Terror System
l Old Man

"No need Xia Feng, I appreciate your kindness. You've been with me for almost a day."

Compared to Xia Feng's urgency and wisdom, Wang Wanru had already thought of the idea of returning.

Xia Feng did not want to tell Wang Wanru clearly that he had to bring her here because of the system mission, so he could only blame Wang Wanru for the reason.

"Help people to the end. Besides, this is also your grandmother's wish. He asked you to come here in a dream."

"He may be here, but since it's a daytime relationship, he can't go out to see you. If we just leave, I think your grandmother will be very sad."

"So we'll come back later, and if we still haven't seen your grandmother, it's not too late for us to come back."

"In this way, we will try our best, and there will be no regrets. "

Hearing what Xia Feng said, Wang Wanru recalled the scene where he often dreamed of his grandmother, his dreams were completely dark, unlike during the day.

"Okay, then let's come here after sundown."

Nodding in agreement, Wang Wanru thanked Xia Feng again:

"Xia Feng, I'm really grateful this time."

"Don't say that if I'm your friend. It makes me feel like it has helped me a lot, and I'm so sorry."

Xia Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, then deliberately changed the subject and said:

"It takes a while for the sun to set. We all remember the way this time. Why don't we go down the mountain and find a nearby place to rest and eat, then come back?"

Wang Wanru glanced at the time and did not mind Xia Feng's proposal, the two then walked down the mountain one after another.

Not long after the two of them left, a shadow like a human face appeared on the tombstone belonging to Grandma Wang Wanru.

But it only existed for a moment, and soon disappeared.

Wu Jingshan was not very tall. The reason why they had come so slowly earlier, other than meeting the ghost that hit the wall, was because they were unsure of the location of Wang Wanru's grandmother's grave, so they continued to walk and search, looking, which of course wastes a lot of time.

But at this moment, the two of them remembered the path, so the time to descend the mountain was clearly much faster.

About 20 minutes later, Xia Feng came down from the mountain and got into the car.

Perhaps because she did not walk too often, as soon as Xia Feng sat down, the soles of her feet hurt, and even her ankles hurt a little.

"I remember when I came, I saw a local restaurant nearby."

Xia Feng remembered and finished talking, and saw Wang Wanru take out a bottle of yogurt from his backpack and hand it to him:

"I don't know if you like it or not. Boys don't seem too interested in this."

"You're wrong about that. Boys are attracted to any kind of milk."

Xia Feng also received the yogurt Wang Wanru gave him with a smile, then opened the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip.

Just as he turned to look at Wang Wanru, he discovered that Xiao Nizi's face was a little shy, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

"What's wrong, because I'm too cool to drink milk? Then next time I'll try drinking a little worse."

“I hate, you're too narcissistic.” Wang Wanru stared blankly at Xia Feng, and the two felt the distance between them getting closer.

"If you're not hungry, let's rest in the car for a bit. When you come back in the evening, how about I invite you to a meal?"

After being silent for a while, Wang Wanru asked Xia Feng in slight embarrassment.

"Of course it's good, there's no reason not to go when a beautiful woman treats guests to a meal."

"alright. Then we go to dinner."

Seeing Xia Feng agree, Wang Wanru also had a beautiful smile on his face.

The two of them did not know what to say for a while, so they stopped talking, those who saw their phones saw their phones, and those who looked out the window looked out the window.

After a while, Xia Feng muttered suspiciously:

"What's so weird, why fire books on all supernatural books?"

“What?” Wang Wanru asked subconsciously when he heard Xia Feng mutter.

"That's normal. Everyone loves to read novels with a horror atmosphere, and very few of them read fantasy and other types of novels."

When Xia Feng heard Wang Wanru's words, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that in this world, supernatural novels were the mainstream, whereas fantasy novels were the minority?

Licking her dry lips, Xia Feng decided to read some of the most popular novels after completing this mission. Let's see how the level is, after all, he has a plot mission and re-enters the line sooner or later.

"Oh, then which author's novel do you like to read the most?"

"The thriller from the wind blowing sand is terrifying and the plot is good, and very talented."

Looking at Wang Wanru's expression of admiration, Xia Feng couldn't help but think that when he wrote earlier, he was also known for his thriller style, and the plot wasn't bad.

Because the mainstream of these websites is fantasy, so dedicated book editors are rarely recommended.

He always felt that if he read too many supernatural things at all times, his book would definitely become popular.

I thought the probability of this kind of occurrence was almost zero, but now, it seems like it really happened.

The system's plot tasks are one main line and four branch lines.

It seems that they have nothing to do with each other, but if you think about it carefully, the relationship is actually quite big.

Because as long as he could complete all the subplots, then the realization of the main plot was not far off.

After all, if it were to become the most influential youngster, the prerequisite was to create achievements that ordinary people would find difficult to achieve.

As for buying a large villa with an area of thousands of square meters, and falling in love with ten beauties, these two conditions are not difficult to achieve as long as there is enough money.

Speaking of 10,000 and 10,000, the rare thing is how to be a great horror writer and how to make a best-selling horror movie.

"This time, even God helped me. I really want to grow."

Xia Feng's face was filled with smiles, and he couldn't help but begin to imagine in his mind, imagining that he would become a famous great writer, a great director, sitting on top of thousands of fans, sitting on top of thousands, and beautiful scenery lined up.

Time passed quietly in silence, and the sunset outside had splashed the last ray of light on earth.

The sky turned dark, and the warm sunlight earlier had completely disappeared.

Xia Feng opened the car door and Wang Wanru came out one after another, and was suddenly shivering by the cold wind that blew.

"Once the sun goes down, it's much colder."

"yeah. It might be colder in the mountains. If you wait for me here, I'll ride on my own."

"If you were kidnapped by a child and the police found you, maybe they would say that I sold you. I don't want to be blamed, I have to be a quiet knight and escort you all the way."

After Xia Feng finished his speech, he stopped talking nonsense. After all, this barren mountain cemetery was not a good place since ancient times. So it was better to let Wang Wanru see his grandmother early, and they had to leave early.

If Grandma Wang Wanru's ghost really existed, it was hard to tell how many wild ghosts there would be in Wu Jingshan.

He did not want the task to not be completed, and he would be scared to death again.

The two pulled out their phones, turned on the flashlight, and looked at the road ahead while paying attention to what was going on around them.

A cold wind blew the surrounding trees, causing the trees to sway for a while, and the leaves rattled, At this moment, it sounded like many people were running and chasing after them.

Originally, Wang Wanru was still a bit away from Xia Feng, but out of fear, he got closer to Xia Feng as he walked.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, I can't do anything more, just have enough energy. If any wild ghosts dare attack us, I'll drown them with piss."

"Haha, I'm glad you're so strong."

Wang Wanru could not help but laugh after hearing this, and the fear that had accumulated in his heart also slightly disappeared.

After which, the two passed through two dense forests one after another, but just as they were about to come out, a rather dull call came from across diagonally.

"Hey.. young man..."

Xia Feng and Wang Wanru were concentrating on their journey, and their nerves were already tense. When they suddenly heard a voice that came not far away, they were all shocked, especially Wang Wanru who was shouting loudly.

Xia Feng gulped his saliva and looked at the location where the sound was coming from with his phone. He saw that there were about seven or eight meters away from them. An old man in a light blue cloth coat was sitting in front of a tree. Over there.