It's a quiet and peaceful village, and even if we don't know where the location is, we can feel the atmosphere.

A slow-paced village with a lot of old people, but the village is very clean.

Clean here refers to the absence of dirty things, such as lonely ghosts who do not go away.

We can be sure of this, unless the world of desire is different from the real world in this respect.

I can feel the presence of the aura, and the mana in my body is gradually recovering.

At this time, the gossip was still the same, and his expression was full of vigilance and vigilance.

She doesn't look like a fake, and she won't do it if she talks about gossip.

The frightened look was real, she was scared of something.

The gossip has a very high cultivation, how can a ghost scare her unless there are changes in her body that we haven't been able to find.

Under our persuasion, the gossip gradually calmed down.

The aroma of stewed chicken wafted through the house, and although it was a farmhouse, it felt very good.

In this environment, gossip has become much more normal.

She looked nervous, but stopped screaming.

The village chief also came, and was finally persuaded by us to go back.

In order to prevent the gossip that is not quite normal from happening again, no one turned off the lights.

After this toss, it can be roughly determined that this world is the world of gossip and desire.

We can't do what we have come to be safe, and every world of desires, in the end, the situation is ugly.

Perhaps this quiet and peaceful village will be destroyed in the future.

This village is the best place we've seen since we were swept up in this strange place, so we didn't want to see something ugly.

But the situation cannot go the way we want, and all we can do is remain vigilant.

After returning to the house, Zheng Fatzi said with some hesitation: "The gossip girl seems to be afraid, does this desire space have anything to do with fear?"

I nodded and said, "It's probably like this, when she was outside the village, the gossip was already like this, and her situation wouldn't get worse, right?"

Although reluctant to admit it, it is likely that the gossip situation will continue to 'deteriorate' and her fears will be magnified.

Fear may not be a type of desire, and our previous thoughts may be one-sided.

What would happen if there was no limit to human fear?

It's probably because I'm scared to death, and this kind of thing hasn't happened before.

The first two desires are also in danger, Huang Bawang is very likely to support himself, Lao Bai may be killed by those powerful monks, or we may be killed, if we are enemies.

Now we can only hope that gossip about herself, hoping that she can be stronger and survive this catastrophe.

This is not the world of desire, it should be called the world of fear of gossip.

The world is at peace now, but that doesn't mean it will be like this in the future.

The world will definitely change, and perhaps the fear of gossip will become relatively real.

Thinking of this, our heads started to hurt again.

Jiugong was still silent, but his eyes were full of worry.

We anticipated this, but there was no better way.

After being persuaded by us once, the gossip did not quarrel anymore, and tonight was finally a safe past.

Early the next morning, I gave the charm I had left behind to the village chief.

In the morning, we had a quiet breakfast.

There is also a small lake outside the village, so you can enjoy fresh fish caught from the river.

The act of sending charms was not thanked by the village chief, and people did not believe it.

If you don't believe it, forget it, I didn't say anything more.

However, as soon as we finished breakfast, things found us.

Noise was heard on the only street in the village.

Not only the noise, but also the sound of crying.

I glanced at Zheng Fatzi, and then walked outside with Huang Bawang.

Because of the gossip, we had to leave people to watch her, and in her state, she probably didn't have the courage to fight.

It was really lively outside, and most of the people on the street were members of tour groups, as well as a few young people in the village.

We don't even have to ask to know what's going on.

Someone was missing from the tour group last night.

Blood trickled down the tourist's room into the courtyard, and the strange thing was that no one heard the cry for help.

The tourists wanted an explanation, so they had some trouble with the young people of the village.

The old village chief couldn't sit still, they didn't have much arable land in this area, and if it weren't for the support of tourism, I'm afraid all the young people would have to go out to work.

Although the single male tourist disappeared less than three days ago, the village chief chose to report the incident.

Everyone's mood gradually calmed down, few of these people in the tour group knew each other, before signing up for the group, they were basically strangers, so there was no friendship, it was good to be able to do this.

But this incident made people's hearts blocked, and a few tourists did not want to continue their tour here, but planned to return immediately.

It's human nature, there's nothing to blame, just leave like that, the travel agency won't be responsible for bringing people back, and those who plan to go back will have to drive back to the city by themselves.

The village is in the middle of the mountains, so there are not many vehicles coming and going, and only two buses a day get to the city.

We didn't see the avenue when we came, so we walked the mountain road.

The bus was morning and evening, and the morning bus had already left.

The next train is still a few hours away, and it won't arrive until half-past three.

I'm curious, what is the essence of this constructed world, is it really all kinds of desires and emotions?

And I'm also curious about how big the world really is.

Therefore, I plan to visit the station in the afternoon.

Zheng Fatzi also has this idea, unfortunately, we have to leave people to watch the gossip.

After summing it up, Zheng Fatzi was still retained.

The bus arrived in the evening, and we went outside to the lake while it was still early and the world was not yet distorted.

The lake also has no name, and in accordance with the usual rules of this world, the lake is round in shape, and the surface of the lake is like a giant mirror.

The water is so deep that we can't see the bottom of the lake, even though it is clear.

There are a few people fishing in small boats, this place has not been thoroughly developed, and the water is not polluted, so the environment is very high, and standing near the water, there is a feeling of pleasure.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head, and that's where the turning point often comes from.

Just as I thought about it, there was no wind or waves on the lake.

The big waves lifted up the surface of the lake, and the calm lake surface seemed to have exploded, and the huge waves rolled up five or six meters high.

(End of chapter)