The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

After Hou Qingxu gave the order, Old Wei took action again. He led a group of people directly to Lanqiong Mountain. This time they were not bare-handed, but well-equipped.

Human beings admire formalism, such as tears of regret without true feelings, or ineffective rescues that are pretentious.

If Ning Yun was really missing alone in Lanqiong Mountain, she would probably have been out of the cold, but she would still have to work hard to save people.

Lao Wei still planned to fish in troubled waters, but unfortunately they underestimated the horror of the deep mountains and old forests. Leaving Yizhuang and gradually moving away from human activity areas, the real barren mountains and mountains are not the fresh air, greenery, and beauty in the fantasy. At this season, the most numerous ones are bugs.

Mosquitoes are flying all over the sky. Just looking at them makes your scalp numb. How can you still think about enjoying the scenery?

The mountain road was difficult to navigate. People walking in the mountain forest waved their hands to drive away the insects while sweating profusely as they hurried along the narrow mountain road. They brought so much equipment that they couldn't walk fast at all, and soon they were exhausted.

Lao Wei very decisively ordered to rest where he was. At this moment, a man suddenly walked out of the woods, "Stop, who are you?"

He was wearing a green military uniform, with a red armband hanging on his arm and a gun behind his back. He seemed to be a staff member of the forest ranger.

The forest rangers are qualified to hold guns. After all, when patrolling in the wild, they will occasionally encounter some dangers. Carrying a gun on their body can form a sufficient deterrent, enough to deter poachers or hungry wild beasts.

As soon as this ordinary-looking ranger appeared in front of him with a gun on his back, everyone present froze. This is also normal. Ordinary people will subconsciously become respectful when they meet someone who is organized.

The ranger asked: "What are you doing here? It's easy to encounter danger in the wilderness. If nothing happens, please don't go further."

Lao Wei stood up and responded: "That's right, we have a friend who is lost in the mountains. We spontaneously organize to go into the mountains to look for him..."

He told the truth without any fear of being questioned, but the ranger refused to let him go: "Finding people should be left to professionals. You should go back quickly. If you get lost too, it will be even more troublesome." ”

"This comrade, human life is more important than heaven, so we also want to do our part." Everyone explained in a hurry.

The forest ranger was weak, but his attitude was still tough: "The terrain of the forest area here is complicated, and further ahead is the protected area. I don't want to deliberately stop you, but you inexperienced people will go there in vain." ”

"Brother, please be accommodating on this matter. We are not poaching trees, we really just want to save people." Old Wei noticed that the other party's tone softened and quickly handed over a red envelope.

The ranger was stunned for a moment, then simply gave in and put the red envelope into his pocket, "Okay, after you enter from the mountain pass here, be sure not to make too much noise, make no open flames, and don't Smoking to avoid starting a wildfire.”

"I understand." Old Wei said a few more words and then hurriedly left with the others.

The yellow-haired young man following behind curled his lips. He was a little impatient. Can't he just pretend to do this kind of task? He spat on the ground, and when he turned around, he found the ranger holding up his cell phone to the group of them.

Huang Mao didn't pay much attention and followed in the footsteps of Old Wei and others.

After they and the ranger left, a figure staggered out of the forest. His whole body was covered in blood, his expression was haggard and pale, and he looked even more embarrassed than the refugees. He murmured: "They are all dead! They are all dead! Haha..."

The shrill wails of his companions seemed to be echoing in his ears, and his heart was filled with endless grief. They encountered extremely terrifying supernatural phenomena, and Professor Zhang and the rest of the archaeological team died.

Thinking of the hell-like nightmare he had experienced during this period, Xiao Li's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Those people won't let me go." Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, knowing that he was still in crisis.

He was the only survivor, but he didn't know if he could survive in this mountain forest. He always felt that something was wrong with his body...

The climate in the mountains was unpredictable. In a blink of an eye, the clouds were overcast and it began to rain. Lao Wei and his party walked forward in the rain for a while. They happened to see a dilapidated wooden shack and temporarily hid in it.

"Damn it, the weather forecast said it would be sunny for the past half month, but it suddenly started raining!"

"I'm all wet. With this rain, the road in the mountains will definitely be more difficult to walk. What should I do next?"

Several people complained quietly.

