned public restroom and got in to rest. Rest your feet.
He couldn't stay out on the street.
He didn't see anyone while running all the way just now, but he felt the gaze from behind many doors and windows——
Skin him alive! Eat him!
Those were some looks that gave him chills all over!
In contrast, the space in public toilets is small and closed, which makes him feel safer.
It's quiet in the public restroom.
The faucet is closed.
The floor tiles are smooth and shiny.
The toilet door is ajar.
The incandescent lights on the roof glow dimly.
This place felt a bit awkward, but Mo Feng had no time to care about it at this time. He had to quickly study his current encounter and situation.
There were too few clues. He only knew that he should still be in Qishan City, because just now he ran wildly through the streets and alleys, and there were road names and buildings that he was familiar with.
This can also be seen from the mobile phone he took out, which has a signal.
Since his cell phone had signal, his first reaction was to call his friend.
Unlock your phone screen.
When a software is turned on, a photo appears on the screen with a rotating effect.
Then a line of bright red words flowed out: Funeral note - Congratulations to Mr. Mai Dehu and the happy queen...
Madhu!
This name is familiar to him!
The face in the photo was familiar to him.
This is one of his colleagues...
He was about to take a closer look at Medhu's photo when the red letters on the display screen were still flowing.
The bright red and dazzling writing scrolled like blood.
After the word 'Yin Yuan' flows through, time comes——
October 11, 2024.
Seeing the time clearly, Mo Feng stood still.
Have you traveled to a time on the old almanac?
In other words, time traveled to a month later?
Obviously, during this month, big, big things happened in the world or in Qishan City.
Then came the problem.
He doesn't know what this matter is, so he is very passive now!
And he didn't know how he became Mai Dehu's best man for no reason. He and Mai Dehu were just casual friends, and their friendship was not enough to be each other's best man.
The CPU in his brain was spinning like crazy, burning engine oil. His mind was full of confusion, his brain was full of gibberish, and he was confused!
After closing the Xie Yisang post that popped up, the communication bar reminded him that he had 4 missed calls.
Mo Feng quickly clicked on the communication bar.
4 calls came from the same person.
Zhao Si.
In this situation, Mo Feng felt very uncomfortable when he saw the number 4 and the word heir.
But it's always a good thing to receive a call from Zhao Si.
Zhao Si and Mai Dehu were both his colleagues, and the three of them were not in the same department.
Among them, Mai Dehu is withdrawn and gloomy, while Zhao Si is sunny, optimistic and friendly. He is handsome, upright, and willing to help others. He is very popular within the company.
So when he saw a missed call from Zhao Si, Mo Feng immediately called back.
In the excruciating 'beep' sound, the call was finally connected.
Zhao Si spoke in a low voice: "Brother Feng, what's going on over there? Did you enter the wedding venue? Let me tell you..."
"Don't ask, just listen to me first!" Mo Feng interrupted Zhao Si and asked anxiously, "Fourth, what's going on? What's going on with Qishan now?"
Hearing his inquiry, Zhao Si's voice was filled with confusion: "What's going on?"
Mo Feng swallowed and continued to ask: "Wait a minute, is today September 11th or October 11th? You answer this question first!"
Zhao Si said matter-of-factly: "October 11th, how could it be September 11th? Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?"
It is indeed October 11th!
Mo Feng groaned in despair and said: "It's broken. I was thrown out of the car when I was coming to the hotel by car and hurt my head. I forgot what happened after September 11th!"
"Tell me, Fourth Brother, what happened after September 11th? How did Qishan become like this!"
Zhao Si was silent for a moment and whispered: "Brother Feng, your brain is protecting you, otherwise you should stop asking and listen to me first about Empress Xi's marriage - this is something that can kill you!"
"Mei Dehu wants you to be his scapegoat!"
Mo Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Listen to me, first tell me what happened after September 11th. I am already confused now."
Seeing his persistence, Zhao Si sighed and said, "Okay, let me make a long story short. I'm calling you behind Mai Dehu's back. I don't have much time."
"September 11th shouldn't matter, maybe - forget it, September 20th is important anyway!"
"Didn't we often see reports of supernatural events happening in some places on the Internet at that time? At that time, we thought it was the self-media engaging in feudal superstition for the sake of traffic. In fact, it was all true!"
"Around September 16th or 17th, supernatural events began to appear around us one after another. The earliest thing we came into contact with was the matter of Madhu."
"Mei Dehu was in a bad mood for the past few days and became more withdrawn. Then on the 16th and 17th, he took out a family tree and showed it to his colleagues, saying that he was obsessed with this family tree."
"A genealogy is just a plain old book, but whether you burn it, tear it up, throw it away, or whatever, it will always appear next to Madhu."
"We have no knowledge and thought that this genealogy was a strange thing and that Mai Dehu was entangled in it - this was not only our speculation, but Mai Dehu also thought the same way at the time!"
"But it's not at all! This thing is a treasure and an opportunity!"
