"Uncle, how to get to Huai Village?"

"Huai Village?"

On a highway, Yu Zhile got out of the car and asked for directions with an uncle who was squatting next to the ridge.

He Yin'er also got out of the car, stood on the side of the road, and looked at Yu Zhile below.

"I don't know, you can go and ask someone." The uncle's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that he didn't know.

"Well, excuse me."

Yu Zhile let out a breath and turned to walk towards the road.

"Didn't ask?" He Yin'er looked accustomed to it.

From the beginning to here, the closer to the mountain village, the more taboo the people I met about Huai Village, some people knew, but they just kept silent about it, and even scolded impatiently asked.

"Expected."

Yu Zhile looked at the sky, it was almost noon, if he couldn't ask again, he might have to stay in the wilderness.

"You're not in a hurry?" He Yin'er was a little puzzled.

"What's the use of being in a hurry?"

Yu Zhile lit a cigarette and smoked, he looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, his eyes flickered slightly.

Along the way, there were few people who could help guide him, which made it difficult for him to find the right way to Huai Village.

"Let's try to be as fast as possible, I think something might happen." He Yin'er looked at the road in the distance, where a funeral procession was walking towards this side.

Yu Zhile looked over, his eyes were a little solemn, "The second one." ”

In the morning at the market, they encountered a funeral procession, nothing strange, just a normal funeral.

But now it's a little different.

"Prepare to stay in the wilderness, we can't hide, as long as we have to move forward." Yu Zhile snuffed out the cigarette butt, opened the door and got into the car, and He Yin'er sat in the co-pilot.

However, he did not start the vehicle immediately, but waited for the funeral procession to pass them.

Yu Zhile paid attention to the spiritual seat held by the leader, it was an old man, who looked slightly kind, but after looking at it for a long time, Yu Zhile always felt that the old man on the spiritual seat was looking at him.

The anomaly has begun to manifest.

"Isn't there something fierce about the place you're going?" He Yin'er looked at the departing funeral procession, and her expression became solemn.

"Anyway, we both have to die in it." Yu Zhile let out a breath of turbidity, started the car, and continued to drive forward along the road sprinkled with paper money.

After driving for about three hours, I asked a few people before and after, but none of them asked the specific location of Huai Village.

"Give."

On the side of the road, surrounded by mountains and rivers, Yu Zhile handed He Yin'er a bucket of instant noodles.

He Yin'er took the instant noodles and sat on the side of the road, looking at the mountains and forests and streams below.

"We're going deeper and deeper." He Yin'er stirred the instant noodles and ate them.

"Don't worry, Huaicun will only go deeper."

Yu Zhile ate instant noodles and looked at the sunlight vaguely revealing from the shade of the trees, it was almost four o'clock.

"Wait a minute, if I don't miscalculate the time, there should be someone ahead of us, but it may be far away."

Huaicun is too weird, too far away from the city.

It is very difficult for embroidered shoes to leave Huai Village, unless they enter outsiders.

But in the original book, the embroidered shoes were controlled, which shows that someone entered Huai Village and came out alive.

That person's name is Qian Yi.

"Tell me honestly, can the ghost in you predict the future?" He Yin'er was eating instant noodles and looked at Yu Zhile suspiciously.

"Foresight of the future?" Yu Zhile shook his head, "I don't have this ability, I just know some things." ”

"With this thing, I can deduce some small processes that are in line with the outcome of that thing."

"Really?" He Yin'er took a sip of soup and looked at Yu Zhile with some disbelief.

"What are you lying to?" Yu Zhile laughed, shook his head, ate the noodles in a few bites, and then threw the garbage under the highway, this thing can be decomposed, so there is no problem with throwing it away, but you can't throw too much, otherwise it will form a garbage station.

He Yin'er didn't speak, just slowly ate the noodles, this thing has not been eaten for a long time, and now it tastes quite delicious, although she doesn't need to eat.

Yu Zhile lit a cigarette, and suddenly he frowned and looked ahead.

He Yin'er paused in eating noodles, she looked at the instant noodles in her hand, looked at the front again, hesitated for a while, quickly ate the instant noodles, and then threw them down.

The two got up and stood next to the car, looking ahead with expressionless faces.

Shaded by trees, this place is full of shade, and at the corner of the road ahead, a woman wearing filial piety clothes and holding a portrait walks towards this side with a desolate expression.

