Under the guidance of the female ghost, the car drove into a narrow mountain road, and after a bumpy ride, the car finally stopped at the entrance of a small village.

I looked back and saw that Ling Qingyao had almost recovered, so I said to everyone, "Get out of the car!" ”

The blind man helped Ling Qingyao get out of the car, stepping on the potholed dirt road, I took out my backpack from the trunk, locked the car, and beckoned everyone to slowly walk into the village, while raising vigilance.

Lao Xing loaded the pistol with bullets as he walked, I shook my head, and said in my heart: "Pistol bullets may still be somewhat useful against living people, but this time we are facing not only living people but also sneaky people." ”

After Ling Qingyao cheered up, she also pulled out the pistol pinned to her waist and quickly loaded the bullet and loaded it.

After walking about 50 meters, there is a broken stone tablet lying horizontally in the weeds on the right side, on which the words "Wang Liang Village" can be faintly recognized.

A group of four of us cautiously passed by the stone monument, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and occasionally stepped on the small stones under our feet to make a crisp popping sound, which was extremely harsh in this lonely mountain village.

Before entering the village, my yin and yang eyes opened automatically for some reason, and the power ring on the middle finger of my right hand also glowed a dim red light. Walking on the path of the village, I carefully observed the situation around me with my yin and yang eyes, and found no evil spirits, and everything around me was normal.

The blind man followed me slowly with the dragon crutch, and I turned around to see the blind man's face tense and his brows furrowed, and I asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

The blind man came up to me and whispered, "This village is really unspeakably strange. ”

Although there was an evil aura everywhere in this place, I did not observe the existence of demons, but I vaguely saw a faint black gas rising from the house.

After hearing what I said about the black gas coming out of the house, everyone couldn't help but raise their vigilance and be ready to fight at any time.

As we continued to walk deeper into the village, I saw a man squatting in the grass not far away, and I took out the exorcism charm and walked slowly towards the man.

"Hello, may I ask ......"

As soon as he walked behind the man, before he could finish speaking, the man who was squatting on the ground suddenly jumped up, turned around, and shouted at me, "Sacrifices, a few fresh sacrifices, the favorite sacrifices of the black-robed adults!" ”

When I saw what this man looked like, I couldn't help but be shocked. It was an old man who was over the age of six, with barely a piece of flesh on his body, his body as thin as a firewood stick, his dark yellow skin sunken deeply, and his wrinkled and yellow face looked like a layer of skin on his head.

The old man's mouth kept chanting the same sentence, and the movements of his hands became more and more exaggerated, I suspected that he might have been ghosted, and I saw that there was no black gas on the old man's body through the yin and yang eyes, and then looked at the old man's mental state, and then I understood: This old man is a madman.

Since I'm a madman, I don't expect to ask for something of value from him.

"Chen Xiaofu, what's the matter with that old man?" Ling Qingyao asked me with an uneasy expression.

I glanced at the old man and said, "He's a madman, let's ignore him and keep going!" ”

But as we walked on, the old man suddenly ran in front of us, hysterically dancing strangely, and singing an inexplicable ballad: "Four big fat pigs, break into the slaughterhouse, disaster is coming, and you deserve to die......"

The blind man frowned, and whispered to me, "Although this old man is a madman, I always feel that he is reminding us in his own way to get out of the village. ”

Lao Xing walked up to me and said with a solemn face: "Xiao Fu, can you be sure that this old man is a living person?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly it occurred to me that the female ghost on the road before said that the people in the village were dead, and if what she said was true, then where did this old man come from?

"Lao Xing, don't worry, that old man is a living person, and he doesn't have the breath of ghosts on him."

Hearing me say this, Lao Xing and Ling Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

The blind man said, "Could it be that the female ghost is mistaken?" In my opinion, this old man may be the only survivor of the village, he hid somewhere without being discovered by the black-robed man, and when he came out, he found that all the villagers had been killed, and he couldn't accept the cruel reality for a while, and he had a mental breakdown and became a madman. ”

I nodded, feeling that the blind man's analysis made some sense, but I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it.

The old man continued to jump in front of us for a few minutes, muttering, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly turned around and ran to a well not far away, crying and laughing.

We were wondering what he was going to do, and the next second, the old man turned his head and showed a strange grin, and that eerie, strange smile made our scalp tingle and give us goosebumps.

The old man walked to the mouth of the well, his body tilted suddenly, and the whole person fell into the well. Seeing this, Lao Xing and I hurriedly strode to the well, the probe looked into the well, but it was a black hole, I couldn't see anything clearly, I took out the wolf's eye flashlight from my backpack, and the flashlight shot a dazzling beam of light into the well. To my surprise, the flashlight was quickly engulfed in darkness when it hit the well, and the light could not illuminate the well.

Lao Xing said to me: "It's dark inside the well, and the light has no effect on it, it's really strange!" ”

Strange more than that, I asked Lao Xing if he felt that the temperature in the well was very low, and the cold and humidity were very heavy, Lao Xing nodded and did not speak.

I looked down with yin and yang eyes, but I only saw a thick layer of black mist shrouded in the well.

Even my yin and yang eyes couldn't see the oddity in the well, and my intuition told me: there must be something wrong with this well!