"How long are we going to stay here?"

In the grass and reeds in the gaps, Lian Shan hesitated again and again, but quietly asked Que Ge about this sentence. Because they have been here for a while, and the shadows of the grass and reeds hidden in the bamboo forest are longing, and there are gusts of wind from time to time, which is really a little terrifying.

Que Ge shrugged, looked at Li Zheng, who was sitting in the only Taishi chair in front of the table, and whispered, "If you really want to know, you can ask yourself." ”

Lian Shan hurriedly shook his head.

He didn't dare, with the experience of the post station, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Li Zheng at all. And along the way, although it has only been a few hours, they have already passed through several gaps in a row, without stopping, the kind that has been directly hard.

Even Shan still feels a little buzzing in his brain, and he can't believe that he just came over like this. And now this gap, he has never seen or heard of.

Looking around again, the grass and reeds have an ancient charm, all the decorations are antique, wooden floors, bamboo curtains, and oil lamps are used. The interior is dimly lit, and the outside is a north-south hall, and there is a bedroom inside.

There was only a small table in the hall, and he and Que Ge honestly knelt on the futon with the oil lamp, and Rhubarb was lying under the eaves with his tail flicking boredly, but Li Zheng was not. He sat on the Taishi chair, playing with a small purple sand teapot in his hand, his posture was elegant, and his face was half hidden in the darkness, looking like the mysterious master of the Taishi.

Suddenly, the lights flickered.

Lian Shan's eyelids also jumped, but he didn't dare to move easily, glancing at Que Ge next to him with his spare eyes, and then looked at Li Zheng opposite with Que Ge.

Li Zheng put down the teapot, looked at the night outside the grass and reeds, and finally spoke: "It's going to rain." ”

Lian Shan looked outside and found that there was really a trickling rain falling, but because the sky was too dark, he couldn't really see it. But in the blink of an eye, the raindrops became heavier, hitting the roof and bamboo leaves, making a sound. The rhubarb screamed as if there was something else in the night rain.

"Ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes." Li Zheng suddenly read a poem, although the poem came out of his mouth without any sense of disobedience, but Lian Shan was still stunned for a moment.

The next second he reacted, this poem was a bit similar to the current situation.

Que Ge was still a little bolder, and asked directly: "Is it related to the gap?" ”

Li Zheng got up slowly, "Of course." The person who dies in this crevice and becomes a part of this crevice is a cultural person. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the hat on the desk and walked to the door, "Let's go." ”

Que Ge got up from the ground and followed neatly. Lian Shan was about to be a little closer, gritting his teeth and rubbing his thighs that were a little numb, before pretending to follow as if nothing had happened, and listening to Que Ge asking Li Zheng over there: "Where are we going?" ”

Li Zheng did not answer immediately, but put on the hat slowly and methodically. Then a magical scene happened, and the ordinary hat, which originally seemed to be worth only 50 yuan, suddenly became worth 500 yuan.

The black yarn is still black yarn, but it can become more textured. The shell of the hat does not seem to have changed, but the inside is covered with mysterious black and white patterns. Even the mountains can't tell what kind of pattern it is, in short, it is very beautiful, like the ancient totem engraved on the stone tablet, which is very charming. And on the brim of the hat, there is also a string decorated with pearls, pressed

On the black gauze, beautiful and noble.

"What is this?"

Lian Shan couldn't help but ask.

"Set the storm."

Li Zheng calmly spit out these three words, and his face hidden under the black veil loomed, "You take the umbrella and follow my footprints, remember to step on it, don't go into the wind and rain, and don't look back." No matter what's happening behind you, don't look back. ”

Que Ge and Lian Shan looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, they found two bamboo umbrellas in the corner. Lian Shan was a little puzzled, was this umbrella there just now? He wasn't at all impressed.

"What about rhubarb?" Que Ge asked.

Rhubarb heard his name and alertly pricked up his ears. Li Zheng also looked over, met its wise eyes, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and took out a square scarf from his pocket.

"Tie it to your head." Li Zheng handed the scarf to Que Ge.

The senior spoke, how could Que Ge refuse? She looked at the blue floral scarf in her hand, then looked at the rhubarb, and then secretly glanced at Li Zheng, and began to wonder if this floral scarf was from Xiao Ming, which was quite in line with his aesthetics.

However, the senior can take it out for rhubarb at this time, which means that the square towel is most likely something in the gap and can block the rain. In that case, let's use it for rhubarb, a dog shouldn't ask for any beauty, right?

Que Ge thought so, so he beckoned Rhubarb over.

Rhubarb had no idea what it was going to face, and the humans it knew told it to go over, and it went. Who knew that as soon as he walked up to him, he was covered with a cloth over his head. Que Ge knotted the square scarf with lightning speed, and a little beautiful dog in the village was born.

"Whew? Whew! Rhubarb shook his head desperately, but he couldn't shake it off. It felt very strange to have a piece of cloth wrapped around its head, and it couldn't help but stretch out its claws to pull it, but it was stopped by Li Zheng with his eyes.

"Wang!" Terrible human, what the hell is he trying to do!

Li Zheng didn't answer him and walked straight into the rain. Lian Shan and Que Ge immediately picked up the umbrella and opened it, carefully stepping on the footprints he left behind, moving forward step by step.

"Wang! Woohoo! Rhubarb followed while scolding, overtook in the corner and ran in front of Li Zheng, carrying a piece of floral cloth on his head, shuttling unhindered in the wind and rain.

Woof?

Didn't get drenched?

Rhubarb immediately became happy again, and even ran after the raindrops.

Li Zheng followed behind unhurriedly, seemingly following, but invisibly dominating the direction of progress. Because rhubarb doesn't really run around, it runs a few steps and finds that there is no one behind it

After coming along, he ran back and continued to rejoice in the wind and rain.

