This, this is not the old man.
All I saw in front of me was a thin man.
His face is pointed, his mouth protrudes exaggeratedly, his cheeks are so thin and sunken, his eyes are small and embedded in his face like mung beans, and there are a few beards around his mouth.
He held the waistband of his trousers with one hand, and the trouser leg was caught in the mouth of the "dog" and bitten tightly.
Wang Qing smiled coquettishly, "Then what... are you sorry? I admitted the wrong person."
At this time, Bai Menglu, who was one step behind, finally caught up.
Before she reached Wang Qing's side, Bai Menglu heard Sun Sihui's voice in her ears.
"Be careful, that guy didn't enter through the door!"
Sun Sihui saw clearly the man bitten by the "dog" through the TV screen.
She was sure that everyone who entered and exited the cemetery through the gate had left their name in the register, and she had never seen this man at all.
This man either did not enter through the gate, or he was originally staying in the cemetery.
After receiving Sun Sihui's reminder, Bai Menglu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.
It's no wonder that as soon as Wang Qing saw this figure, he let the "dog" chase after him. Wang Qing must have noticed something was wrong with this man in advance.
Bai Menglu hurriedly said to Wang Qing: "He didn't come in through the gate, he is not on the registration book!"
Wang Qing was stunned when he heard this. He was about to let the "dog" let go of the man, but stopped.
He lowered his head again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the man in front of him carefully.
"Didn't you come in through the gate?"
When you come to the cemetery to pay homage to your ancestors, it doesn't matter if you don't come in through the gate. You actually choose to do it this late at night. It really feels wrong no matter how you look at it.
The man was grabbed by his collar and pushed to the ground by Wang Qing, but there was no trace of fear on his face.
Under the moonlight, there was no white at all in his two mung bean-sized eyes, only two spots of darkness. A few thin beards around the mouth twitched and half grinned, as if smiling.
Looking at the man's face, Bai Menglu suddenly shuddered.
For a moment, she felt that the man in front of her didn't look like a human at all, but more like a mouse.
"Let...let me go." The man's mouth opened and closed, and a sharp tone came out from his throat.
The voice was mixed with some strange "squeaking" noises, as if they were mice.
"Let you go?" Wang Qing suddenly sneered, "It's so late, what are you doing sneaking in?!"
The more Wang Qing looked at this man, the more Wang Qing felt that he had a rat-like head and a rat-like face.
There must be something fishy about sneaking around the cemetery at night!
At this moment, Wang Qing suddenly had an idea and remembered something.
By the way, resting place cemetery!
She asked, "Why does this name sound so familiar?"
Haven't you heard it on the radio before?
On the day I left Gaicai Middle School, I listened to the driver playing the radio in the car. The radio said that there have been many tomb robberies in the Rest of Peace Cemetery recently.
Moreover, most of the stolen graves were the solitary graves of elderly people without children. The grave goods in the graves were looted, and even the remains were damaged.
Thinking of this, Wang Qing narrowed his eyes and the expression on his face became unkind.
"Say! Are you here to rob the tomb?!" Wang Qing asked sharply.
Wang Qing can't think of any other possibility besides tomb robbers for this kind of guy who is still here after 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.
Bai Menglu, who was on the side, was also stunned when she heard Wang Qing ask this question.
Just as he was about to step forward, Sun Sihui's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, urgent and panicked.
"Be careful, look around you!"
In the security room, Sun Sihui stared at the TV screen, her face full of nervousness and panic.
There are more and more bugs crawling on the TV screen.
Insects similar in shape to rat women, twisting their round and plump bodies, gathered more and more together, and had already obscured a small part of the screen.
Sun Sihui was anxious.
On the screen, there was no part blocked by these bugs. There seemed to be monsters lying on the ground in the dark, twisting their limbs and gathering towards Bai Monroe.
She reminded Bai Monroe aloud, "There are more and more, run!"
However, the sound was distorted by an unknown force, mixed with the sound of "pricking, stinging" electricity.
It seemed that the more bugs there were on the TV, the more unclear Bai Monroe could hear Sun Sihui's voice.
By the time Bai Menglu saw her surroundings clearly, it was already too late.
Like mice standing up one after another from crawling on the ground, individual figures appeared behind the tombstones of the surrounding tombs, and Lin Li was silent.
Countless eyes fell on Bai Menglu and Wang Qing.
Bai Menglu was stared at by these eyes, her heart trembled, and she felt horrified.
"Wang, Wang Qing..." Bai Menglu couldn't help but called Wang Qing's name in a low voice.
Wang Qing finally recovered from questioning the man. When he turned his head, he saw many shadows around him.
Even Wang Qing was startled when so many people suddenly appeared, and he subconsciously took a step back.
Seeing Wang Qing's fear, the man whose trouser leg was caught by the "dog" suddenly laughed "haha".
His laugh was also high-pitched.
It looked like someone was scratching the wall with their fingernails.
A pair of mung bean-like eyes shone with a smug and sinister light.
"Squeak. Squeak."
Suddenly there were many small sounds around, like a group of mice barking, exchanging information with each other.
But when it comes to mice, the sound is not natural enough. It is more like a human imitating the sound of a mouse.
Under the cold moonlight, there was an indescribable eerie feeling.
Bai Menglu stood there, sweating in her clenched hands.
She moved closer to Wang Qing.
Bai Menglu looked at Wang Qing's calm face in the night.
The little bit of snow-white skin exposed outside the clothes was almost covered with a light blue-gray color by the moonlight.
No matter how powerful Wang Qing is and can beat Wei Wei, it might be difficult for him to deal with so many at the same time.
Bai Monroe bit her lip, seeming to have made up her mind.
"Boss..." Why don't I stay here to hold them back, and you can leave first.
Bai Menglu didn't have time to say anything.
Among the dark shadows, a figure suddenly moved and walked out from behind the tombstone.
The moonlight illuminated his face.
A face that looked very similar to the person Wang Qing had captured.
He is also thin, with a protruding mouth, a few beards on his cheeks, and eyes as small as mung beans.
But there was still a wisp of bright red and black liquid hanging around his mouth, like some kind of blood that was no longer fresh and starting to rot.
In one of his thin and thin hands, he was still dragging half of a human body - a hole in the rotten soft belly, and a few black intestines slipped out.
The marks of gnawing on it are extremely clear.
