"Forget it, brother, today is unlucky enough, how can all the strange things in the world happen to us."

Lin Yu, Zhang Zhengguo, and Zhang Mei disagreed, did not show panic about the unknown and mysterious, and obviously did not take the scaring words seriously.

On the contrary, Chu Xiaohe and Feng Hou were shocked into a cold sweat.

Ning Qing suddenly felt bored, and immediately put away the mischievous weird expression on his face, the old god was there, and he was noncommittal about Lin Yu's words.

"I've seen a few rumors on the Internet about the desertion of the village, which are different from what the black-hearted driver said..."Ke Li seemed to think of something terrifying, her body trembled slightly, "Could there really be something unclean..."

"Yes... Yes, I've also seen those rumors..."Chu Xiaohe hid behind Ning Qing with half of his body, his little hands tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, covered with sweat, and his voice was very weak, like a frightened kitten.

It seemed that grabbing the corner of Ning Qing's clothes made her rely on her heart, and she pretended to be calm: "It is said on the Internet that there was a murder case of a family of three who died tragically on the island more than ten years ago...

Others said that they often saw the child haunting the village..."

The more Chu Xiaohe spoke, the more frightened he became, and the little hand that pulled Ning Qing's clothes became tighter and tighter, and in the end, there was already a trace of crying in his voice.

Ning Qing looked at her speechlessly, did this kid scare herself by herself?

"Click"

"Boom"

A huge bolt of lightning flashed through the night sky, illuminating the house as if it were day, and making everyone's faces white.

"Ah~!!"

"Ah~!!"

Two screams that pierced the eardrums exploded in everyone's ears.

It was the voices of Chu Xiaohe and Ke Li.

Obviously, this sudden lightning scared the two of them a lot.

Ke Li was already so frightened that she hugged her husband Feng Hou, and Chu Xiaohe also changed from grabbing the corner of Ning Qing's clothes to holding her arms stiffly.

"Bang !!"

"Woo~Woo~"

"Bang !!"

The typhoon was fierce, first blowing a window and falling it, and then rolling up the window and smashing it against the shrine, shaking the spirit card to the ground.

The howling wind and rain shone through the windows, blowing out the faint candlelight, plunging the lobby into darkness.

"Ah~!!"

"Ah~!!"

A new round of screams exploded, ravaging everyone's ears once again.

All kinds of chaotic footsteps and shouting and scolding sounded one after another.

"Damn!! Hurry up and turn on the flashlights!! ”

Zhang Zhengguo's roaring command suppressed all panicked voices.

The light of the flashlight also lit up one after another in a rush of scramble.

"Quick! Hurry up and find something to block the window!! ”

Zhang Zhengguo roared twice in succession, the blue tendons on his forehead were violent, and his expression was hideous, which formed a strong contrast with the appearance of the good man he had always been.

Thanks to him, under his roar, everyone finally began to save themselves.

The table of the Eight Immortals under the shrine was toppled, and the table top was blocked by a broken window, and then several sticks were found to secure the table in case it would collapse when a typhoon blew it.

The wind in the lobby suddenly subsided a lot, the candles were rekindled, and the panicked crowd finally got their breath.

Ning Qing didn't move from beginning to end, just turned on the flashlight and watched everyone busy.

In fact, as soon as the candlelight went out, he immediately touched the flashlight, and even wanted to move to block the window before Zhang Zhengguo began to command.

As for why he didn't come forward to help, it was not that he was lazy and the cancer had recurred, but that he really couldn't help.

Because...

Ning Qing looked down at her arms and sighed helplessly.

When Chu Xiaohe fell apart from the window, he had already closed his eyes, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and drilled into his arms with a hard head.

It's like a little pig in the arch cabbage...

"Don't be afraid, the window is sealed, it's fine."

Ning Qing's heart softened, and he gently rubbed Chu Xiaohe's black hair, trying to calm her panic, and then thought about taking her off his body, which really made him a little embarrassed.

"These... What to do..."

Feng Hou wiped the rain off the glasses with trembling hands, put them on with trembling hands, and pointed to the spirit cards scattered all over the place with trembling fingers.

"Husband, don't you think something is wrong... Why didn't anyone hit the window, but it hit the shrine..."

Ke Li shrunk her head and snuggled tightly to Feng Hou's side, her face full of fear.

Zhang Zhengguo regained his appearance as a good old man, glanced at the other party, and his tone was a little serious: "Zi Bu is strange and confused, the words of ghosts and gods are not credible, now is the era of science and technology, not the feudal era, don't scare yourself." ”

"But..."

"No, but!"

“... I just remembered the picture I saw on the Internet, the tragedy of a family of three seems to have happened in this house..."

Ke Li wanted to say something to write, but she was brutally strangled to death by Zhang Zhengguo, and her voice weakened in an instant, and the voice at the end was as big as a mosquito.

Zhang Zhengguo paced back and forth irritably, and then thought about it and felt that it was not a matter to let the spirit cards scatter on the ground.

So, he bent down and picked up the spirit cards on the ground, and put them back in place one by one.

Finally, bow deeply to the shrine.

"Tsk, Brother Zhang, aren't you a Chinese teacher in the new era, don't you believe this? Why do you bow to them? ”

Lin Yu said to Zhang Zhengguo, and he couldn't tell whether it was mockery or joking from his tone.

Zhang Zhengguo didn't see any joy or sorrow on his face, but just glanced at Lin Yu lightly: "I never believe in ghosts and gods, I didn't before, I won't now, and I won't in the future."

The reason why I bow to the spiritual seat is because of respect for the deceased, not to mention the fact that we have borrowed their ancestral homes for refuge, which is as it should be. ”

Zhang Zhengguo paused slightly, stared at the hazy candlelight with an expressionless face, and said in a gloomy tone: "Brother Lin, you are also a college student, no matter how you say it, you can be regarded as an intellectual, is it possible to still believe in these gods and ghosts?" ”

"Lifted, lifted! Compared with you, Mr. Zhang, what kind of intellectual am I, a college student, is at most an unemployed young man who spends his parents' hard-earned money for legitimate reasons.

However, my thoughts are similar to that of Mr. Zhang, and I have never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods. Lin Yu smiled, and then remained silent.

"Oh? It's the first time I've heard this kind of fresh statement from a college student, and it seems that Brother Lin, you are also in a good position. ”

Zhang Zhengguo's eyes moved away from the candle and began to look at Lin Yu, but seeing that the latter didn't mean to continue, he moved his gaze back to the candle.

His face was expressionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ning Qing touched her chin, her gaze kept switching between the two of them, and after carefully reflecting on what the two had just said, she finally saw that something was wrong.

The two of them had thorns in and out of their words, and they were-for-tat.

As for the reason, it is not difficult to guess, it is estimated that when the window was blown down by the strong wind, Zhang Zhengguo's roaring instructions made Lin Yu feel uncomfortable.

However, what made him feel strange was that Zhang Zhengguo, Zhang Mei's father and daughter, and Lin Yu, these three people never showed a trace of panic and fear from beginning to end.

In terms of a normal person's reaction, even if you believe in science and don't believe in ghosts and gods, you will maintain a certain amount of awe for the unknown.

These people behaved more like they didn't have the slightest reverence for the ghosts and gods.

Acting too calm and determined, in Ning Qing's opinion, this is an extremely abnormal phenomenon.

Before he could sort them out, a faint voice interrupted his thoughts.

"That's... Have you seen... Window... It seems like... There's a figure..."