The north wind is howling, accompanied by a cold wind, and the night is full of dead silence as far as the naked eye can see. The crows crows crowed unbridled and cheerfully, making the already lonely atmosphere even more eerie, in the words www.biquge.info of He Laoxi, the head of Tiemu Village, it was unlucky.

Liu Mu smiled bitterly and stopped whipping Ma Ce to stand at the entrance of Tiemu Village, looking at the street signs swaying around with the cold wind, shaking his head and walking towards the village helplessly, if it wasn't for Gu Qiaoyan's words, he wouldn't have missed the place to stay.

He Laoxian is a native of Tiemu Village, the ancestral village chief let him sometimes blow when he was drunk, if it weren't for the lack of culture, he felt that he was definitely condescending to stay in the village, at least he could go out to see the world, and if he was lucky, he could also mix an official and a half-job. I heard that there are countless beautiful ladies in each of the big officials outside, which makes him, who is a little obscene by nature, feel a burst of swelling in his lower body every time he thinks of this, and he can't wait to climb onto Widow Zhang's kang immediately.

Speaking of this widow Zhang, it is also pitiful, not long after passing the door, her sick old man died, this white girl was stunned to keep the widow, if it wasn't for the fierce woman in her own family, she would have to take care of it. In this kind of ghost weather, I have to go home to see the face of the, He Laoxian feels that his life is also bitter enough!

Thinking of the words handed down by the clan elder a few days ago, He Laoxian had to obediently comply, his ghost village chief did not have the slightest deterrent power in the village, even the stunned son of the Xu family would spit out a mouthful of saliva, and he let himself go to the village entrance to bury a puppet on a cold day, thinking about this work of the diaphragm, only the old immortal of the clan can do it, and he deserves to be extinct. Indignantly spit thick phlegm on the ground, He Laoxian still curled up his thin body and moved towards the entrance of the village!

Laboriously digging up the frozen soil with a shovel, I thought that I would bury it casually, but thinking of the old immortal and gloomy gaze of the clan elder, He Laoxian still didn't dare to discount it in the slightest, and dug more than three feet deep before burying it with hot sweat. After stomping on a strong foot, I was ready to go back, and I had to drink two taels of small burns when I went back, otherwise I would be sorry for the sweat!

"Old man, I missed the inn where I stayed, and I want to stay in the village for one night, I wonder if the old man has a place to recommend him?

He Laoxian, who was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, opened his mouth and was about to scold which heartless killer it was, but when he looked back, he sighed in his heart, and thought: "It's over, look at this dress, there is no doubt that this dress must be the Jianghu person in the mouth of the old immortal." When he heard the request for a night's stay, he didn't even bother to take the shovel, and he turned three steps into two steps and ran quickly towards home.

Liu Mu checked his body for a long time with some doubts, and didn't find anything wrong, but the old man's expression just now was not pretending, as if he had seen a ghost, and while shaking his head, he pulled the horse that was looking down and gnawing on the dry grass and walked in the direction where the old man left.

The whole village is exceptionally quiet, and I have passed through many villages along the way, but no village will be like this Tiemu Village, full of abnormalities, what surprised Liu Mu the most was that everyone who saw him was frightened, and immediately hid back in the house and closed the door bolt, breaking Liu Mu's idea of wanting to come forward to talk and spend the night. Some people even directly blew out the lights and candles lit in the house, and Liu Mu didn't expect to hit the wall of each family, he thought that something must have happened in the village, otherwise everyone would not have this reaction.

Liu Mu, who was ready to try again, took a deep breath and stepped forward to knock on the dilapidated wooden door in front of him, and only after a while did he hear someone come forward to the back of the door, feeling that Liu Mu, who was being peeped at, did not want to cause misunderstanding, so he took a step back, hugged his fists and said: "Passing by below, just to spend the night and look at the host's Haihan where I disturbed!"

"Stranger, the village is not allowed to stay overnight recently, if you want to spend the night, go to the land temple in the east, I am a widow's family, it is inconvenient to open the door to see you. Then I heard a soft whisper behind the door!

"Sister-in-law, excuse me, has something happened in the village recently, why are there charms posted in front of the windows of every house? Is there a plague?" asked Liu Mu with his fists clasped again.

"You stranger don't know anything, don't ask anything, go and stay overnight. After saying that, the lamps and candles in the house were also blown out.

I can only sigh, looking at the sky that has completely darkened, I no longer have hope for the hosts, I can only pull the horse to the east that my sister-in-law just said, hoping that the mountain temple will not be too far! The road to the mountain temple is very smooth, and you can see that there are many people and animals walking on weekdays, and all the dead grass around has been cut clean, and it is estimated that it is treated as firewood.

With a pillar of incense, a dilapidated temple appeared in front of Liu Mu's eyes, looking at the barren and grassy courtyard, as well as the low wall that had collapsed, Liu Mu, who almost scolded, had to walk in fortunately. Following the tree with a crooked neck, he tied his horse and walked towards the house. I don't know how many years no one has patronized this broken temple, and the statue of the unknown mountain god has collapsed to the side, where is there still a trace of the god case, and the best estimate is that it has been reduced to chopping wood. Find a relatively clean place at random, pull a few dry grass with your feet and tidy it up, get up and look for broken windows and velvet grass in the yard and then return to the temple, take out the fire and fight hard, and soon the broken temple is illuminated by the orange firelight.

Liu Mu, who was already a little warm, took out the deerskin wine bag and poured it a few sips beautifully, and couldn't help but burp after putting the wine bag at his feet, took out the dry food and roasted it on the fire.

"No!" Startled, Liu Mugu had to carefully get up and knock over the wine bag, and the aroma of wine slowly permeated the entire temple. With a shock to his right shoulder, the chain knife had been drawn and held in his hand, and after a moment of defensiveness, he walked behind the collapsed idol.

If this distance is two steps away on weekdays, but today this distance is really long, and it took him a long time to touch the back of the statue, and the scene that caught his eye made him frown. The dimly lit walls are painted with strange patterns of unknown red paint, but the center of the pattern is hollowed out, and a lifefully carved figure is embedded on it, and from the pattern, these inexplicable patterns resemble chains of dolls in the middle. The puppet that should have been expressionless showed a sly smile, which made Liu Mu's scalp tingle for a while!