"A few days later, Mai Dehu relied on this genealogy to control a very powerful ghost. In this way, although our company encountered a strange incident, Mai Dehu solved it easily!"
Having said this, Zhao Si sighed: "Oh, that opportunity was right in front of us at that time, but we all missed it. What a pity!"
Mo Feng asked doubtfully: "How do you say this? What kind of opportunity is this? Didn't you say it? This family tree belongs to Mai Dehu from a long time ago."
Zhao Si was silent for a few more seconds, and then said, "Brother Feng, it seems that you have really forgotten all the past."
"This genealogy originally belonged to Mai Dehu, but Mai Dehu thought it was a mystery and wanted to transfer it away."
"Actually, this thing is indeed transferable. All it takes is a drop of someone's blood."
"Mai Dehu doesn't know how he knows this method."
"He first wanted to get someone else's blood in his department. As a result, people in his department thought he was caught by something strange and they guarded him, isolated him, and ostracized him."
"In this way, he couldn't get the blood of colleagues in his department, so he wanted to get the blood of colleagues in other departments. During this period, he even went to the women's restroom to find sanitary napkins."
"When the incident came to light later, everyone in the company ostracized him and reported his situation to the official department - alas!"
Zhao Si continued to sigh, with a sad tone: "If our leaders and colleagues had been more tolerant and concerned about him at that time, maybe he would not have retaliated against us so cruelly after he was able to control ghosts..."
Mo Feng asked: "How can you retaliate against us?"
Zhao Si smiled bitterly and said, "To be specific, it's complicated. Anyway, except for Hanhan, all the colleagues in their department died when the strange tide came on the 20th."
"And this first wave of ghosts is easy to deal with. As long as you stay at home and don't go out, that is to say, don't take the initiative to bump into ghosts, then no one will die unless there are special circumstances..."
Here he stopped.
The phone goes silent for a few seconds.
Mo Feng wanted to ask questions but didn't know what was going on at Zhao Si's side, so he held his breath and didn't say anything.
A few seconds later, Zhao Si muttered "It seems like someone is coming" and then continued: "It is reasonable to say that life will be smoother after Wei Tide is over, but there are many people in other departments who have not had a good relationship with him during those days. starving."
"There were also some colleagues who were arranged by him to cooperate with him in dealing with ghosts and became cannon fodder. They also died. Originally, Mr. Sun relied on his special magic sword to check and balance him, but he ordered Xiao Qiao to smash it to pieces..."
"Wait a minute." Mo Feng was moved when he heard this, "You said some colleagues died as cannon fodder for him to deal with ghosts. I - why the hell do I feel like I am a cannon fodder now?"
Zhao Si's bitter smile turned into a sneer: "Brother Feng, you can be more confident and get rid of the feelings and seemings."
"I'm calling you to tell you that the wedding you went to as a best man was not a wedding, it was a secret marriage!"
"Mei Dehu doesn't want you to be the best man, he wants you to be the bait to draw out the ghost of Lady Xi, and then he will get rid of Lady Xi!"
Although this fact was guessed by Mo Feng just now.
But now that he heard it from an insider, Mo Feng was still so angry that he was about to explode: "Fuck, Mai Dehu! He, he, he!"
"His parents named him randomly. How can this grandson be virtuous? He should be called Maihu! No, he should be called Maibutt!"
"I usually never offend this grandson! I even helped him stop the wine at the previous annual meeting - how can this grandson repay a favor with a grudge now!"
Mo Feng was furious and cursed.
Zhao Siqian laughed on the other side of the phone.
Mo Feng realized something was wrong and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Have I ever offended this grandson?"
Zhao Si sighed again: "Brother Feng, you have completely forgotten. Who discovered and reported Mai Dehu when he went to the women's toilet to look for sanitary napkins?"
Mo Feng asked in shock: "It can't be me?"
Zhao Si encouraged him and said: "Be brave and remove the word "not able".
Mo Feng suddenly became depressed.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Am I such a mean person? Fourth child, I have to tell you something from the bottom of my heart. I have never been an informer since I was a child!"
Zhao Si comforted him and said, "Brother Feng, don't say that. You are not an informer."
"First, at that time you thought that Mai Dehu wanted to harm people, and you were trying to stop him from harming people."
"Secondly, Madhu wanted to harm Xiao Qiao at that time, and you wanted to protect Xiao Qiao. This is human nature."
"But you shouldn't protect Xiao Qiao. We have all been deceived by her acting skills before. This bitch is a green tea bitch - no, worse than a green tea bitch. You don't know how she has been harming our company these days. Other beautiful female colleagues’…”
Mo Feng asked: "Then how did you know?"
On the phone, Zhao Si was silent again.
Mo Feng estimated that this matter involved Zhao Si's secrets, so he changed the subject and said, "Do you know anything about this Queen Xi?"
"He doesn't know, I know." The voice from the microphone changed.
