Because it was still early, Fat Man and Huang Tian and I sat down directly in a relatively flat place at the entrance of the village, spread plastic sheeting, took out food, and added some nutrition first.

After eating, the three of us went into the village, because it was broad daylight and the village was too big, so we went to check the grave.

After separating from the fat man, my heart was a little drumming, although the fat man said that this village is not the closed door village we are looking for, even if there is dirty things, there is no need to be afraid.

They say they are not afraid, but how can they not be afraid at all? After all, the silence in the whole village does not even have the sound of birds and insects, and the silence makes people panic, if they don't know the fat man, they don't want to stay away from me, if something happens, they can come over with a shout, and I won't enter this ghost village!

All the buildings here are made of local materials, and the stone buildings are in the subtropical jungle when no one has cleaned them all year round, and the stones are covered with moss, and the walls are covered with various vines, giving people a gloomy and desolate feeling at a glance.

To be honest, if I were alone, I would never come to such a place, the deserted village is the best place for haunting, and it is no wonder that people are rumored to be so scary here.

The figure in the middle of the night, the footsteps of a terrifying person, these are enough to make normal people scared and their scalps tingle, although we are still better, but we still can't help but have some faint hairs in our hearts.

From the beginning, I was very resistant to these dirty things. I always feel that dealing with these things for a long time is not a good thing.

But since I've done this business, I'm afraid it's useless, try to save your life. As for whether there can be any discoveries, only God knows.

Walking into the village, the road was covered with thick fallen leaves, and there was an unsettling creak when I stepped on it, and I took a deep breath and walked to the courtyard of a small house. There were no trees, but there were a lot of fallen leaves, and the whirlwind rolled the leaves close to the courtyard wall.

The yard is said to be clean and clean. There are some weeds that grow tenaciously from the cracks in the stones, and they look a little desolate, and most of the yards that no one lives in all year round are like this.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I felt a cold breath blowing over my face. It's certain that there is something dirty in the yard that has stayed for a while. It's just that it's daylight after all, and there's no way they'll come out to scare me.

To my surprise, all the doors were unlocked, and some were still wide open, so I was brave enough to walk into a room filled with a layer of dust, which had not been cleaned for a long time, and some cobwebs in the corners. The spiders saw someone coming in and panicked and crawled into the crack in the wall.

There wasn't really much to see in the room. There is nothing empty, and the humidity is very large, and people who live in such an environment for a long time have to get sick even if they are not sick, at least they will have arthritis or something.

After coming out of this room, I settled down a little and walked towards the main room, which is a three-story building, I didn't see where the stairs were, it should be in the room, just like some of the current buildings, and the buildings here, to say the least, have a history of nearly 100 years, at that time people already had this kind of consciousness of building stairs in the room, it was simply ahead of time.

The door of the main house is hidden, and the wooden door is quite strong, but because of the perennial wind, sun and rain, the paint on the door panel has long fallen off, which looks a little mottled, and adds a desolate feeling.

Squeak!

When the wooden door was pushed open, it made a tooth-aching sound, which made me feel a chill from the tail vertebrae to the top door beam, and the chill made me feel a little reluctant.

But think about it, what is Lao Tzu afraid of? After all, it's broad daylight, and if it were at night, a grimace would appear in front of me, and it would scare my soul away, but it's not dark yet.

When I opened the door and looked inside, I saw that all the furniture in the room was ready, as if there were still people living in it, but I didn't feel the slightest popularity.

Walking into the room, I looked around, this is a main hall, and there are two small rooms on both sides, which do not look any different from normal rural houses.

I was about to walk into one of the rooms, which I didn't know if it was the bedroom or the kitchen, when a question suddenly came to mind, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

The village has been abandoned for many years, but why is everything in this room free of dust? Even if the door is locked, there must be a thin layer of dust, right? Any furniture in this room, though old, was spotless, and even the floor looked as if someone had just cleaned it.

This suddenly scared my bones, this is absolutely unreasonable, even if there are tourists who come to explore here, it is impossible to stay in such a room, right? It is impossible to clean all these furniture, which is absolutely unreasonable.

