It was already night, and the family's home was very cold, and there seemed to be no electricity in the village, and there was a flickering oil lamp on the dining table of this family, and everyone's figures were all cast on the ground and wall by the dim oil lamp. I had the black and white photo in my hand. An unprecedented shock rose in my heart.

In the black-and-white photo, the old man is smiling a little jerkily at the camera, and it can be seen that the old man does not take pictures often, and his movements and expressions are extremely unnatural. His smile was stiff, as if he was trying to hold it out, and it was the stiff smile that made people shudder.

Sérper was standing beside me, and he knew the ins and outs, and he shuddered and asked if the old man I had seen was the man in the photo. Although I didn't want to admit it, I nodded, and it was undeniable that it was the same whether it was the bloody face I saw, the portrait, or the black-and-white photograph in my hand.

Sailor was completely terrified. With a sad face, he asked me what to do in his non-fluent Chinese. I frowned, I had already felt something was wrong in that dilapidated house, but I didn't expect that the owner of the dilapidated house was actually the head of this village, and what I didn't expect was that I actually saw the village chief who had been dead for several years!

There were several other people in the room, besides me, Serail, and Doha, all of whom were members of the village chief's family, but they clearly didn't understand what was going on. Their mouths were talking to Doha that I didn't understand, but I could guess. They were asking Doha what was going on. Kneel and beg for a hundred black! Cliff! Your Excellency

Doha's face was solemn, and she hesitated for a moment before slowly walking towards me.

"Sir, are you sure you saw the village chief's ghost?"

"It's not an undead, I just saw a person who looks like the village chief." I thought about it for a while and finally came up with one such answer.

Doha: "The village chiefs have been dead for years. What is not the undead? ”

Doha's questioning made me unable to answer for a while, and Doha ignored me, turned to the men and said something, I gave Celpel a look, and Celper finally reacted from his panic, and he quickly acted as an interpreter for me. Doha's reaction was not as fearful as that of Sébal, and she calmly told the village chief's family what was going on.

When Doha relayed my words to the village chief's family. Instead of being frightened, they were smiling. They didn't bother to answer us, and they swarmed out of the house. I asked Doha where they were going, and Doha said they were going to the old house to find the village chief's ghost. They want to see their loved ones again.

With that, Doha walked outside as well. I didn't hesitate, in order to get things straight, I also followed Doha, as for Sebal, he heard that we were going to the haunted house, and he was naturally reluctant at first, but outside the deceased's house in the village, everyone was chanting the scriptures, and the voice was neat and low, which made people inexplicably a little frightened, and Sebal did not dare to stay alone, so he had to follow us along.

The night was dark, everyone had a flashlight in their hands, and the village was quiet, which made the sound of the scriptures echo more clearly in the village. Listening to the strange scriptures, we came to the outside of the dilapidated house, and I found that the relatives of the village chief were not in a hurry to enter, but knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves reverently.

Doha and Syrol did the same, and I was the only one standing still, and Sybal tugged at the hem of my trousers, motioned for me to do so, and whispered to me that this was a local ritual to worship the gods or to worship the spirits. I didn't believe this, so naturally I wouldn't do it, but as a sign of respect for the deceased, I silently stepped aside without interrupting their ritual.

They were prostrate on the ground for several minutes. For a few minutes, I looked around, trying to figure out why the man was able to escape my sight so quickly. There are two doubts, one is how that person evaded Tang Yingxuan's reconnaissance, and the other is why the other party's speed is so fast.

The former is easier to explain, after all, Tang Yingxuan was some distance away from the broken house at that time, and he was in a semi-dormant mental state, as long as that person walked carefully and tried to move in Tang Yingxuan's blind spot, it was still possible to avoid Tang Yingxuan's reconnaissance.

But the latter problem is not so easy to explain. I hesitated for a moment after the face disappeared behind the windowsill, and then immediately walked out of the house to look, but it only took a few seconds or so for the other person to disappear. About ten meters away from the broken house, there are some stone bricks, where you can indeed hide your figure, but is it possible for such an old man to hide behind the stone bricks in such a short period of time and take the opportunity to escape?

I calculated that it was possible for a healthy young man, such as me, to do it, but the person I saw was clearly an old man who had been seriously injured. Because of this, the shock in my heart is not small, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but apart from the ghosts in these mouths, I really can't think of what I see.

The appearance of the village chief has been engraved in my mind, that photo is obviously a few years old, and what the village chief looks like is also fixed, no one can lie, this is the most frightening thing. It's not the first time I've encountered something like this, it started at Lao Cai in G City.

When I went to Shen Nuo's house with criminal policeman Xiaogang to investigate, we saw an old man coming out of an old house. But later, when Zhao Da and I went to the old street to investigate, several old people on that street told us that the old house had long been uninhabited, and the old man had already died because he didn't believe the Shen family's statement.

After that, in the old mansion where Shen Cheng's forces lived, the man with the lantern, he took me out of the house, and everyone didn't seem to see him and me. He also disappeared behind me at a very fast speed, leaving only a red lantern behind.

Strange experiences again and again, if it were other people, it is likely that my legs would have been scared to the point that my legs would have weakened, but apart from the instinctive panic, I didn't have any fear in my heart, because I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, I just wanted to find out what these weird phenomena were all about, and I firmly believed that existence is reasonable, and everything is just the reason for the trick.

After thinking for a while, Syrol, Doha, and the others who were prostrate on the ground finally got up from the ground. The village chief's relatives glanced at each other, and slowly walked into the house, and Doha gave me a blank look: "If you don't worship according to our ritual, you won't be afraid of evil spirits?" ”

I shook my head, "You don't seem to be too scared?" ”

Except for me, several of them obviously believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, and it is understandable that the relatives of the village chief are not afraid, after all, the village chief is their relative, but Doha, who does not often live in the village, is not afraid, which is a bit abnormal.

Doha: "How can the village chief harm the people in his own village, I am also respectful to the village chief, you are still worried about yourself!" ”

Doha said, not talking to me again, and she entered the broken house, and Sépel obviously did not want to go in, but he did not dare to go too far from us, so he stood at the door, half in the door, half outside the door, and looked a little funny.

Once again, I entered the dilapidated house, which, as during the day, still smelled of dust, and fine specks of dust floated around under the beam of a flashlight. Everyone looked around the house, and the first thing I went to was the windowsill, and it was here that I saw that bloody face.

Everyone was calling for something, and after asking Doha, he realized that they were all calling the village chief.

But after a long time, there is still no movement in the broken house, which I have long expected, although I don't know what purpose that person has and what kind of means he used to scare people, but now that there are so many people, it is impossible for him to appear again, otherwise he will expose himself.