The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Well, it should be." There are few young people in our village, let alone Blue Moon Village. ”

"I heard that ......" Ming Chenyan said seemingly nonchalantly, "Blue Moon Village...... Like haunted?"

As soon as the word "haunted" was said, the middle-aged man who was grabbing the apple was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Isn't this nonsense?" Our village party secretary has always said that feudal superstitious activities are not allowed in rural areas! You can't talk nonsense! ”

Guo Wenxuan hurriedly said: "My brother has a straight temper, don't mind, fellow!" Well, in fact, we just heard that more than ten years ago in Blue Moon Village, there was a bloody case......"

What Guo Wenxuan said was completely the plot of "Black Ghost", and he said this just as a temptation. This information is not available on the Internet at the moment.

"Oh! There's this thing! Who knows, the middle-aged man actually admitted directly: "Well, at that time, I heard that there was a family in Lanyue Village that contracted the orchards of several nearby villages, and it became a 10,000 yuan household in the nineties, and then the whole family was killed." Alas, I wouldn't have dared to let my daughter go out alone. But what a haunted, I really haven't heard of it! ”

At this time, Dong Ning hurriedly stretched out her head and asked, "Did you hear that there was a young son in that family who didn't find the body?"

"I don't know very well. At that time, there were all kinds of theories, and none of us subscribed to newspapers, only the production newspapers in the village, and most of them were told by other people. ”

The middle-aged man had already packed three bags of apples, and said: "There is no mobile phone signal here, Alipay WeChat can't be used, please pay cash." ”

Guo Wenxuan took out his bulging wallet, took out a few, and said, "Fellow, don't look for it." Can you tell us more about it? What do you remember back then?"

"This, I don't know!" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "It's been so many years, it seems that I just got married not long ago, and now my daughters have gone to work in the county!" ”

"Then you reminisce about ...... memories"

The middle-aged man looked at the red and clear renminbi, thought about it, and said, "I really don't know, our village is also five or six kilometers away from Lanyue Village, and we haven't had any contacts. It was a big case that reached our village. At that time, I thought it should be someone running around and robbing, right? I don't know, I can't make it up, can I?"

Either way, it's not bad to inquire about it. They saluted the middle-aged man, and Guo Wenxuan took in three large bags of apples, and continued to drive.

"It seems that the plot of "Black Ghost" is based on reality."

Mingchenchen pondered, then looked out the car window.

"The homicide is real...... So Yuan Ming, is this character Shenhai himself?"

"Possibly!" Dong Ning also thinks so, "Maybe it's the same as "The Devil's Apartment" written by my brother, which is based on reality. Let's think about it, Shenhai first published a book in 2013, assuming that he lost his memory like Yuan Ming, and the homicide can be traced back to 1996 at the earliest. ”

The 90s were an era of frequent crimes. At that time, it was not difficult for people to move between provinces and cities, and surveillance was not widespread, so it was not uncommon for people to kill people on the move. For example, the famous Diao Aiqing corpse crushing case and the silver serial murder case are highly bloody and terrifying, and the former is still an unsolved case!

"However, the death of so many people should be a very sensational big case." Ming Chenyan muttered: "Of course, crime reporting and all judicial organs in this era can be controlled by the apartment, let alone back then. According to my investigation, I can confirm that none of the deaths involved in the blood word have been officially filed! This is the result of the power of the apartment! ”

Guo Wenxuan also felt very trembling: "This is too terrifying, isn't it...... It's like a curse of the law of cause and effect. Is it spiritual domination? Or?"

It's scary to think about. The horror of that hellish apartment cannot be overestimated!

Such a terrifying curse power also made the new residents Guo Wenxuan and Gao Yiyu sure that they could be killed by the apartment with a shadow at any time. Compared with this, in reality, Wenxuan's cheating affair has been stabbed by his wife to his unit, and the city is full of turmoil, and he can only ignore it. It is estimated that his job may not be saved, and his family and friends either blame or despise him in the circle of friends and WeChat. The apartment, as brutal as it was, turned into a haven for their unworldly dog men and women. If you can complete the blood letter wish in the future, it should not be difficult to erase all the negative effects caused by this derailment. The key is to survive.

