By this time, the sun was already setting in the west, and the sun was not so blazing. The dilapidated houses in Crooked Neck Village cast elongated shadows on the ground. There was no wind. Out of the rustling sound in the walkie-talkie, Zhuang Huai's key sound, Chen Zi'an's low noise, there was no other sound.

But I heard a bell in the distance.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

It's like a footstep.

Clearer than the ringtone, is a hint of yin. It was as if the viscous yin qi here in Huixiang was flowing from a distance, and I could smell the uncomfortable smell before I saw it.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

My consciousness was in a trance, as if I saw many shadows.

At this moment, the scene in front of me seems to have many layers, and many layers of pictures overlap together, but the background is the scenery of Crooked Neck Village. The background is different, the houses are different, and the roads are different. As for the biggest difference in those pictures, it is the people on the road and in the house.

People are walking and talking, children are running, and chickens and ducks are swaggering down the road.

A breath of life, but also a breath of peace.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

I saw a banner slowly rising from the end of the road, and I couldn't read the words on it, like words, like some kind of talisman.

The jingling bell became louder.

The overlapping images disappear, leaving only the scene of a dilapidated village in front of you.

I could see the whole picture of the flag, but the person holding the flag made me see not his head, but his shoulders.

It was a headless man.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

The bell around the man's waist rang, and the headless body walked forward, turning his heels into the side path.

Poof.

Chen Zi'an sat on the ground and pointed to the place where the person disappeared just now.

I just glanced at Chen Zi'an, and trotted to the intersection of the path.

It wasn't actually a road, just a gap between the two courtyards.

The headless man was still moving forward, and the jingle bell did not stop.

I slowly fell behind.

Zhuang Huai and they also rushed over.

Zhuang Huai and Lu Qiaolan can't see it. Zhuang Huai asked me directly what I saw.

Chen Zi'an replied first: "A Taoist priest!" No head! ”

His voice was very loud, and when he finished speaking, he immediately covered his mouth and looked carefully at the ghost in front of him.

The ghost didn't move, it was still moving forward.

The path he chose was not easy to follow, and he walked out of the village by a path into the confines of the hills.

My heart was pounding.

The weeds on this road are not that high, and some of the grass has been trampled down, which is obviously the way people often walk. Or maybe it's the way the ghost in front of me stepped out.

After walking for about an hour, the ghost in front of me turned around and suddenly disappeared.

I was a little stunned, but I quickened my pace, and I saw the mountain wall overgrown with grass and vines.

I walked around the same place twice, but I didn't see any caves or secret passages.

In this regard, Zhuang Huai is more experienced.

He pulled the vine, "It should be behind here." ”

The vines are entwined together, a thick layer that is difficult to tear apart with bare hands. At the end of the day, it's still about tools.

But Zhuang Huai wanted to use the walkie-talkie to contact the police station just now, but he couldn't get in touch.

At this time, we took our mobile phones out, and there was no signal.

This place is really remote, and it is deserted, and there should be no communication company to put the base station here.

I can't help but think about the terrible experience I had during the Chinese New Year.

The loss of modern means of communication is a big problem for the people of this era.

"Let's go back first." I said decisively.

It's impossible to come up with a solution out of nowhere.

We walked back the way we came, and before we reached the village, I heard the bell again.

Chen Zi'an was very alert this time, and when he heard the voice at the same time as me, he suddenly tensed.

His reaction, of course, aroused the vigilance of Zhuang Huai and Lu Qiaolan. They can't see it, they can't hear it, I'm used to seeing it, I'm used to hearing it, Chen Zi'an looks like a little fake, he really saw a ghost, and he reacted very much, trembling, and scared.

"The ghosts here won't kill you." Lu Qiaolan said.

I've seen the headless ghost. He looks exactly like the one we just followed.

Chen Zi'an hurriedly got out of the way, and beckoned us to get out of the way quickly, saying, "That's different!" That doesn't have to be our ghost! He's an outsider, and he's been killed by our ghosts! ”

When Chen Zi'an said the last sentence, he lowered his voice and was very nervous.

His explanation makes logical sense.

I pulled Zhuang Huai and Lu Qiaolan out of the way, and the headless ghost walked in front of us.

This time I really walked in front of me, and I could see it clearly. The banner he was holding in his hand, the thing painted on it should be some kind of talisman, and the Taoist robe on his body looked very ordinary, similar to the dress of the Taoist priest in film and television works. Only the bell hanging from his waist is a little extraordinary. The bell was delicate, yellow, but empty inside.

For a single bell to make a sound, it can only be struck by striking, whether it is struck from the outside, or by shaking and striking the copper tongue hanging from the inside, it is the metal that makes a sound and collides, and this will make a sound. Otherwise, it's electronics, with a generator.

But this bell can never be an electronic product, but there is no copper tongue, and no one touches it, so it makes a sound.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

In the crisp sound of the bell, the bell shook gently as the headless ghost moved.

I looked closely, and the direction of the swing was not quite right, it was not actually moving because of the headless ghost's movements, but as if something was pulling.

There are still some raised lines on the surface of the bell, and the marks are very faint, so I can't see them clearly.

When the ghost was gone, I withdrew my gaze, and I could still hear the sound of the bell.

All four of us were a little absent-minded.

When he reached the confines of the village, Chen Zi'an said that he did not want to go down that path.

"That road is too narrow, and if we run into it again, we won't have a place to hide!" Chen Zi'an said.

The headless ghost from out of town scared him.

He also had a point, and we were allowed to follow the boundaries of the village and find other places.

After walking through two small courtyards side by side, the long fence wall broke and there was a gap.

We didn't know the way, so we could only find the right direction, and this place was indeed very dilapidated, so we didn't mind at this time, and walked directly through the gap in the fence.

There was something in this courtyard, but now I can't see it.

After taking two steps, I heard the sound of the bell again.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

Chen Zi'an was about to explode and shrank into a ball.

Zhuang Huai raised his eyebrows, "Here you go again?" ”

My face was a little solemn.

I thought that the ghost might be repeating the actions of the previous life, unconscious, and repeating, a bit like the kind of passage in the ghost movie where the death scene is recreated. However, the situation seems to be different from what I suspected.

Jingle ...... Jingle ......

The bell is approaching.

The headless ghost spun out from behind the big hole in the room.

Step by step, he walked to the fence.

When we got out of the way, he didn't do anything to us, and when he walked out of the gap in the fence, he didn't turn sideways like we did, but walked straight over, out of our sight in the direction we came. ...