"Let's go, let's go in, don't stand outside all the time, the rest of the way, it's up to us. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Feng Xiaoyu said to Xu Meng and the others. After speaking, he put his bag on his back and walked over thinking about the small water bridge in front of him.

"Let's go too." Liang Shaolong said to Xu Meng and Liu Siyu, and followed the footsteps of Feng Xiaoyu after speaking.

"Let's go, Moe." Liu Siyu took Xu Meng's hand and quickly followed.

The small bridge in front of you was the only way into the town ahead, and the water below the bridge had dried up, except for a few small streams that flowed slowly under the ice. The ground on the bridge was a thick layer of floating white mist, exactly the same as the white mist they had seen in the Yulin train station before.

"Why did we feel a very strange feeling as soon as we came here, and also, where did these white fogs come from, we are everywhere along the way." Liu Siyu looked at the white mist under her feet, flowing everywhere, blocking the ground, as if she was walking in the clouds, but Liu Siyu was not happy, because she found through thinking according to the insights along the way, where there is these white fogs, there are strange things happening.

"I don't know where the source of these white fogs is, anyway, they give me the feeling that they are very weird, and they are a little scary." Feng Xiaoyu answered his thoughts to Liu Siyu.

The small bridge in front of me was made of ordinary stones, and on both sides there were many weeds, clusters and clusters, and in the white mist, there was a winter frost gently blowing low, and they lowered their heads, and clothed themselves in a silver frost coat, like mimosa grass.

Earlier, there was a forest, a bare tree without leaves, a desolate place, full of old trees.

"Let's go into town."

The four of them, each with their own luggage, walked in the direction of the town.

The style of the town still retains the ancient architecture of the old era. The small town houses in the back loom in the white fog, and it is difficult to see all of them.

Walking through the woods, a memorial arch appeared in front of four people, this is a five-meter-tall archway, retaining the typical Tang Dynasty style, such a building is placed outside, enough to be protected by the relevant departments as cultural relics, get an AAAA-level tourist attraction.

But the archway in front of you, has long been able to use carved beams to paint the building, a dazzling array of words of praise to describe, thick red wood, now, this huge sorghum has been covered with cracks like miserable not to study, most of the archway, all black charcoal color, it can be seen that there was a fire here burned. The glazed tiles on the top of the archway have been broken, half of the buildings above have been dilapidated, as if they have been blown up by artillery fire, the two stone lions at the door below are also mutilated, half of the body is gone, and the appearance of the whole archway is miserable.

The memorial arch is written with Qingyuan Puhui four big characters painted with gold, maybe these are not yet understandable, not far from the memorial arch stands a stone plaque made of cement, which reads 'Qingyuan Town, Xiguan, Beiliu County'

After the four of them entered, they found that there was a special poverty here, and there was no particularly eye-catching building, and it seemed that the archway outside the door should be the most luxurious building within a radius of 100 miles.

The town is deserted, and the surrounding residents are closed, and the town is full of weirdness, and the residents here do not go out in broad daylight, and even some supermarkets and liquor stores are still closed and have never been opened.

The street was narrow, paved with a layer of bluestone, and a cold wind blew through, and the street began to fog. And it's big, big fog.

The fog obscured the view of the human eye, and there was a confusion as far as the eye could see.

"Be careful, everyone, I always think it's dangerous here." Liang Shaolong frowned, and reminded the three of Feng Xiaoyu beside him with a solemn expression.

"We don't know the place here, it's not convenient to do anything, let's find a hotel to live in, and then ask the local residents about the situation and inquire about Tianmen Mountain."

"I'm in favor of finding a place to live first." Liu Siyu stood beside Feng Xiaoyu, raised his little hand and whispered.

"Every house here is closed, where are we going to spend the night?"

"Look for it again, I'm sure there will be." Feng Xiaoyu opened his mouth and said comfortingly to the three of them.

At this moment, the fog in front of him suddenly began to lighten, and a faint roadway appeared in front of him, and a path under his feet stretched into the distance.

"Look, there's a way!" Xu Meng happily jumped her little feet and pointed forward happily.

"Let's go!"

The trail is made of spiral steps, the four of them walked all the way up the steps, fortunately the luggage of the four of them is very easy to carry, if it is a suitcase, it will be a very bad thing, as far as the path in front of them is concerned, the steps are steep and difficult to walk, the number of these steps they have walked through alone is already more than 100, and the road ahead is still unknown, as for whether there will be danger, only the sky will know.

At this moment, an ancient house suddenly appeared in front of them, this kind of Tujia architectural style, it was the first time they saw it after they entered the town.

The ancient house in front of me is surrounded by a sad and sad mood. At the door of the ancient house, a woman with two children, dressed in sackcloth and mourning clothes, knelt on the ground and burned a ball of dark coins, crying in the fog blown by the cold wind, the ancient house is two-storey, and there is an attic above the gate, but at this moment, above the gate, there is a black hanging coffin hanging above the gate, and the coffin is tied to the beam of the attic with a rope.

Obviously, the owner of the ancient house is holding a white event, but unfortunately there are only the women and children in the family, and there is neither suona playing, nor relatives and friends to worship.

"Why are the coffins hanging in the air? Saying goes; Not to mention that after the death of a person, he is buried in the ground, why doesn't the owner of this house bury the dead? Xu Meng looked at the coffin in the air, and couldn't help but feel his own questions.

"Maybe it's their custom here, I've heard that in some hidden areas, there is a special custom that after a person dies, they put the body in a coffin and hang it on the beam or gate for seven days and seven nights, this act seems unreasonable, but the locals have a theory about this action, this is to summon spirits, summon the spirits of the dead to go home and meet their families after seven people."

"However, how do I feel that this matter is evil inside and out, I think we should not pay too much attention to this matter, it is important how to find a place to live." Liu Siyu looked at Liang Shaolong nervously and said.