Chapter 170 Observing the Observer

Chapter 170 Observing the Observer

Chapter 170 Observing the Observer

Tick.

The cold blood flowed down his cheeks to his chin and fell down crisply.

A lifeless woman's face filled his sight. Shen Qing turned his head stiffly and saw the silver-white van parked beside him.

He suddenly remembered where he had seen this car.

In a news report three years ago.

"This is the car that Ah Zhen and her boyfriend were driving at the time..."

Before the thoughts in his mind could take shape, his overly frightened body had already moved on its own. When Shen Qing came to his senses, the tea tree at the town gate and the van parked under the tree had been left behind, and he was running desperately along the dusty streets.

A shrill and long groan came from behind. It was Tangxin's voice.

Shen Qing didn't know what happened to her before she could escape, nor did he want to know. The series of horrific experiences had made him give up thinking. He just emptied his body and ran forward without any destination.

For a moment he even thought that it would be good to die here. At least he wouldn't have to suffer in despair and fear.

But soon this thought disappeared. He couldn't die because he still had a family.

My father is still in the hospital, and the medical insurance reimbursement limit has long been overdrawn. The only reason he can still survive is because of the high medical fees he pays on a daily basis.

His wife was pregnant and was due to give birth in two months, and his eldest son was still in school. The family's livelihood depended on him, so he could not die here, absolutely not.

Shen Qing didn't dare to imagine what his family would be like after his death. Only the heavy chain of responsibility was tied tightly around his neck, forcing this poor man whose will had already collapsed to continue struggling to survive in despair.

Gradually, a huge cracked face became clear in the field of vision, and the moonlight shone down, making the Buddha's face half black and half white.

Shen Qing's pace slowed down, and a bridge appeared in his sight, crossing the dry pool and leading to the lotus platform under the Four-Faced Buddha.

“Ha…ha…huh…ha…”

His body was on the verge of breaking point and he was gasping for breath. Shen Qing struggled to walk to the bridge head and sat down holding onto the rotten wooden fence.

Still came here.

Looking around, he didn't see anyone else. Xia Yubing, who had called him not long ago to ask him to come here, was not here either. The weird atmosphere gradually infected the quiet air. While adjusting his breathing, Shen Qing took out his cell phone from his pocket and planned to call Xia Yubing.

But perhaps the long-distance run that overdrawn his body made him exhausted, and his phone fell to the ground as soon as he took it out.

The cracked phone fell on the edge of the pool, just a few centimeters away from falling into the water. Shen Qing panted and actually smiled: "Luckily it didn't fall into the pool, otherwise it would be terrible."

In the confusion and despair with no end in sight, even such a small piece of luck could make him feel very happy.

Shen Qing reached out and grabbed the phone that had fallen to the ground.

Then, a pale hand stretched out from the deep darkness under the pool and suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"what--!"

The string that had been taut for a long time finally broke at this moment. Shen Qing shuddered all over and struggled to stand up like crazy. He forcibly broke free from the hand that was holding his wrist, danced around and made neurotic noises, then jumped headfirst into the dry pool.

click-

There was the sound of bones breaking, mixed with the sticky sound of flesh being torn apart. Shen Qing fell to his death in the abyss beneath the Four-Faced Buddha Lotus Platform.

The hand that he had freed was still clinging to the edge of the pool, and by holding the railing at the end of the bridge, he exerted force and lifted up a tall and thin man. Jiang Han climbed to the ground and picked up the phone that Shen Qing had dropped on the ground, with a strange look on his face.

"Did he die of fear from me?"

He really didn't expect that Shen Qing was so timid. He just wanted him to help him, but he was so scared that he jumped into the pool and committed suicide...

This town is getting weirder and weirder.

Jiang Han shook his head, his consciousness a little dazed: "Come to think of it, why am I here?"

He remembered that before... he first answered Xia Chong's call and went to find the program crew, but he didn't find them. Instead, he saw a silver-white van and Azhen who appeared out of nowhere.

I was so frightened by Ah Zhen that I fled into town in a panic. Then I saw Tang Xin fainted from hypoglycemia on the side of the road, so I fed her something, and then...

What happened next is unclear.

Jiang Han shook his head again and felt a throbbing pain in his temple. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and planned to call Xia Yubing again to ask her where she was.

The busy tone beeps three times and the call fails.

Looking at the red dial-up failure interface flashing on the screen, Jiang Han's face became even gloomier.

It's not that the call was hung up after answering, it's not that no one answered, and it's not that the other party's phone was turned off, but that there was no signal and the number could not be dialed out.

The situation was exactly the same as when I called the program team before.

"what happened?!"

The cool evening breeze lifted the corners of his clothes and blew his body cool. Jiang Han stuffed both phones into his pockets and walked towards the north of the town.

——Xia Yubing entered Zanju Town from that direction, and her cat was also lost there, so he decided to try his luck there.

Jiang Han's footsteps gradually faded away, and the open space in the center of the town returned to silence again. Only the stone lotus platform was still blooming above the abyss, and the giant Buddha with four faces sat in the center of the square world.

a long time.

The sound of rustling wind broke the empty silence and fell on the half of the small house facing the west side of the Buddha statue.

The reason why it is called half a building is that the second floor of this mud brick and tile house has collapsed, leaving only a few remaining walls less than two meters high.

A magpie with black and white feathers landed on the wall, lowered its head and used its beak to pick up a mobile phone stuck in the cracks of the bricks.

Then, the magpie turned into a young man wearing a demon mask. Ning Zhe sat on the wall with his mobile phone and pressed the "end recording" button in the center of the screen.

The cool evening breeze blew up his thin clothes. Ning Zhe raised his head and looked up at the cracked face of the big Buddha not far away.

Ning Zhe collected one cell phone each from Xia Yubing and Xiao Ke. Together with Shen Qing's spare phone and his own, he made a total of four phones, which he pointed at the southeast, northwest, and northeast sides of the Four-Faced Buddha.

Jiang Han’s body was at the bottom of the pool on the west side, so Ning Zhe first took the one on the west side, which was his own mobile phone.

"Okay, then let me see what I can capture after all this preparation..."

Ning Zhe sat on the wall, gently opened the photo album, opened the video with a third-party video player, and enabled the highest 16x speed playback.

(End of this chapter)