When An Xinghua was shaken awake by her father, it was still dark outside the tent.
The little girl looked at her father with sleepy eyes. Her originally long hair had become messy due to her bad sleeping posture, curling up into a pile of strands.
"What's the matter, Dad? Is it dawn already? "She rubbed her eyes and asked half-awake.
"Shh, lower your voice. Put on your clothes and let's get out of here."
Dad An whispered.
Originally, he was only skeptical about this so-called religion. However, because many business partners treated the 'master' as a distinguished guest, even if he didn't believe it in his heart, in order to make a comeback, he didn't want to embarrass them, so he pretended to be as devout as them.
However, after coming to this so-called camp, he felt that something was wrong.
This suspicion completely broke out after meeting an old friend of his.
Dad An's old friend had a big background. It was said that he could talk and laugh with the big bosses of Zhongnanhai. However, he was also a person who was fastidious. When Dad An was in trouble, he didn't stand on the sidelines like other people. Instead, he helped Dad An, which gave Dad An the capital to make a comeback. Otherwise, Dad An would probably still be in prison for various reasons.
However, after meeting his old friend here today, Dad An felt that something was wrong.
The other party didn't have his usual shrewd and capable appearance. He worshipped the mysterious master very much. It was completely different from the previous kind but arrogant appearance. It was incredible.
After that, Father An suddenly realized that his business partners seemed to have the tendency to become like this. It was just that this change was subtle and gradual, so the more familiar people were with those people, the more difficult it was for them to notice this change.
On the contrary, because this old friend's life had no intersection now, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Dad An suddenly felt that something was wrong.
There was no doubt that something was wrong with this strange religion for such a situation to occur.
Whether it was an alternative MLM nest or a simple cult, in short, it was definitely not a good thing.
Therefore, Papa An was careful. During the day, he pretended that he didn't notice anything. He only used the excuse of collecting firewood for the bonfire to wander around the campsite. In fact, he was secretly memorizing the surrounding environment and escape routes. When night came, he would take An Xinghua and escape from this damned place together!
"What's wrong?" An Xinghua, who was wearing bear pajamas, tilted her head and asked in a daze.
"There's no time to explain. Anyway, let's get out of here first."
Dad An was vigilant outside, praying that they wouldn't be discovered by the cult members who were on night watch.
An Xinghua was an obedient child. After realizing that her father wasn't joking, most of her sleepiness immediately dissipated. She got into the thin towel quilt and changed her clothes.
But after that, she suddenly pulled her father's hand in a panic.
"Dad, Xiao Hei's cat is missing …"
"Don't care about the black cat now, let's go first!"
Because Papa An was just an ordinary person, Xu Shenxing had never talked to him, so he naturally didn't know that the black cat was actually his daughter's bodyguard.
"But mom said that I must be with him this time …"
An Xinghua frowned, and her little face was full of worry. It seemed that she was afraid of being scolded by her mother.
"It's okay, it's just a Xiao Hei cat. When we go back, I'll help you buy another one on the way."
Dad An said casually.
In his opinion, that Xiao Hei cat was really nothing special, and it seemed to have a tendency to shed fur. It must be troublesome to take care of it. The reason why his wife told his daughter so was probably because she didn't want his daughter to run around and take care of the cat.
Although An Xinghua still had some doubts about this, she still decided to listen to her father in the end. Together with her father, they secretly left the tent under the cover of the dark night and walked into the forest, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The advantage of this kind of moss-covered woodland was that almost all the ground was occupied by moss, so there were few bushes. It was easier to walk, and it was not so easy to trip and obstruct. The disadvantage was that there were no bushes, so the vision was very wide. If they didn't keep a certain distance, it was easy to be seen from afar.
The forest at night was not as hot as it was during the day. The whistling wind passed through the trees and was stretched into a strange and sharp whistling sound. The canopy rustled because of this, making people instinctively feel afraid in the darkness.
After running for an unknown amount of time, Papa An was still fine, just a little out of breath, but An Xinghua couldn't run anymore … It was simply impossible to expect an ordinary fourth-grade little girl to finish a five-kilometer directional cross-country run in the woodland.
"Dad … can … can we rest for a while?" the girl asked, panting.
Dad An thought about it and finally felt that it was not safe.
"Good girl, hold on … No, if you really can't run anymore, I'll carry you."
