"This picture was taken thirty years ago?" I said in surprise.

The guide nodded, "Yes, it should be." ”

I stared at the photo and muttered, "The Azan Bunlok in the photo must be fifty years old, thirty years ago...... Could it be that he is now eighty years old? ”

The old lady said a few words to the guide. The guide said she could take us to the scene where the photo was taken.

Tang Shuo snorted twice: "This old witch is running the train with her mouth full, it is extremely deceitful, everyone should be careful." ”

The cameraman carried the camera to shoot the whole process, and everyone followed the old lady out, around the village, and at the end of the village, there was a charred ruin. The old lady pointed to the ruins and said, "This is where the photo is, and a fire broke out twelve years ago that destroyed all the surrounding houses. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they all felt incredulous, what we were looking for, what was burned, and it always felt that the old lady was lying.

Master Wu stepped forward to take a look and said, "Maybe it's really here, you see." ”

We used to take the photos for comparison, and the wooden houses in the photos were gone, but there were some wooden shelves built in the back, which matched the photos. A male reporter from Hong Kong said that this could be a scene arranged in advance according to the photos?

No one has a word, they all know that this is stupid.

No one in this village knew we were here today, and they still have old photos from thirty years ago. The purpose of building these shelves in advance is to deceive us?

It's a foggy place, and it's a bit hard to understand that it's spanning such a long time. Anyway, I've finally found the place in the photo now.

I stood in front of the ruins with the photo, and I was in a trance for a moment, feeling that the avenue was impermanent and everything was desolate. That day, I accidentally found this photo in Peng Zongliang's relics, and to this day, I am actually standing in front of the scene in the photo, spanning China, Thailand, and Cambodia, and appearing in the deep mountains and old forests that Cambodians rarely set foot in.

All this is simply an indescribable feeling, it feels like fate is so amazing, I even have the illusion that I am holding this picture and dreaming that I have entered the scene in the photo.

Just when I was stunned, Tang Shuo's brain was flexible, and he asked the guide to ask the old lady, where is this Master Azan now?

Yes, why bother with the old site of Azan Wenlok, just find out where he is now.

The old lady shook her head, and told us that this mage had a strange temper, and that he lived in seclusion in the mountains, and that he would not be disturbed by any kind, and that if he was provoked, no one would be harmed.

We asked the guide to tell the old lady that we had come all the way to interview Azan Bounlok and to give him a lot of money. That's a good thing, he won't be angry.

The old lady said that she had foreseen that you would not be able to go out of the mountain just now, probably because you had offended Azan Wenlok. She thought about us and advised us not to look for it.

The people present did not believe that they could not get out of the mountain, and thought that this was too ridiculous to see Azanbunlo.

The old lady was finally moved, and promised to take us into the mountains early tomorrow morning to find Azan Wenlo, and she was not responsible for what would happen then.

Tang Shuo said to the guide with a big grin: "Don't be responsible for her, I want to see if this black-clothed Azan has three heads and six arms." ”

We stayed in the village at night, and there were not many houses in the village for us to live in, so we simply lived in the yurt-like building, without tents, and put sleeping bags on the spot, and six people lined up in a row to rest on the spot.

The villagers were very enthusiastic, and they wanted to kill chickens to entertain us at night, but we declined, and now everyone did not have the heart to investigate the people's situation, so they waited to find Azan Wenlo, and hurried out of the mountain when they were done.

At night I lay on the ground sleepy and tired, dazed and napping. Hong Kong videographer half-sits against a wall, inspecting equipment. Tang Shuo and Master Wu spoke, their faces were worried, especially Tang Shuo, who looked very anxious.

At that time, when I was empowered by Azan Shi, when he said that he might die in the future, I saw that he gloated, and now it was his turn.

I slept in a daze until the next morning, I stretched and sat up, and saw the Hong Kong male reporter sitting there sighing, Tang Shuo was comforting him, and I went over to ask what was going on. Tang Shuo said: "He had a dream last night, and he dreamed of a lot of corpses, and the bones were like mountains. Scared the hell out of him. ”

This time I entered the mountain, and I have been going all the way to the present, which really makes people's hearts heavy, very depressing, and it is inevitable that I will have nightmares, and I also followed a few words of persuasion.

