Chapter 272 A man more terrifying than a ghost

"It's over now..."

"You said you'd be back in two hours, but now it looks like you may not be able to be back tomorrow morning!"

"Uncle, I think you might be punished by the driver again..."

"She's been talking nonsense lately, and she hates us for taking advantage of our opportunities to search for wasteland. If we don't go back tomorrow morning and delay the team's trip, with her current temper, will she castrate you directly? Just give everyone a warning..."

"Fuck you, stop talking here, it's too scary..."

"Uncle, you're my uncle, and my uncle is your big brother..."

"..."

Under the red moon, the trapped truck stopped on the side of the road, with only quiet lights shining into the distance.

The uncle and nephew were in the cab, with sweat on their foreheads, flipping through the map back and forth, and arguing at the same time.

It can be seen that the small area on the map has been drawn with lines by them.

One of the most eye-catching lines is the most eye-catching.

That was the path and villages they passed by when they got off the main road.

In theory, as long as they went back along this line, they could return to the previous camp.

But they were sure that they had not taken the wrong path, and after trying several times, they were trapped in the wilderness.

This feeling was like the roads around them suddenly became unreasonable.

They were clearly following the map and had just walked through it, but something went wrong.

"It's a bit troublesome..."

The middle-aged man looked at the map for a while, took a deep breath, and then covered his nose again.

The smell in the cab was indeed too strong.

He hurriedly rolled down a window to let in some air from outside, and the cool breeze made his brain clearer.

But the middle-aged man's heart was colder than the wind.

He sighed and said in a low voice: "It's fucked up. We have walked these roads. Logically, we can get out anyway, but we always walk to this crooked tree. This is... too weird!"

"Uncle..."

The young man's voice was also a little trembling: "In your old stories, did you say what the consequences of the ghost wall are?"

"It seems not..."

The middle-aged man whispered: "It seems that either he slept in the grave, or he finally found a way out..."

The young man hurriedly said: "Really walked out?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "It is also possible that those who didn't walk out didn't have the chance to leave a story?"

"Huh..."

"So scary..."

"Bah, be brave, don't be afraid at this time..."

"Uncle, I'm even more scared when you say that..."

"You lower your voice, always give me a feeling that you are worried that something will hear..."

"..."

"To be honest, I do..."

The middle-aged man couldn't hold it anymore. He stretched his head out of the car window and saw that the sky and the earth were only two colors.

There was a crescent red moon in the sky, quiet and strange.

Below was the vast wilderness, huge darkness, covering everything on the earth, including them.

Everything now had already made them feel terrified.

And in the completely impenetrable darkness, it seemed that something unknown would suddenly rush towards them at any time.

"Uncle, I'm not afraid to sleep here for one night. The front of the car will definitely come to find us..."

The young man couldn't help but tremble and said, "But if we encounter something again..."

"Beep beep beep..."

Just when the young man's words made the middle-aged man nervous, a sudden sound suddenly came from the extremely silent wilderness. They were startled at the same time, their hearts almost jumped to their throats, and they quickly stretched their heads to look over.

In the dark and thick darkness in the distance, a faint light lit up.

The light was far away and could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that it was slowly approaching their place.

The sound of the engine was looming, as if it was the only sound in this area.

It was also when they heard the sound of the engine that the uncle and nephew realized that in this area, it seemed that even the sound of insects could not be heard.

...

"Uncle, then... is someone coming?"

The young man subconsciously felt a little surprised, but the words he said were subconsciously a little chilling.

"It's the middle of the night in the wilderness, and there are still people riding motorcycles to travel?"

The middle-aged man's heart trembled slightly, and then he reacted and whispered: "Turn off the engine, draw the gun, be careful."

The young man reacted immediately and hurriedly pulled a gun in his hand.

At the same time, the middle-aged man had turned off the lights, but he refused to take out the car key, and the engine was running in a slow way. They were all very experienced in the wilderness, and they didn't dare to turn off the engine directly at this time. In fact, if he had not been so confused by the unknown road and panicked, he would have driven far away.

In the wilderness, one must be alert all the time.

...

There was a dead silence in the cab. In the darkness, the middle-aged man and the young man held their guns tightly and stared at the light.

