I was confused, and then I saw a few aunts in the village talking about how the village was not popular, and many people disappeared out of thin air, and I felt that something was wrong.

At first, I just thought that the villagers must be fascinated by something, but gradually I realized that I was thinking very wrong.

The surviving villagers of the entire village were not fascinated, but had a memory erased.

This memory happened to happen during this time.

I was so frightened by the thought that I hurried back to the house and asked if he had made it.

He didn't answer directly, but just told me that it was good for them, and at least they could forget the fear that this time had brought them.

I don't ask.

Because this matter could not be delayed, I and Ye Siming found Li Zhuang according to the address written by Zhong Bai, Li Zhuang is much better than our village, relying on the factory, the village has installed street lights.

There were also people dancing in the square at night, and I asked passers-by with Ye Siming, but after inquiring about several people, either they shook their heads directly, or some people were secretive, and no one told us at all.

It is estimated that it is a taboo, and we are strangers, these aunts and uncles all looked at me with some vigilance.

"I know what you are looking for, Du Xiaoyue."

I was anxious when a low old voice came out next to me, and I looked sideways, and on the big stone in the shade under the street lamp, an old man in shabby clothes was sitting cross-legged, his eyes dripping and looking at the group of aunts in the square.

I wanted to look over, but Ye Siming tugged at my clothes and looked at the old man with a frown.

I was a little overjoyed, and quickly asked the old man if he knew.

"Yes, hehe, but you can't find her." The old man nodded and smiled at me.

I frowned, "Out of the house!?" ”

The old man shook his head and said to me, "Zhong Jiaqiao, dead!" It's been dead for years. ”

I was taken aback.

Some strange nervousness looked at the old man, who got up from the ground with difficulty, slapped his ass with his hands on his back, and limped away.

I glanced over the side of my head at Ye Siming, but he didn't speak.

But I already know what he means.

The two of us followed, and the old man took us to the village, and at first there were street lights on the road, but then there were no street lights, not to mention the moon was gone.

In the end, the old man led the way and told me something about the beginning.

Many years ago, Du Xiaoyue died in Zhongjia Bridge, that place was a bridge hole, and the old man said that he died very miserably, and his head was gone.

The body is still hanging from the bridge hole.

Since then, the place has become a fierce place, and there are often problems when walking at night, and the flashlight is not lit on that part of the road, but it is good to pass it, especially when crossing the bridge and cave, I also hear women crying, and sometimes laughing.

The bridge is similar to a tunnel, the echo is very loud, and a cry and a laugh echo in it, which can scare people to death.

There used to be a train in that place, the kind of green car, but there were also problems, and the most terrifying thing was a woman who jumped out of the door of the train car when crossing the bridge hole several years ago.

Later, I don't know who reported a photo, and the truth about the woman jumping the train was that a hand stretched out from the door and pushed the woman down.

At the beginning, this matter was published in the newspapers, but it didn't take long for it to be sealed and become a secret, and this matter became a headless case back then.