With her appearance, the team behind her gradually appeared, a coffin, a line of people carrying the coffin, paper money was scattered in front, and behind the line was a column of people carrying wreaths.

The third funeral procession.

Yu Zhile and He Yin'er glanced at each other, and they both knew in their hearts that they couldn't hide, and they couldn't go far tonight.

Folk customs, when you go out to meet the funeral three times, you will suffer grotesque and strange things.

The funeral procession walked past them, and Yu Zhile looked at the portrait, on which was a man, who looked almost in his thirties, and the person holding the portrait should be his daughter, who looked much younger.

Suddenly, just as Yu Zhile looked away, the man on the portrait rolled his eyes strangely.

Yu Zhile squinted slightly, and looked at the portrait again, but after carefully observing it for a while, he didn't see anything abnormal until it was far away.

"See?" He Yin'er retracted his gaze and asked.

"See." Yu Zhile pinched off the cigarette butt in his hand and looked at the remaining cigarettes, which should be enough for him to smoke.

"I didn't run, get in the car, see how far I can go, and I'll deal with it in the car tonight."

Yu Zhile sighed, got into the car, and after He Yin'er got into the car, they continued to drive forward.

Not long after this drive, fog began to appear abruptly in front of me.

Yu Zhile slowed down and slowly drove through the foggy mountain forest.

"Is the fog normal?" He Yin'er asked as he looked at the mist outside the window that covered the mountains and forests.

"It depends on how you look at it." Yu Zhile's expression was flat.

"Scientifically, this is the normal deep mountain evening fog, caused by the temperature dropping too quickly."

"If you look at the supernatural aspect, then this fog is not normal."

Yu Zhile glanced at the time, five o'clock in the afternoon, no more, no less.

After continuing to drive for two hours, the fog became thicker and thicker, and Yu Zhile had to slow down again, otherwise it would be easy to go into the ditch.

Now in the fog, the visibility is not more than three meters, and the headlights cannot penetrate the fog, and you can only see a white blank.

He Yin'er had never encountered this kind of thing, and she looked very dignified.

Yu Zhile is the same.

Bang~!

Suddenly, the car vibrated and the lights flashed slightly, and then the car stopped on the road.

The worst happened, the car stalled.

Yu Zhile sighed, picked up the cigarette and lit it and smoked.

"Wait, let's hope we don't encounter a worse outcome." Looking at the thick fog in front of him, he actually had no confidence in his heart, now he was only calm on the surface, but he was actually a little nervous in his heart.

This kind of place, at night, you can't meet anything good.

And the two of them still came in with three layers of buffs, and the probability of encountering something good is almost zero.

"We don't seem to have to wait." He Yin'er suddenly pointed out the car window.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly, his scarlet ghost eyes rolled out, and he looked straight at the window of the passenger seat.

Outside the car window, a man in a shroud covered in corpse spots was pointing to the road ahead.

This is a ghost, a ghost that suddenly appeared, and its appearance was extremely strange, and even the ghost on his body did not notice the slightest abnormality.

Looking at the ghost, Yu Zhile looked in the direction of the ghost's finger, and his eyes were a little solemn.

He hesitated for a while, opened the car door and said to He Yin'er, "Go, get out of the car, something will happen if you stay here." ”

He Yin'er was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, she got out of the car, but not from the co-pilot, but from the driver's seat.

"Why don't we get rid of this ghost?" He Yin'er glanced at the ghost standing there, the ghost didn't move, and they didn't seem to have triggered its killing law yet.

"Guiding ghosts, if we don't follow the direction it points to, we will be attacked by ghosts, and not a ghost." Yu Zhile had a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes were a little solemn.

"And what about going in the direction it points?" He Yin'er's pupils shrank slightly.

"Gambling on luck, it may be a safe road, it may be a ghost road, but no matter what, we can't be tough with it now, we haven't arrived in Huai Village yet, and we can't spend our lives here." Yu Zhile's thinking was very clear, and when he saw the ghost, he guessed the nature of the ghost.

Folklore has it that it is found on roads or country roads.

Whether it is or not, as long as they follow the direction of the ghost's finger, they will not trigger the ghost's killing law.

He Yin'er looked at the thick fog, her eyes were a little uneasy, what was hidden in the fog ahead might be terrifying.

"Be careful, no matter who calls you, don't look back, don't promise, and don't touch something abnormal when you see it." Yu Zhile instructed.

From this moment on, Yu Zhile knew that the two of them had entered a high-end game.