But when I think about it, what if there are some unreasonable things? You can't just kill me here, can you? Although Lao Tzu is not a master, he also knows a little about magic.

So, I quickly withdrew, took out a bowl from my backpack, poured mineral water into the bowl, held the bowl flat with both hands, and slowly walked into the room again, staring at the water in the bowl with my eyes firmly fixed.

In nature, there is nothing closer to ghosts than water, ghosts themselves are a kind of cathode energy, belonging to the energy body, and in the five elements, water happens to belong to a kind of extreme yin, so water, the medium that can best observe the existence of ghosts, but this thing is not everyone can see.

As soon as I walked into the room, I found that there was indeed dirt in this room, and there was not one fucking thing, but one family, four or five.

But ghosts don't clean their houses, so there must be another reason why the furniture here is so clean.

When I walked into one of the back rooms, I noticed that it was too far from the outside, it was full of dust, and there were some vague children's graffiti on the walls.

Seeing this, I didn't have any fear, but had a feeling of going back to my childhood, I was like this when I was a child, scribbling on the wall with pencil and chalk, my family's old house is long gone, otherwise the wall is full of some masterpieces from my childhood.

After more than ten minutes, I came out of the door of the hall, and I had already checked the entire three floors of the house, and I could only confirm that there was something dirty that had stayed here, but I didn't notice anything dirty inside.

Look at the sky, the sun is about to set, the weather in the mountain is already dark early, saying that it will be dark when it is dark, just because this village is so evil, it is strange that it is not a hundred ghosts to walk at night, so we must withdraw from the village before dark, otherwise something may happen?

So, as soon as I got out of the house, I shouted the fat man's name to give myself courage and to inform them that it was time to go out.

At night, we rest outside the village and never stay in the village, because the village is a hell on earth, and I wondered, there are so many dirty things here, why don't the errand boys in the underworld take them back? Is this also a fucking office location?

With my shout, the fat man and Huang Tian also walked out of the courtyard not far away, their faces were not good-looking, and it was obvious that they had found something.

None of us spoke until we walked out of the village and came to a clearing at the entrance of the village, and the fat man said that this was not a good place to rest, because this was the place where the ghosts of the village met, and once it was evening, there must be ghosts wandering around the area.

That's why the girl in Shandong heard footsteps outside the tent in the middle of the night, and these footsteps were actually the dirty things driving them away.

Since this isn't a good place to set up camp, we can't stay overnight, right? After a day of trekking, people were tired.

I turned around and looked around, and suddenly I found a nice place, not far ahead, where I could overlook almost the whole village, and we would know any movement.

I pointed to the place and said, "You see, it's a good place to camp, but we're going to have to walk for a while." ”

The fat man and Huang Tian looked in the direction of my finger, and the fat man patted me on the shoulder fiercely and said, "Little ghost, the eyes are poisonous enough, yes, that place is indeed quite suitable for camping, let's go there." ”

I was slapped by him grinning with his teeth, this dead fat man, don't look tall, he looks like a meat ball, but this hand is so strong, I really want to flatten him, but think about it, forget it, it's me who can't get flattened.

Soon we were there, and by this time there was only a glimmer of the sun left in the sky, and we took advantage of this opportunity to pitch our tent in a frenzy, with sleeping bags in it, and the fat man sprinkled a circle of powdery things around our camp, welded it yellow, and a pungent smell came.

After all, I came out of the countryside, this smell knows that it is a very old fumigation pesticide, the name is Liuliu powder, full of pungent smell, generally no matter what snakes, insects and poisonous ants, smell this smell and run away immediately, there is this thing to protect it is to avoid the pain of mosquito bites.

After arranging everything, the fat man set up a small pot and began to boil water to make noodles, and when I saw the smoke rising, I suddenly felt a sudden shock in my heart, and I thought of a very serious problem.

Before we came down, we saw smoke coming out of the village, could the ghost still make a fire? It's weird to smoke it. (To be continued......)