"Stop arguing, things haven't been done well, be careful of Young Master Hou losing his temper and killing you." Seeing that morale was unstable, Old Wei hurriedly spoke out to calm the situation, "Let's not be anxious, no matter whether we can find someone or not, we must do something Make a show and stay in the mountains for at least a day or two before returning to work. "

"Brother Wei is right." Huang Mao immediately agreed with Old Wei's words, "In these deep mountains and old forests, people can't hold on for long. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all problems. It's not easy to find food in the mountains. The food a person can carry is limited. , It will be eaten in a few days, and you may encounter wild animals at night. The girl has been missing for a long time. If she is really lost in the mountains, I am afraid that even the body will not be preserved. "

It is impossible to cross the mountains alone. Even if you have enough supplies, you will easily get lost without a guide to lead the way.

Of course, there is another possibility. Ning Yun was abducted by criminals. Those criminals may protect Ning Yun from death for some reason.

But Lao Wei and his gang will never go head-to-head with the criminals suspected of being ghost riders for Ning Yun.

It is raining now. It is impossible to continue walking into the mountains. Moreover, it is cloudy at this time. It will soon be dark. If you want to go back in the rain, you will probably not be able to get out of the mountain until night.

Walking in the mountains at night is simply seeking death.

Lao Wei thought for a while: "Let's rest in this cabin for the time being. Wait until the rain stops and go down the mountain tomorrow morning."

Everyone nodded in agreement. The sound of raindrops was crackling. They did not notice that a figure was slowly walking out of the woods. His movements were very light. The sound of rain covered all the movements. A pair of eyes stared at the direction of the cabin.

Kacha——

The door of the cabin was violently smashed.

Screams rang out.

"Run, run in different directions..."

Fleeing in panic, hunting with preparations in advance.

Despite the large number of people, Lao Wei's group was still at a disadvantage. The opponent was too strong, like a wolf in a flock of sheep. Lao Wei could not resist even with the supernatural power of the evil spirit.

In just a few minutes, most of Lao Wei's group was killed.

The remaining people fled in panic, running wildly in the dense forest in the rain.

However, the mountain road was slippery and muddy after the rain, and such behavior was tantamount to seeking death. On the steep mountain road halfway up the mountain, someone suddenly slipped and fell down with another person beside him. Someone wanted to stop to save people, but soon there was a shrill scream.

People who were alone were more likely to be killed.

Lao Wei felt a burst of grief in his heart, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace. Those who died were all his loved ones!

The hunters were like fish in water in the dense forest, hunting down their targets one by one at a very fast speed.

Old Wei found that no matter how he ran, he seemed unable to escape from his hunting range.

"Damn it!" He was furious, stopped suddenly, took out his golden pistol, and pointed the black muzzle at the woods behind him.

At this time, everything was silent, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

"Brother Wei." Some of the few people who were still alive continued to run away, while some stayed with Old Wei, because Old Wei was the strongest in the team, and running around in the mountains alone would have a higher mortality rate.

Huang Mao's expression was distorted. No matter how good he was at pretending, he was still cowardly at this critical moment of life and death. He also raised his gun and rolled his eyes left and right.

"Everyone, stand back to back and form a circle." Old Wei said, looking straight ahead. He felt that someone was defending behind him, and he just had to lock on to the front.

Unfortunately, he was still a little naive. When he focused his attention and looked straight ahead, a scream full of fear suddenly came from behind him.

"Ah——"

The people standing in the back were originally on alert, but the attacker attacked from behind. They didn't even have time to react. A dim light flashed by, and one of them was split in half vertically. His bones, flesh, and internal organs were all cut off and splashed out like an explosion.

Puff——

The other person came to his senses and shot immediately, but before he could pull the trigger, his head was crushed alive, and a lot of blood spurted out of his headless upper body.

The next moment, the evil hunter finally revealed his true face.

The man with an ordinary appearance, a common face, had no sense of existence in the crowd, and laughed, "Hehe, who will be killed next?"

Hearing this voice, Lao Wei and others felt numb on their scalps and got goose bumps all over the floor.

"Shoot!"

At Lao Wei's command, the bullets were fired furiously, directly emptying the magazine.

But the man suddenly moved, as if teleporting, his movements were as unpredictable as a ghost, and he kicked a man in the stomach with the force of his leg. Suddenly, a strange sound came, as if a ball filled with things burst, and the man who was kicked flew backwards and hit a tree. The sound of a broken spine followed, and you knew he was dead without looking.

