Evil Land 50

  It was the uncle who had been on the same bus as them when they came. Mo Chen hastily bowed to the uncle. The uncle also smiled, "So you're also returning today, young lady."

  It seems everyone was delayed by the railroad and walked together in a crowd.

  The carriage without air conditioning was still sweltering, and Mo Xian followed Uncle to the door of the car to chat. It turned out that Uncle's name was Ye Shusen, a columnist for the magazine "Exploration".

  "A reader tipped us off that Qingyan has a werewolf, I'm here to investigate." Ye Shusen winked at Mochen, "Girl, keep it on the down low."

  Misty cicada suddenly felt amused, but somehow couldn't laugh out loud, could only shake her head. "Werewolf? Uncle and the others must have mistaken the nationality, thinking this is a foreign country? China doesn't have werewolf stories."

  Ye Shusen's face turned serious, "They sent a video recording. Moreover, exploration is our profession, as long as there is a clue, we must investigate to the end."

  Meng Chuan's heart also tightened, "The werewolf they're talking about, is it a human body with a wolf head?"

  "It's a transformation." Yeshu Sen's pupils deepened into the night, "Ordinarily human, on full moon nights they transform into wolves. This kind of hidden danger among humans is the most perilous."

  Foam cicada laughed, "Uncle, you must have been deceived. Those informants are vampires who watched too many movies - oh right, werewolves in vampire stories are actually good guys, they're the nemesis of vampires. We don't have vampires in China, what do we need werewolves for?"

  Ye Shusen smiled and said, "You don't believe me, just think of it as Uncle telling you a joke."

  "Uncle, do you believe it?"

  "I believe."

  Yeshu Sen Zheng nodded his head, "Before I did this profession, I would also think that this is nonsense; but after more than 20 years of professional experience, I finally understand that human science is too young and too shallow in the face of nature."

  Ye Shusen narrowed his eyes and gazed out of the car window at the mountain forest, "......human knowledge has not yet become broad enough to fully grasp this world."

  Mò Zhān didn't know what to say, just then he saw on the mountain from the green tree cluster a red wall and blue tiles appeared, flying eaves like wings, it was a temple. Mò Zhān smiled, "Uncle do you know, Qingyan has nine temples eight shrines... such a small place with so many gods, where would the wolf-like people dare to appear? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

  Ye Shusen didn't smile, "In a small place like this there are nine temples and eight shrines——Lass, why don't you think about it from another angle? Maybe this shows that the evil energy here is extremely strong, and so many gods have to join forces just to suppress it."

  The cicada let out a cool breath.

  Ye Shusen narrowed his eyes and gazed towards the mountain forest, “...... Qingyan, perhaps it's an evil place.”

  Mò zhān was so confused by Yè shù sēn's words that she decided to go back to her bed and try to sleep for a while. On her way back, she saw the guy in red pants holding his phone and speaking mysteriously. When he saw her coming back, he quickly covered up the phone... Mò zhān couldn't help but laugh, "Girlfriend?"

  The handsome guy in red pants panicked as if he was holding a hot yam instead of the phone, "No no no, not not not!"

  Misty cicada felt embarrassed, "Aiya, you go ahead and fight first, I'll go wash my face."

  Meng Chuan walked to the other end of the carriage, just in time to hear two middle-aged women murmuring, "I don't know if the railway repair is solid or not..."

  "It's okay. If it's not repaired properly, how dare they let the train pass? There are hundreds of lives on this train, does the railway dare to take such a big responsibility?"

  Misty cicada stretched her head to look at the bed on that side, and Xiaohong seemed to have finished making a phone call - Xiaohong, yeah, anyway, she didn't know what the handsome guy in red pants was called, so she just gave him this easy-to-remember nickname.

  "Hey, don't mind that old man, he's not a good person!" Xiao Hong whispered to her as soon as she sat down.

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  Thank you for the big red envelope from Lan.