However, the forest is very dense, and there are not only mosquitoes, snakes, ants, but also countless thorns among the trees. After only shuttling in it for a short while, Zhao Leng felt that his body was full of bloody wounds.

But this is nothing, it is obviously the middle of the night in the deep mountains, and the cool breeze blows coldly from the backs of the two of them, but they don't feel cold at all, but the tense atmosphere makes the two of them crawl all over their bodies covered with glittering cold sweat.

So much so that Zhao Leng couldn't tell whether he was moving in a straight line or going in circles in place. She took a deep breath, raised her palm, and squinted in the moonlight, the light reflected in her eyes gradually filling the night.

Zhao Leng really couldn't tell if this was what they encountered when they entered the scenic spot at the beginning, and whether he was going around in circles in place.

It seemed that she could see her anxiety and nervousness, Chai Guangmo turned over the slope in front of him, although his legs and feet were not very sharp, but he was calm and calm, and did not let the front three see the clues.

He was lying on the small slope at this time, calmly watching every move in front of him, and reached out to hold Zhao Leng behind him. The palms of both of them were drenched in sweat, and Chai Guangmo glanced at Zhao Leng obliquely.

"I think this is their destination." Chai Guangmo speculated that his body was pressed even lower.

Chai Guangmo said yes, that's it. Zhao Leng thought to himself.

And sure enough, as Chai Guangmo expected, the three of them were sneaky and really found a settlement in this lofty mountain.

It's just that from a distance, there are not many households.

It seems to be a few lonely low buildings diagonally inserted in the mountain col, the buildings are not 100 years old, but also 70 years old, one by one crumbling, only the three-story building in the center has been renovated, the bright moonlight is shining, and some old designs shine in the moonlight, which is a little chic.

The three stopped downstairs and watched—not knowing what they were looking at. After a while, as if he had set the direction, he went straight inside.

Some of these small buildings are stilt houses, like those in the Yunnan-Guizhou area. Some are low buildings with high ridges and wide eaves, and the style is not uniform at all, like a hodgepodge.

It didn't take long for them to walk through a low-rise single-family hut, the cottage had a total of three floors, and the scale was quite large, but looking at the crumbling white stone bricks, the three of them couldn't help but shudder.

They stopped outside the house, and you look at me, and I look at you, not because of anything else, but because there were six graves in front of this crumbling house.

It's no wonder that this pretty little building is particularly chic.

In the middle of the tomb is a large white marble stone, which is carved with enough base material technology, even at night, it can be seen magnificently.

However, on all sides of the main tomb, the rest of the rows look like mass graves, with horizontal and vertical monuments, and some even scribbled wooden signs.

It can be seen that there has been no one to take care of it for a long time, so the grave in front of the building is desolate and makes people feel furious.

The most puzzling thing is that these graves are enclosed in this house, as if they were their own yard in the house.

But who would use the grave as a yard?

"TNND, who led the way?" The middle-aged man glared fiercely at the strong man in front of him, making it clear that he was blaming this person for all the responsibility.

The strong man didn't make a sound, and the young lady behind him also frowned and said, "Isn't there any other house?" ”

The middle-aged man took out a map and spread it out, his eyes quickly swept over it, shook his head and said, "That's it, there's no way, TMD, choose this every year."

Kind of place. ”

The three of them really came prepared, although they were reluctant, but this place seemed to be really special, and it was inconvenient for them to refuse, so they could only bite the bullet, walk through the grave, and go straight to this small third floor.

After passing through these tombs and entering the inner courtyard, I found that this was actually a homestay. In the middle of the night, incandescent lamps fell in the small grass hut outside the house, the lights swayed slightly, and the mosquitoes gathered into a dense group, like a dense fog gathering in the air.

A scrawny figure in the room staggered, his face like a drum tower, without a bit of flesh and skin, and the eyelids drooped and showed a faint green under the strange light source.

This is a B&B hotel, and the plaque on the door also reads, don't come in if you're afraid of ghosts, and you have a fate.

"What is this place?" Among the three, the young lady shook her shoulders in fear, and the middle-aged man took her in his arms and said, "No way, that dog thing, lost contact halfway, we can only stay here for the time being, and wait for them to contact someone at any time." ”

"Can't you, can't you go back to the city? Even if it's an ordinary hotel, it's okay," the woman became more and more soft, like a lump of soft glutinous rice shrunk in the arms of this middle-aged man, who rubbed a handful of oil on her, and said with a smile, "I also thought of going back to the city, but those dead strips patrol every day, what can I do?" ”

The three of them let out a breath helplessly.

To their surprise, they didn't expect to see living people at this point, as soon as they walked into the house, although it was a grave, there were still things that should be in it, and there were more than a dozen tables and chairs in the compound, and there were tea sets and tableware on the tables and chairs, which looked like a farmhouse.

