This is a long-abandoned village, located in a deep mountain in the eastern suburbs of Jinyang, come to the entrance of the village, raise your eyes to see, all the ruins and ruins, the village exudes a sense of forest and yin, even if it is only evening at the moment, but the whole village is frighteningly silent, and several people who come here can even hear their own breathing and heartbeat clearly.

"This is the ghost village you are talking about?" Li Mujiang looked around and saw that some of the roofs had climbed vines.

Gou Fugui nodded: "Yes, it's right here, since the haunting, everyone has run out." ”

"Are you sure?" Li Mujiang asked rhetorically, and then pointed to his nose: "I smell rouge." ”

"Rouge?" Gou Fugui sniffed a few times, but he couldn't smell anything, so he had to give up. He quipped: "I heard that the female ghosts who harm people are all female ghosts, and it is reasonable for female ghosts to rub rouge." ”

"It is more reasonable for a woman to rub rouge." Li Mujiang pointed to the white wolf Abu, who was sniffing around: "Abu is alert, there must be someone here." Shi Li took Abu: "I'll take a look." Li Mujiang nodded, and the white wolf Abu rushed out like an arrow.

Li Mujiang and Gou Fugui found a house that was not too damaged to rest temporarily. Li Mujiang sat cross-legged and meditated, and Gou Fugui came up to talk: "Miss Li, you and Brother Shi are both from the Eight Clans of the Wild Wolf?" Li Mujiang was stunned, and then nodded.

"The family is very knowledgeable, no wonder the two of you have a perfect martial arts system, and the moves are so practical." Gou Fugui said with some envy.

Li Mujiang glanced at him: "It turns out that you also know that your martial arts are a little ......" She didn't say the next words, but Gou Fugui took over the conversation without care: "It's a little messy and flashy, isn't it?" Alas, this is also a helpless thing, I don't have a master to teach me martial arts, so these bits and pieces of kung fu are all taught to me by my friends. ”

"What a friend taught you? It's interesting, why? Li Mujiang asked. Gou Fugui waved his hand: "I just saw you and Brother Shi's martial arts, and I was a little envious, so I just said it casually...... As for the origin of my martial arts, it's all old things like tangerine peel and rotten grain, and it smells so long and long that I don't want to mention it. Li Mujiang nodded knowingly, and after a moment of silence, she said: "If you don't dislike it, I can ask Ali to teach you a set of knife techniques." ”

"What?" Gou Fugui was shocked. Li Mujiang said: "My whip and knife techniques are not allowed to be passed on, but most of Ali's knife techniques are passed on from the army, and I can teach you without these particularities." ”

"It's ...... Why? Gou Fugui was a little worried in his heart, for fear that Li Mujiang would have any additional conditions.

"Because you said we're friends." Li Mujiang said naturally: "Like you, I also like to make friends, and I am never stingy with my friends. Gou Fugui's heart was a little touched, but then Li Mujiang glanced at him coldly: "But if you dare to say anything like 'happy mood', even if it is a friend, I will sew your mouth shut." She raised her hand and rubbed it as if her hand was itchy: "I haven't sewed someone else's mouth for many years......" Gou Fugui immediately shuddered with fright, he didn't expect that his self-talk at that time was actually heard, he hurriedly apologized: "Sister, this is all a misunderstanding, don't dare, don't dare......" Li Mujiang wanted to intimidate him a few more words, but there was a sound at the door.

"We're back." Shi Li walked in with Abu in the lead, and then threw a small bottle. Li Mujiang took the bottle, and without getting closer, there was a burst of rouge smell, and she asked, "What's the matter?" Shi Li took out seven or eight of the same bottles from his arms: "There are several intersections." When Li Mujiang heard this, he suddenly understood that if a thick-smelling rouge bottle was placed at the intersection, Abu would naturally find it difficult to smell anything else, so he could only return in vain.

"Looks like someone is playing tricks." Li Mujiang nodded, and then said to Shi Li: "It's hard work, let's rest first, and then make plans in the evening." Shi Li sat down next to Gou Fugui, looked at Gou Fugui, who had never said a word, and said strangely: "You are cold?" Gou Fugui's body was still a little trembling, but he still pretended to be calm and smiled bitterly: "Hehe, I'm afraid of ghosts." "Afraid of ghosts?

Afraid of ghosts and dare to come here? Shi Li was suspicious in his heart, and at this time, Li Mujiang's voice came: "He's afraid of me." Shi Li nodded knowingly, and said a rare word: "Normal." "It's getting dark.

In a village a few miles down the mountain, a scholar with a bookcase on his back was passing by the entrance of the village, and when he saw a few peasant women sitting under the trees, he stepped forward to ask questions.

