Gaze at the small hillside outside Peach Blossom Village.

Thinking about the unfathomable profundity of Qimen Dunjia.

Yuan Feng knew that if he wanted to go out immediately, he really had to depend on luck.

Although Qimen Dunjia himself is involved, he is not as quick as numerology feng shui and physiognomy. But as long as you give yourself time and determine the location of the Eight Gate Dunjia, you can find your way out.

In addition, even if he can go out now, Yuan Feng does not plan to go out immediately.

Intuitively, he thought that this small village was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

I was sent in by the mastermind behind the scenes, and I wouldn't let myself in for a vacation.

I remember the old man said: At any time, other people's words should not be true, they cannot be believed in all, whether they are true or false, the right to judge is in their own hands.

Coming back to his senses, combined with the things that happened before, Yuan Feng suddenly thought of one of his shortcomings: he was not guarded.

Always see the other person is kind, and you will believe what the other person says.

For example, the old man Zheng just now, seeing his kind face, he subconsciously believed his words.

Actually, thinking about it, there has been no intersection between the two before, why does he have to say so much to himself?

In addition, the information he got from Zhou Kai, and some of the things that Old Man Zheng said, some of them were the same, and some of them were different.

Who said it was true and who said it was false, until the end, I really don't know.

"Your secret, I'll figure it out."

Yuan Feng stood up and stared at this Peach Blossom Village, which was not called Changsheng Village, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After returning to the arranged accommodation, after eating and chatting with Meng Xiao for a while, Yuan Feng went back to the room and lay on the bed, ready to replenish his spirits and go out at night to see what was strange in the village.

Curfews are generally used to prevent thieves from stealing or wild beasts attacking.

He couldn't figure it out, since it was not easy to get in and out of the village, why did he have a curfew?

Why, you will know at night.

When he woke up, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Feng walked to the threshold and sat down, looking at Meng Xiao, who was reading intently under the tree, his brows furrowed slightly.

Thinking about it carefully, from the time she woke up and saw Meng Xiao, Yuan Feng was sure that after she entered here, the person changed.

Outside, she is like a child, curious about everything she sees, lively and cute. But since she came in, she has revealed a very calm, except for asking from time to time to find a way out, she basically doesn't say much.

In Yuan Feng's consciousness, normal Meng Xiao would become nervous because both of them had fallen into this strange village, and would discuss with himself what was wrong.

The truth is that none of these things.

What made Yuan Feng even more incomprehensible was that Meng Xiao became like this without any external factors, just like she wanted to be like this.

Because if she is controlled or cursed, her face will be revealed.

Ever since he felt wrong, Yuan Feng had seen Meng Xiao's face more than once, which was normal.

After dinner, Yuan Feng was just about to go out to find out the surrounding environment, and Meng Xiao chased him out and reminded: "Yuan Feng, you have to come back early, there is a curfew here at night, and you are not allowed to walk outside." ”

It gives a familiar feeling, but it feels farther and farther away. Looking at Meng Xiao who turned back, Yuan Feng's face was complicated, and he suddenly rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, dispelling distracting thoughts, and no longer entangled in what happened to Meng Xiao.

He knew that when everything fell into place, everything would be understood.

When it was almost completely dark, the children playing on the road and the women and elderly people chatting in the corner of the wall all consciously went home and locked the courtyard door from the inside.

In just a minute or two, Yuan Feng found that he was the only one left on the whole road, and his spine couldn't help but feel a little cold.

But the more weird it was, the more excited Yuan Feng became, and he felt that the secret was about to surface.

At this time, the feeling in my heart that someone was secretly staring at me suddenly became a lot stronger.

Yuan Feng took a deep breath to suppress his nervousness, and when he didn't feel anything, he returned to his place and closed the door of the small courtyard.

As soon as he arrived in the hall and sat down, Meng Xiao came to close the door.

What made Yuan Feng stand up in shock was that Meng Xiao didn't know where to take out a big iron lock, and locked the door bolt with two clicks.

The deadbolt is locked, the door can't be opened, how can you get out?

After preparing for a day, Yuan Feng didn't want to plan to be stillborn, so he asked, "Meng Xiao, why did you lock the door?" ”

"It's the rule, you have to lock the door at night."

Meng Xiao looked at Yuan Feng with a surprised face, the strangeness in his eyes and the naturalness in his expression made Yuan Feng's whole body tremble.

At this moment, Yuan Feng almost blurted out: You are not Meng Xiao.

But when the words came to his mouth, Yuan Feng forcibly held back, because he understood why he felt that Meng Xiao was wrong before, but he couldn't say anything wrong.

