"Stop!"

The bus stopped, and the driver and the camera looked curiously at Nanxian, not knowing why.

Nan Xian suppressed her heartbeat, motioned for the camera to turn off the machine, and got out of the car by herself.

Ding He was in the nanny car behind, and when he saw this, he hurriedly followed, and quickly put on a warm down jacket for her, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

She looked around, and couldn't help but feel a little hairy.

They are now on a remote country road, with farmland on one side and houses on the other.

The doors of the houses face south, while they are located in the north, and some of the houses were built earlier and are now deserted, with graves of the dead standing in overgrown backyards.

The faded wreaths and paper money were blown by the cold winter wind, making a slight sound of rustling, and against the gray tombstones, it was even more desolate and desolate.

"Sister, get in the car, it's scary here......"

Nan Xian didn't seem to hear, she locked her eyes on a certain place and walked straight away.

Ding He let out a "hey", bit his lip worriedly, and followed after hesitating for a moment.

Seeing Nan Xian stop in front of a grave, her scalp instantly tingled, and she unconsciously lowered her voice: "Sister, this is someone else's cemetery, isn't it good for us to come here without permission?" After that, he folded his hands and bowed to his chest, "Old man, we didn't mean to disturb, forgive me, but don't come to me in the middle of the night......"

Nan Xian stared at the words on the tombstone, her lips pursed extremely tightly, and her eyes changed several times.

On the tombstone, the following two lines of words are engraved in a straight font -

"First examine the tomb of Wang Jungu Zengxiang".

Filial piety: Gu Zhifeng.

Gu Zhifeng is the name of the head of Buxian Village.

Nan Xian clearly remembers that every time they recorded officially, the village chief would lead a group of enthusiastic villagers to wash the dust for them, and his father would personally bring the rice wine brewed at home to entertain everyone.

But the tombstone in front of him clearly wrote that the father of the village chief had passed away three years ago.

So who is the old man who poured them wine?

Nan Xian was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand to hold her forehead and smiled.

Ding He was stunned, "Sister, what are you laughing at?" "It's weird to stand in front of someone else's grave and laugh......

Nan Xian put away her smile, her face returned to calm, and she looked at the tombstone indifferently.

"It's fine, it just feels ridiculous."

"Huh?" Ding He was confused.

She didn't answer again, and turned back to the bus.

As if the little episode had not happened, the bus continued to drive, and after a short time, it entered the village through the gate.

Yu Lin and Lang Zhuo had already arrived first, and the two were resting, when they saw Nan Xian get out of the car and stepped forward to greet her.

After a brief chat, Nan Xian turned her gaze to Yu Lin.

"Yu Lin, is it convenient to take a step to speak?"

Since the last straight ball confession incident, the relationship between the two has been very awkward, and Nan Xian has always deliberately avoided Yu Lin.

He didn't have much hope for a long time, and even planned to quit after recording this season, but he didn't expect the peak to turn around, she actually took the initiative to talk to herself today, and thought that she was hallucinating, her eyes widened and she was stunned in place for a few seconds before she reacted, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, "Of course!" ”

The two walked to a position where the camera couldn't shoot, and Nan Xian gave Ding He a look, and the latter cleverly stood aside to look at her.

She got straight to the point and said: "You have been possessed by demons, and you also know the existence of the inner world, so I don't say much - today, I need your help, let's cooperate." ”