Chapter Thirty-Four: Songs of Terror

There was still no movement inside.

Hu Xiaodou lowered his head and thought for a while, then stepped forward: "Hello, I am a Mr. Yin and Yang, I see that you are a little strange here, I don't know if there is anything I can help with." ”

Hearing Hu Xiaodou say that he was Mr. Yin and Yang, everyone else turned their heads to look at him in surprise.

Xiaoling looks like I already knew.

Seeing that the door was not moving, just as they were about to leave, the door opened a crack.

A swarthy face poked out.

The door was opened by a woman, who stared at them warily.

"Are you really Mr. Yin and Yang?" Her voice was small.

Hu Xiaodou nodded.

"Why is there such a young Mr. Yin and Yang?"

The woman was clearly skeptical.

"Sister, as soon as I entered the village, I found that the yellow fruit tree at the entrance of your village was full of shade, and I am afraid that many people died there, and they were all hanged."

When she heard this, the woman hesitated and opened the door: "Come in quickly, don't stand at the door." ”

After a few people entered, the woman closed the door.

On the wall of the woman's house is a portrait of a Bodhisattva, and there is also a small incense burner with three incense sticks on it.

In the middle is a square table, with a bench on each side.

There is also a lot of rune paper on the wall next to it.

Next to the table there was a wooden crib on which lay a baby, looking at them with wide eyes and curiosity.

The women put their children to sleep, and none of them spoke.

It was not until the child fell asleep that the woman returned the child to the bedroom and closed the door.

"Sister, what's going on in your village? I've been here once before, and it doesn't seem like this. ”

Chen Qi turned his head to look at the woman and asked suspiciously.

"Hey, it's not that there's something wrong with our village, it's that something has happened in this town, it's just that the group of people who have lost their conscience, see the money, and now, they still want to make money."

The woman was a little angry when she said this.

"Eldest sister, can you tell us more about what's going on?"

The eldest sister nodded.

"You should have heard about the murders in the town, that is, from the beginning of that murder, Gutao Town, there began to be problems."

In order to facilitate the narration, the following will roughly summarize what the eldest sister said.

The police came to Gutao Town to visit and investigate for several days, but there were no clues at all, and in the end they had to give up.

Later, the people in the town slowly forgot about it, and the tourism industry developed again, and the people who came here at first did not find any problems, but later, some tourists often heard crying at night.

There are also some late visitors who return to the hotel to see a woman in a cheongsam wandering the street.

It wasn't until the seventh day of the murder that the town was dead.

It was hanged under the yellow fruit tree at the entrance of the village.

Later, every seven days, a person would hang himself under the yellow fruit tree, and gradually, no one dared to come to this town.

During that time there were no tourists, and people began to die in the village.

The whole village was panicked, and basically no one went out in the afternoon.

Young people walked and died, and all that remained in the village were the old, weak, sick and disabled.

But then they were still dying, and most importantly, the young people who had left the town, for some unknown reason, would come back on the sixth day, and then hang themselves on the yellow fruit tree when they were found the next day.

People here are scared, but there is no way, until a group of young people came to live broadcast and brought this place to fire, and more and more young people are looking for excitement and come here to play.

Strange to say, after the number of tourists here increased, there were no more dead people in the town.

"Who came back to hang himself?" Jia Ping can't talk but his brain.

The woman's face was a little ugly: "You doll is really, which normal person comes back and hangs himself if he has nothing to do?" ”

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Jia Ping was a little embarrassed.

"I was with my children, my husband died early, and I was helpless, so I didn't leave."

The woman sighed helplessly.

"Eldest sister, haven't you invited any Mr. Yin and Yang or anything like that to come over and have a look?" Glasses asked curiously.

"Of course I've pleased, but it's useless, it's not a secret, there are not many people who have the ability in this world now, some Mr. Yin and Yang came to see our situation here, and they left in fear, and there are some Mr. Yin and Yang, who are completely here to cheat money."

"So I just heard that this little brother is Mr. Yin and Yang, so I just let him in, just to let him help see, whether he is a liar or not, it is good to have hope."

A hint of helplessness flashed in the woman's eyes.

Hu Xiaodou took a look around the room.

"Eldest sister, I don't think these runes you posted are fakes."

"You said this, we just went to the village to ask for it, whether he is useful or not, just to have peace of mind."

"To tell you the truth, I've heard the singing these days, I'm afraid I'll die soon, but my child ......"

When the woman said this, she looked at Hu Xiaodou and was about to kneel, but was held by Hu Xiaodou.

"Eldest sister, what are you doing here?"

"I can see that you are capable of doll, can you save my sister, if I die, my child is still so young......"

The woman's eyes were red.

"Eldest sister, you get up first and speak slowly, I haven't figured out the situation yet, how can you let me solve it."

"Good, good, good." The woman wiped tears from her eyes and sat down on the stool.

Qiao An'an grabbed a key point from this.

"Eldest sister, what was the singing voice you just said?"

"Before someone in the village died today, they all said that they heard the singing, and at first I didn't understand what it was, but just two days ago, I also heard it, it was a woman's singing, I don't know what she was singing, anyway, it sounded very sad, and she would ask, what kind of song is this......"

The woman's voice trembled a little as she said this, and she hid her face and sobbed lowly.

After listening, several people looked at each other.

"Isn't it, is there such a wicked thing?"

"I thought it was just a gimmick to attract tourists."

Xiao Yue and the glasses glanced at each other.

It seems that they should be just ordinary horror lovers, but they are materialistic people at heart.

They didn't know what was going on, but Qiao An knew it very well in her heart.

Sure enough, it has something to do with that questioning song.

But why?

She felt as if she could hear the song everywhere she went.

The black skeleton seemed to be following her, which made Joanne very uneasy.

"Hey, don't you think this story is similar to my experience?"

Jia Ping suddenly lowered his voice and said.