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From where we parked our car to the 'nameless mountain village', we had to walk fifty or sixty miles of mountain roads. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info says it's a mountain road, but in fact there is no road at all. For decades, those Yang family members have lived there in seclusion, incommunicado with the outside world.

The mountain scenery in this area, compared to the stone village, is much more desolate, not so beautiful, the mountains are sparse and the forests are sparse, and there are no waterfalls, streams and other water sources, so no travelers come here to collect wind. However, compared to those of us who have not been back from Sichuan for a long time, it has a different flavor. Walking in the meantime, looking at the mountains on both sides, the boulders of different shapes, and the abruptly coiled old trees, people can't help but have an inexplicable awe of nature and the Creator.

The current festival is earlier than last year, when Yuxin and I and Director Zhang came here, and the heat is not so strong. When the sun is about to set, walking in the dark shadows that are wrapped in mountains and cannot be illuminated by the setting sun gives you a feeling of coolness. This is the first time we have entered the mountains together. Along the way, no one spoke much, and Master and Xiang Feng themselves didn't talk much; Old Man Yang is concerned about their clansmen; The wizards of the Ran clan don't speak our language; Yuxin was preoccupied, and Ling Jitian took care of her silently; Xiaoqing walked out of breath, and she didn't quarrel with Uncle Yang anymore; My mind was in chaos, and the morning star followed me quietly... In terms of time, more than two months have passed since the nameless mountain village disappeared, and I don't know if the food prepared by those villagers has been eaten, and what is happening now...

Because of the arduous and dangerous journey, we had only walked twenty or thirty miles until it was dark, and seeing that the night was covering the mountains and fields, and the humidity was like smoke, and most of us were too tired to walk, Master decided to stop and camp to rest, and then hurry again tomorrow morning.

Due to the rush into the mountain this time, we did not carry tents and the food we brought was relatively simple. They came to a relatively flat open space, picked up some dry firewood, lit a bonfire to drive away mosquitoes and moisture in the mountains, and everyone sat on the ground, and everyone ate something and drank some water.

After resting like this for a while, the night became thicker and thicker, and the mountains were very quiet. Under the firelight, the master looked at the crowd and said, "After this day's journey, the three girls are tired, so let's rest here at the fire, and we men, all come over here and discuss what we should do next." ”

"Okay..."Xiaoqing said weakly.

Morning Star smiled at me, Yuxin held a branch, fiddled with the bonfire in a daze, and only nodded when she heard what Master said.

When we came to a place about twenty or thirty meters away from the campfire, we, including the wizards of the Naran clan, squatted or sat together.

"Xiao Zhang, what else can I do next? It's nothing more than to rush to that village tomorrow to see if you can break the curse and bring that village back to the real world, if you really can't, just explore and see if those villagers are still alive, and then think about it in the long run, and slowly think of a way..."Uncle Yang said.

"Shujun, why do I think that when you come back from a trip to Sichuan, you have become so literate in your speech?" Old Man Yang said.

"Huh?" Uncle Yang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Is there one?" Haven't I always spoken like this? ”

After speaking, Uncle Yang looked at me, "Xiao Leng, do you feel that I have changed?" ”

"What's changing, isn't it just that perverted uncle who has no discipline?"

"His grandmother's..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense." Master said, "What Shujun said is good, but we should be careful of Yuxin's father and his gang. ”

"Master is right," I said, "maybe they have already laid an ambush there in advance, waiting for us." That man was so cunning, he must have thought that after the master brought this wizard back, he would immediately come to Taihang Mountain. ”

"Xiao Leng, that bastard asked you to deal with your master, is the purpose really to take this wizard?" Uncle Yang asked.

"Well, that's what he said to me."

"His grandmother's..."Uncle Yang looked at the wizard, "I didn't expect that you, a stupid and stupid guy who is more greedy than me, have become a fragrant glutton..."

The wizard looked at him blankly.

"What does he want this wizard to do?" Old Man Yang frowned and said.

"I'm weird, that's what I thought," I said, "Uncle, do you remember that bastard surnamed Cao?" ”

"Remember, that bastard, he was going to harm us when he was in that villa, but luckily Xiao Leng knows how to spell. Later, in that land of Ran Min, didn't you say that he was tied up by Ran Min and was going to be killed, but he disappeared in the chaos? ”

"Well, that bastard must have escaped too, he was in the same group as Yuxin's father, and the reason why Yuxin's father knew that we brought a wizard back from Sichuan should be what he told. I think that the person surnamed Cao ran to the land of Ranmin for the same purpose as us, and he also went to that witch spell, so he wanted this wizard because he knew witch spells. ”

"Leng Er's analysis is right." Master said, "If that's the case, then the problem will arise..."

