In the dense shade of trees, many rock remnants can be faintly seen, and the houses in the village are scattered in a V-shaped valley, and the road with one-man tall weeds runs through the village.

"Boss, we're here!" said one of the thugs excitedly.

"Let's find a place to stay and rest for a while, and start setting up later. Sun Chengming said with a wave of his hand, and the gangsters nodded, and hurriedly walked into the village.

As soon as they entered the village, a cold wind howled in them, and they all shivered coldly, but they muttered secretly.

Time flies quickly, the sun goes down soon, and a few gangsters in Ghost Gate Village tie the pitch-black steel wire between the houses, as long as they hang pulleys and white cloths, and match the environment of Ghost Gate Village, they can guarantee to scare people at night.

Just when the gangsters were arranging, Sun Chengming took the fierce son to wander around the village, which was extremely quiet, and could not hear a trace of birds and insects, which was particularly disturbing.

Sun Chengming soon saw that there was a house door open not far in front of him, he walked over curiously, and suddenly saw someone sitting on the bench at the door, isn't there no one in the ghost gate village? He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, the person had disappeared, leaving only a bench at the door.

Sun Chengming shook his head, he turned his head and said, "Mengzi, did you see an old man sitting there just now?"

"Old man, don't you see, boss, you won't be dazzled, right?" asked Mengzi curiously, he didn't see anyone just now.

"No, let's go and see, I'm going to see who's pretending to be a ghost. Sun Chengming is also a person who does not believe in evil, and he beckoned Mengzi to come over.

Bypassing the bench and entering the house, I was surprised to find a photograph on the table in the hall of the house, with an incense burner in front of the photo, which seemed to be a photograph of the owner of the house.

The photo was already yellow and old, Sun Chengming could barely see that it was an old man, he remembered the old man sitting at the door just now, his scalp couldn't help tingling, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he unexpectedly found that the fierce man was gone.

He hurriedly shouted, "Mengzi, Mengzi?"

"Boss, where am I here?" Suddenly Mengzi's voice came from the next room, Sun Chengming hurriedly walked over to take a look, and found that Mengzi was looking around a big log.

"Damn, you're scared to death, why don't you just say something and come here?" Sun Chengming said angrily.

"I seem to have seen a figure flash just now, so I came over to take a look, I didn't think there was such a thing here, what is this, boss?" said the fierce man as he knocked on the big log.

Sun Chengming looked at the big piece of wood curiously, and after knocking on it by the fierce son, he found that it was actually empty, and in an instant he seemed to think of something and couldn't help but turn white, he hurriedly said: "I don't know what it is, let's go quickly!"

After speaking, he hurriedly walked outside, and when Mengzi saw Sun Chengming leaving, he hurriedly followed. The two were far away from the house, and Sun Chengming breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, what the hell is that big piece of wood just now?" asked the fierce man after him, although he was muscular, he had a bad brain.

"I don't know!" Sun Chengming said with fear in his eyes, the big wood just now must have been a coffin, he looked back at the village, and couldn't help but feel that this place was evil, and he had the urge to retreat.

"Boss, it's all arranged!" A few gangsters came over with sweat and said, looking at them, Sun Chengming was strangled to death in swaddling clothes at once, and he was going to leave at this time, so he wouldn't mess around from then on.

"Find a room to rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Sun Chengming said loudly.

What made Sun Chengming crazy was that several houses in the village could not be inhabited, but the opposite side of the house with the coffin was quite good, and in desperation, Sun Chengming had to arrange all the gangsters in.

Soon night fell, except for two people who kept vigil, everyone else fell asleep, but Sun Chengming couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, obviously his body was exhausted and dying, but his mind was full of the old man on the bench.

"Is there really a ghost here?" Sun Chengming lay in his sleeping bag, thinking wildly.

Just when Sun Chengming couldn't sleep, Zhang Bing'er and others also came to Zhaoshan Village after seven o'clock, and they were tired after a hard day, but Zhang Bing'er still insisted on finding Uncle Zhao, the eldest in Zhaoshan Village, to learn about the situation in Guishan Village, and also took a special video.

Uncle Zhao, who was facing the camera, was still a little cramped at first, but fortunately Zhang Yu was shrewd and suggested chatting while eating. Zhang Bing'er came to her senses, brought a bottle of good wine, and after a few glasses of wine, Uncle Zhao's conversation box opened.

"The people in the village have long since moved away, and all of them have moved to the town. Uncle Zhao said.

"Does that mean that there is no one living anywhere now?" Zhang Bing'er asked curiously.

"Well, no one lives, and occasionally some villagers will go back to see and go to the grave during the New Year's holiday, which is usually deserted. But young man, I suggest you go home, for you can't go to that village. After taking a sip of wine, Uncle Zhao wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his wrinkled and cracked hand and said.

"Why?" Zhang Yu interjected beside him, he was also a little curious about the real situation in Ghost Gate Village.

"The village likes to put on masks and bury the dead near their homes, and there are no people in our village, so we are very repulsed, and almost no one wants to communicate with the people in the ghost gate village. In fact, these are nothing, after all, each village has its own customs. Uncle Zhao sighed and said.

"Oh, have you seen anything with your own eyes?" Zhang Bing'er, who often does interviews, keenly noticed something, and she quickly asked.

"That's true, when I was young, I went to the vicinity of Guimen Village to herd sheep, one day I was too tired, so I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I found that there was one less sheep, you must know that the sheep is our lifeline, so I searched everywhere, and before I knew it, I found the vicinity of Guimen Village. ”

Uncle Zhao was reminiscing about the past while eating wine and food.

"Did you see a ghost?" Zhang Bing'er's face was flushed with excitement, Zhang Yu covered his forehead speechlessly, Zhang Bing'er at this time was no different from ordinary girls, she liked to watch horror movies, and she was afraid of ghosts.

"Ghost, I don't know if it's a ghost, I saw a lot of ghost fires fluttering in the ghost gate village......" Uncle Zhao's eyes flashed with fear.

"Ghost fire, what is there to be afraid of ghost fire, isn't it all phosphorus fire?" Zhang Bing'er asked curiously, this common sense is known to ordinary people, it is impossible for Uncle Zhao not to know.

"The old man has lived for most of his life, don't you even know about the phosphorus fire? The ghost fire was in human form, and I was so scared that I didn't even want the sheep at that time, and I even ran away, and I never dared to herd sheep in the ghost gate village again. Uncle Zhao's words made the surrounding audience gasp.

"Excuse me, uncle, was it summer when you saw the ghost fire?" the weather was very hot?" Zhang Yu suddenly asked.

"It was summer, it was really hot, and I remember wearing a skack when I was herding sheep. Uncle Zhao said with a smile.

After the interview, Uncle Zhao was sent away, and several people who were interviewed just now stared at each other, what Uncle Zhao revealed was so shocking that Zhang Bing'er remained silent.

"Actually, the ghost in this world, the weather was hot at that time, and Uncle Zhao ran a long mountain road, he must have been dazzled, when the ghost fire was humanoid, there is no scientific basis for this. Zhang Yu said with a smile, he was also afraid that Zhang Bing'er would be afraid, so he said this to make everyone feel relieved.

Everyone thought about it, so the atmosphere was no longer so solemn, after chatting a few words, everyone went to rest, and when they left, Zhang Bing'er suddenly turned to Zhang Yu and said, "Do you believe there are any ghosts in this world?"

"I ......," Zhang Yu frowned. <