After the girl wearing round glasses received a positive reply, she glanced at Fan Ren, then led him in the dark alley and began to twist and turn.

Fan Ren finally chose to cooperate with Jack, not because he liked to jump repeatedly.

But because the other party's previous behavior was too insecure, he decisively chose not to talk anymore.

However, so far, Fan Ren has encountered three confirmed ghosts.

Although none of them showed any aggression, he understood that this was only temporary. You must know that this is a cursed place, a place that can take away people's lives at any time.

He is not a three-year-old child, and he is not so ignorant and naive that he thinks he can spend the remaining eight days in peace.

When facing immeasurable danger, human beings will choose to come together as much as possible and then stick together to cope with the danger. This is a biological instinct engraved in the genetic blood.

When everyone adds fuel to the fire, instead of fighting alone, it is better to exchange intelligence clues and work together to find a way out as soon as possible.

As a human being, Fan Ren cannot avoid this biological instinct no matter how special his abilities are.

He believed that the city government, as shown by Jack, would definitely choose to forget the previous unpleasantness and agree to cooperate with him.

Under the threat of death, as long as they can find hope of life, people can hide their emotions and live with humiliation. Whether it is him, Jack, or even the other chosen ones.

Of course, it is impossible for Fan Ren to let down his guard. After all, in the Cursed Land, dangers not only come from the unknown, but sometimes also from the known, such as temporarily allied companions...

What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart. This sentence is never a lie.

"We're here." The girl wearing glasses suddenly stopped.

A house that looked like it hadn't been cleaned for a long time appeared in front of me.

There is a door god painting on the door that is exactly the same as the mayor's house. This is the second time Fan Ren has seen this in front of the door of a house. As for the doors of other houses, there is no door god.

Fan Ren looked at the house carefully and saw that it was in a dilapidated state, with even the facade covered with dust and cobwebs.

It seems to be an abandoned house without an owner. No wonder these chosen ones were able to find a place to live so quickly.

Wait, the abandoned house, Fan Ren thought of what the owner of Huangquan Restaurant said.

This is probably the home where Qiu Qingxiang no longer lives.

If this inference is correct, then it can be deduced that what the mayor said is basically false, and the other party is hiding something ulterior.

Fan Ren also stopped as his thoughts flashed:

"By the way, I haven't asked you your name yet?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and said, "My name is Tan Lu, what's yours?"

"Black Sheep." Fan Ren smiled gently.

"Yeah." Tan Lu turned her head and knocked on the door with her fingers.

"Tuk, Tuk—"

Her knocks on the door were rhythmic, three long and one short, like Morse code.

Fan Ren raised his eyebrows. These chosen ones seemed to have some brains. They knew that the local residents of the town could not be trusted, so they customized a secret code for knocking on the door.

It's just that it's a bit stupid to show the knock signal directly in front of an outsider like yourself without any precautions, or it might be said that it's like an inexperienced newcomer.

Logically speaking, this time the mission is so difficult that it is impossible for Zixin to appear.

Although it was a bit strange, Fan Ren didn't take it to heart, thinking that the other party was the kind of person who was lucky.

After knocking three times, Tan Lu put down her hand.

After a moment, with a squeaking sound, the door was opened a small crack.

"It's me." Tan Lu said hurriedly.

A man's voice came from the door:

"Why did you bring this man here?"

"He said he wanted to cooperate with Sister Jack and exchange intelligence information."

There was silence inside the door for a moment, and then he said:

"You guys wait, I'll ask Sister Jack first."

Without waiting for a reply, the door was closed again.

"Sorry, I have to wait a moment." Tan Lu lowered her head.

Seeing the other party's submissive look, Fan Ren changed the subject:

"Listening to what he said, you seem to be talking about me a lot? I don't mean anything else, I just think it's weird."

Tan Lu did not raise her head and whispered: "The main thing is that you are special. After all, all the chosen ones are gathered together, but you chose to hang out with NPCs."

