Isn't this Lingmo Villa? An intricately carved gate evokes their memories. The door is inlaid with silver plates, engraved with a picture of mountains and rivers, and it is such a beautiful gate that has lost its guard. At the beginning, there were hundreds of guards here all the time, and if outsiders broke in, they would blow a horn to alert the people in the villa.

Today it was unusually deserted.

The four of them entered through the doorway, and after walking for a long time, there was still no one in sight, not even a single live animal was seen, and the grass, trees and flowers also showed a feeling of being about to wither, which was very uncomfortable. Obviously, it's lifeless and uninhabited.

It was getting dark, but the four of them kept walking, and they couldn't even see their own house. An ominous premonition ran through their minds, and they even began to wonder if this was their Lingmo Villa, just like thinking about whether Duo Lingling was still the amiable girl before.

The sky has turned blue, from the top of the mountain to the end of the mountain, the hazy night shrouds Lingmo Villa like a veil. The lights were all on as always, and it was back to the lights of the previous night, and at this time, the outline of the house was also revealed, and the stone path under his feet was looming, which was a strange feeling.

Chen'er held the snake bone whip, he felt a trace of uneasiness, and the tense atmosphere accelerated his heartbeat. Although it is like a spark, it shows a crisis from the darkness.

Also, at this time of year, people come out after dinner to talk and laugh, but today, why do you only see the lights on and not see a person's shadow coming out?

No, this won't be Lingmo Villa, Chen'er thought. Er Jin also sensed that something was wrong, and quietly reminded everyone to hold their weapons.

Not long after, a figure flashed on the street, and then, a large group of people walked listlessly like the walking corpse, and Chen'er recognized them at a glance, weren't they all old friends she was familiar with? Aren't they dead? How did it end up here? Isn't it your own death?

No, he tried his best to comfort himself, a great genius would not die so easily, besides, he could even swallow Gu, would he be afraid of dying?

Although they saw their old friends, the four of them held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, things would not be as simple and clear as they seemed on the surface, and they didn't know what kind of hearts were hidden under the appearance of their former friends. In this extremely strange homeland, no one can believe that everything here can really exist and happen.

There were a few people walking in front of him, and the steps were also so muddy, and their eyes were looking ahead blankly, and their eyes had already lost their brilliance. Chen'er was slightly shocked--- isn't that the brothers who were brutally killed by themselves, oh no, by their own aunts? Huan'er, Liang'er, Duan'er, Rui'er, and Xiao Yi'er followed closely behind, at this time, these dead brothers passed by Chen'er, and their dull eyes would not allow them to recognize their eldest brother. Chen'er covered her mouth vigorously to prevent herself from making any sound. Xiaoyan did the same, her tears filling her eyes again.

Er Jin looked at them, feeling familiar, but he didn't dare to ask. He found that all the people were walking in one direction--- which seemed to be the direction of the owner's treasure hall. As a result, people ignore the other sights.

Why do these people, these houses, and almost everything, come out after dark, and why do these people only go in one direction? Er Jin thought, and then he motioned for the other three to hide in the five-foot gap between the two wooden houses.

"I, I see, they." Xiao Yan covered her mouth and whispered indistinctly. Shaokang stroked his hair as a sign of condolence.

"Well, I know." Chen'er sighed lightly, "Daddy, do you remember my five younger brothers?" ”

"Of course." Er Jin patted him, "Huan'er like a chatterbox, crazy Liang'er, and Duan'er and Rui'er, these two can't be separated by anyone, they have to be together all the time." A happy smile spread across Er Jin's face.

"I remember one night when I was twelve, the two of them suddenly disappeared. Everyone searched for a long time, and later learned that they were frightened by the ghost story and hid under the bed of a bed and didn't dare to come out. Chen'er continued.

"And Yi'er, he was still young when I left, and he was neither sensible nor able to take care of himself," Er Jin said, "By the way, how are they now?" ”

"What else? I, I see them. Xiaoyan let go of the hand covering her mouth, "Go up the mountain." There are so many people, so many friends, so many acquaintances......"

Er Jin's smile gradually retracted, and he felt a trace of inexplicable sadness, but then he encouraged again: "We will also go to the Zhuang's Treasure Hall like them to see what is happening here." ”

In this way, the figures of the four disappeared into the cracks of the wooden square, quietly moving forward in the hazy night and lights. People can't see their steps clearly, and they don't want to focus on irrelevant things. The four of them walked at the front of the crowd at great speed, but they were not noticed.

"Okay, these people, the owner of this village doesn't want to say anything," Er Jin sighed, "You take a good look, they are not on a flat road at all." ”

Sure enough, the path that the group of people took up the mountain was not the flat road in the center, but the muddy mountain road on the left and right.

"Leave them alone, we're going to the owner's treasure hall anyway, try to get ahead of them." Chen'er quickened her pace.

"How do you know they must go to the Treasure Hall?" Xiaoyan questioned.

"There is nothing on the mountain except for the owner's treasure hall, and this is the center of Lingmo Villa." Chen'er replied.

"It's not just that." Er Jin said in a low voice, "I think that at the beginning, when the owner of the village and Duo Lingling fell in love with each other and were married, I promised her that she would hide our relationship in the treasure hall of the owner. His pale face flushed with a hint of loveliness.

"Daddy, what are you talking about?" Chen'er didn't guess what it meant.

"I, I don't know. When I was a child, my mother handed me down the box, which she hid in the owner's treasure hall, and told me that only by spending ten years with my sweetheart could I open it. However, who would have thought that Duo Lingling would leave the owner of the village so early? Er Jin sighed.

After hearing this, Chen'er made up her mind to find the box, but after many years, even Er Jin forgot the location of the treasure box that his aunt told him.

Anyway, in the end, don't you still have to rely on Chen'er herself.

The four of them began to speed up the mountain, their hearts almost beating to their throats, and everyone was looking forward to what the treasure crate contained.

Seeing that the door of the owner's treasure hall was gradually revealed, everyone was overjoyed, but they did not notice that although the lights were on, it seemed to be deserted.

"Come on, guys." Chen'er's hand touched the knocker.

But at this moment, all the footsteps stopped, and all the pedestrians up the mountain stopped walking, as if time had been stuck in this minute, this second, this mysterious and strange moment. The four of them held their breath, while the people below looked up at them, as if they had long since lost their breath, and everything acted like marionettes.

This is a sign that a chain of things is about to happen.