Chapter 8: Strange Things in the Back Mountain

Ye Shan took the lead and walked towards the back mountain, Ye Chuan followed behind with a knife to open the mountain, and the atmosphere was a little dignified all the way, after all, two people had already died in the Erga River in the back mountain.

Ye Chuan felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Third uncle, have you seen this water ghost?"

Ye Shantou said without looking back: "No, everyone who has seen the water ghost has died, and the old man in the village said that this water ghost is infinitely powerful in the water, and he can learn to speak." ”

Ye Chuan continued to ask: "Yesterday, the village chief said that there had been no accident in Erga River for more than 20 years, that is to say, there was an accident 20 years ago?

Ye Chuan suddenly stopped, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Twenty-three years ago, the harvest in the village was not good at that time, so someone proposed to go to the Erga River to fish. ”

Ye Chuan didn't speak, and listened quietly.

Suddenly, Hayama's body trembled a little, as if remembering something terrifying, Ye Chuan patted Hayama's broad shoulder.

Ye Shan adjusted his mood and said slowly: "At the beginning, eighteen people in the village went to the back mountain to fish, and in the end, only three people came back, and the three people who came back this time were also crazy, shouting that there were water ghosts, and the water ghosts were coming to eat him. ”

"At that time, the village chief immediately called the police, and the police went to the back mountain to search for three days, but they didn't find anything, and only brought back fifteen headless corpses, including my brother Ye Ming, if I hadn't caught a cold at the time, there would have been one of my corpses. ”

A tear of the tiger swept across Hayama's resolute face, and finally dripped to the ground, Hayama wiped the tears from his face and continued: " Later, the village chief invited the third uncle, the third uncle was the previous village chief of our Erga Village, the third uncle was the oldest in our village, the oldest person, and the most knowledgeable, the third uncle proposed to sacrifice at that time, and finally our village offered three animals, but it didn't work, it didn't take long for someone to die, a group of half-old children secretly went to the back mountain to play, and finally came back when there was one less, the whole village hurriedly went to look for it, and finally only found a headless corpse, and the clothes on the body indicated that this person was the missing child. ”

"Later, the third uncle proposed to let the living sacrifice and sacrifice a yellow flower girl, which brought 20 years of peace to our village. ”

Ye Chuan listened to the whole thing quietly, Ye Chuan's mood was a little heavy, Erga Village was where he lived, and in thirty years, eighteen lives had occurred, and all of this was because of the Erga River in the back mountain.

At this time, Ye Shan stopped, Ye Chuan looked up, and saw a big river more than ten meters wide appearing in front of Ye Chuan's eyes, it was already noon at this time, but a mist rose from the Erga River.

Ye Chuan also came to this river when he was a child, at that time he could be described as the child king of the group, Ye Chuan was a man in quadathlon when he was a child, like going up to the tree to dig bird eggs, going down to the river to catch fish and shrimp, stealing this family's vegetables, stealing that family's eggs, etc......

Ye Chuan clearly remembered that the river did not want to be so gloomy at that time, when the sun was shining on the river, and the children sat by the river with fishing rods, scratching their ears and cheeks, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"Look around, remember, don't go into the water, I'm going to get some firewood to make a fire. After Hayama finished speaking, he walked towards the jungle behind.

Ye Chuan stood by the river, opened the yin and yang eyes, and suddenly, the mist on the lake turned into a piece of black gas, Ye Chuan looked at the bottom of the lake, only to see a headless corpse sinking at the bottom of the water, it seems that more than eighteen people have died in the past twenty years.

Ye Chuan continued to search for the figure of the water ghost at the bottom of the lake, and suddenly, Ye Chuan found a cave at the bottom of the river, and there was a dried corpse lying around the cave, and black gas repeatedly floated out of the cave, and finally formed a mist on the surface of the lake.

"Found you. ”

At this moment, a pair of red eyes appeared in the cave at the bottom of the river, staring directly at Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan snorted coldly, he didn't plan to do it with the water ghost now, after all, Ye Shan could come back at any time.

Ye Chuan closed his yin and yang eyes, and the scene at the bottom of the river disappeared immediately, leaving only the white mist on the surface of the lake, and at this time, Ye Shan walked back with a pile of firewood.

"Xiaoye, let's go, there is a thatched hut not far ahead, we will spend the night there tonight. After Ye Shan finished speaking, he took Ye Chuan and walked up the river towards the river.

Along the way, Ye Shan asked, "Xiao Ye, did you find anything?"

Ye Chuan shook his head and said, "Not yet, maybe it's because it's daytime, I'll come back at night." ”

Ye Chuan chatted with Hayama about some light-hearted topics along the way, which was used to relieve the depression caused by the water ghost.

After a while, a simple thatched house appeared in front of the two of them, and Hayama pushed open the wooden door and walked in, this thatched house has been here for many years, because of the restoration of the villagers, so it can still live for so many years.

There was a stove in the thatched hut with two or three wooden benches next to the stove, and other than that, there was only a simple wooden bed.

Hayama now places firewood next to the stove, and there is actually a pile of firewood next to the stove, but there is an unwritten rule in the village that if you want to use this pile of firewood, you must pick up some firewood to ensure that there is always firewood in the thatched house.

Ye Shan lit the stove, the orange fire shone on the faces of the two, Ye Chuan and Ye Shan sat by the stove respectively, Ye Shan said: "When I was collecting firewood just now, I looked by the way, there are a lot of headless dead fish by the lake, and there is a mist on the river surface, which shows that the thing is really back." ”

Ye Chuan nodded, and was about to speak, when there was a sound of conversation outside the thatched house, and Ye Shan immediately stood up and picked up the big knife from the ground.

Ye Chuan and Hayama glanced at each other, walked to the door of the thatched house, gently pushed open the wooden door, and saw two men and one woman appearing by the river, and the girl was taking a selfie with the latest kidney eight.

The girl probably felt the gaze of Ye Chuan and Ye Shan, turned her head, and saw Ye Chuan and Ye Shan, and at the same time, she also saw the big knife in Ye Chuan's hand, and hurriedly hid behind her companion.

"Who are you?" Hayama asked, holding a large knife.

The three of them looked over, but they didn't dare to come because of the big knife in Ye Shan's hand, and a man with a fair face replied: "Big brother, we are travel friends here, can you put the knife away." ”

Ye Shan looked at them and didn't want to be a bad guy, put down the big knife, beckoned to the three of them, and said, "Come here." ”

The three of them cautiously walked to the door of the thatched hut, and the fair-skinned man dared to look inside, and when he saw that there was no danger, he led his companion into the thatched hut.

The two of Ye Chuan and the three of them were sitting in front of the fire, and they gave up the only bench to the girl.

The fair-skinned man just now introduced himself: "My name is Zuo Bin, and I am a junior at Jiangyin University. ”

The girl said timidly: "My name is Ding Li." ”

The remaining men patted their chests and said in a northern accent, "My name is Tan Leshan." ”