From time to time, Guo Wenxuan looked up at Gao Yiyu, who was sitting in the back, holding his mobile phone to watch and download the txt document "Black Ghost". He pursed his lips, the first blood word should be ...... It should not be difficult to survive, but so far there has never been a blood word that has survived all of them. The occupants of the apartment are living in the moment under the pressure of horrific death.

"We need to think about one thing."

At this time, Guo Wenxuan heard Dong Ning's voice coming: "Even if it is based on reality, it is inevitable that there will be fictional artistic processing. It's to sell for money, and the plot that is not conducive to attracting readers must be changed. We can't treat it as non-fiction, we have to figure out what is fiction. ”

"Is Yuan Ming shaped by the deep sea based on himself?" Ming Chenyan stretched out his index finger and said, "This is the key. ”

Honda drove a little further, and this time, two more farmers came in front of him.

Guo Wenxuan parked, stuck his head out of the window and asked, "How do I get to Blue Moon Village from here?"

Two peasants came up, and one of them pointed to the front and said in a voice as thick as a gong: "Continue along this mountain road, less than a kilometer!" ”

Almost there!

"Are you the villagers of Blue Moon Village?"

"We are from Qingyan Village."

"Then I'd like to ask ......"

Guo Wenxuan said as he took out a pack of soft middle and handed it to the farmer in front of him.

"Forget about the smoke," he waved his hand, "My mother-in-law talked about me all day long, and I quit." Just ask if you want. ”

At the same time, Dong Ning was also looking around. The closer you get to Blue Moon Village, the more desolate it becomes, and even the greenery is much less. It's daytime, but you don't feel the warmth of the sun at all, and the surrounding hues feel very cold. Even, the chirping of birds could not be heard, and there was a dead silence all around.

"Haunted?" After Guo Wenxuan asked the same question, the villagers of Qingyan Village in front of him thought about it, and the person who had quit smoking said, "Who did you listen to?" Is it because Blue Moon Village is still buried?"

"Burial?"

"Blue Moon Village is too far away from the water source, and the surrounding transportation is not convenient, and the cultivated land has basically been abandoned for decades, so most of the abandoned cultivated land was later used as a cemetery. Behind the village is a large cemetery, and our village says that Blue Moon Village is heavy! ”

Yes! Inside, the Yama Village is the same, burial has always been practiced, and there are a large number of cemeteries!

Ming Chenyan hurriedly continued to ask: "Then, just say that the yin qi is heavy?" Didn't really hear of a ...... Ghosts?"

The villagers waved their hands again and again, and the one who had quit smoking said, "What the hell are you here for?" Ask this kind of question?"

"Did there ever be a murder case in Blue Moon Village back then?"

Guo Wenxuan handed another villager another cigarette, and the villager took it, and then Guo Wenxuan directly took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for him. You know, Guo Wenxuan used to be someone else lighting a cigarette for him!

"It's a good smoke...... Murder? I think about it, it seems like there were, but it was a long time ago. ”

"It's okay, you guys talk about it!"

It's only a stone's throw away from Blue Moon Village now, but after all, the time for blood words hasn't arrived, so there's no hurry to get over. Inquire about the news first, and then the most important thing is to ask. Intelligence is often the key to unlocking a life, and all residents consider intelligence gathering to be the highest priority for the Scarlet Mission.

"Well......" said the villager who was smoking, "It's been so long...... However, there was a strange rumor a few years ago. ”

"What?"

"I'm not sure if it's related to the case back then, I just heard the village chief say that in the Blue Moon Village next door, a child seems to have been abducted and trafficked for more than ten years and came back, I remember that the child's previous family was killed, and then he was sold elsewhere."

"Is that so?" The villager who quit smoking next to him said: "I remember saying that the child was not trafficked, but that he left the village and came back, and I am not sure if it was related to some homicide." ”

At this time, Dong Ning immediately asked a very critical question: "Did the child lose his memory?"

This is critical! This is the experience of the protagonist Yuan Ming in it.

"Lost your memory?" Both villagers thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I'm usually busy with farm work, so where do I have the time to take care of the affairs of the next village. ”

After all, the people who eat melons are too idle to gossip all day long, and for the farmers in this poor county who worry about their livelihood every day, where will they be in the mood to take care of this kind of idle matter that has nothing to do with them. At most, they are worried about traffickers abducting and selling their dolls.

So...... That child, is it the deep sea, or is it Yuan Ming?