The moment the corpse in Chen Qing's hand fell to the surface of the river, all the small fish swimming in the water hid in the corner, and there was no fish in the huge river.

The old man frowned at this, and seemed to be a little angry.

"Eh, old man, fishing, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Chen Qing waved his hand, and handed the bright red figure the size of his thumb to the child beside him.

When the child saw the delicate appearance of the doll, he also liked it very much, jumped two steps happily, and looked at the old man with concern after taking it.

"Ugh."

The old man sighed, his eyes were empty, and his eyes glanced at Chen Qing beside him for the first time: "It's useless." You just gave this little gadget to my grandson? ”

Chen Qing tilted his head and looked at the child: "Just take it." Didn't I disturb your fish? This is considered compensation. ”

He turned back with a smile, and without waiting for the old man and the child to say anything, he took Jiang Wan's hand and walked all the way to the ancient building.

When they walked in front of the ancient building, the old man's gaze fluctuated slightly.

But he only watched and stared for a while, then closed his eyes and returned his attention to the river.

Yes, as he said, the little fish are starting to peck at the carcass.

He laughed happily and threw the hook down the corpse.

……

The moment Chen Qing stepped into the ancient building, he saw that the heavens and the earth changed color at the same moment, the sky covered his face with loess, and the earth was full of yellow sand.

The whole world turned yellow, and every house in the ancient building was covered with doors and windows, and the sand and stones hit the doors and windows, making a sound like rain.

They frowned, and at the entrance, they used a little screen to block the incoming sand and stone flying grains, and Jiang Wan looked back to see that the door behind them had been tightly closed.

If you want to push, there is a repulsion coming from the outside world.

If it is pulled, the latch on the door is already firmly locked. In other words, they were already trapped in this tulou.

Chen Qing lowered his head, the yellow sand under the screen was about four or five centimeters thick, he picked up the soil, and wiped the blood on his hands with the yellow sand on the ground.

Looking up again, he saw a few pairs of bright eyes in the doors and windows of the residents.

They were inquiring about the two strangers, wondering why someone could enter from the outside world when the yellow sand was in the sky.

Chen Qing frowned and turned his head to look at Jiang Wan: "Has there ever been such a big sandstorm in history?" ”

She shook her head, her face a little puzzled, "It's just the Backrooms. It's not surprising that there is any weather. ”

"Yes......" He was silent for a moment, lowered his head and hesitated before he opened his mouth to Jiang Wan, "It's not strange that anything appears in the back room.

But what if the sandstorm came into existence because we entered? ”

Chen Qing closed his eyes and recalled the subtitles he saw at the entrance: "Time should not be noticed, and visitors should not leave footprints."

There is no trace of it in the question, and everything is tied between the lines.

Records are meant to be true, and things outside of time are always credible.

And listen, the record has a number, and only those who are in the forefront can live. ”

He whispered, his gaze sweeping over the tulou.

What to record? What to ask.

Who is the visitor, who is yourself? Or these indigenous peoples.

In these dozen words, there are no taboos and avoidances.

Why, is it because you can't die doing anything here?

Chen Qing frowned, and the yellow sand on the ground seemed to stop after accumulating to his ankles.

That's a good thing, at least not to bury the two alive.

He tried to lean his body out of the screen, and in the yellow sand, it seemed that something was placed in the very center of the tulou.

Chen Qing's brows furrowed slightly, and somehow, he instinctively felt that the yellow sand was dirty.

Even though I have blood on my hands, I won't feel uncomfortable......

He thought so, but he couldn't find anything under his feet.

He: "Huh? With a sigh, he shifted his gaze back to the foot where he had stood, and he looked at the place, where the yellow sand and stones were all available.

What's missing?

He was silent, what about the blood?

What about the sand that has been dyed bright red by itself?

He frowned, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

He sighed and asked Jiang Wan, "Will you wait for me here for a while?" I looked at something in the center of the tulou, and I wanted to go over and see it. ”

She frowned slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied: "Don't you wait a minute? The sandstorm seems to be getting smaller. ”

He listened to Jiang Wan's words and turned his head, it was true that the fall of the sandstorm was much smaller, but he always had a feeling when he saw the phantom in the sandstorm.

If you wait until the weirdness subsides, the thing will be gone.

He was silent, but shook his head behind him, hesitated for a moment, covered his coat over his head, and entered the open space in the middle of the tulou with the dust in his head.

He walked about six or seven steps forward, and in a position of about four meters, there was a shrine in the middle.

