The live broadcast continues, but there is nothing to see, except for rushing in the white mountains, it is really lackluster, Li Yiling is not like Mr. Lang, he will make some moths out at every turn, and there are some things to see, their group is really a little dull, many viewers feel bored when they look at it, and they begin to watch the picture of Mr. Lang's group.

The picture of Mr. Lang's group is very harmonious, very calm, nothing happened halfway, Shi Qiang is there, the three corpses are walking very smoothly, the wind and waves are calm, and they have not encountered the ambush of Wang Xiaobai's group, Mr. Lang often appears in the camera, introducing the snow-capped scenery, fighting with the contestants, and that's all.

There is no expected fighting method, no twists and turns, Wang Xiaobai They seem to have encountered just an insignificant episode, as time passed, the sky gradually darkened, less than fifteen, the thirteenth lunar calendar, the sky was clear, in an environment without a little pollution, the bright moon in the sky appeared extraordinarily bright.

The ancient primeval forest, covered with snow, reflects the light of the moonlight, as translucent as a dream, but Wang Xiaobai does not feel beautiful at all, he and Geng Jianyang are in the prime of life, pulling the plow and walking for seven or eight hours also feel tired, the little madman has long been impatient to the front, impatiently ran to the top of the mountain in front, to the top of the mountain, the little madman suddenly jumped up and shouted: "There is a village!" ”

For people who are accustomed to living in the city, it is a kind of helpless loneliness, plus their group of people are not talkative, the feeling of desolation is becoming more and more intense, hearing the little madman shouting that there is a village, everyone is in good spirits, especially Wang Xiaobai and Geng Jianyang, glanced at each other, increased their strength, and rushed to the top of the mountain with a climbing plow.

At the top of the hill, there is a wide area in front of me, there are some earthen houses piled up, there are almost two dozen very low houses, wooden structures, adobe houses, crooked, a few collapsed and unfinished, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that this is a village, it has been abandoned for many years, and it is a miracle that the houses do not fall.

More than 20 houses of different heights, I don't know whether it was the people who fled the famine and broke through the juncture stationed here, or some villages formed by hunters, Wang Xiaobai once heard his father say that there were wild people in this part of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains before, the so-called wild people, not real wild people, but some primitive nomadic peoples, Daur people, Oroqen people, are all in this list, live in the deep mountains and old forests, often drive ox carts and horse carts, camel carts of skins and game out to exchange for food and some supplies.

These ethnic minorities have long been out of the mountains, but there were still some decades ago, it is not excluded that it is a small village of these ethnic minority communities, the whole small village is quiet in the moonlight, there is no vitality and vitality, except for the little madman shouting, no one makes a sound, they all feel that this village is too lifeless......

Wang Xiaobai looked around, the village is backed by a mountain ridge, there is flowing water on the right side, there is a forest on the left, and the direction they came from is outward, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little strange, and what is even more strange is that there is a relatively tall building in the middle of the village, although it is also a wooden structure, it is made of bluestone, the roof is relatively sharp, a bit of Russian Baroque architectural style, it looks more like a small church.

"What are you hesitating about when you have a place to stay? Dude will explore the way for you, don't rush at night, and leave tomorrow at dawn, Wang Xiaobai, will you keep up? Seeing that everyone was not moving, the little madman was a little impatient, so he returned Wang Xiaobai's army, and walked briskly towards the largest, sturdiest, and best-preserved stone house in the village.

Geng Jianyang hurriedly shouted: "Crazy, be careful, don't be reckless, wait for us!" ”

"Let him go, it's okay, even if this hellish place is arranged, it won't be so soon! Let's keep up! Wang Xiaobai tugged on the rope that was pulling the plow, walked forward quickly, and said to Huang Laoqi as he walked: "Lao Qi, keep up with the madman, don't let him cause trouble!" ”

Huang Laoqi jumped to chase the little madman, Wang Xiaobai and Geng Jianyang dragged the plow and walked quickly, and entered this small village...... The cold wind blew, and many broken doors creaked and creaked, and there were no roads in the village for a long time, and the silence could make people go crazy.

The little madman took the lead and walked in front of the stone house, there was a yard made of fences, a large vat in the yard, as big as the vat of pickled cabbage in the Northeast, a gate, and the special mother was arched, which was indeed a Western style, which made Wang Xiaobai wonder very much, this was once a gathering place for ethnic minorities, or ...... A gathering place for Russians?

Is it a gathering place for ethnic Russians in China? It is not impossible to have this possibility, there is such a village of Ermaozi on the border between China and Russia, and the Chinese Russians are the descendants of Russian immigrants who fled to China after the October Revolution because of the war, as well as a small number of Soviet immigrants.

