Mu Qin also saw the man hanging from the dead tree, he opened his eyes and mouth wide, stretched out his finger to the place, trembling and unable to speak.

Gu Chong hurriedly knocked his hand down and looked around nervously.

The crow stood on a dead branch and looked at the two of them.

"Don't look, leave it alone!"

As he spoke, he dragged Mu Qin, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked in front of the dead tree.

"Gah-"

Behind the two,

Something startled the crow into flight, and its wings fluttered.

Gu Chong and Mu Qin walked briskly all the way, and finally trotted up, and soon arrived at the place of the fishing village. There, a small group of people had gathered.

Seeing the two people running over, one of them was a very ordinary-looking but very friendly uncle, waving to the two.

"Come here, come here,"

"Are you also in the inner world?"

Gu Chong nodded, looked back, and it turned out that the place where there was a dead tree was no longer visible.

"My name is Qin Xian, I should be a lot older than you, just call me uncle." Qin Xian was very enthusiastic, beckoning Gu Chong to introduce them to the others.

"My name is Gu Mengfan," he said, looking at Mu Qin, which also meant to let him make up a name.

"I, my name is Mu Qun," Mu Qin pushed his eyes, a look of horror on his face.

"This little brother looks scared, do you see something?" An OL named Lin Nian saw Mu Qin's panic and asked meaningfully.

Before Gu Chong could think about whether to tell these people the truth, Mu Qin, who was eager to confide, had already stammered,

"Just now, just now, when we entered the village, we found that there was one on the tree, a hanged ghost."

……

When the crowd came to the dead tree, there was nothing but this dead tree, no crows, no hanged ghosts.

Because someone was with him, Mu Qin was not scared just now, he looked around with his head hooked, and his mouth was muttering something.

"Are you sure you saw the hanged ghost in this place?"

Qin Xian frowned, he had carefully inspected the branches, and there were no traces of rope friction on them. But looking at Mu Qin's appearance, he was really scared.

"It's in this place,"

Gu Chong nodded affirmatively, that crow impressed him very deeply, even stronger than the hanged corpse, if it was something in this world, then it would not be strange that it would disappear.

"Don't say it, it's scary, let's go back if there's nothing, this place is weird." It was a girl who spoke, and she hid behind a boy and said in fear.

Nothing was found, and these people had to go home.

In the fishing village, they were greeted by a gray-haired old man who looked very kind. This time, they were tourists who came to this fishing village for a leisurely trip, and the village allocated several houses for them to live in, and the person in charge of organizing it was this old man who claimed to be surnamed Yin.

"In seven days, there will be a sea worship ceremony in the village, which is the most important event of the year in our village," said the old man with a smile.

"You're here."

"However, there is an unwritten rule in our village, and I hope you can all follow it."

"That is, as long as it is dusk, you can no longer go near the sea."

After speaking, the old man walked out with his hands behind his back and staggered.

Gu Chong and Mu Qin were assigned a room, saying that it was a room, but in fact it was just a cubicle with a paper door. Most of the houses they were divided into were very dilapidated, and three or two lived together, which seemed very crowded.

When it was already dark, the old man and a few men brought dinner, some kelp soup, rice and kimchi, etc., and there were very fishy fish in the kelp soup.

Although Gu Chong was not used to eating, there was nothing else to eat here, so he had to endure the fishy smell and finish this meal.

After eating, he stood outside the room and looked in the direction of the East China Sea.

It was getting late, and there was a red round thing on the distant sea level, which was supposed to be the sun, but there was no light at all; The waves crash against the embankment, making a "pop" sound.

For some reason, Gu Chong always felt that there was something hidden in this sea.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Nian walked over, draped in the blanket that the village had prepared for them.

"It's still a little cold at night here," after speaking, she looked at Gu Chong,

"Aren't you cold?"

No matter what the weather is, Gu Chong wears long-sleeved pants and boots when he enters the world, which is also something that Lu Qiu has no words to learn, which is more convenient for activities and can cope with most weather conditions.

"It's not cold," Gu Chong glanced at her, and continued to look at the sea.

"Do you like the sea?" However, Lin Nian didn't seem to understand what Gu Chong meant, and still tried to talk to him next to him.

"I grew up by the sea, and what I love most is the sea breeze. Just standing by the sea, listening to the sound of the waves, smelling the smell of the sea, my heart will be calm. ”

Lin Nian smiled sweetly.

Gu Chong was about to send Lin Nian away, when suddenly, a strange voice sounded in his ears.

The sound seemed close, but it seemed far away.

The tone is very hurried and chaotic, as if a dozen people are whispering in your ear at the same time, and you try to listen, but you find that you can't hear any meaningful syllables or words.

Gu Chong subconsciously turned his head and looked at the path where they came.

The path winds its way into the woods.

At the end of what his eyes could see, Gu Chong saw a black shadow disappear.

……

Night.

Gu Chong and Mu Qin were lying in the same room, and there were snoring sounds one after another around them.

Also, after all, they are all tattered paper doors, and it is impossible to have any sound insulation effect, Gu Chong was lying in the snoring sound, his eyes open.

I don't know if my usual snoring is so powerful......

Mu Qin slept soundly, and he always looked flustered when he looked at him during the day, but he ended up dipping his head on the pillow at night.

It's also a kind of ability.

"Quack—quack—"

In the midst of a snoring sound, outside the house, there was a sudden crow call.

It looks so harsh and abrupt.

Another crow!

Gu Chong frowned, the crow he saw today, with its small black and green eyes, had been lingering in his mind.

Listening to the sound, the crow seemed to be hovering outside the house.

As the crow's cry sounded, the disturbing snoring slowly became quieter.

Finally, the night fell silent.

Gu Chong closed his eyes and held his breath to concentrate.

Fools know that something is wrong.

At this time, in a distant place, there was a woman's cry:

"Peace—"

"Peace—"

"Peace—"

The voice is melodious and fluttering, and the tone is anxious, like a mother, calling her child home.

At the same time, there is the kind of chattering sound he heard on the beach today.