Gulp... Gulp...

This was the sound of their heartbeats, so clear.

Beep...

Finally, in the complex psychology of wanting the other party to come quickly and not come, the sound of the motorcycle engine became clearer, and the light gradually became brighter and brighter, driving towards them slowly.

They squinted their eyes and distinguished carefully.

Soon, from the side of the light, they could vaguely see that it was indeed just a silver motorcycle.

"Uncle, the ghost behind the red moon should not ride a motorcycle, right?"

The young man couldn't help swallowing and asked in a low voice.

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man was already serious, and whispered: "The most terrifying thing these days may not necessarily be ghosts..."

"Ask him later, but don't talk nonsense..."

"..."

The young man immediately nodded vigorously and pressed his nervous and slightly trembling palm.

A few minutes later, the motorcycle slowly passed by the truck, and a young man who looked very clean was sitting on the car.

He seemed to have found a truck here when he got closer, and carefully turned the front of the car to the side of the road.

At the same time, his eyes also looked into the cab with some curiosity.

The middle-aged man slowly exhaled and prepared to ask him something.

If it were normal, he would definitely choose not to deal with strangers, but on this weird night, he couldn't care less.

Just his heart tightened, thinking about how to ask the most appropriate question...

"Good evening."

But just when the uncle was nervously organizing his words in his heart, but before he could ask, he saw that the person on the motorcycle had already driven to the side of the truck. When he passed the cab, he looked inside and said hello with a smile.

Then, he walked away with a beep.

"Ah, this..."

The two people on the car watched the scooter go away, swallowed their saliva at the same time, and were a little confused.

"Then... is that person a human or a ghost?"

The young man was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly asked the middle-aged man: "Are all ghosts so polite now?"

The middle-aged man was also stunned for a moment, and said: "I don't quite understand..."

"Why don't you ask for directions?"

"I... I didn't have time to speak, and he left..."

"..."

An indescribable feeling surged in the hearts of the uncle and nephew, doubt, confusion, regret, all kinds of emotions entered their hearts, and at the same time, they were a little difficult to understand why he came over to say hello, and then left with a beep...

"No, uncle, we didn't see him when we were circling just now..."

The young man suddenly reacted and said: "Does this mean that we can get out now?"

The middle-aged man was startled, and hurriedly turned on the lights in the cab and took out the map.

His rough fingers kept scratching on the map, muttering: "He just came from here, so..."

But the more he scratched, the more frightened he was, and his voice slowly fell.

The young man was even more surprised and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, it seems that there is no road where he came from..."

The two stared at each other. What on earth could this person come from a place without a road?

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Suddenly, just when the uncle and nephew were scared and almost drowned in panic, the sound of a motorcycle sounded behind them.

The two shivered, turned off the lights in a hurry, and nervously held the gun in their hands.

Turning their heads, they saw the lights on on the small road far behind them, slowly approaching their direction.

It was still the same direction, and it looked the same angle.

"No..."

The young man murmured, a little uncertain: "...right?"

The middle-aged man also looked confused: "It shouldn't be..."

In their nervous and anxious mood, they gradually saw the light approaching.

It was still a motorcycle.

The body of the car was silver, and a young man in clean clothes was sitting on it.

Especially, at a glance, it felt extremely familiar, as if time had turned back.

But seeing each other's eyes, they understood that this was not a reversal of time.

Gulp... Gulp... Gulp...

This time, their hearts beat faster than before.

Then, just when their hearts were about to jump out of their chests, the motorcycle passed by their cab.

This time, they saw the face of the rider again, who was the one who just passed by.

When passing by the cab, the young man on the car nodded to them and said friendly: "Hello."

"..."

An indescribable absurd feeling instantly enveloped the uncle and nephew. They wanted to ask for directions just now, but this time they just turned their heads and watched the motorcycle go away stupidly.

There was only one thought in their minds: "What on earth... is that?"

However, just when the weird feeling in their hearts reached its peak, the sound of the motorcycle engine suddenly stopped.

They turned their heads suddenly and saw that the lights in front had stopped, and then slowly turned around.

After a while, the motorcycle came back with a humming sound, and the person on the motorcycle tilted his head to look at them with a puzzled expression:

"Have we met before?"