The red moon returns

Chapter 286 Weird Camp

The sky is getting dark and the red moon is rising.

Accompanied by the clear ringing of carriage bells, the long motorcade slowly advanced along the mountain canyons.

The environment was getting darker and darker, with only the gas lantern hanging on the front of the car still emitting a pale light.

Of course Lynch would not tell them the truth. After being reminded by the two ladies, he became more vigilant, carefully hiding himself, and carefully calculating the possible flaws of these people.

These people didn't show any awareness. They were all professionals. They had a lot of fun playing the code cracking game. Even the unsociable Salin contributed a lot of ideas. Unfortunately, they lacked key elements and were unable to break through the objective limitations. In the end, there was no result.

Until the end, everyone lost interest one by one. Accompanied by the monotonous ringing of bells and the sound of horse hooves, they fell asleep in the bumps of the carriage. However, not long after Lynch had been confused, he suddenly realized that there was a faint light in the darkness in the distance. Flashing.

"Here we are."

The coachman's shout woke up the half-asleep passengers. He immediately raised his gas lantern and waved it toward the rear. Soon, the convoy behind also burst into cheers.

The bumpy journey is finally over, and the destination of Rift Ridge Valley has been reached.

This is a valley of several square kilometers with a desolate environment, but a simple building has been built in the valley. It is said to be a simple building, but Lynch looks to be in better condition than the shacks where many poor people live in the King District.

It is said that this was the former forward survey station of the Norling-Rhine Railway. Later, many accidents occurred during the survey, and more than twenty people died. Later, strange things were discovered in the mountains, and the line was finally abandoned.

However, the survey camp 'just happened' to be left for the archaeological team to use in the past few days.

On one side of the valley is a small lake, and on the other side is a large open space surrounded by fences. There are three rows of houses built in the shape of a gate on the open space.

At this time, a bonfire had been lit in the middle of the three rows of houses, and a grill was set up beside the bonfire. A poor fat sheep was hanging on the grill. It had been roasted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. The aroma spread in all directions, and the convoy was still It was already smelled from a distance without getting close, causing Carl Jones and the rude bearded Jack to scream, and even the elegant Rooney's throat squirmed.

Behind the bright bonfire, warm light also shines from the three rows of houses. There are obvious signs of cleaning on the windows and the ground. It seems that Mayor Howard has arranged manpower to clean up the site in advance.

After a few hours of bumping around, what could be more tempting than a clean house, a warm campfire, and delicious food?
Of course it’s a vat of fine wine.

From a distance, several large wine barrels were piled near the bonfire. Just by looking at them, you could smell the fragrant aroma of wine.

This made Lynch have to admit that from the perspective of treatment, Howard is still a good employer. At least he provides the best treatment throughout the process and is thoughtful. In contrast, Speaker Grant's desperate squeeze Factory owners who are employees are far worse.

"Haha, we are here, thank you to our generous mayor."

Carl Jones whistled at the camp from a distance to inform the people in the camp. Before the carriage approached the fence, he turned around and said to everyone:

"Everyone will tidy up for a while, have a good meal and have a lively celebration to celebrate our official start of work. It will end on time at eleven o'clock, and Dr. Jenna will preside over the combat meeting. After the meeting, everyone will have a good rest and set off early tomorrow morning. It is best to do it in one day It can solve the problem, but if it really can’t be done, it can’t take more than three days, otherwise the ceremony will fail, Dr. Jenna, this arrangement is okay.”

The doctor had already put away the strange black notebook and nodded carelessly. The silent understanding made Lynch narrow his eyes thoughtfully, but he didn't say anything.

Because he was thinking about another issue.

The whistle was blown and the motorcade arrived at the door. Where were the people waiting inside? Why haven't you opened the door yet?
Did you fall asleep after waiting too long? But for such a large amount of work, there must be more than one person coming, and they can't all be asleep.

Carl Jones frowned, jumped out of the car first, rushed over to open the fence door in a few steps, and signaled the convoy to enter. Then he caught the rapier thrown by Dr. Jenna behind him with his backhand, held the scabbard and approached the fire.

