Chapter 82: The Living Dead

Awake? ”

Coming out of the house, Zhang Liang said hello to me.

"Hmm!"

I nodded, glancing at the villagers gathered in front of the car.

Zhang Liang wiped his face and shouted: "Old Gao, there is a newcomer in the village!" ”

"I've seen it a long time ago, I guess I slept at your house!"

The person who replied was an old man about fifty years old with a cigarette holder in his mouth, and he walked over slowly after replying.

Entering the courtyard, he glanced at me, curled the corners of his mouth and asked, "New here?" ”

"Hmm!" I nodded, and didn't say anything more!

"It's good to be a newcomer, I haven't increased my mouth in the village for a long time, if you don't understand anything, ask Liangzi!" Lao Gao chewed on the cigarette holder, raised his head and said, "It's awesome."

After speaking, he walked out with his hands behind his back and swayed. When passing by the van, he stopped and shouted: "Disperse, disperse, it's not that I haven't seen it, what is there to see!" ”

The villagers were quite obedient and dispersed with a smile.

"Eat. Eat first, and I'll take you around the village after eating! Zhang Liang patted me and turned his head to signal me to go back to the house.

"I'm not eating, I'm going to stay in the car!" I refused.

"Whatever you want!"

Zhang Liang didn't care, he walked into the house by himself, took two steps and stopped. He turned around and said, "Don't think about leaving, you can't leave!" ”

"Can't you leave?"

I muttered, and the desire to try was even stronger.

Back in the car, I took a simple bite, my fingers tapped on the steering wheel again and again, and finally without waiting for Zhang Liang, I started the car and drove out of the village.

The moment the car started, Zhang Liang appeared at the door with a steamed bun in his hand, he didn't stop me, but leaned on the door frame, eating while watching me leave.

Walking along the trail at the head of the village, I soon arrived at the landslide point that I passed when I entered the village yesterday, and after driving, the road conditions in front were much better, but I found that something was wrong.

The scenery around me hasn't changed, like the iconic crooked neck tree, which I've seen for the third time.

The crooked neck tree is located 50 meters in front of the landslide point, the tree is not high, and there is a dilapidated log cabin next to it, under which five people have been hanged.

My first instinct was to hit the wall, so I immediately stopped.

For men, the easiest way to crack the ghost wall is to soak in urine.

It didn't work, and it didn't take two minutes for me to see the crooked neck tree again.

Stopping again, I took out a stick of incense, put it on the front of the car and lit it, and borrowed incense to guide the way, but in the end it was useless.

I tossed back and forth four or five times, and I used all the methods I could, but I couldn't get out.

I tried to turn the car around and drive back, but it didn't take me two minutes before the village came into view, and I immediately understood that I was not allowed to enter or leave.

Parking the car in front of Zhang's house again, Zhang Liang heard the voice and walked out of the house, and said lazily: "I told you a long time ago, if you can't get out, you still don't believe it!" ”

"Let's go, I'll show you around the village!" He said as he waved at me and led the way ahead.

I didn't say anything and followed.

Panjia Village is built along the mountain, with a total of more than 50 households. Most of them are concentrated on the right side of the mountain.

Zhang Liang said that most of the people living in this generation are old residents, and the earliest can be traced back to the puppet Manchukuo.

Scattered in the mountains, most of them were later relocated.

Before the accident, there were 178 people in Panjia Village, excluding those who worked outside the village to go to school, but now, this number has been reduced to 34.

Hearing this, I asked, "What about people?" ”

"Dead, all dead!" Zhang Liang's expression darkened, and an imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes.

"Dead?"

I looked at him suspiciously.

"Captured by a ghost!"

Maybe it was a weak heart, or maybe it was something else, Zhang Liang threw down a sentence, and walked down the path paved with bluestone slabs with his back to me.

"What the hell are those ghosts going on?" I caught up and asked.

"If I knew, it wouldn't be like this!" Zhang Liang paused for a moment and said bitterly.

It's still the same as last night, Zhang Liang's words are only half spoken, and he is secretive.