Then, a short-haired young man in the team was hit by the man's powerful slap, half of his head disappeared in an instant, and red and white were scattered all over the ground. The death was extremely tragic.

The little yellow-haired man was already scared and stood there unable to move. His sphincter was slightly out of control. The bloody and cruel scene in front of him made his spirit suffer a strong shock.

Lao Wei roared, and urged the evil spirit in his body again. The air around him flowed violently with his body, making a whistling sound.

The other party watched him exert his strength with interest. Old Wei put his tongue on the roof of his mouth, said nothing, gathered his strength on his palm, and swung it out. Even if he couldn't kill him, he would try his best to hurt that guy!

Dong——

The other party didn't retreat or dodge, and just took the palm with his body.

Old Wei was full of joy and fought hard, but who knew that there was a crisp sound, and the force he hit on the other party was like hitting gold and stone. A reaction force came instantly, and the wrist joint that accumulated most of the strength made a sound of breaking.

The severe pain spread throughout his body like lightning. Old Wei screamed, stepped back a few steps, and fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open, full of disbelief, and he looked down. The skull tattoo on his palm, which was originally lifelike, was now much dimmer.

The strange attacker was full of disdain, "You are so weak, are you worthy of being called a ghost rider with your strength?"

Old Wei seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He rolled on the ground, secretly adjusted his body posture, jumped up in an instant, and ran away in a flash, completely ignoring the life and death of his companions. He vividly demonstrated what "run if you can't fight" is meant. .

The yellow-haired young man and another man who were left behind found that Old Wei had run away, and their expressions could not be concealed with panic.

Huang Mao reacted faster, pushed his only remaining companion towards the executioner, and chased in the direction where Old Wei escaped.

I have to say that this move did delay for a moment. Everything happened in a flash. The good news was that Huang Mao quickly caught up with Lao Wei. The bad news was that the mountain road in the heavy rain was extremely difficult and they ran around. One pass, already lost.

Old Wei was injured and his speed was getting slower and slower. Huang Mao was frightened. He also kicked deeply and shallowly. Suddenly he tripped over a tree root and his foot was stuck and could not be pulled out.

"Brother Wei, help me quickly!" Huang Mao shouted for help.

Old Wei didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but after thinking about it, in this deep mountain and old forest, one more person can increase the survival rate a little, and can be used as emergency rations even if the situation is bad.

Thinking this, he quickly fell back and pulled Huang Mao out.

Who knew that the next second, he would feel pain in the back of his neck. Wei was instantly confused and couldn't stand still. He held on to a tree to keep from falling.

"Brother Wei, I'm sorry!" Huang Mao's face was filled with tears: "That guy is catching up soon. I'm still so young. I don't want to die! Brother Wei, please delay it for me. This great kindness will last for me in the next life." I will repay you by acting like a cow!"

"Fuck your grandma!" Old Wei yelled, but Huang Mao had already taken the opportunity to run away.

"The car overturned in the gutter. Sure enough, if you are wandering on this road, you shouldn't have the slightest pity!" Old Wei gritted his teeth. Although he was a ghost controller, the ghost he controlled was tattooed on his palm, and it was also He was interrupted. Huang Mao's blow just now was too hard. If the ghost controller hadn't been physically strong, he might have been beaten to death.

Bang--

Gunshots came from the forest in the distance. Old Wei, who was still swollen, frowned. Huang Mao had no more bullets. What was going on with this gunshot?

Before he had time to think about such a trivial matter, the person who was chasing them was already chasing them. Old Wei clenched his back teeth. There was no way to survive anyway. Even if he tried to revive the ghost, he would try to take him away with him!

Perhaps he saw what Old Wei was thinking, because the man stood not far away from him, with a face full of jest.

"Why don't you come over!" Old Wei shouted from the bottom of his heart. At this time, footsteps approaching from far away came from another direction.

A forest ranger dressed in old-fashioned clothes slowly walked over, carrying several bloody human heads in his hands. One of them was yellow, his hair was stained with blood, and there was still endless fear on his face.

Old Wei was shocked, "You and him are in the same group..."

Snap——

His head was split open.

The ranger put his body into a bag, then ordered: "Take care of the scene." Then he turned and left.