Actually, what I just said is all speculation, I don't know if it's true, I can smell the corpse on the dead people, but after entering the ancient village, I can't smell anything, this is the most confusing thing for me.

I couldn't tell who was a human and who was a ghost.

At eight o'clock in the morning, it was dawn, the first dawn we had come to the ancient village, and the knocking on the door had stopped, and after about twenty minutes I didn't hear any more sounds, so I got up and walked over and opened the door.

The zombies were gone, but I was shocked by what I saw.

A dim red hung over the ancient village, there was no sun, no sunlight, and everywhere the eyes went, it was scarlet, as if it was stained with blood.

There was a corpse lying in the doorway, the corpse was only the upper body, behind it was a long path of blood, and the blood-stained hair was scattered on the ground, although I could no longer see her face, but I still recognized her.

"Yang Fengyan." The scene of Yang Fengyan being run over by the bus on the trail is still eye-catching, and the blood stains extend from the entrance to the entrance of the village, presumably it should be some kind of power from the ancient village that made her climb all the way.

It turned out that it was not a zombie but Yang Fengyan who knocked on the door all night, and the eyes I saw through the crack in the door were also hers, and I realized that I had no shadow at all.

"Atsa." I shouted, and Atcha came out of the room, and I glanced at Atsa, and saw that there was no shadow of him, and there was no shadow of the buildings in the ancient village.

"Yang Fengyan's corpse? How did she end up here? Atcha also recognized the body at a glance.

"There is a mysterious power in the ancient village that can resurrect the dead, zombies should also crawl out of the grave, she crawled all the way from the trail and knocked on the door, but she didn't knock at dawn, she should only be active at night, she was a corpse during the day, it seems that we are only safe in the ancient village during the day."

The people in the room were all very excited when they heard me say that they were safe, and Lei Yun rushed out quickly and said, "Then let's go quickly, if it is night, we will not die." ”

"If you can't get out, no matter how you go, you will always return to the village."

My words were like a basin of cold water pouring thunderclouds from his head to the bottom, and he walked back in a daze, but Su Cheng did not give up, "I don't believe it, I must go out." ”

After speaking, he took his backpack and walked towards the entrance of the village, Jiang Jiao saw that Su Cheng was gone and hurriedly chased after him, and the rest of Lei Yun and Chu Xinrou stayed.

And Xiao Tian and Zhang Ziqin have already tried it before, so naturally they will not go out with Su Cheng.

"It's daytime, there will be no ghosts and zombies, let's go out to find clues to get out of the ancient village, go together in pairs, we can be together, but we can take care of any danger."

I gave them a few words and went out with Acha, and we walked around the village without finding any clues, but at the back of the village we found a two-story building that we had not seen before.

Out of curiosity, I walked with Atsa, and the tall building was locked by a large door, but strangely enough, there was a portrait on the door, on which was a picture of a woman wearing minority clothes with flowers on her head, holding a spatula in one hand and a human arm in the other, and in front of her was a boiling iron pot.

The portrait is very finely painted, even the heat on the iron pot is clearly drawn, but the appearance of this woman looks very terrifying, making people shudder, a pair of hands is also skinny, two hands also have bracelets on their wrists, and under the bracelet is a very long iron chain, as if someone has locked the hands.

While I was engrossed in looking at the portrait, I vaguely saw the woman in the portrait stirring the iron pot and throwing the parts of the human body into it, and from time to time let out an eerie laugh.

I came back to my senses suddenly, and when I looked at the portrait again, it didn't move, everything just now was my hallucination, "It's so strange what appeared in this building, and this portrait is even stranger." ”

My intuition tells me that this building has something to do with whether we can get out or not, but the gate has no locks, nothing but is tightly locked.

"Zhengxin, you see there's a hole here." Atcha noticed something and beckoned me to come and see.

Atsa pointed to the middle of the door, and there was a hole in it, "It's a keyhole, we can only open the door and enter if we find the key." ”

"Keys? This door is so terrifying, isn't it even more terrifying, let's change the way. Archa snorted twice and turned around to leave.

I hurriedly stopped him, "This building didn't exist yesterday, but it appeared today, don't you think it's strange?" Maybe that's the only way to get out, so let's give it a try. ”

Acha couldn't resist me, so he could only agree with my idea, "Okay, go to the village and see if you can find the key, it's strange to say, how did Ahe and Yang Tianbao go out at that time." ”

To be honest, I'm also curious about how they got out, or if Yang Tianbao did something about it before he went out.

After remembering the location of the building, we went back to the village, and every time we passed by a room, we would go in to see if we could find the key.

But I stopped when I passed a dilapidated house.

A coffin was suddenly exposed from the house for a long time, this is the second strange thing I saw today, I walked slowly to the coffin, but there was nothing suspicious, so I went into the house to take a look.

As soon as I walked in, I saw incense, candles, paper and money inside, as if the family was doing a funeral, and the coffin seemed to be carried halfway through.

The coffin was not tightly covered, not even the coffin nails were closed, I concentrated and pushed the coffin lid, I never thought that the coffin lid was lifted all at once, and the coffin lid fell to the ground and raised dust on the ground.

I was taken aback, and quickly stepped back, staring at the direction of the coffin very vigilantly, but after waiting for a few minutes and not waiting for anything, Acha glanced at me, as if he was afraid that a zombie would jump out inside.

I slowed down and looked up, only to see that the coffin was empty, and there were several sheets of paper with words written inside.

I took the paper out and found it to be a scrap of a torn page from a diary.

"After several years of hard work, I finally got into the village. The ancient village has always been isolated from the rest of the world, and there are many mysterious customs that are not well known, and as a journalist, this has aroused my strong desire to explore, and I can make a name for myself as long as I take photos of the customs here. ”

"The people here are more cautious than I imagined, although I bought off the people in the village and pretended to be his relatives, but the people in the village still regarded me as an outsider and never let me participate in the sacrifice, but fortunately, the village chief was very talkative, and I lived in the village chief's house, the village chief's son is mentally handicapped, and I easily learned that they hold a sacrifice ceremony in the temple in the back mountain every year on March 15."