In front of the shrine are three plates of fruit offerings, in front of which is the head of an animal, and in front of the head, there is a clay sculpture that is placed.

The clay sculpture is worn, half of the body has turned into smoke, and the statue on the left side is good, but the color and lacquer have fallen off a lot, and it looks like it has a history of more than 100 years that has not been taken care of.

To his right, where the idol had shattered, were densely packed with tendril-like objects, small but occupying the gaps of the idol, wriggling, like some kind of worm, or limbs, and there were thousands of tendrils on the idol.

Chen Qing frowned, he looked at the niche where the statue of the god was placed, the shrine was faded, and one of the tables was broken, and it was leveled with red bricks.

He frowned and took two more steps forward.

He walked and walked, but as soon as he took two steps, he felt itching on his back.

That feeling was born from the skin, maybe the sand got into the clothes?

"Sss He bared his teeth, but he didn't dare to move his clothes held up with his hands, and he walked up to the shrine, where he heard a voice in his ears.

The voice squirmed, as if skin was grinding, and he looked at the god, its scarlet lips seemingly open.

"Find out."

It whispered, but it didn't look like it was coming from in front of it.

"Write down the past history, leave your footprints, and let the world sing and ...... with you"

It whispered, and the voice in Chen Qing's ears became stronger and stronger.

"Sing its true lies! None of the words outside of time can be trusted! ”

As He spoke, the moment the syllables of his words reached the last word, the whole world seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

The wind and sand, the children, everything fell silent.

He looked back sluggishly, feeling like he had forgotten something.

He walked to the screen, where Jiang Wan was standing waiting.

"How's it going?"

Chen Qing shook his head: "I can't say." He paused for a moment before pointing to the wind and sand and said, "There is a shrine in the middle of the tulou.

The shrine seems to have received a tainted ......" He looked at the other party, only to find that Jiang Wan had a document in his hand.

It may be a bit abrupt that thing is called a document, which is a piece of paper sandwiched on a hard board.

He pointed to the thing in Jiang Wan's hand, looking a little curious: "Where did you get this thing from?" ”

She was stunned when she heard this, and followed Chen Qing's gaze to her hand, where she was pinching the document.

"I don't remember......" She hesitated and shook her head, but in the next moment, her gaze stayed on Chen Qing's hand, she frowned, and asked Chen Qing rhetorically: "Isn't this also in your pocket?" ”

He lowered his head, and there was a tucked document in his pocket.

"I seem to ......" He was silent, and Jiang Wan on the other side also realized.

"We've all forgotten something."

He hesitated, the words about the shrine still clear in his mind.

"What happened to me in the dust after He finished speaking?"

He muttered softly, and after the wind and sand in the sky had stopped, a resident pushed open the door.

They looked at the yellow sand pouring into their homes and were frightened, so they brought brooms and removed the yellow sand.

They saw the outsider at the screen again, their faces pale but with some indescribable resentment.

Chen Qing looked around, it seemed that there were men in the family living on the second floor of the tulou, and they were armed with weapons, and most of the people living on the first floor were women, children and old people, and most of the resentful eyes came from this.

He reached out and picked up a handful of yellow sand, and calmly threw it at the child not far away.

"What do you do!!"

After the yellow sand was thrown out of his hand, the child's parents rushed to the child's side in an instant, her lips were trembling, her face became bloodless, and his fingertips seemed to want to touch the child, but he hesitated for a long time and did not dare to reach out.

It wasn't until she looked at Chen Qing with extremely terrifying and resentful eyes that she pushed the child away with a broom and rushed back to the house to lock the door.

"Something is wrong in this place." He muttered, as if the itching on his back was getting worse.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the child rushed back to the door, screaming and banging on the door and window.

But the woman in the house seemed to be deaf, and she locked the doors and windows, and let her children scream outside.

Chen Qing smiled and endured the pain in his body and walked towards the child.

"Oh? Are you locked out by your mother? ”

His words were heard by the child, who turned his head, his eyes bloodshot red.

He looked at Chen Qing, and his voice was extremely sharp: "It's all your fault!" It's all your fault! It's all your fault! ”

His face was hideous, and he grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and tried to throw it back.

But Chen Qing saw that the situation was obviously wrong, how could he let him do it so easily.

He raised his hand and grabbed the other man's arm, but after stopping the sand in his hand, the child's expression changed to a smile.

"I absolutely ...... I won't let you take my house. ”

He whispered, the yellow sand in his hand slowly left behind in his palm.

It was as soft as water, evenly covering the entire arms of the two men.