When Wang Xiaobai was in high school, there was such a second maozi in the school, and the second maozi was a mixed race between China and Russia, which was not uncommon, and by now, it had long been mixed with four or five generations, five or six generations, but everyone was still used to calling them Ermaozi, in short, it was indeed a little strange for such a baroque building to appear in the deep mountains and old forests, but it could also be explained, after all, a hundred years ago, the relationship between Heilongjiang and Russia was too close, and even most of the houses in Harbin at that time were baroque buildings.

The little madman rushed into the yard in a hurry, but he didn't directly push the two well-preserved arched wooden doors, just waiting for them at the door, the little madman's action made Wang Xiaobai very incomprehensible, he had been crazy all his life, and suddenly became sensible? I couldn't help but ask, "Crazy, why don't you go in?" ”

"I'm waiting for you to go in together, or what if a big tiger suddenly appears inside and eats me?" The little madman replied very seriously.

This reason is really ...... People have nothing to say, even if there is a tiger jumping out of it, it is also the master who has been harmed by you, what are you afraid of? But Wang Xiaobai was stunned and couldn't say a word, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, and Alan was amused...... Jiao smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, come to Sister Lan, there is a sister here, there is really a big tiger, sister will help you fight it!" ”

The little madman really ran to Alain, and before he could get to Alain's side, Wang Xiaobai threw the rope to the little madman and said, "Help me pull the climbing plow, I'll open the door, if there is really a tiger, eat me first!" ”

Wang Xiaobai threw the rope to the little madman, stepped on the gossip gang towards the door, and didn't dare to be too careless when he stood at the door, took out the spirit official token in his arms, and recited the incantation softly: "Gong Wen Marshal, the essence of the burly." Commanding the wind and fire, and commanding the heavenly soldiers. Smoke throws fire, rocks and dust. Seal the mountain and break the hole, curb the rampant sky. Anger shook the heavens and the earth, and the five mountains were destroyed. Thunderbolt in the sky, lightning and thunder. Six days of fire department, throwing fire flow bells. The spirit of the sky, the spirit of landing. If you are not a mandrill, you will be captured together. The plague yellow ghost is extinguished. God's Majesty, Great Exposition of the Spirit. Haste is like a law. ”

As the urgency of the law is finished, the token in his hand flips over, and he pokes the bottom of the token towards the door! The hand was hard, and there was nothing abnormal, there was a creak, the door was pushed open, and a puff of dust rushed to his face, Wang Xiaobai hurriedly retreated, and the smoke and dust seemed to have not been cleaned for decades, and there was a puff of gray smoke like a goblin......

The little madman shouted, "There's a goblin in the gray smoke!" ”

Wang Xiaobai didn't feel the abnormality, nor was he startled, but he still flashed to the side and was ready to make a move, the dust came out, the cold wind blew and scattered, there were any goblins there, except for the black inside the house, nothing happened, Wang Xiaobai pulled out Zhang Huang Fu and recited the incantation: "The north wind is drifting, and the west wind is coming." The southern Danfeng soars, and the eastern fire dragon wanders. The real person holds the letter and summons you to be a cloud and thunder. Hurry to the thunder altar and save the bitter mantle. Haste as a law. ”

Huang Fu shot into the house, brought a gust of wind, shook off Huang Fu, one is to sweep away, and the other is to drum up a tide to drive the dust inside, the house is really evil, Huang Fu will change, no evil, is it good to sweep the ashes, Huang Fu turned around in the house, the dust puffed out, Huang Fu turned around in the room, and returned to Wang Xiaobai's hands.

"It's very clean in the house, let's go inside!" Wang Xiaobai took the lead in the house with a token in his hand, the room was very dark, there was not even a window around, Wang Xiaobai took out a small flashlight he carried with him and took a photo, and found that the house looked very small outside, but after coming in, there was a hole in the sky, almost a hundred square meters, on the left and right, there were two doors......

The outer walls are sealed, I really don't know where these two doors lead, is it decorative? What is even more strange is that this room is indeed in the foreign style, because the ceiling is vaulted, like a church-like structure, but there is no statue of the god in sight, and directly opposite the huge wall, there is a pitch-black inverted cross.

Under the cross, there is a huge black stone platform, the size of a double bed, more than a meter high, it should be a whole stone moved here, the surface of the stone is very smooth, there are red blood stains on it, there is a faint smell of blood, strangely, but there is no gloomy atmosphere......

Wang Xiaobai didn't know much about Western magic, and he couldn't see what this huge stone platform was for, was it the same as the Eastern offering table? No, it's more like an altar, if it's an altar, then this house is a religious place, but I don't know what religion it is, it feels weird!

As soon as Wang Xiaobai thought of this, Alan and Ah Zhu followed in, and a small gas stove was lit on the right side of the door with quick hands and feet, and the firelight added some vitality and vitality to the house, and then the little madman and Geng Jianyang pulled the plow in, Li Yiling followed behind, looked around, and said with a smile: "It's a little interesting!" ”