There is something tomorrow that should be changed later, such as 8 p.m., and the day is spent outside...... No! Gather inspiration outside!

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Why possession?

This is a question that is completely incomprehensible with the IQ of two sticks. He could only look at Qin Ye with admiration.

Why is it that there are either rammed goods or perverts around me...... At the critical moment, there is no one who can make suggestions...... Qin Ye pursed his lips and said to himself: "Possession, it is to facilitate action." It's always been like this. What is she going to do to facilitate her movements? Is it possible to reflect on the side – is there something here that I can do but she can't? She needed a perfect, handsome, robust outsider body. ”

Liu Changmin felt that his throat was a little blocked, and Quan Jinghao's mouth moved, but he didn't dare to speak.

Talking to oneself is not to pretend to be forced, but in the absence of a pen, it will be more impressive to say it, and you can brainstorm at best, as the saying goes, three stinky skins...... Two stinkers and one Jiang Wei can also top one Zhuge Liang......

"Also, she wants to be possessed, why don't you find someone in the building, or even ...... While Chu Renmei was still there, no one in the Huangjia Tulou died. Maybe...... Is it because she can't possess the people of the Huang family's tulou? ”

"Why?"

He remembered the scene he saw in the glass window in the afternoon, and muttered: "Then why can't you possess the people of the Huang family's tulou?" ”

"Because...... Are they all dead? Or...... Aren't they people? ”

After pondering for a few minutes, he rubbed his chin and said slowly: "Although fate is unreliable, one thing is right. In the case that everyone rejects you, only one person approaches you, even if she is a ghost, is the only breakthrough. ”

As for the deeper ones, there are too few clues, and the immortals can't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, just when Qin Ye was about to take a break, fate suddenly came out, and slowly wrote on the wall, "Honorable Lord Qin, the distance to the Winter Clothes Festival...... There are four days to go. ”

"Humble me, I have to remind you that the four Halloweens of the year are the easiest times to find that heinous soul. If it is not found this time, with the weirdness of the Huang family's tulou, I am afraid that only Shangyuan Festival will have a chance to discover the truth. ”

Qin Ye was stunned: "God's abandoned land...... Is it so difficult? ”

Fate paused for a moment, and then continued: "My lord, you underestimate the four words of Godforsaken Land. Why doesn't the Heavenly Dao favor here, and why doesn't the Yin Talisman arise here. None of this is accidental, and behind every God's forsaken place is an extremely complex cause. At least one of the Ancient Immortals has fallen here. ”

I see...... Qin Ye didn't speak again, and slowly closed his eyes.

Anyway, the first day has passed.

I slept until the next morning, and when I woke up, I could already see a little golden light casting out of the unblocked window. He yawned and washed himself before he moved the dresser that had blocked the windowsill back into its place.

Then, he opened the window and jumped out.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he walked out of the closed room into nature, he smelled a faint agarwood fragrance. If there was nothing, he didn't care, but looked at the Huangjia Tulou.

On the second day of coming to Tulou, all the scenery has not changed from yesterday. It's as if it's been like a thousand years and will never change.

He began to walk around the building, yesterday's resident familiarization was not done, and today, he planned to start gathering information from the left.

The residents of the Huangjia Tulou are not complicated, lying on the bamboo chairs like dead corpses, staring at the old man in the big locust tree all the time. Put the winter clothes on one by one

The owner of the coffin shop on the paper man. The old woman who slowly shook the fan and her hair was scattered. There are young people carved with wood carvings that look like abstract human bodies...... Everybody is like a psychopath.

Dead silence, loneliness, depression, madness, enveloping this tulou, everyone is like a living dead who have lost the ability to think. No one talked to Qin Ye, even if he used too many ways to talk to him.

More than two hours later, he was again in the position he had been where he had been yesterday.

It was still the same cheongsam woman, she seemed to have endless winter clothes, music was still playing in the room, and the windows and doors were still closed.

However, the moment Qin Ye approached, she raised her head in amazement and looked directly at him.

Only then did Qin Ye realize that this woman's eyes were blood-red, indescribable, just like that kind of ...... Madness under the cover of reason.

Her body didn't move, her head turned to the left, then to the right, and shifted to a strange angle, and it took a long time to say, "You're still alive." ”

The first person to strike up a conversation with him!

Qin Ye felt more and more that this was a puzzle, and if certain conditions were met, the next "NPC" would be unlocked, and the reason why this woman spoke...... Is it because he survived the first day?

"Surprised?" He smiled.

"There are some." The woman leaned against the guardrail, took out a box of cigarettes and shook it: "Do you want it?" ”

"No, thank you."

The woman took out a box of matches, lit it gently, inhaled hard, spit out blue smoke, and looked at the tree above her head with a little confusion: "It's good not to smoke......

She is not beautiful, with a horse face and small eyes. The figure is extremely good. Leaning on the railing, you can also see that the curves are exquisite, but unfortunately, Qin Ye has no interest in this kind of thing that doesn't know if it's a person or a ghost.

"You've seen her." The woman flicked the ashes of her cigarette and said in a hoarse voice: "You are the one who has heard that song for so many years, and you can still not die at night." ”

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?" ”

"Huang Xiaoqing." The woman looked at the sky above the black hole and muttered, "Bu Wantian's sister." ”

Who is Bu Wantian?

