82_82884Let's finish introducing the local tourism resources, and then enter the topic. Read the full text of the latest chapter of [S. Just Love Reading].

After lunch, everyone drove to Wurime Island under the leadership of Li Dahai.

Since it was not the peak tourist season, there was no ferry on the shore at all, and in the end, Wushuang spent money to hire a fishing boat to send everyone over. Wurime Island is not big, that is, a small island two or three kilometers square. In the past, there was a tunzi living on the island, and most of them planted crops such as bud rice and big buckets on the island, but later there was tourism development, and nothing was allowed to be planted on the island. The whole rime island is planted with pine trees, in order to facilitate the winter with rime trees to hang and look good.

The tourism cycle of Wurime Island is very short, only less than two months, except for the two months of winter, there is not even a single figure on the island at other times. The houses of the former inhabitants of the island have been almost completely demolished, and pine trees have been planted everywhere.

"Can you still find her home?" Wushuang asked Li Dahai.

"Yes, but most of the houses have been demolished, and I don't know if I can leave them. ”

Li Dahai followed the path in his memory through the pine forest, and finally saw a clearing. Strange to say, this small island is already a palm-sized place, and if you want to demolish it, it won't take a day to demolish it? But all the houses on the island are gone, but there is still a lonely red brick house left on this vacant land, and there is even a big red word "demolition" on the wall.

"Look, this should be the place. ”

"Yo? What does this mean? We still want to keep this house in the local area? Second master, you cross the river and ask the local villagers to see why this house was left alone and not demolished. txt eBook download t/" Wushuang commanded. (s.)

As soon as Ma Erye turned around, he didn't wait for a few steps, and suddenly saw a grave behind the red brick house, which was piled up quite high, and there was no tombstone in front of it, so I don't know whose grave it was.

"Master, look, there is a grave in Gada. ”

"I see, you can inquire first. ”

Wushuang sent Ma Er Ye away and asked Li Dahai if there was a grave here when he accompanied Gu Tiance to come. Li Dahai said that at that time, there was a tunzi in this area, so how could anyone's grave be buried in the tunzi? Presumably, this was buried after the tunzi people moved out.

This explanation doesn't make sense, this rime road is a well-known tourist attraction in Jilin Province, even if there is a grave on the island, the government will definitely try to give the people money to move away, otherwise it will not spoil the tourism resources of this rime island. During the tourist season, Wurime Island attracts reporters and photographers from major newspapers and television stations across the country, and the photos taken by people are the best advertisements on Wurime Island. There is such an extra grave, which greatly reduces the beauty.

"Ignore it for now, go in and take a look, I don't believe that there is no trace of Tian Kai in the house!" Wushuang kicked open the courtyard door.

A pungent musty smell suddenly hit the yard. There was an old cypress tree planted in the small courtyard, and a crow turned its head sideways to look at Wushuang with bad intentions, and its mouth quacked incessantly.

"This is a place to gather yin! It can be seen that Tian Kai is by no means a good stubble. Wushuang stood in the small courtyard and looked around at the geographical location of the small courtyard and said.

Li Dahai and Ma Fuxiang also felt that since entering the small courtyard, although there was direct sunlight overhead, the sunlight could not shine through the old cypress tree at all, and the whole courtyard seemed faintly cold.

Tian Kai's house is no different from an ordinary farm yard, there is a well in the yard, and there is a stone mill next to the well, and there are a lot of buds and rice grains scattered on the grinding plate.

Tian Kai's door was closed, but there was no lock on the door, Wushuang stretched out his hand to push the door, Ma Fuxiang was afraid that he would be calculated by Tian Kai, so he took the first step in front of Wushuang.

Before the two of them could push the door, they heard a creak, and the door slowly opened by itself. The three of them subconsciously took two steps back, looking at the furnishings in the room with alarm.

After opening the door in the room, they saw an old-fashioned wooden table, with a spiritual position on the table, and an old man's posthumous photo happened to be fixed on the wall of the table. The old man in the posthumous photo had a bloodless face, and his stiff expression stared at the three people outside the door coldly.

"It's him! It's him!" Li Dahai confirmed that the person was the master of feng shui that the old master Gu Tiance knew.

"Tian Kai is dead? How could he be dead? Tong Sixi said that Tian Kai has no descendants, so who handled the aftermath for him? Could it be that he dug a pit by himself and buried himself?"

The room was gloomy, and the three of them had just entered the house, when suddenly the door behind them creaked and closed again. Wushuang glanced back, but he wasn't worried about what kind of mechanism Tian Kai left behind before he died. They were certainly not the first group of people to come here, and they must have been there more than once.

"Third grandfather, Lao Li, you two go through it and see if there is anything left in this Tian Kai. ”

"Yes!" The two of them turned the palm-sized inner and outer houses almost upside down, and found nothing except a few clothes that Tian Kai wore before his death, this old man seemed to have little contact with the outside world during his lifetime, there was not even a single electrical appliance at home, and there was no electric light in the house.

Wushuang squinted suspiciously at the posthumous photo, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Tian Kai's face seemed to show a hint of an imperceptible smirk, it seems that this old thief has calculated it, he will come to find him, and there must be a set for himself in this house.

"Master, this place is very gloomy, it seems that this old thief has used some shady means to harm others, we might as well go out and wait for Ma Er first, and listen to what the locals say before making plans." Ma Fuxiang said.

"Huh...... I'm afraid that no matter how much he wants to leave now, he won't let us go lightly. Do you hear me? He's talking to me! He's laughing!"

As soon as these words came out, even Ma Fuxiang felt that the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and the room was quiet, where was anyone talking, wasn't the little master being told nonsense by the ghost? Ma Fuxiang clenched his iron fist and spit out phlegm, even if the old thief crawled out of the grave and wanted to hurt his young master, he had to ask his fist if he agreed.

"Don't laugh, he ...... He's a dead man...... How can I laugh with you?" Li Dahai said timidly.

"Huh...... Naturally, you can't hear it, I guess only me and Tong Sixi can hear it in the world, this old thief, who is dead, is still playing tricks with me!" Wushuang pointed to Tian Kai's portrait and asked Ma Fuxiang to take it off.

Ma Fuxiang carefully jumped to his feet and took off the statue, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any doorway, and he didn't know what his young master was doing-35563+d9k2s+13798560->.