Regardless of whether Huang Feng was warning or what he meant, Dongmen Village still had to go, but as Huang Feng said, he had to be fully prepared before going.

Shrouds are not just anything that can shade the sun.

There are two kinds of shrouds, which can shade the sun, and one is the shoushi at the bottom of the box, which is mostly sewn out by the old man with a premonition that he is going to die.

There is also a kind that is worn by a dead person.

The first is that it is difficult to buy, and most of the elderly will not sell their shrouds.

The second option is much simpler.

Regular funeral shops do not sell shrouds worn by the dead, but some gentlemen who run the order gang have a way to buy shrouds worn by the dead.

There are two main sources of this kind of shroud.

The first is to dig up people's graves and pick them up from the dead.

This kind of more dangerous, once discovered, is to be killed, and now most of them are cremated, if you want to dig up the grave and pick up the shroud, it is unlikely.

The second is to place an order for the funeral home's corpse burner, and after the order is made, the corpse burner will find an opportunity to take off the shroud on the corpse before cremation.

Either way, the price is not cheap.

The current market is that a set of shrouds is 5,000 yuan, and you can get a 9% discount if you buy more.

I can't contact the burner, there is an intermediary to buy shrouds, and the intermediary is a feng shui gentleman who runs a single gang, called Lao Hao, introduced by Huang Feng.

I made a phone call to Lao Hao, and WeChat transferred a deposit of 3,000 yuan, and Lao Hao told me that it would be one day if it was fast, and three days if it was slow.

The shroud is just an inconspicuous platter in the industrial chain of Laoyinmen, and the others are like urns, purple river cars, hanging ropes, murder weapons, all kinds of things, all kinds of things.

When Gong Fengnian was there, the Gong family accounted for more than eighty percent of the market share of these Yin Door industries.

If nothing else, just the hanging rope.

Under normal circumstances, one upper hanging rope can be sold for two thousand.

There are also paper ties, psychic paper ties, three thousand one.

The Gong family's real estate is just a pretense, and the biggest source of benefits for the Gong family is the Yin Door industry.

The interests are moving, as soon as they found out that Gong Fengnian's body was in trouble, everyone was like a shark that smelled blood, and they all pounced.

As soon as Gong Fengnian died, each family could have a full meal.

In the two days of waiting for the shroud, I bought a second-hand Volkswagen for 60,000 yuan and inspected the terrain of Dongmen Village.

Dongmen Village is surrounded by mountains, and there is only one sand road into the village, and this sand road is also blocked in the middle of the road, making it impossible for vehicles to pass.

Two days later, the shroud arrived.

I made a brief preparation, put on my shroud, took the yin needle and the needle, and set off.

I set off at nine in the morning, and at half past ten, I saw the barricades.

The barricades are made of iron, and you can see that they were made with care, deeply embedded in the ground, and three or five people may not be able to move.

In the two most popular years in Dongmen Village, there were a lot of people who came here to check in and explore, and in order to prevent accidents, there were also card points standing guard here.

In the past two years, the heat has faded, and the people who are stuck have also evacuated.

I parked the car and walked up.

After climbing up the dirt road for nearly half an hour, I saw a small village hidden in the mountain pass, and Dongmen Village arrived.

The Dongmen Village in front of you is basically the same as the drone aerial photography.

The village is overgrown with weeds, the roads are paved with fallen leaves, the houses are in disrepair, some have collapsed, giving a sense of dilapidation, and the whole village is quiet and empty.

I walked around the village, but found no sign of the existence of a living person.

According to Huang Feng, the villagers of Dongmen Village, except for a few who fled, were killed by Liang Mo after turning into a ghost.

Judging from the signs I saw, it is in line with Huang Feng's statement.

The people of the village were in a hurry, and some of the furniture in the houses had not had time to be taken away, and even the dishes and chopsticks were still on the table, as if something terrible had happened, and they all left overnight.

And just like Huang Feng said, the village is surrounded by mountains, and it is easy to come down from the mountains, but it is difficult to get out.

There are four or five houses in the village that are still in good condition, one of which is the village committee, with a large yard and a wooden flagpole.

I went back and forth twice, and it was already afternoon, and I still didn't see anyone.

I was in no hurry, I returned to the village committee compound, found an office, took out dry food and began to eat.

On the surface, Dongmen Village is not as terrifying as it could have been.

What puzzled me the most was that I didn't find any traces of anyone living here.

The village is not very large, there are more than 100 houses in total, and I walked around one by one, but I didn't see a single figure.

If anyone lives here, they have to make a fire and drink water, right?

I didn't see any traces of the fire, and as for drinking water, there was a well in the village, but it had dried up.

After eating the dry food, I clapped my hands, intending to take another turn and take a look after dark.

If everything is still normal after dark, it means that Dongmen Village is not worthy of its name, and the former name is all fried.

When I came out of the village committee, I was surprised to find that the sky was dark at some point.

I first glanced at my watch, and at 2:20 p.m., I looked up at the sky again, and as I looked down at my watch, it was a lot darker.

I muttered to myself, this day, it is too dark too fast.

At that moment, I suddenly had the feeling of being targeted.

I froze for a moment, then turned back sharply, and was surprised to find a soft sound from the wooden courtyard door diagonally opposite, and someone had just looked at me through the crack in the door.

"Who?"

I asked, and walked over.

No one answered.

"Anyone?"

I knocked on the door and asked in a deep voice.

I've been to this house before, and there are still dusty bowls on the table in this house, and there is no trace of people's lives.

Squeak!

To my surprise, the door cracked, and someone looked at me through the crack and asked, "From outside the mountain?" ”