Yu Fan and Guo Na looked behind Chen Jianyang in surprise, the door behind him was opening faintly, but there was no one in sight.

Chen Jianyang saw the frightened expressions of the two people, so he asked curiously, "Huh?" What are you two doing? What kind of expression is this? ”

Guo Na covered his mouth with one hand and pointed behind Chen Jiaoyang with the other.

Chen Jieyang looked behind him indifferently, and suddenly found that the door behind him opened at some point, and he couldn't help but shudder, as if in a ghost movie, the evil ghost quietly touched behind him.

The door opened wider and wider, and the room was dark, because it was daytime, the light contrast was too great, and they couldn't see the situation in their room clearly, which was really creepy.

"Cough~" An old cough came from the house, although it was winter, Chen Jieyang felt that cold sweat was breaking out on his body, was it a person or a ghost inside?

"What do you do?" An elderly man came out of the house on crutches. At first glance, this person is very old, his back is very hunched, and the wrinkles on his face are full of traces of time.

Chen Jieyang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It turns out that there are people in the house, why don't you turn on the lights in broad daylight?" ”

Don't turn on the lights in broad daylight? When Chen Jieyang said this, he wanted to laugh, but he was a little incoherent because of what he had just done.

The old man was expressionless, and said in a thick dialect: "I'm old, and my movements are a little slow, what are you doing?" ”

Guo Na stepped forward very politely and asked: "Old man, we are doing the exploration of chemical elements at the address, and we want to find the village chief of Ziwu Village to understand some of the overall situation, are you the village chief?" ”

The old man looked a few people up and down, and said faintly: "Yes, it is the old man, what do you want to know?" The old man's voice was low and gloomy, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.

Yu Fan also stepped forward: "Old man, we may have to stay here for a few days, can I ask where we can stay here?" ”

The old man held the cane with both hands, straightened his waist a little, and asked, "I see that you are very polite, I have to remind you, do you know what this place is?" ”

Chen Jieyang took over and said: "Of course I know, Meridian Village, a famous ghost village." ”

"Ghost village? Heha, heha. The old man stroked his beard and let out a strange laugh, a little like a crow's voice.

Yu Fan had been intently observing the changes in the old man's expression and behavior, to see if he could read any useful information.

The village tilted his head and said to Yu Fan, "Young man, you have been staring at me there just now?" Why is there something strange about the old man? ”

Yu Fan was a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.

The village chief continued the topic just now: "You all say that we are a ghost village here, and that we are full of fierce spirits here, but in fact, if not, how can there be any ghosts in this world?" It's just some relatives who have passed away. ”

The village chief has always been expressionless and very indifferent, Yu Fan tried to see through his heart, but this feeling was like throwing a stone into an endless black hole, and he couldn't hear the slightest sound.

Chen Jieyang asked curiously: "Relatives who have passed away?" What do you mean? ”

Village Chief: "People are made up of soul and body, the death of people is only the death of the body, and the soul will not dissipate so quickly, if this person still has unfinished obsessions in life, then they will stay in this world for a long time." Where the hell is this? In fact, they are all human beings just like us. ”

Chen Jieyang looked at the old village chief with a suspicious expression. The old village chief saw Chen Jieyang's suspicions and continued to explain: "There is a reason why our village is called Meridian Village. The ancients took 'Zi' as the north and 'noon' as the south, and defined the meridian as midnight and noon respectively. So we can have two worlds in this place at the same time, and we don't live in it. ”

Guo Na asked Yu Fan in a low voice: "Brother Yu, is this the case?" ”

Yu Fan replied: "The ancients' meridian theory is indeed true, the Tang Dynasty poet, Lu Yan's poem "Longevity" mentions: The meridian often eats the sun and the moon, and the entrance door is opened. ”

Chen Xiangyang looked confused, not understanding the old village chief's intention to say this, and then asked: "Although I don't know too much, I think it's very powerful." Is there a place near this place where we can stay? ”

Old village chief: "I say this because I hope you are mentally prepared, and if you are afraid of getting contaminated with something you don't like, I hope you will leave quickly." If you insist on staying here, there is a house behind the temple with a bed, which should be enough for the three of you, but because there is no one living there all the year round, there are a lot of sundries piled up in it, and it is used as a warehouse, which is basically a farm tool that is not commonly used by the villagers, I will ask the villagers to go to your house for a while to take their things away and make room for you. ”

Chen Jiaoyang was very happy and thanked the old village chief: "Thank you, uncle, for causing you trouble." ”

The old village chief was still expressionless: "You're welcome, one hundred and forty-eight." ”

One-four-eight? What is it? Chen Jieyang didn't know what the old village chief was talking about, so he asked, "One-four-eight?" What one-four-eight? ”

The old village chief said quietly: "One hundred and forty-eight yuan a night." ”

Yes? This...... How strange is this coming out of the mouth of this expressionless old man? The three men had black question marks on their faces.

The old village chief saw the three people staying there with a bewildered expression, so he said again: "The one hundred and forty-four yuan can't be less." There are no invoices. ”

Chen Jieyang sighed a little dementedly, took out his wallet, and flipped through the change. The rhythm of the brain has not kept up, and the old man who was still mysterious just now suddenly talked about money this time. It stands to reason that it makes sense to pay for accommodation, but this feeling is too ridiculous, right?

Chen Jiaoyang couldn't turn over the change, and the old village chief took out two QR codes from his pocket and said, "Alipay and WeChat can also be used." ”

Chen Xiangyang scanned the QR code and paid the money. The old village chief was still expressionless, gave the three of them a key, and said, "It's just behind the temple, the white house." Go first, and I'll call someone to come to your room and take their things away." ”

The weather in the mountains changes very quickly, especially at the junction of the terrain of Ziwu Village, even more so, it is already evening, the sun is setting, and the street lights in Ziwu Village are so dark, so it feels dark all of a sudden.

Yu Fan and the three of them took some things from the car and walked towards the house. Chen Xiangyang was energetic, carrying the most luggage and walking in the middle, Guo Na was looking for a way in front of him, and Yu Fan was behind.

The three of them passed by the temple that the village chief said, a cold wind hit, Yu Fan stopped, looked back, and at a glance, the afterglow of the sunset fell on his face, and Yu Fan always felt that someone was watching them.

"Brother Yu, hurry up, it's getting dark." Guo Na shouted.

Yu Fan turned around and continued to follow them.

Where the afterglow of the setting sun vanished, a wicked smile appeared.