Then he squatted down with his back facing An Xinghua.
However, at this moment, a male voice sounded from behind.
"Where are you two going?"
Dad An's heart suddenly sank.
He recognized this voice. It was the voice of the priest who came to his house and invited him to join this camping trip. He also wanted Xinghua to come with him.
How could this be? They had already run for so long. Even if they were conservative, they should have run almost half the distance. When they left the campsite, he confirmed that they did not alert anyone … So how did this guy catch up?
It was summer, but Dad An felt as if he was in an ice cave. An inexplicable sense of fear gripped his heart. He couldn't even make a sound.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was in front of his daughter, he would have collapsed to the ground because of the overwhelming fear in his heart.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just reminding you … It's late at night. It's not good to run around the campsite and disturb everyone's rest. Isn't that right, Mr. An?"
The priest said with a smile, but that smile made Dad An feel even more gloomy.
"Campsite … around?"
Dad An heard this and looked forward. Then, his pupils suddenly dilated. His face was full of disbelief.
Although he couldn't see clearly because of the dark sky, he could still vaguely see the outline of the campsite in front of him.
No! No! No!
Dad An fell into chaos.
He had already observed it during the day. When he came to the campsite, he deliberately and quietly left marks on some trees to prevent himself from getting lost.
When he ran just now, he definitely ran according to the marks, and he definitely ran more than half the distance …
So what was going on now?!
Was all his previous efforts all in vain?
Vaguely, he remembered something a male friend once said when he was young.
— 'An Zi, have you heard of ghosts going around walls?'
— 'Sorry, I don't believe in superstitions.'
— 'It's not superstition. I heard that there really is such a thing … I was walking on a familiar path, but in the blink of an eye, I found myself in another place! This is the so-called 'ghosts going around walls'! '
— 'Is this the reason why you were in the ladies' room before? '
"…"
How should he put it? He didn't know why, but after thinking about this, Dad An inexplicably felt that he had calmed down a lot. "Ghosts going around walls?"
"Mr. An," The priest finally stopped smiling and began to slowly walk toward Dad An. "Sometimes, knowing too much isn't a good thing."
If it was a fight …
Dad An compared his physique with the other party's and found that he seemed to have some advantages.
In the past, in order to train his body, he also practiced Jeet Kune Do for a period of time. If he was prepared, he could still use some basic fighting skills.
If he could knock this guy down at the beginning, he might be able to escape without alerting too many people.
So, he pretended to be afraid and began to wait for the other party to approach his attack range.
When the other party approached, Dad An smelled a strong smell of cologne.
This made him frown involuntarily.
When this guy went to his house to invite him to participate in this strange campsite, he didn't have such a strong smell of cologne on him.
Was it to repel insects or something? But he had never heard of cologne having that kind of effect.
Soon, Dad An noticed that something was wrong.
Although the ambergris in the cologne could numb people's sense of smell to a certain extent (so cologne was quite effective against body odor), Dad An didn't know if it was because the smell was too strong or for other reasons, but Dad An still smelled a trace of strange odor mixed in the cologne.
Dad An, who had been exposed to this smell because of some things, suddenly turned pale.
Corpse odor.
It was like the smell of rotting corpses after opening a cloth bag that had been soaked in water for several days.
It didn't come from anywhere else. Without a doubt, the source of the corpse odor was the short and fat man in front of him.
When he came to his house yesterday, the other party was still a normal human, but now, standing in front of him was a moving corpse.
Are you kidding me …
Dad An felt that his daily life seemed to have collapsed.
Cultists, ghosts, moving corpses, a series of things that would never appear under normal circumstances, now appeared in front of him in one breath.
If it wasn't for the idea of "protecting his daughter" like the last pillar supporting his rationality, Dad An might have fallen into an unstable state of madness due to the sharp decrease in rationality.
But even so, he still felt a burst of despair.
How could he beat this kind of monster …
No, if he risked his life, he might be able to delay it for a while.
As long as Xing Hua could escape …
"…"
Papa An took a deep breath. He did not want to think about how a fourth-grade girl could escape from a forest full of cultists. Deceiving himself, he forced himself to focus on the "person" in front of him. Mustering his last bit of courage, he shouted out loud. "Okay, okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
"As long as I'm alive, I will never let you touch a hair on my daughter!"
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