"Look at these houses, they look very good, but they are all empty, if you don't want to live with me, pick one!"

On the way back, I didn't speak until halfway through. Zhang Liang broke the silence.

From nearly 200 people to more than 30 now, there must be a lot of empty houses, I glanced at the houses scattered in the mountains and nodded.

Back at Zhang Liang's house, I took out two bottles of wine from the car, which I thanked for taking me in yesterday.

Zhang Liang accepted it. But I wanted to stop talking, and after thinking about it for a long time, I said: "Xiao Gu, listen to my brother's words, don't ask around, and don't run around." After 12 p.m., don't go out, so you can live a little longer! ”

After saying this, Zhang Liang seemed to want to say something, but Su Ying pinched him. With a smile on his face, he said to me: "Xiao Gu, what your brother Zhang told you are all good things, let's get acquainted, it can be regarded as fate, if there is something in the future, just say hello!" ”

That's a good point. Not only blocked Brother Zhang's mouth, but also made me unable to ask anything, and at the same time I was sending off guests, I smiled and said, "That's okay, I won't bother!" ”

"What's not to bother, so outside?" Su Ying said it very well. The body is in a posture of sending off a guest.

I didn't say anything, put the wine on the table, nodded to them and left.

There are many vacant houses in the village, and I chose the innermost one to live in, and there is no one in this neighborhood.

There are still more than thirty people in the village. It's all at the entrance of the village, that is, near Zhang Liang's house.

When Zhang Liang took me around the village, I basically saw more than 30 people.

Most of them are around forty or fifty years old, and there are some younger ones, only two. One is ten years old, the other is twelve.

These two children were not born in these twenty years, and when the accident happened, they were already so old!

The villagers seem to be unaware of this, in their opinion. They're just stuck here, they can't get out.

As for why, twenty years have passed, and they still haven't grown old, they have chosen to forget.

It seems to me that this place is a bit like the underworld, the only difference is that in the underworld, everything is black and white, but here, there are more colors.

There was no signal on the phone, so I couldn't communicate with the outside world, but time went on.

There is no Zhang Liang. I have a lot of freedom, I pick out the houses that no one has and look at them from house to house.

Although there are no people, every house is very clean, as if someone is cleaning, and the kitchen has meters. There was water in the tank and everything looked normal.

The water and food I brought with me were enough for seven or eight days, and I was not in a hurry, so I deliberately chose three, put away the rice and water, and went over the next day to have a look. The rice is still as much as before, and the water is back to its original state.

There are also the two paper figures who patrol the night at night, in order to observe them, I deliberately chose a house by the mountain to stay for one night, and made some discoveries.

The two paper figures came out of the mountains and came out on time at twelve o'clock every night to make rounds. It ends at three o'clock in the morning.

In the past two days, I would swing around in front of Zhang Liang and them every day, indicating that I was still there, and that it was more appropriate for the villagers to treat me as a transparent person, or a dead person.

They looked at me with some kind of schadenfreude, as if it was my presence that had helped them solve a big problem.

Today is the fourth day that I have come to the uninhabited village, and there is still half of the food and water left, and if I don't act, once the food and water are consumed, I will starve to death.

Panjia Village has become an uninhabited village today, which is definitely related to the two paper men who patrol the night, and if you want to find the reason, you can only start from them.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the fog came out of the depths of the mountain on time and spread over the village, and at eleven o'clock, the fog began to disperse. At twelve o'clock, a gong sounded, and the paper man began to patrol the night.

At the same time, I also started to act, I stood in front of the door, took out a stick of three corpse incense and lit it. A faint smell of fishy smoke filled the air, enveloping me.

The three corpse incense, with male, female, baby, three different corpses of the corpse oil as the main raw material, the main function is two, one is to make people contaminated with the resentment carried in the smoke, turning people into ghosts, that is, so that ghosts can not distinguish whether they are people or ghosts, and the other is to make an environment similar to the underworld to block the sight of ghosts.

For me, it's just right.

On the mountain path, a bright yellow light lit up, and the two paper figures came.

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