Chu Han walked back towards the intersection along the village road where he came, he had forgotten the time, the distance he had just walked was too long. The feeling here is the same as the feeling on the right, the foggy alleys and the closed doors give him a strange feeling.

When he passed through those alleys, he couldn't help but want to go in and explore them several times, and even he didn't know how he could feel this way.

He didn't walk back fast this time, anyway, he was already in it, and he was tired, sleepy, and hungry, which somewhat made his mood a little relaxed.

Chu Han kept walking back, and he had already seen the crossroads, and he could walk there one hundred and eighty meters away. When I arrived, I turned a corner......

Chu Han was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard bursts of music, and a trace of human voices. Chu Han was stunned for a moment in his heart, and couldn't help but stop and look at the crossroads. The voice came from that intersection, but no one was seen yet.

But is it possible? From the moment he entered the village, he saw not a single person, not even a living thing. But now the sudden sound of music and the faint human voice suddenly made him have bad thoughts in his heart.

Chu Han hesitated again in his heart, he didn't know if he should move forward, if he ran into those "people" who didn't know what they were, would it be dangerous?

Chu Han stood in place, staring motionlessly at the turning point of the intersection. Suddenly, there was a huge vibration, which made Chu Han wake up from his state of distraction, and a piece of debris exploded in the sky.

Chu Han looked up at the sky in shock, looking at the fragments scattered from the sky, Chu Han couldn't speak. From the fragments, he could tell that it was the wrapping paper of firecrackers, the kind that could fly into the sky with two kicks.

Chu Han looked at the intersection again, and the sound he could hear was even more obvious, indicating that those "people" were already approaching the crossroads. The voices got into his ears, and he could hear it being a cry, male and female. And the sound of those music is also clear, it turned out to be the sound of a trumpet, that is, the kind of band invited by the dead in the countryside at the funeral earlier!

Is this a funeral? Chu Han was even more surprised in his heart, he knew that this was in his cousin's dream, but who could know that what he was doing turned out to be such a dream? And that unknown thing, what the hell is this going on? There's a whole bunch of people playing this here, when this is a gamer?

Chu Han turned his head to look at both sides, there was a small alley on his left hand side, and there was a slightly raised wall at the mouth of the alley. Chu Han secretly said, "God help me", and in a flash, he got into this alley and hid behind the raised wall. Although this wall is not enough to completely hide his figure, fortunately, this alley is inconspicuous and should not be discovered.

And at the crossroads, as soon as Chu Han flashed into the alley, a soul-attracting banner was revealed, followed by a person wearing filial piety clothes holding a banner. This person's posture is more weird, he should have been quite tall but now he is leaning on his body, and the banner is generally against himself, how can he hold it in front like him? Behind him, there was also a group of people wearing white filial piety clothes, both men and women, men in front and women in the back.

In the midst of this group of people, there seems to be some other object, hidden in the middle of the crowd. The group of people walked forward while crying, turned a corner at the intersection, and walked towards Chu Han's side.

Behind this group of people, there was also a group of people holding suona and other musical instruments, shaking their heads and playing hard.

Chu Han poked his head out of the alley again, looking at the group of funeral people, they were getting closer and closer.

Chu Han took his head back and waited in the alley for more than ten minutes before the group walked to the mouth of the alley, and then slowly passed. He watched this group of people walk by, and there was always a sense of déjà vu, and when the men in the crowd were halfway through, the coffin in the crowd was suddenly revealed, and Chu Han suddenly remembered.

He had already seen this scene when he came to the water in the car. On the way, they also met a funeral procession in the evening.

Chu Han didn't know if there was any connection between them, but he intuitively felt that there was no difference between the two teams. It's just that one is in the real world, the other is in a dream, and one of them is at night.

Chu Han watched the crowd slowly move forward, and at the end of the man in front, Chu Han found a thin man's figure. The man wore a filial piety hat on his head and a filial piety coat on his body, and followed the person in front of him step by step, his expression was joyless and sad, and his face was blank.

Chu Han was shocked in his heart, isn't this person Xiao Zhang's cousin? Although there was not much flesh left in his whole body in the real world, and his face was also seriously out of shape, Chu Han could still see it. It's just that I didn't expect that Xiao Zhang's cousin was so thin and weak, no wonder it didn't take long for his body to fail.

Chu Hanqiang resisted his urge to rush out, calmly watched the funeral procession completely walk through the alley where he was hiding, and then waited until it was a distance away, and then quietly followed behind.

The funeral procession walked very slowly, Chu Han didn't dare to follow too closely, he didn't know if these people were real people, maybe these people were the same as his cousin, they were all souls, maybe these were not people at all, but the unknown thing was conjured up by itself.

Chu Han was getting closer and closer to the funeral procession in front of him, and he had to slow down his speed, walk for a while, stop for a while, and follow them out of the village.

Chu Han had just walked this road, and after walking past the last buildings of the village, there was a large area of farmland. The funeral procession walked a short distance along the path between the fields before finally stopping.

Chu Han looked at the farmland, those paths may not be called roads, at most they can only be regarded as ridges. Chu Han stopped and didn't go any further, there was nothing blocking the farmland in front of him, and if he went out, he would inevitably be discovered.

He stopped at the last building of the village, then hid by the wall, watching the people not far away. I saw that the people behind them put down their instruments, and then they picked up shovels and other tools from nowhere, and began to get busy.

After a while, the men stopped, and put the coffin into the pit that had just been dug. The mourners kept kneeling behind the pit they had dug and watched the coffin put into the pit and fill it with earth, when they burst into a loud cry.

Chu Han listened to everyone's cries, and couldn't help but feel a sad emotion in his heart, and he always wanted to cry unconsciously.

Chu Han pressed and pressed to suppress that emotion, and watched the group of people cry for a while before standing up and starting to walk back.

Chu Han watched them come out of the farmland and turn onto the main road, slowly walking in one direction. They are not on the same path as they came, but on a new path. He hurried to follow, following the group forward.

But after walking for more than a hundred meters, the group of people instantly disappeared into the thick fog. Chu Han hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and walked into the mist.

He knew it was an opportunity!