The wind and rain made the bamboo leaves rattle, which reminded Lianshan of the poem through Li Zheng's "Fixing the Storm" - don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves.

I'm also a cultural person.

Lian Shan thought bitterly.

After a while, Rhubarb, who was playing in the rain, seemed to see something, barked wildly in the direction behind Lianshan, and even let out a low roar squeezed in his throat, and his whole body was on alert.

Even Shan felt as if something was approaching behind him, silent and terrifying, making people's hairs stand on end. In an instant, a drop of rain fell on his neck, cold and biting.

But it's not right, he obviously held an umbrella, where did the rain come from?

If the wind blows the rain obliquely and floats into the umbrella, according to this amount of rain, there will not be only one drop. Lian Shan's heart suddenly sounded an alarm bell, one hand continued to hold the umbrella, and the other hand had touched his waist

Weapons.

He still remembered Li Zheng's words and couldn't turn back, and at this time, Li Zheng in front of him tore off a leaf on the green bamboo next to him and put it to his mouth to blow.

Suddenly, Qingyue's whistle sounded, and the creepy feeling suddenly receded.

Lian Shan only felt magical, and Rhubarb also tilted the dog's head, as if he was puzzled how the thing he had just seen disappeared. Lian Shan couldn't help but ask: "Can the sound of bamboo leaves blowing out exorcise ghosts?" ”

Que Ge suggested, "Why don't you try it?" ”

Lian Shan was slightly stunned, "Can I?" ”

Both of them looked at Li Zheng, who calmly continued to walk forward and replied, "You are free." ”

The big guys have spoken, so what else is there to scruple about?

Even the mountains don't dare to try, this kind of means that can save their lives at a critical moment, they are still willing to give it a try. But when he also picked a bamboo leaf and put it to his mouth to blow, no matter how hard he tried and how many methods he used, he couldn't blow the whistle. After blowing for a long time, there was only the exhalation sound of "poof, puff", and the rhubarb cast strange glances when I heard it.

"Why can't I blow it out? Is there any trick to this? Lian Shan asked sincerely.

"Maybe it's because you're not literate enough?" Que Ge quipped.

"Wow!" Rhubarb also came to join in the fun.

Li Zheng walked in front of him slowly, and explained generously and benevolently to the two newcomers from the Search and Rescue Department of the Gas Phase Bureau: "Because it is not the leaves that make the sound. ”

Lian Shan hurriedly asked, "What is that?" ”

Que Ge finally reacted, cleared his throat, and said, "Whistle." It's a trivial little skill of our Garden Road seniors, right? ”

Lian Shan subconsciously continued to ask: "Then why do you want to pick leaves?" ”

Li Zheng: "Just pick it up." ”

Picked casually? Lian Shan still didn't understand a little, but Que Ge realized it again. What is casual, this is a little natural handsomeness of our garden road seniors.

She still doesn't understand the senior's heart enough, so she should have taken a picture just now and passed it on to Xiao Ming.

At the same time, the upper city.

It wasn't raining, but the people on the road held up their umbrellas. Yan Yueming was walking on Heping Street in the early hours of the morning with an umbrella, cooperating with the inspection department to do the final blockade work.

The whole street has been emptied, only the street lights are still on, and there are staff wearing uniforms of the gas phase bureau who come and go, and even the street office has been withdrawn as required.

When she was about to reach the end, Yan Yueming suddenly heard a commotion in front of her, and hurriedly ran over to look, and saw two members of the inspection department talking with a few young people, sounding very angry.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yueming asked.

"It's Xiao Ming, isn't it catching a few people who don't want to die." The patrol team members are also bigger than two, and they can't help but complain, "Look at it, Heping Street has been evacuated, and you still come to shoot, what are you shooting?" Aren't you afraid of falling into the cracks? Do you parents know that you parents came out so late?! ”

Several young people looked like they were all twenty years old, a little younger than Yan Yueming. The young man is fearless, with a GoPro in his hand, and some people have their hands behind their backs, as if they are holding something like a remote control.

Yan Yueming looked into the sky and vaguely heard the sound of a drone. Good guys, this is here to shoot materials, and it's really bold enough.

"Didn't we just evacuate, we thought it didn't matter if we came now, we definitely won't come tomorrow!" Several young people begged for mercy one after another, but their attitudes were very correct.

But the patrol team members have never encountered any situation, and when they see their attitude, they know that they must have their left ear in and out of their right ear, and they will admit their mistakes this time, and they will dare next time. You say they don't have a sense of proportion, people still know that they have to rush to shoot in a hurry, and there will be danger if they are late.

Yan Yueming suddenly remembered Lao Zhao's words and asked, "What are you shooting on Heping Street?" Filming is prohibited during the evacuation of the Gas Phase Bureau. ”

The first boy said, "Just, just shoot and play." ”

Yan Yueming: "Do self-media? ”

Boy: "Ah...... Well, we're not talking about it on the Internet, it's just to earn some clicks, you know. ”

Yan Yueming's focus was not here, he sped up his speech and said, "Have you ever photographed No. 14 Heping Street?" ”

The boy and his companions looked at each other and shook their heads. But Yan Yueming's train of thought has been opened, Lao Zhao has mentioned more than once that No. 14 Heping Street is a haunted house, and there has been a big incident on Heping Street, so it is inevitable that bold young people will come to the haunted house to explore. Did they find anything here when they came?

Thinking of this, Yan Yueming couldn't take care of this side anymore, and said "hard work" to the patrol team, and then turned around and left. As he walked, he searched on the Internet, and he really found it-

"Shock! The 6th Haunted House Quest! The past and present of 14 Peace Street! 》！