Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The three of them hit it off and thought this was a good idea.

Liu Qingshan was chopping wood. Seeing them coming back, he casually asked, "Where did you go? Mo Wen was just looking for you. He was worried that you might get lost in the mountains."

Mu Wan'er walked over and looked at the old lady who was basking in the sun. She felt inexplicably uncomfortable and couldn't help swallowing.

He lowered his voice and said, "Captain, can you come out with me? I have something to tell you. It's very important."

"Okay, wait until I finish chopping this log."

Soon the two of them went out to a corner. Mu Wan'er took out her phone, motioned him to look at it, and whispered, "Captain, this is what we just found."

"There are corpses at the foot of the mountain over there, there are explorers, and there are students who are traveling. Look, their ID cards are still there."

Liu Qingshan was silent after reading it, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "You mean, the villagers killed them and buried them at the foot of the mountain."

Mu Wan'er shook her head. "I'm not sure. I think we should call the police. I wonder how many bodies are still there."

"It's better to leave a murder case to the police."

"You have a cell phone, so you can call 110. The police will come and investigate. But if you do that, the villagers might be taken away."

Liu Qingshan said seriously, "I understand. I'll call and ask them right now. Have them come and take a look as soon as possible. We can go down the mountain tomorrow afternoon."

"Um"

Liu Qingshan was about to call 110 when a voice sounded behind him. It was so sinister that it seemed to be blowing next to his ear. He couldn't help but shiver and turned around to look.

The old woman had a smile on her face, but there was no trace of laughter in her eyes, as if there were flickering flames.

"Young man, you are not satisfied with the old woman's cooking. Who do you want to call?"

"Ok?"

Liu Qingshan subconsciously hid behind him and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Grandma, the school called me and said that I should go back early during the holidays because they are worried about the students running around."

Mu Wan'er was afraid that she would not believe him and would do something to the leader.

He echoed, "Yes, yes, our school is the best in China. We strictly control students' whereabouts and they must report their whereabouts."

What I mean is, if something happens to us, you will also be found out, so you should think twice before taking action.

The old woman seemed not to have heard the hidden meaning and returned to her usual kind smile: "Oh, that's really amazing, my grandson is also in the best school."

Liu Qingshan tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, and said with admiration: "Yes, that's why they say that grandma is so amazing, and her grandson is so amazing too."

"Haha, young people who know how to read are always nice to hear. Now go have fun. You have to go back to school tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you grandma. Please calculate the price. Don't be polite to us."

The old woman patted his arm, a wisp of black air wrapped around him, her eyes deepened, she turned around, waved her hand, and walked into the yard.

The two of them watched her disappear and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Wan'er was still a little scared and whispered, "Captain, don't you think her eyes are scary? It's like she's looking at a dead person."

"You said she believed it, should we go find Mo Wen? I always feel that this village is strange, why don't we go down the mountain today."

Liu Qingshan shook his head and said helplessly, "No, it's impossible. The bus is scheduled for 3:00 PM tomorrow. Even if we go down the mountain early, there won't be a bus."

"Besides, it's already so late. It's even more dangerous to be outside at night. Who knows if there will be wild animals? It's better to stay in the mountains where it's safer."

"Hey, too."

Mu Wan'er's little face showed a bit of confusion and helplessness.

Several people planned to keep watch that night. It would be the last night so that they could return home safely and find out what kind of insect was biting people.

The old lady in the next room noticed their actions, her eyes flashed scarlet, and she smiled strangely.

He murmured, "How perceptive! But I still can't escape. No one can leave without my permission..."

"It would be great if you could just be obedient, but you have to make me angry!"

In the stillness of the night.

Wisps of black mist drifted in and went straight into everyone's noses. The sound of people falling to the ground was heard, and something like a black flesh tube extended into the house.