Chapter 31 The story about Huanggang Village

Chapter 31 The story about Huanggang Village

In this world, the only thing that can be worn by gold and exchange for a girl’s life is a ghost. What kind of ghost is it? Yu Qian Not sure, but it shouldn't be too bad.

Even if it's a bit worse and you don't need it yourself, you can still make a lot of money by selling it.

You can just use your mouth and give a useless straw in exchange for the position of a imprisoned evil ghost. Thinking about it this way, this deal is not a loss.

In addition, he sold someone a favor. It would be no exaggeration to say that this transaction was very profitable.

At this moment, the speed of the bus has not started to slow down, and it is getting closer and closer to the suburbs. Yu Qian knows what this means very well.

If he couldn't get off the car before entering the supernatural place, then this girl with refined temperament would have to follow him to the mass grave.

If something like this really happened, it would be okay. The girl was just killed by a ghost. It was no big deal.

It's none of his business anyway. If the girl dies, he just doesn't go looking for the ghost and just pretends that the deal never existed.

So Yu Qian was not anxious at all. He held his chin and looked out the window leisurely. People who don't care about life and death are the least anxious.

"Um, my name is Liu Baiqing, what's your name?" The girl looked at Yu Qian who looked away from her, she gritted her teeth and asked the question.

“What’s the point of knowing my name?”

Yu Qian turned his head and looked at this woman with the same cold temperament and name with interest.

"I...I just want to know the name of the person who saved my life. I have no other meaning."

Seeing Yu Qian's answer, Liu Baiqing waved his hand quickly to show that he was not superfluous. idea.

"Actually, you don't even need to tell me your name. I'm not interested. We are destined to have nothing in common." Yu Qian said casually.

"I know what you little girls are thinking. The favor of saving your life is just a promise of your own body. It's right to be a handsome and capable person."

"But If someone is ugly, what you want in your mind is to save him. The little girl has nothing to repay for the kindness she has received from her, she just wants to be a cow and a horse in her next life. "

"Do you think I am right? "

Could it be that Yu Qian is talking too much? He wanted to see how this woman would look when she heard what he said.

He had seen and heard too many cases like this before.

It’s just two points, handsome, you will marry me with your body, ugly, you will be repaid in the next life. This is very realistic, but it is the truth.

Hearing Yu Qian's words, Liu Baiqing's face turned red. She lowered her head, but soon raised her head again. She looked directly at Yu Qian:

" What you said is all true. Women in the world are all like this. Only a few women really don’t care about their appearance. , Both men and women like beautiful things. A beautiful rose attracts not only butterflies, but also people, whether men or women. This is nature, and it is the same for everyone in the world."

"Abandon ugliness and be alone. There is nothing wrong with respecting beauty.”

"So?" Yu Qian said with a smile.

"So, there is nothing wrong with me liking you who is mysterious. If it were the same for someone else, I don't think I was wrong." Liu Baiqing said.

"I didn't say you were wrong." Yu Qian nodded, somewhat agreeing with the woman's opinion.

But it was just some agreement. Yu Qian looked out the window again, feeling suddenly speechless to herself. Why was she discussing this with this little girl when she had nothing to do?

Have nothing to do?

Sure enough, people can't be too idle.

"So...can you tell me your name?" Liu Baiqing asked with some anxiety.

"Haha...can't."

Yu Qian tilted his head and turned his face, with a smile on his face. When Liu Baiqing saw Yu Qian's face at this moment, his expression changed. She suddenly became extremely pale, her mouth was open, and she couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Yu Qian saw that the skin on his face had become extremely transparent, his eyes were dark, and a large stream of black water mixed with red straw was running around in his skin.

She didn't see eyeballs, blood vessels or bones, only the black and ominous water and the red straws.

"Haha... little girl, the truth may not always be right. Just like now, do you still want to like me?"

Yu Qian's skin began to recover again. , he changed back to his previous appearance in just a moment. He looked at the frightened girl with interest, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Somehow, Yu Qian was in a happy mood. Could it be that being scary would make people happy?

That may be the case, you can try more in the future.

Ignoring the girl at the moment, he looked out the window and continued to listen to the story told by the boy.