No one said anything, but the joy of just reaching the finish line disappeared in an instant, but Lynch's heart was already covered with a haze.

Something is wrong.

It's not like something happened right after arriving.

The carriage stopped by the bonfire, and the remaining people jumped out of the car silently. Dr. Jenna waved to arrange for other vehicles to enter, while the other five people, including Lynch, gathered around the bonfire consciously.

The time was calculated very accurately. The aroma of the sheep being roasted was overflowing, the temperature was just right, and the bonfire was burning brightly. It should have been lit not long ago.

There was indeed wine in the barrel, including red wine, beer, and spirits. The beer was still foaming, and it shouldn't have taken more than fifteen minutes to open it.

His eyes quickly swept across the ground. There were no traces of fighting or blood. It couldn't be any more normal. But what about people?

Big-nosed Jack kept twitching his nose, but finally shook his head, and the lonely Salin muttered something, but also got nothing.

There was a soft sound from the other side of the bonfire, and Karl walked out of the barracks with his sword in hand, shaking his head in response to the expectant looks of several people.

The camp was deserted.

"There is no smell of blood." Jack Adams reported in a low voice, avoiding the workers who were getting off the car one after another.

"There is no remnant of the secret technique." Salin also said coldly.

"It's weird, where will people go? It is expected that there should be six workers here to pick us up." Carl Jones frowned and thought, "We can't just pack up and leave."

"Impossible, these people have obviously just left." Rooney immediately denied, "I made a conscious observation when I came in. There is only one path we are taking. If they come out of the mountain, we will definitely encounter them, unless they go to the other side."

"It's a deep mountain over there, there's no reason for them to go in."

Dr. Jenna has already arranged for the workers. These ordinary people don't know what happened yet and think everything is normal. They are happily assigning rooms. Only seven people from the archaeological team gathered around the campfire with gloomy expressions:
"Could it be that they all died suddenly just before we arrived?"

The camp was still the same cozy camp, but it was worth looking forward to just now, and now it was so weird. The six living people disappeared out of thin air without any warning, as if they had been eaten by the camp.

Phew, is this to welcome me? I've dressed up like this, but I still can't avoid the mysterious pursuit?
Realizing that now was not the time to hide his clumsiness, Lin Qi sighed, held up his fan and started walking around the campfire.

[Power, death, ability, perception of death. 】

Seeing death scenes within the surrounding twenty-four hours, the closer the time is, the clearer the scene becomes.

When the ability was turned on, his eyes turned pure white. There were only black and white in front of Lynch's eyes. Countless black threads covered the edges of his vision, and a gloomy and strange whisper came from his ears.

"The breath of death does not permeate here. They did not die, at least not here."

After walking around the camp, Lynch shook his head regretfully. Dr. Jenna and Karl sighed helplessly. Just as they were about to say something, they saw a change in their eyes behind the fans.

"No, wait."

Lynch noticed that he did not see the death scene in front of him, but he always felt that there was something to look forward to in a certain direction. It must have been another strange increase brought about by divine authority. Lynch no longer hesitated, maintained his ability to sense death, made a follow-me gesture, and walked around to the back of the camp.

There is a forest around the camp, but the forest is not deep, only a few tens of meters. After passing through, you suddenly see a bare cliff.

The moment he approached the cliff, light and shadow flashed before his eyes.

For unknown reasons, the six figures ran at a sprinting speed, and then crashed to death on the cliff one after another.

One of them may not have been fast enough and was not killed once. Instead, he lay down next to the cliff and hit him hard several times until there was no movement at all.

Hiss, damn it, this kind of unprovoked self-mutilation again, damn mysterious, you have the ability to let me see something weirder, so I will obey you.

It turns out, there is.

When Lynch canceled his ability and returned to normal vision, he suddenly froze.

Because in front of him, everything was normal before the cliff.

Not only was there no body, there was no blood or brains.

On the cliff, in the dirt on the ground, it was as clean as if everything just now was just an illusion.

(End of this chapter)