"Although your Qianli Tongguang is just a fake, the thousand flower tube inside is made according to the specifications and utility of the real thing, and the fog that even the thousand flower tube can't see through, this fog is not so simple. ”

When Uncle Cheng said this to Gu Yicheng, I saw that Uncle Cheng's face was also very heavy.

The thousand flower tube in the thousands of miles of light, listening to Uncle Cheng's meaning, this thousand flower tube seems to be very awesome.

"Qianli Tongguang, also known as Qianli Guangguang Mirror, the core part of this Qianli Guangguang Mirror is a thousand flower tubes. ”

Qin Yue's voice sounded beside me, and I knew that Qin Yue's words were said to me.

"You can understand it this way, the thousand flower tube in this thousand miles of light is a special mirror that gathers magnifying glasses, night vision glasses, farsight glasses, myopia mirrors, microscopes, condensers, light mirrors, and reflectors, and all the visions in the thousand flower tubes are controlled by Qianli Tongguang, although the Qianli Tongguang in Gu Yicheng's hand is only a fake, but it is no different from the use of the real product. ”

Qin Yue's description of thousands of miles of light is undoubtedly exhaustive, but it is precisely because of this that I really realize the horror of this mountain morning mist.

Is it still a fairy mist? Is it still a fairyland on earth?

Immortal he Mahler is a fairy!

Before he entered Wengtou Village, he was blocked by the fog of the vines.

And this wild fog is like the clue we are looking for about the king of Dian, although there is a lot of fog ahead, but this is by no means a reason for us to give up.

Under Qin Yue's order, the nine of us began to descend the mountain.

And before going down the mountain, each of us also had nylon ropes wrapped around our bodies.

Going down the mountain means that the nine of us have to be in this white fog with extremely low visibility, for the sake of safety, in order not to be blinded by the fog on the way down the mountain, Qin Yue's method is undoubtedly correct.

When I was actually inside this hazy white fog, I finally understood what it meant to have extremely low visibility.

Before going down the mountain, the distance between each of us was only about one meter, and after entering this hazy white fog, the distance between me and Qin Yue was only one meter, but I could only see the general outline of Qin Yue's figure in this hazy white fog.

It's terrible! It's terrible.

The drizzle was still falling, and every step I took felt like I was walking on thin ice.

The descent is slow.

As we descended to the bottom of the mountain, I heard each of us breathe long, relieved.

Strangely, when we descended to the bottom of the mountain, the white fog in front of us seemed to suddenly become much thinner.

There was still fog in front of us, but at least we could see what was ahead.

Through the heavy white fog, I saw a rugged mountain road, this kind of mountain road is a lot of wind in us, and the appearance of this kind of mountain road means that we have finally come to a place where there are people.

Remove the nylon rope wrapped around your waist and move on.

Because we had already seen the Wengtou Village at the bottom of the mountain on the top of Turtle Mountain before, the pace of the nine of us was also speeding up a lot at this time.

In the face of the unknown, people's pace may slow down subconsciously, but in the face of the known, people's pace will also subconsciously speed up.

In our hurry, a large locust tree as thick as a thin tiger's body was exposed in front of our eyes.

And behind this big locust tree, we also saw houses at the same time.

The house is very simple, all made of mud, and the roof is also paved with wood.

Lag!

When I saw these houses made of dirt, this was the only word that came to my mind.

The muddy houses sit on both sides of a potholed dirt road, and as we go deeper, I also notice something very strange.

No one!

We have all reached the end of Wengtou Village, but we have not met a single villager on the road to Wengtou Village.

The drizzle was still falling, and the doors of the mud houses were still wide open.

There was no one in the house, and no one on the road.

It's-

I unconsciously looked at Qin Yue, Qin Yue just glanced at me hurriedly with his afterglow, and then removed the afterglow from me.

What the hell is wrong with this woman?

Since I made that oolong incident by the creek, I can count the number of times Qin Yue has looked at me along the way.

There was no one in the village, which made me curious and at the same time felt a deep unease.

This Wengtou Village is not only located at the foot of the Turtle Mountain, but also has no shops in front of the village and behind the village.

"Is there only one mountain village at the foot of this turtle mountain, Wengtou Village?"

Under the silence of all of us, Qin Yue asked Sun Liansheng.

Hearing Qin Yue's question, all of us turned our heads to look at Sun Liansheng.

"It seems that I am really not sure, this is strange, in our Bao'an place, especially in the suburbs of Bao'an, there are too many villages like Wengtou Village that live at the foot of Daqin Mountain, this Wengtou Village is one of them, I don't know why, these mountain people have to live in this mountain, this is not to mention electricity, the traffic is inconvenient, and these mountain people who live in mountain villages rarely come to the county seat. ”

Listening to Sun Liansheng's narration, this mountain village in Bao'an seems to be really a bit mysterious.

"There is no one in the village, and the door is still wide open, and perhaps there is only one explanation for this strange phenomenon. ”

As soon as Sun Liansheng's words fell, Weng Ping's voice suddenly came out.

Hearing Weng Ping's words, we turned our heads to look at Weng Ping again.

"There are not many residents in this mountain village, and the reason why they don't close the door of their house when they travel is that I think it should be to believe, believe in themselves, and believe that no outsiders will come to their mountain village. ”

Weng Ping's explanation seems to make a lot of sense, it makes sense at the same time, it's also a little scary.

How much does the people in this village have to trust each other to do this?

And from this guess of Weng Ping, I also captured another piece of information at the same time, which is based on the fact that Weng Ping's above guesses are all correct.

Not only do they trust each other, but the mountain people of this Wengtou village should be extremely united. Perhaps this unity is stronger than I imagined.

The rain was still falling, and the sky above us was gloomy and oppressive.

The village was surrounded by a white mist, which was slowly squirming its bodies under the gloomy sky.

The village gate was wide open, empty, no dogs barking, no roosters, not even fireworks.

Where did all the mountain people in this Wengtou village go in the morning?

"What time is it?"

Gou Tang's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Ten minutes to six o'clock. ”

The thin man's reply to Gou Tang's voice also carried a kind of caution.

From the time we went down the mountain to Weng Tou Mountain, it should be around five o'clock in the morning.

It's not dawn yet, the chickens haven't crowed yet, where have all the mountain people in this Wengtou village gone?

At this moment, all of us looked at Qin Yue in unison.

And Qin Yue also shook his head at us under the nervous gaze of all of us.

At this time, even Qin Yue couldn't give us an answer.

Uncanny!

We just came to Wengtou Village and encountered such an extremely strange thing.

The wind was blowing, and without warning a morning breeze blew into the deserted mountain village.

This morning breeze was undoubtedly violent, and it crackled the doors and windows of every house in Wengtou Village.

Smack- Slap-

The sound of slamming doors mixed with whistling, and the sound of slamming windows mixed with buzzing—

And under these four mixed sounds, I seem to hear—

I heard a faint suona sound, and this faint suona sound pierced through the heavy white mist and began to wander in this empty mountain village.

"Did you hear that?"

After hearing this faint suona sound, I almost subconsciously looked at Qin Yue and asked loudly.

And at the same time as I asked Qin Yue about this, I saw a piece of paper, a white paper with a round outer circle and a square inner square that was sent to my face by this violent morning wind.

It's -

Just as I was about to tear this blank paper off my face, I saw a sky of white paper, and in this almost white paper, I also saw yellow pieces of paper.