Yu Feng continued to walk down, and he found that as the sky grew darker, the village was completely plunged into darkness.

The doors of each house are closed, trying not to reveal a trace of light, these silent houses stand in the dark night, quiet to make people's scalp tingle, as if this Pan Tao Village is a ghost village.

[Immersion mode belongs to yes...]

[There are hundreds of millions of terrible]

[Someone, escort!] 】

[My evaluation is: life and death are downplayed, and if you don't accept it, you will do it! ] 】

[Okay, I don't want to oil the day! 】

[To tell the truth, the atmosphere in this village is really terrifying]

[Indeed, and although this village is surrounded by mountains, there has always been a thin fog outside the village, which feels quite strange]

[There must be something beyond this fog...]

[We don't dare to ask, we don't dare to say]

[If you want me to say, this must be a ghost village, what the anchor sees is actually all ghosts! ] 】

[Yes, those two ghosts before also ate their own sons, it's really pitiful]

[Mood (Horror) +999 (Reward doubled 1998)]

[Mood (Stimulus)+999]

[Mood (Expectation)+999]

【……】

Yu Feng walked through the village, hoping to meet one or two people.

It's a pity that after walking for a long time, he didn't meet anyone, and obviously, as if it was customary, the villagers in the village hid in their own homes and didn't come out.

One thing that struck him as a little strange was that there were many houses in the village, but only about a third of them were inhabited by people.

So where have all the villagers who used to live in the empty houses gone?

He didn't know.

The road in the village is not long, and it can be completed in about ten minutes.

Just when Yu Feng was about to go to the village house to take a look again, he suddenly heard a slight voice.

It's like a person being gagged and forced to make a "hmm" sound.

Following this voice, Yu Feng came to a house.

"Bang bang."

He knocked on the door, and there was no response.

"Bang bang bang..."

He continued to knock on the door, then leaned his head more in front of it, as if noticing that the noise was louder inside.

"Hey, I'm going to kick if I don't open the door again."

As soon as the words fell, the door was slammed open.

The door was completely opened, but Rao was like this, and Yu Feng still couldn't see the scene inside the house.

Because a figure, a huge figure, completely blocked the door tightly, without revealing a single gap.

The person in front of him was nearly two meters tall, covered with the kind of shuttlecock flesh between fat and thin, and his body was very large, wearing black clothes and a black hood on his head.

This kind of dress, in this ancient village, can be said to be very fashionable.

Although Yu Feng was not short, standing in front of him was like a chicken facing an eagle.

What's more critical is that Yu Feng smelled a very strong smell of blood on his body.

"What's the matter?"

The other party's blood-filled eyes stared at Yu Feng deadly, and with his huge size, it could be called full of oppression.

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be scared.

But Yu Feng is not an ordinary person.

First of all, from his senses, this person is not a ghost, but a person.

"Can I come into your room and sit down?"

Yu Feng looked at the man in front of him and replied with squinted eyes.

It still looks like it's communicative.

He cherishes this opportunity, this man is one of the few people who dares to open the door during this time period.

What Yu Feng was thinking about now was whether he could get more information from him, that is, information about this village.

The man was silent, even in the process of thinking, his bloodshot eyes were still staring at Yu Feng viciously, and after a long time, he said:

"Yes."

He turned around, didn't close the door, and walked straight into the room.

Yu Feng followed him in, closed the door with his hand, and at the same time, after turning around, he noticed that the person in front of him was still holding a pig-killing knife in his hand, and there was blood dripping from it...

[Mom, scared to death]

[I can't have just killed someone, be careful! ] 】

[Damn, the anchor closed the door casually, my heart is really big! ] 】

[This body shape is similar to Dwayne Johnson]

This house doesn't look much different from Li Zhuang's house.

The kitchen and hall are one, and there is a door on the inside, which looks like a bedroom.

Yu Feng noticed that in the vacant space of the kitchen, there were a lot of meat: pig's head, pig's leg, pig's tongue... Wait a minute.

It still looks very fresh, like it has just been slaughtered.

"I heard what seemed to be someone here outside the door before, so I came in and had a look."

After coming in, Yu Feng couldn't hear the sound he had heard outside the door before, so he said to the butcher directly and seriously.

When I went to the kitchen in front of me, the butcher with his back to Yu Feng seemed to be sharpening his knife, making a strange friction sound, which looked a little terrifying in this silent room.

He didn't seem to expect Yu Feng to ask so straightforwardly, and when he turned around, he even seemed to aim the knife at Yu Feng, and returned:

"Kill the pig, the pig barks."

Is it a pig barking?

Yu Feng ignored the butcher's threatening appearance, rubbed his chin, and remembered.

In the real world, he had seen the killing of pigs in his hometown, which brought a shadow to his childhood, so he was deeply impressed by the pig's dying cry.

That desperate "hmm" sound was indeed very similar to the sound he had heard before.

Could it be that it was really a pig bark?

On the kitchen cutting board, the pig's head mouth opened wide, just facing Yu Feng, as if telling the fear before death.

The smell of blood in this room was very strong, and even the keen perception with Yu Feng affected it.

Following the butcher's words, Yu Feng nodded, but he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, and sat directly on the stool next to him.

"Big brother, what's your name?"

After answering Yu Feng's question, the butcher continued to turn around and sharpen his knife.

"Wang Qiang."

A dull and majestic voice floated in.

Yu Feng was happy in his heart, this guy didn't seem to be easy to communicate, but he was still a master who could answer questions.

"Big brother, do you live alone in this house?"

Yu Feng continued to ask.

"Hmm."

"Do you know Li Zhuang in the village?"

"Yes."

"Do you know his son Li Mo?"

As soon as he heard the word Li Mo, as if he had touched some taboo, the butcher stopped speaking for a moment.

Yu Feng noticed that the butcher's hand sharpening the knife seemed to shake a few times.

Questions...

There was no answer to this question, and Yu Feng continued to ask:

"What do you think of the village chief?"

At this moment, the butcher's hand stopped, he took the knife, turned to look at Yu Feng, and did not speak, but walked towards him step by step.

Yu Feng noticed that his eyes were getting redder and redder, like a berserker.

He was not feeling good, and this person was suspected of being ill.