Meng Xiao is still herself, Yuan Feng thinks that this body is at least her, because of the previous contact, he has long been familiar with the fragrance on Meng Xiao's body.

As for whether the soul in the body is her, Yuan Feng is not sure.

The person is still the same person, her personality has changed greatly, and the answer that Yuan Feng thought of was that she was controlled by some secret technique.

That kind of secret technique is so superb that I can't even see it.

After being controlled, he continued to be with him, and Yuan Feng determined that there was only one purpose: to spy on himself, prevent him from exploring the secrets of the village, or to contain himself.

No, we'll find out soon.

Suppressing all kinds of thoughts, Yuan Feng planned to test it first, so he smiled and said: "Then you give me the key, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, and I guess I have to go to the toilet in the middle of the night." ”

"Isn't there a night pot in the room?"

"Well, that thing is not used to it, you better give me the key."

Yuan Feng reached out to grab the key in Meng Xiao's hand, and as expected, Meng Xiao took two steps back and put the key in his pocket.

Speculation, thoroughly confirmed.

"Do as the locals do, you might as well just find a way out of here quickly, don't you have to be so embarrassed?"

Meng Xiao finished muttering, turned around and walked towards his room.

Behind, Yuan Feng's face became gloomy.

He stepped forward, and when he got behind Meng Xiao, he called out to her.

As soon as Meng Xiao turned around, Yuan Feng's finger was on Meng Xiao's eyebrows, and the speed was very fast.

As soon as Meng Xiao's eyes closed and fell down, Yuan Feng hurriedly reached out and hugged her.

The familiar feeling made Yuan Feng's whole body suddenly stiffen, but at this time, he didn't have time to think about it so much, carried Meng Xiao back to the bed in the room, and then cast the soul suppression buckle.

The soul suppression buckle can not only be used to stabilize a person's spirit, but also make a person's normal soul fall into a dormant state directly.

Yuan Feng cast the thirty-six soul suppression buckle on Meng Xiao, the purpose of which was the latter.

This Meng Xiao, since he has become not the Meng Xiao he knows, there is no need to continue to stay sober.

It's dormant, but it's safe.

After the soul suppression buckle was cast, Yuan Feng checked and determined that Meng Xiao would not wake up this night, and carefully observed her face, wanting to know the source of the change, but in the end he still didn't see anything, and he had to sigh that the person who did it was superb.

After taking the key and returning to the hall and sitting down, Yuan Feng's index finger tapped rhythmically on the table of the Eight Immortals, thinking about who would be the person controlling Meng Xiao.

Old man Zheng, the village chief?

Or is it the mysterious mastermind behind it?

Or is it someone else?

Anyone, it's possible.

Time passed slowly, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, seeing that it was more than nine o'clock, Yuan Feng gritted his teeth and continued to wait.

etc., because it takes time for other people to fall asleep.

Go out now, don't alarm the neighbors next to you, the purpose is exposed, and it will cause something bad.

Yuan Feng planned to go out again after twelve o'clock, when the people in the village were basically asleep, and he could rest assured that he could find out what was wrong in the village.

Waiting for time to go is the most boring thing.

Thinking that he would have to wait for a while, Yuan Feng dipped his hand in herbal tea and studied the eight Dunjia he remembered on the table.

Because he thinks that the reason why the village goes out is the secret technique of the Qimen arrangement, in which the small village can be hidden, it is mainly to escape, and if it is far away, it is given to the eight gates.

The eight gates are: Hugh, Life, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, Shock, and Open.

Different doors have different meanings and directions.

Each door is full of mysteries.

Yuan Feng studied it and directly forgot the passage of time, and when he suddenly remembered that he still had something to do, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Shaking his head, which was a little drowsy from studying the Eight Gate Dunjia, Yuan Feng used the key to open the iron lock, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and slowly touched it out.

"Yin Qi?"

As soon as he went out, a cold wind blew in his face, stabbing Yuan Feng subconsciously shivering.

As a person who walks this path, he is very familiar with yin qi.

Seeing that the village was clean during the day, but the night was full of yin, Yuan Feng swallowed his throat, which was a little dry because of nervousness, knowing that he had guessed correctly, Peach Blossom Village was really not simple.

After calming down the tension, Yuan Feng walked to the door of the small courtyard and pulled out the latch.

He was about to open the door and go out, when his right shoulder suddenly sank, as if something had been pressed.

Yuan Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, and this look frightened his scalp to go numb.

Pressed on the shoulder.

It's a hand.

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