"This minister, you said you were going to the mountains?" A woman was taken aback. The scholar nodded: "Yes, aunt, it's not completely dark yet, and you can walk a few more miles." ”

"Huh! You can't go," the other woman hurriedly waved her hand: "You are a foreigner, you don't know, the mountain is haunted." ”

"Haunted? What a joke. The scholar smiled dumbly—if he believed all of them, the book of the sages would have been read in vain.

"Hey! Why don't you listen to persuasion? The year before last, the eldest mother saw it with her own eyes, can there be a fake? There was a female ghost in that village, with her hair scattered, and she was very scary! A woman made a vivid gesture.

Another woman said: "Yes, yes, I've seen it too, that's amazing!" I'm so scared that my soul is about to go out of my body, and I haven't recovered from my home for three days......"

"Deserted village?" The scholar noticed this and asked, "...... in the village?" Have children? ”

"It's a female ghost, no baby ghost." A woman corrected.

"Uh...... I mean, there are no kids in that village, right? The scholar saw that the woman would be wrong, so he hurriedly explained.

"Little children?" The woman looked at the scholar as if she was an idiot: "Since the haunting, even the adults have run away, let alone the little dolls?" The scholar was relieved: "That's good, that's good, thank you to a few aunts, and say goodbye." Then he trotted away in the direction of the deserted village with the bookcase on his back.

Several women under the tree were stunned for a moment, and then they began to talk about it, and one said that this prince must hit the ghost; The other said that if he saw a ghost, the scholar would go crazy even if he didn't die; The woman sitting next to her retorted that she dared to go to the ghost village in such a hurry and talk nonsense, maybe she was a madman......

"Whew! Finally arrived. The scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the deserted village through the faint twilight, although it had been deserted for a long time, but there was also a rare silence, he nodded with satisfaction, and found a slightly clean room.

As soon as he entered the house, the scholar took off the bookcase on his back and said to himself: "Brother bookbox, I haven't encountered rain or children today, and I have found such a quiet place, which is really ......a blessing for you and me."

Night soon fell, and in the dark and lonely deserted village, his loud reading voice was particularly harsh.

......There was a rustling sound in the woods, and the trees were trembling slightly in the night.

Something is approaching.

"The gentleman asks for himself, and the villain asks for ...... Hey, it's cold. The scholar was reading with relish, but suddenly a gust of wind blew, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Squeak-" The scholar turned his head and found that the tied door had opened a crack at some point, and he pulled his thin shirt together and took a hot breath into the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, it was a deserted village, and even the door bolt was broken...... The scholar sighed in his heart, and then lifted his bookcase and walked towards the door, wanting to use the bookcase against the door temporarily.

"Whew-" A light wind blew into the back of the scholar's neck, the scholar didn't care, so he walked to the door and said: "What a strong wind, cold to death......" In the middle of the words, he stopped his mouth violently - he turned his back to the house, where did the wind come from?

At this moment,

With a "snort", the flame of the oil lamp on the table jumped violently, and then went out. The scholar turned his head violently.

It was pitch black and there was nothing behind him. He secretly said a strange sigh in his heart, then shook his head, closed the door, and walked back in the dark.

The scholar didn't seem to pay much attention to the strange things in the room, and he fumbled with the oil lamp on the table, trying to add some oil.

His hand reached out to the place where the oil lamp was placed in his memory, and the scholar reached out and shook it. Then he squeezed a pair of cold hands.

"Ahh The scholar was startled and jumped up. The bench behind him was knocked down,

A loud "pop" slammed into the ground, like thunder in the quiet room, and the scholar's heart shook violently.

"Who is it?" The scholar lost his voice, but there was no sound except his own echo. Is it human?

Where are human hands so cold? The cold and slippery feeling is like a snake, but how can a snake have hands?

Is it a zombie, a ghost, or a ......

"Where did the hell come from in this world?" The scholar laughed at himself in his heart, and then shook the fire fold in his arms.

By the faint light of the fire, he looked around—everything was in order in the room, the bookcases against the door, the benches lying to the ground, and the oil lamps honestly in their place.

What was I just thinking? The scholar sighed with some annoyance - he had been reading the sages for many years, but he was connected

I can't figure out the truth of "Zi is silent, strange and confused", I really should fight. Thinking of this, he actually slapped himself lightly in the face, and then he helped up the bench.

As soon as he sat down, the back of his neck itched, and he reached out to scratch it, but he grabbed a slippery and cold mass.

It seems to be a clump of hair.

A strange sound of "coo-coo......" came from overhead, like the sound of bubbles coming out of a drowning experience. The scholar looked up and met a miserable white face.

There was a woman in red hanging upside down on the beam, the flesh and skin on the woman's face were hanging in pieces, a pair of eyes with only the whites of her eyes were sliding down two lines of blood and tears, and the most strange thing was her mouth, which seemed to have disappeared, and her gums and Bai Sensen's teeth were exposed, as if she was laughing.

Sensing that the scholar was looking at herself, she

"Laugh" widened, and then, there was another sound from the depths of her throat: "Coo-coo......"