Qin Ye's brows furrowed, but in the next second, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman in amazement.

Bu Wantian...... Bu Wantian......

The husband of Chu Renmei, an old corpse in the mountain village, is called Bu Wantian! I didn't expect him to have a sister!

No...... Wait, Bu Wantian, Huang Xiaoqing......

"He's not surnamed Huang?" Qin Ye looked at Huang Xiaoqing with burning eyes: "In Huangjia Village, they are all surnamed Huang. Why is his surname Bu? ”

Huang Xiaoqing replied succinctly: "Follow your mother's surname." My mother's family was also a local landlord back then, and there was a condition for marrying the Bu family...... The son took her surname, and the father agreed. ”

I see...... No, not yet!

As if a window had opened, Qin Ye remembered more.

Before, his eyes had been on Chu Renmei, because the other party had impressed him too much. But...... He ignored the background of the old corpse in the mountain village!

From the beginning, he didn't think it was an old corpse in a mountain village, after all, it was just a movie. But now that I think about it, why not?

Movie and reality combined, is it strange?

Chu Renmei has appeared, why is this not the place where the incident happened in the movie?

And...... What's more coincidental is that at the beginning of the movie, it was a game of conjuring spirits, which attracted the unjust soul of Chu Renmei. Sixty-six people were killed. And the background of this game...... It's called Huangjia Village!

It's the same Cantonese opera, it's the same Huangjia Village, it's the same Chu people's beauty, who can guarantee it...... Isn't the old corpse in the mountain village an artistically processed "documentary"?

Who can guarantee ...... Isn't it?

"If you start here, there will be more clues......" His heart accelerated slightly, but he immediately suppressed the excitement and continued listening.

"It was the late nineties...... Huang Xiaoqing took a puff of her cigarette and said slowly: "A few people came here to investigate the matter of Chu Renmei. He said that he was a reporter from Hong Kong, and a few people were workers, and he said that he was a ghost. Would like to come and check it out. Honestly, I think it's funny that they don't know where they've come. ”

"A hundred years ago, it was called Huangjia Village. The whole village is surnamed Huang, and this tulou was built at that time. ”

"At that time, it was still called a school. At that time, my brother Bu Wantian was teaching at the school. Huang Xiaoqing stroked her hair, as if a smile flashed, and glanced towards the fourth floor: "This tree was also planted by him at that time." And his wife is Chu Renmei. ”

That's right...... It's all right...... Qin Ye looked at Huang Xiaoqing deeply, and did not interrupt.

The other party continued: "Soon, however, he attracted the attention of a rich daughter because of his handsome appearance. was happy in private, but because of Chu Renmei, he couldn't go further. Thereupon...... They came up with a plan. ”

"I don't remember exactly what it was......" she sighed faintly, "I only remember that my sister-in-law was stoned to death." But I will always remember the look in her eyes when she died......"

"It wasn't a human look, she didn't cry, she didn't scream, she just looked straight at everybody, you know...... Like a ghost in the night, without blinking, the people who watch it have chills down their spines. In the end, she was dumped in the barren mountains. ”

With that, she sighed softly and threw away the cigarette butt.

Qin Ye waited for a minute before raising his eyebrows: "It's over?" ”

"It's over." Huang Xiaoqing waved her hand impatiently: "I've been lonely for too long to tell you this, who knows...... Are you going to die tonight? ”

"Can I ask you a question?"

Huang Xiaoqing picked up the scissors again, and didn't say yes or refuse.

Qin Ye got closer and said in a low voice, "Huangjia Village...... You've lived here for so long, and the other residents, all like you? ”

Huang Xiaoqing clicked and cut her winter clothes, and only said lightly after half a minute: "Starting from the left side of the door, the second uncle, the fourth master, and the boy of the Chen family...... These are the ones who watched me grow up. ”

"Understood." Qin Ye stood up, smiled and continued to wander around.

It's just that when I walked to the door of my room, my face was already very solemn.

"Your Excellency." Kwon Kyung-ho's figure was printed from the glass window: "What happened? ”

Qin Ye glanced at him, repeated Huang Xiaoqing's words word for word just now, and said coldly, "What did you hear?" ”

"No......" Kwon Jinghao and Liu Changmin glanced at each other, what's the problem?

"Heh......" Qin Ye grinded his teeth and looked at the night-like day, Sen Ran smiled: "This matter ...... But it was a hundred years ago......"

"Huang Xiaoqing is Bu Wantian's younger sister, not to mention whether Chu Renmei will let him go, even if she lets him go, she ...... High birthday this year? ”

"One hundred and two? One hundred and fifteen? ”

"And ...... She watched her grow up with her second uncle, the fourth master, these people...... Two hundred years old? ”

What kind of village is this?

Quan Jinghao gasped: "This ...... How can it be?! ”

"This ...... Completely out of the laws of the world! ”

Qin Ye smiled: "That's why this place is called the Land of God's Forsaken." ”

"Really...... It's terrifying to think about, it's terrifying......"

The encircled earthen buildings, the vanished villages, the locust trees that shade the clouds, and the ghosts of a hundred years ago...... Still a bunch of undead monsters in captivity?