"Wow! What a Jeep! Dust, come and try it! He couldn't wait to open the car door and was already in the passenger seat. Mu Xichen turned his head to look at the man, and he suddenly took out a silver keychain from his bag, with a small car key circled on it. He raised his hand and handed it to Dust, "Take it, I know you need it." ”

He hesitated for a long time, and the man hooked his hand and motioned for him to take it. Dusty then stunned and snatched the key from his little finger. "Go ahead, it's just that the car is dirty." The man smiled innocently, his eyes unnaturally weird.

Get in the car, close the door, almost in one go. The jeep was facing straight away from the man in the coat, and the man could be seen waving at him through the glass window in the back. Mu Xichen really didn't want to return to this village for the rest of his life, so he immediately plugged in the key, twisted skillfully, and soon saw the white smoke on the ground rising with the friction of the wheels going away.

"Old Mu, you're crazy, drive so fast!" The fat man clutched the seat belt with both hands, and a large bag of things shook violently up and down in the back seat, making a ping-pong banging sound.

Mu Xichen's brain was congested, and even his left hand was not so stiff. He yelled, "Hell! The man had no legs! ”

"How can you stand up without legs? How can you walk without legs? The fat man smiled: "You shouldn't have scared yourself out of the hell, right?" ”

Mu Xichen rolled his eyes at him, of course he hoped that everything was just his illusion. But his eyes and experience had already told him that there were indeed ghosts in this world, and perhaps they were lucky enough to meet a good ghost.

The car was parked at the entrance of the village, and he still looked back at the dilapidated car wash with palpitations. An old woman sat next to the car with a small bench, her fingers trembling and pointing to the small shop. Suddenly, he asked Mu Xichen and the fat man suspiciously, "This car ...... From that store? ”

"Yes, an uncle lent it to us." The fat man replied with a grin, and turned his head again, "Speaking of which, we haven't thanked him yet, so it's not good to leave like this......"

Mu Xichen grinned, only to see that the old woman was so frightened that her soul was almost gone, she skillfully tried her best to restrain her mood, and after a while, she calmed down, her lips trembled slightly, "It has appeared three times in the past two years...... Every time someone comes, a car will drive out......"

This sentence just caused panic in Mu Xichen's heart, and of course doubts were absolutely dominant. "Mother-in-law, that uncle ......"

"Where's the uncle! That shop has been abandoned for two years, where did anyone come from! The old woman's face suddenly became very bad, "A few years ago, many people disappeared in the village inexplicably, and now there are only us old women and old men left in the whole village, how can there be men?!" The old woman said with an absolute tone, as if everyone could feel that the place was haunted, but no one would say those two words.

"It's really a big ......" Before He Fatzi finished speaking, he was quickly dragged away by Mu Xichen's hand, and said in his ear: "Dead fat man looks at the situation, that man is not a human at all!" ”

The fat man's eyes widened and he slurred, "...... Not? What the...... Ghost? ”

The old woman said in a strange voice: "There was indeed a middle-aged man running the store before, and the person was very good." However, business was bleak, and his wife and daughter disappeared. He himself died two years ago...... It can be regarded as that he has accumulated a lot of virtue during his lifetime, unlike those who have become wild ghosts and can only stay at their own door......"

Chenzi didn't listen to the old woman's nagging anymore, and the accelerator under his feet stepped on and left, accumulating a long string of white dust.

"Fat man...... Don't you think they're all dressed strangely? He frowned, and listened to the old woman's tone, as if the whole village had died, and people couldn't help but shiver.

The fat man sat motionless in the passenger seat, his eyes staring ahead. How could he not see that the people in this village were ghosts? Influenced by his grandfather since he was a child, it is impossible for him not to see anything wrong at all. It's just that I once heard my grandfather say that there was a village where a lot of people died in the past, and then the road was built and the road became a road, so that those wandering spirits came back, and the whole village died, and from then on their souls put on red flower clothes and sat at the door of the house all day long......

Grandpa used to always say, "Don't go to that village, and even if you go, you must pretend that nothing happened, otherwise you will never come back." ”

Maybe the one who sat at the head of the village with a bench was Grandma Liu, the most fortunate thing was that they were not kept by the man, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

The golden clouds appeared in the distant sky, and the golden palace island loomed, and through the forest the sun was like a red wheel, rolling into the ravine to the west little by little. A few wild ducks rattled their wings and hid themselves deep in the reeds.

It's like an infinite loop of roads, the same scenery, and repetitive images. Mu Xichen suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the fat man's whole body leaned forward, almost hitting the car window.

Directly opposite them, stood an ancient tree, towering into the sky. Its branches expand indefinitely, and its thick, blackened leaves are thick and broad, wrapping the entire trunk and branches.

"What's wrong with Lao Mu? Why stop? The fat man rubbed his reddened forehead complainingly, and then unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

"Don't go down!" Chenzi roared, and pulled back He Fatzi, who was about to step out half a foot with one hand. "There's a problem with this way!"

The fat man joked: "What's the problem with this road, are you still afraid that I will not be able to trample the ground?" ”

Chenzi shook his head, always feeling very weird. So he pointed straight along the road and said to the old tree in front of him, "This road has been going straight all the time, and you can see this tree every few hundred meters." ”

For the careless fat man, how could he have discovered such a terrible thing: they were trapped in this village and couldn't get out! Do you still remember what He Ju said to the fat man? "Don't go to that village, and even if you do, you have to pretend that nothing happened, or you'll never come back."

Thinking back to everything that happened before, Lao Mu, Lao Mu, it really hurts me!

The tree was the oldest of the nearby villages, even a thousand years old, but it was just a one-sided guess. The same feeling, the same feeling he felt in the woods outside his home, always felt that there was something hiding behind the trees, and countless pairs of eyes in the leaves were staring at them intently, staring at the dust uncomfortably.