After dinner in the morning, we packed up our things, and the old lady came and wanted to take us deep into the mountains to find Azan Bounlok.

The old lady carried only a water bladder sewn from sheepskin, and then set off with the group.

She doesn't look so old, but she can walk like a fly in the mountains, like a big monkey who has become a fine spirit, and we have a very hard time following it. After walking for a few hours, the guide suddenly stopped, crouched on the ground to look at us, and said, "We're going back." ”

"We're going back again?" Tang Shuo asked suspiciously.

The guide looked at the old lady drinking in front of him and said, "If this old lady is not playing tricks on us, then there is only one possibility, Azan Bunlok is actually on the way when we came, but we missed him." ”

I remembered that the night before yesterday, I once went to the edge of a cemetery, and Master Wu said that there was a strong mana fluctuation there, could it be there?

The old lady beckoned us to continue walking, and walked for a few more hours. Not only the guide, but even a few of us can confirm that this place must have been there.

The old lady stopped, pointed to a black forest not far away, and said a word.

The guide told us that the old witch had said that the wooden house where Azamunlok practiced was in this wood.

After a short rest, the people continued their march into the woods. This black forest seems to be extremely deep and quiet, and a layer of fog rises around it, and it is not visible from a long distance, and it is thick in the mist.

Walking in the woods for most of the day, the old lady pointed to the front and said, that is.

We saw three stilted wooden houses side by side in a clearing not far away, the doors were all open, very quiet, and no one was seen.

Everyone walked slowly over, and when they reached the front of the wooden house, no one dared to venture in. The old lady shouted a few times to the cabin, and it was quiet, and she went up the stairs into one room, and after a while she came out and into another room, and then came out and into the last.

When she came out again, she shook her head at us and said there was no one inside.

We cautiously went up the stairs and lit up the first room with a flashlight. It was very simple, with no doors, no windows, no beds, and a few small jars on the floor.

In another room, the screams of a male reporter were heard, and the photographer hurriedly carried the camera over to shoot. When I looked over, there were several corpses in the house, which were rotten and smelled strange.

We went to the last hut, and there were many candles in it, long extinguished, and it was cold and cold. In the middle is enshrined I don't know what the god is, the statue of the god has two faces, one left and one right, the good face has clear eyebrows, the bad face is gloomy and vicious, the light spot of the flashlight falls on the evil face, the waves are shining, the expression is lifelike, as if alive.

I suddenly felt a little sleepy, my eyelids couldn't open, I shook my head vigorously, I wanted to get out of the house, and I was in a trance at this moment, I had a dream.

I couldn't tell you what it was, but I dreamed that I seemed to be running down a dark alley, and something was chasing after me, when someone spoke, as if it was a girl's voice, "Follow me." ”

I was about to go with it, when I suddenly had a shock and woke up. I rubbed my eyes, and the light still fell on the face of the idol.

Cold sweat was pouring out of my head, and it was a bit of a wickedness. Hurry out of the house, outside is the dark woods, and the wind is blowing. I felt abnormal chest tightness and it took me a while to subside.

At this time, it was getting dark, and Azan Wenlok's whereabouts were unknown, leaving only three wooden houses for resting and cultivating. It's far away from the crowds, in the deepest part of the mountains and forests, and I really don't know what he usually lives by.

The old lady said that she had taken us to the place, and she was going to take her leave and go back, but we did not keep us, and told her to be careful.

When she was gone, everyone discussed it, and they were not in a hurry to go out tonight, so they simply set up camp near here. After setting up the tent, we had a quick bite to eat and discuss what to do next.

Master Wu told us that he could feel that there were indeed strong mana fluctuations here, and that there was more than one person, and that there was probably a very tragic battle here at that time.

My heart beat faster and I asked him if his third uncle had been here.

"It's hard to say." Master Wu said. He said that he would cast a spell here tonight, follow the direction of mana fluctuations, and maybe find something.

I just slept for a moment, but I woke up a lot and didn't feel sleepy.

After eating, they all went to rest, and I was the only one walking around. For some reason, I was so anxious tonight that I always felt that something was going to happen, and my heart never settled.