Liu Baiqing looked at Yu Qian blankly, tears fell on her face unconsciously, she cried, she was actually scared to cry.

Okay, although it’s nice to be scared, it would be a bit unpleasant if you cry because of the scare, but Yu Qian doesn’t care about this, it’s just crying, it’s nothing.

He doesn't have that much sympathy.

The girl's silent crying did not arouse Yu Qian's pity. Yu Qian listened to the story told by the boy in front and fell into thinking.

Back to the end of the story, Lao Wangtou went to the toilet because he had an urgent need to urinate. Unexpectedly, when he went to the toilet, his stomach also hurt.

He had no choice but to deal with the tuba here, because the toilet in the village was already occupied, and he wouldn't be able to get out for a while. He could only find a bush to solve this physiological need.

However, after he settled his problems comfortably, he returned to the village and found that there was no one there. All the theatergoers and villagers were gone, and even the opera singers were gone. .

Only a stage and melon seed peels were left on the spot.

When he saw this scene, Lao Wangtou subconsciously thought that the play was over and everyone had dispersed.

But when I think about it carefully, something is wrong. It has only been a few minutes since he left. The play was still halfway through at that time. How could it be finished so quickly?

Although he didn't understand how long a play lasted, the troupe said before the play started that it wouldn't end until twelve o'clock.

At that time, mobile phones basically didn’t exist. Notifications and other messages relied on a large speaker and a method of delivering letters, so the villagers also developed a method of telling time by looking at the moon.

At that time, Lao Wangtou looked at the moonlight and estimated that it was only around ten o'clock, which was more than an hour and a half away from the twelve o'clock the troupe said.

This is not normal.

Lao Wangtou also thought that there was some problem that caused the show to end early. It was normal for the unexpected events to occur and the plan to fail to keep up with the changes.

Looking at the situation at the scene, this is obviously not the case.

The scene was very messy, fruits and confetti were everywhere, and Lao Wangtou even saw someone’s clothes left on the bench.

According to normal circumstances, if the show is over, the village chief will leave a few people to clean up. This situation will not happen at all.

Not to mention that someone else’s clothes would be left here. You must know that in that era, losing a piece of clothing was a loss. Those women who managed the house well would scold them for several days.

The more things look, the more something is wrong, and there is still a doubt. It is normal for the villagers to leave after the opera is finished, but what about those who sang the opera?

Where can they live if they don’t live in the village?

Is it possible that you went back to the town directly?

But this shouldn't be right. He didn't see any cars passing by when he got into the big hotel before. There was only one road to the town. If they went back, there was no way he wouldn't miss it.

Things get weird.

Lao Wangtou was a little panicked, but for the reason at that time, Lao Wangtou still didn't think about ghosts and gods. He bravely searched for a while in the village, hoping to meet the village chief, but he searched all over the village. , but I didn’t see anyone.

Moreover, as time passed, Lao Wangtou felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder. You must know that it was in July and August, and due to regional reasons, they only felt it at one or two in the morning. Cool.

And it’s only around ten o’clock, so the temperature has dropped? Something is obviously wrong.

The more Lao Wangtou searched, the more he felt that something was wrong. He couldn't find anyone and didn't tell anyone. He became more and more uncomfortable, always feeling like something was going to happen.

At that time, although I believed in science, but in the countryside and encountered such a situation, anyone with a normal mind would think about that kind of thing.

Of course Lao Wangtou is no exception.

When he thought of this, he also returned to the place where he watched the play before.

But when he saw the scene, he was stunned.

"Guess..."

"Guess your uncle! Hurry up and say it! If you are whining, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow!"

Seeing that the boy wanted to repeat the same trick, the girl sitting next to him suddenly had sharp eyes and raised her fist. This posture clearly meant that if he dared to show off, she would punch the boy directly in the face.

Seeing that the format was wrong, the boy quickly gave up the idea of ​​showing off and immediately took it.

Seeing the story continue to begin, Yu Qian silently put the straw in his hand back into his sleeve, and the story continued.

“I saw that the venue was normal before, but it became different within a few minutes after Lao Wangtou left.”

I don’t know what those melon and fruit confetti on the ground are. Over time, they became rotten and moldy, and some of the uneaten fruits had black hairs growing on them.

