After Cheng Xin finished speaking, everyone felt the hair on their backs stand up.
There are four corpses hanging on the big locust tree in the center of the ancient house?
"You believe me, you believe me!!"
She was very emotional. Seeing the doubtful expressions on everyone's faces, Cheng Xin felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
"Those four corpses hanging on the old locust tree are definitely ghosts!"
When everyone saw Cheng Xin being so excited, they all knew she was not joking.
If you put it this way, are there really ghosts in the old house, and four of them?
"Don't be afraid. Our main mission has been completed. The bus will pick us up soon. It doesn't matter how many ghosts there are by then."
Someone comforted Cheng Xin, who seemed to be comforting herself.
The light rain falling overhead was no longer able to wet everyone's clothes and hair, but the ice in it did not fade away at all.
There are already people who can't help but look towards the gate of the ancient house.
They were afraid that something terrible would suddenly appear in that darkness.
Everyone gathered in the open space and waited for about half an hour, but the fog and the bus still did not appear...
Many people have begun to feel anxious.
Haven't they completed their mission?
Why hasn't the bus come to pick them up yet?
Suspicions shrouded everyone's minds.
The light rain in the sky began to get a little heavier, and the air gradually became colder.
By this time, the rain was enough to wet their clothes.
Everyone did not continue to wait outside and had to get into the tent.
"Damn, what's going on...why isn't that damn car here yet?"
Genghu, the man who came with Jun Daandao, was hiding in the tent and cursing.
Except for the first bloody gate, others took him through the subsequent bloody gates. He was very rich in real life and spent a lot of money to seek help on the website of the mist world.
As the saying goes, money can make the world go round.
Although real life is not as dangerous as the mist world, poverty... can also drive people crazy.
Jun Yuandao is a person who is very short of money.
At this moment, she was squatting at the door of the tent, looking at where Ning Qiushui and the others were, and looking in the direction of the ancient house.
She had never expected such a strange situation.
"It stands to reason that our mission should have been completed..."
Jun Yuanfa frowned.
"Is there something wrong with Bai Xiaoxiao?"
Thinking of this, Jun Daoyuan turned around and gave Genghu a few instructions, and then walked directly into the rain and went to the tent where Ning Qiushui and the others were.
After opening the tent curtain, Jun Daoyuan entered the tent and found that the atmosphere between the four of them was a bit dull.
She had a bad feeling in her heart.
"what happened?"
Jun asked far away.
The four of them looked at her and said nothing.
After being silent for a while, Bai Xiaoxiao said:
"We are not very sure. According to your tips, we did find the true form of the scissor ghost and killed it... You also saw it during the filming later, and it did not appear again."
"But now that the filming is over, our task should have been completed, but why hasn't the bus come to pick us up?"
Jun Yuan heard the words and carefully searched the faces of the four people.
Soon, she was disappointed.
The expression on this person's face is really serious and not fake, which means that the predicament that everyone is facing now is not their fault.
"Has the bus been delayed before?"
Fengyu asked in a muffled voice.
Bai Xiaoxiao, Meng Jun, Ning Qiushui... even Jun Daandao shook his head.
In all the blood gates they have experienced before, the bus has never been delayed.
"As long as the main mission is completed, no matter where it is... the bus will show up on time."
Bai Xiaoxiao said.
"So now that the bus doesn't show up, it means that our main mission... hasn't been completed yet?"
"probably."
"But isn't our main task to help director Zheng Chao shoot the movie? Now that the old script and the new script have been filmed, the task has been completed!"
Listening to the conversation of several people, Jun Yuanyou suddenly asked:
"What new script?"
Bai Xiaoxiao explained the old and new scripts to her, and also told her Ning Qiushui's previous conjecture.
They have realized that something is not right, and there is no need to hide it anymore. After all, they have already taken two ghost weapons, which can be said to be a huge profit... But the premise is that they can return alive.
"If the old and new scripts have been filmed and the task is not over yet... is there a third script?"
The first thing that came to Jun Yuan's mind was Ning Qiushui's double-matryoshka guess.
"No, even if Qiu Shui's guess is true, the third script should be in the hands of "Zheng Chao's friend". Zheng Chao must not know the content of the third script, otherwise he would not die. In an old house.”
"Therefore, even if there is a third script, it has nothing to do with Zheng Chao."
Everyone fell into silence. If the Blood Gate mission says "Help the director finish filming this ghost movie," then there is a real possibility that a third script will appear, because the mission does not specify which director it is.
However, the mission statement on the Blood Gate is already very obvious.
Namely, it is "Zheng Chao".
In theory, Zheng Chao will only have two scripts in his hands, and they have already finished filming the content of these two scripts.
But the mission... is not over yet.
Things seemed to be at a dead end.
The rain outside the tent was getting heavier and heavier.
It landed on the tent with a crackling sound, making a thin thumping sound.
Ning Qiu Shui opened the door curtain and looked across the distance at the door to the other side of the ancient house.
This look made his expression suddenly change!
Almost instantly, he stood up.
Seeing that he looked wrong, several people immediately looked towards the ancient house.
Even through the dense rain curtain, the four of them could still clearly see the four terrifying black figures standing in a row at the door of the ancient house...
They were about a hundred meters apart.
But just by looking at it, you can clearly feel the chill on your body!
"grass!"
"Sure enough, there are still ghosts in the old house, and there are four of them!"
"Damn it, weren't they the ones who were staring at us before?"
Fengyu remembered that when they were looking for puzzle pieces in the old house yesterday afternoon, they always felt like they were being peeped.
Originally he thought it was his illusion, but now... when he thought that what was staring at him were the four rotting corpses hanging from the top of the old locust tree, Fengyu felt his legs were a little weak!
"No, they're coming!"
Meng Jun suddenly spoke, his voice serious and solemn.
In the distance of the rain curtain, those four terrifying black shadows floated directly towards the open space where everyone was!