"Master is trying to say that the person named Ran Guohua knows what kind of witch spell he has, and he is in the same group as Boss Cao and Yuxin's father, since this is the case, why do Yuxin's father still need this witch to get the witch spell, right?"

Master nodded.

"I also thought about this question, thought about it, and I thought that Ran Guohua had died a long time ago, and the so-called 'witch curse' disappeared with his death. Looking at it this way, Yuxin's father should not know witch spells, they rely on the witch spells that Ran Guohua knows, and they don't know what to do, after Ran Guohua dies, they must find a person who knows witch spells to replace him, so they want to take this wizard..."

Everyone except the wizard agreed with me.

"But, if that's the case, there's one thing I can't figure out." I said.

"What?" Old Man Yang asked.

"The nameless mountain village where your Yang family lives, the disappearance of that village is of the same nature as the disappearance of Uncle Ling's building. Uncle Ling's building was confiscated by that Ran Guohua. However, two months ago, when the village disappeared, Ran Guohua had already died, if Yuxin's father didn't understand witchcraft, then, who confiscated the village? ”

Everyone looked at each other.

"yes." Uncle Yang said.

"So, it's not as simple as we think... I always feel that Yuxin's father... Maybe he's not human at all, he's—" I felt a little sick in my stomach, "he actually drank human blood..."

When I think of Xin's father's words, I get goosebumps, 'In this world, although there are thousands of fine wines and drinks, there is no one that can compare with the taste of human blood...'

"Perhaps, he just wants to scare you in that perverted way, if you don't follow him, don't help him harm your master, and rob this wizard, he will kill your little star and drink her blood." Old man Yang said.

"No, not exactly scaring me. The intoxicated expression on that bastard's face when he drank blood was definitely not faked, and I think he must have drunk human blood a lot. ”

"Fuck." Old man Yang said, "Could it be that he is a vampire?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Whether he is a person or some kind of monster, in short, we will get to the mountain village tomorrow, we must be careful, so let's..." I put my hand in my pocket and took out a pistol, "This pistol was snatched from one of Yuxin's father's men, I took a look, there are still a few bullets in it, uncle, you and Xiaoqing are not skilled, this pistol is for your self-defense..."

Old Man Yang took the gun, weighed it a few times, and put it in his pocket. Master arranged a division of labor for everyone, if there was an accident on the road, he would be responsible for protecting the wizard, I would be in charge of Morning Star, Ling Jitian would be in charge of Yuxin, and as for Ah Feng, he would be in charge of Uncle Yang... Listening to Master talk about Uncle Yang, I looked at Uncle Yang, and I couldn't help but think of the line of a sentence in Zhao Benshan's sketch this year's Spring Festival Gala (2006), 'Your aunt is no longer your former aunt, your uncle is still your uncle'... This Uncle Yang is no longer the Uncle Yang of the past, he now not only has the memory of Gao Qien, but also has his ability and skills...

After arranging the division of labor and chatting for a while, we returned to the campfire and lay down on the ground. Fearing danger, we took turns keeping vigils. Nothing happened all night, and the next day as soon as it was dawn, we set off on our way. It was almost noon when we came to a cemetery at the foot of the mountain.

"This is it, this is the graveyard of that mountain village," I said.

In the middle of the cemetery, there is a tomb that looks quite new, and the one buried in the grave should be the one who died not long ago, the hunchbacked old man in the mountain village, the fifth grandfather...

At noon, there was not a trace of wind in the mountains, the sun hid in the clouds, and there was moisture everywhere.

"Xiao Zhang, something is not right, this ghost place was not like this last time, why is it so quiet now, and we can't even hear the voice?" Uncle Yang said suddenly.

Uncle Yang didn't say it, I didn't pay attention to it, it's true. I remember that on the way I came just now, I kept hearing the screams, but when I came here, I couldn't hear a sound, and when I looked around, the trees on the mountain, the branches and leaves did not move at all, giving people the feeling that time here seemed to stand still...

"Cousin, don't be scary." Xiao Qing Road.

Uncle Yang's face was blank, "I'm afraid you're still coming." ”

"I..."

The master looked around vigilantly, "There is indeed something wrong, everyone be careful, follow closely, don't get separated..."

Bypassing the cemetery, we cautiously, while walking, looking, just more than a mile, walked for nearly an hour, did not encounter any situation, and finally came to the mountain where Yuxin and I, Director Zhang, and the three of us settled. Standing on the top of the hill and looking at the location of the village, it was empty, and there was nothing. After looking around like this, I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, and there was no sign of anyone.

"Master, are they all over, or are there a few people who go over to explore first?" I asked in a whisper.

The master thought for a while and said, "In this way, Leng'er and I, take this wizard over to have a look, and the rest of the people are all waiting on this mountain..."

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