The middle-aged man looked at the old guy in the grass hut and saw that he was crumbling, and he coughed lowly.

The old guy opened his eyelids, looked at the three of them sleepily, didn't ask much, stood up and stretched, he yawned and asked, "How many rooms are there for four people?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at each other, and their faces were full of weirdness.

They looked at the old man again. The old man re-supported the window, walked from the front, and before he reached the single room of the detached house, he saw a thatched house erected, and in the room sat a man with a newspaper, playing with a metal lighter in his hand, and a radio at hand was making a noise, and the picture on the TV was also a snowflake, and the man seemed to be asleep, holding a candlestick in his palm, lit and extinguished, lit and extinguished, and looked very strange.

The middle-aged man didn't care about this, he plucked up his courage, he came to the front desk, slapped the table fiercely, glared at the man and said, "Hey, you are the person here, you are in charge here?" You can't speak, and you don't dream innocently? Open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, there are three people on Lao Tzu's side. ”

Seeing the middle-aged man stretching out three thick fingers, the old man smiled, woke up like a dream, squeezed his eyes to look at him, and looked at him.

"Oh, you can't see it—forget it, you've got evil spirits in you, so let's go. If you follow something, don't run around. ”

"Huh??" The middle-aged man shuddered, took a step back, and the young lady snorted, turned around and ran, but was caught back by the strong man on the side.

"Shop, we live in the store." The strong man dusted off the cigarette in his hand and slapped the table, the table buzzing and trembling.

"What's the fuss?" The middle-aged man glared at the woman fiercely and rubbed the back of his hand.

"What do you mean, shopkeeper?" He asked.

The shopkeeper was playing with the fire again

Machine, bang, lit a dark blue flame, lit the cigarette in his mouth, squinted at the three of them, and said, "It's not that I said, the eyebrows and eyes in front of you are ink veins, all of them are bad omens." ”

"Do you still look at faces?"

The middle-aged man asked, squinting his eyes.

"A little, but not very good," the shopkeeper turned, his head and body disjointed, his huge head resting on a thin torso, like a wooden frame in a comical puppet show, and his bare arms stretched out, barely fleshy on them, all of which were made up of bones.

"I'm just looking at you, it's estimated that there will be a bloody disaster recently, here to remind you, if you want to stay in our store, you should have seen the banner at the door."

The young lady just said with a wow, "I really didn't see that you were a homestay, and I believed you when you said it was a grave." ”

The shopkeeper smiled, put down the newspaper, looked his eyes up and down the woman, and looked at him with a bumpy figure, his eyes stopped on the career line.

"This young lady, what you said is indeed right, we are not only a hotel here, but also a wedding and funeral service, a village in ten miles and eight townships, we can be regarded as a one-stop service to do everything, and you can entrust us with anything you have."

"What can happen?" The middle-aged man glared at the old man and protected the young lady behind him.

"Don't you say it? Weddings and funerals are fine," said the old man impatiently.

"Okay, I don't have time to talk to you," the middle-aged man glanced at the strong man, whose thick arm and a slap the size of a maple leaf fell hard in front of the old man.

But the old man's face did not change.

The strong man looked down and smiled, reached out to grasp it, and let go of it—a gleaming golden bank card inside.

"Take it for a drink." The strong man said.

The old man looked at it, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"It's still a big boss, it's really generous," the shopkeeper immediately changed his face and said flatteringly, "How many rooms do four people want?" ”

The middle-aged man gave him an angry look and said, "Are you finished??" How many people are blind you can't see? ”

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said, "Hehe, you don't know, our people in the yang world are different from the people in the underworld." ”

The young lady cried out as soon as she spoke, "What is the underworld of the yang?" What is this man talking about? ”

"Don't listen to his nonsense," the middle-aged man forced himself to calm down and stretched out two white fingers: "Open two rooms." ”

"Where's the ID card?" The shopkeeper asked.

The middle-aged man couldn't put two ID cards on the table, so he suddenly thought about it again, pulled back one and said, "One is enough." ”

The shopkeeper smiled attentively, his eyes lingered for a short time on the ID card that the middle-aged man pulled back, and immediately laughed

"Enough is enough, wash your hands on the left hand side, please, I won't lead the way, the shop is more special, the key is placed casually, you take the key to your own room, follow this to the end, try one door at a time, can be poked open."

With that, he took two keys from the keychain and handed them to the three of them.

"What the hell? That's why you're just too lazy to tidy up, right? The young lady's eyes widened, and she complained angrily,

The middle-aged man chuckled at him twice and said, "Experience the original ecology, no loss, no loss." ”.

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