"That's it." Hearing this, Fan Ren also understood what the other party meant. It was probably because he was too unique, so he attracted discussion and attention from other God's Chosen Ones.

Trying to avoid the door god painting on the door, Fan Ren continued:

"Oh, by the way, have you encountered anything strange in the past two days?"

"No, it's very peaceful. So far, it looks like an ordinary town." Tan Lu said.

Perhaps it was because they did not have close contact with the residents of this town, Fan Ren analyzed in his mind.

From a current perspective, this will indeed avoid a lot of trouble and danger, but from a long-term perspective, it is undoubtedly a waste of time. Without clues, there will be no way out. There is no way out. In the second half of the mission, it is very likely that

Will die directly.

The further back in time the cursed land becomes, the smaller the restrictions on ghosts and monsters become.

Fan Ren had no doubt that in the few hours before the red moon, all the ghosts would be released from their restrictions and start a complete killing spree against them, the Chosen Ones.

In the world they live in, there is no ability or person that can kill idealistic beings. They can only use some kind of power to delay or repel these idealistic existences.

These words said by Kira Yoshikage were constantly recalled in Fan Ren's mind.

The first half of the sentence can be understood to mean that they, the Chosen Ones, can only struggle to escape in the face of the terrifying and unknown existence, while the power of the second half of the sentence should be a hint of props, or...

Fan Ren took out his right hand and placed his eyes on the back of his right hand.

"Black Sheep Lord, aren't you afraid? Those residents' eyes are so weird, you should be able to feel it. Why do you dare to live in their homes?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tan Lu's timid voice interrupted Fan Ren's thinking.

"Of course I'm afraid, but risks and benefits are relative. The greater the risk, the greater the benefits. People like us, if we want to survive in the cursed land and live for a long time, we can only be in danger.

Get more useful information."

Fan Ren put his hand back into his pocket.

"That's right. I really envy your courage. You don't have to follow other people's orders." Tan Lu's eyes under the lenses were a little sad.

Fan Ren is not good at comforting others, nor does he have the obligation to comfort others. He just changed the subject again bluntly: "Speaking of living in an abandoned house, how do you solve your food problem?"

"Sister Jack brought a lot of food in advance, enough to eat, and speaking of it, it was Sister Jack who found this abandoned old house first."

Tan Lu said hesitantly: "Sister Jack is very nice. I think it's best for you to live with us so that we can take care of each other."

Food prepared in advance? Fan Ren keenly grasped the blind spots. It sounded like Jack had already known about this cursed land mission.

However, it does not rule out that the other person is a relatively insecure person.

In real life, there are often similar people who believe that one day the end will come, so they keep hoarding supplies and making various preparations.

It's actually fine when it's mild, but if it gets serious, it can evolve into a mental illness like obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Of the two possibilities, Fan Ren prefers the former, because the latter is a bit far-fetched.

At the same time, Jack's warning number in his heart skyrocketed again.

As for the goodwill shown by Tan Lu, Fan Ren couldn't tell whether it was true or false. He didn't quite believe that the Chosen One who had gone through several missions could say such a thing.

But judging from his expression, the other person seemed to be speaking the truth from the bottom of his heart.

"Forget it, I'm used to being alone." Fan Ren replied slowly.

"Well, for a person as determined as you are, I expected you to reject this proposal."

After Tan Lu finished saying this, the two fell into silence.

A few minutes later.

The door was opened again, and the person who opened the door was Jack.

"Hey, little brother, have you figured it out?"

"I'm just here to exchange clues. It's a short-term cooperation. Don't get me wrong."

Jack said with a smile on his face: "Same, after exchanging clues, we can have an in-depth discussion at night."

"Can I go in?" Fan Ren looked back at Jack coldly with eyes without any fluctuation.

"Of course, please come in."

Jack curled his slightly wavy brown hair with his fingers:

"Xiao Tan, thank you for your hard work. Come back together. You don't need to go out to investigate for clues today."

"Okay, Sister Jack." Tan Lu leaned over and made a slight bow.
To be continued...