Especially the few pieces of clothing that were left behind had become tattered, as if they had been left there for several years.

Even the benches seemed to have been eaten by moths, and some had fallen apart on the ground.

The scene was in a mess, and the smell of rotten and moldy objects spread in the air. Lao Wangtou was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

Looking at this scene, his mouth opened wide, and he was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Lao Wangtou suddenly recalled the Hua Dan he saw before, and he suddenly realized something.

They may not be watching a play sung by live people.

When he thought of this, the hair on Lao Wang's head stood up. He stood up suddenly, turned around and ran outside without hesitation.

And just after he ran for a while, the sound of singing and clapping suddenly sounded behind him.

Lao Wangtou was shocked at that time. He bravely looked back, but his soul was almost frightened by just this glance.

Behind him, where he had watched the show before, villagers with pale faces, numb expressions, and empty eyes were looking directly at Lao Wangtou.

And they all wore blood-red costumes, and there were some hanging on the costumes.

Seeing this scene, Lao Wang's head and legs were so frightened that he was weak. According to Lao Wangtou, he didn't know how he ran at that time. He only felt that his legs were light and light.

Later he didn’t know anymore. He seemed to have fainted halfway through.

Later, he didn’t know what was going on. He only knew that it was already dawn when he woke up, and that he was not in the village but in the town.

When he woke up, several people came to ask him questions. They said that they were official people and hoped that he would cooperate.

At that time, Lao Wangtou was almost speechless. Seeing that the people could not ask what was going on, they said they would come back later and arranged for a few people to watch him day and night.

Lao Wangtou didn’t know if those were the people monitoring him.

After Lao Wangtou could speak later and regained consciousness, those people finally asked what happened.

When Lao Wangtou finished talking about the matter, the expressions of those people became a little more solemn. One of them went out at that time and went to make a phone call outside. It seemed that he was contacting someone.

Vaguely, Old Wangtou heard the words, temptation failed, big ghost, sending people, etc. He didn't think about it carefully at the time, but he realized what it meant later.

When Lao Wangtou could be discharged from the hospital, which was a month later, the first thing he did after being discharged from the hospital was to inquire about the situation in his village.

But the result he got was unacceptable to him. The result he got at that time was that there was no such village at all, but how could this be possible?

He grew up there. Is there such a village that he doesn’t know about?

So he didn't believe this evil and continued to inquire, but what greeted him in the end was that he went in to eat.

After staying there for almost a few years, one time while eating, Lao Wangtou suddenly remembered a conversation that he seemed to have heard before he fell into coma.

"Information error, the pattern is not three, but six..."

"It's over?" The girl sitting next to the boy said doubtfully.

"Well...it's over. Grandpa Wang is unwilling to talk about what happens next, so I can't ask more questions." The boy said.

Uh...

The carriage became quiet. The girl looked at the boy, her eyes flickering slightly. After hesitating for a while, she put her hand down.

"Did Grandpa Wang tell me what the village was called?" The girl sitting in front of the boy suddenly asked.

“I said this is called Huanggang Village.” The boy said.

Hearing this village, Yu Qian’s pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes suddenly narrowed:

“Huanggang Village? What a joke!”

Yu Qian didn’t feel very well. Calm, how is this possible? This story has nothing to do with Huanggang Village. How could it be Huanggang Village?

"Could it be the same name?"

Yu Qian thought.

"Huanggang Village? I've never heard of it. Did Grandpa Wang say where it is?" the girl asked again.

"I said it was in Dachang City, but it's a pity that Grandpa Wang didn't tell me the story until the end." The boy said with some pity.

"Ah? At the end? Grandpa Wang passed away?" the girl said in surprise.

"Well, during the holiday not long ago, I went to have a meal." The boy said sadly.

"Alas...it seems there is no follow-up. Huang Bin, your story is incomplete and it sounds uncomfortable." A boy said.

"There is nothing we can do about this. I also want to know what happens next. It's a pity... ugh... it's such a pity." Huang Bin was a little helpless.

A few people in the carriage were pitying each other, but Yu Qian fell into silence. He felt that he might have been arranged again.

He didn't believe that his luck would be so good. Just a few short-lived ghosts could tell stories about Huanggang Village.

Yu Qian looked out the window, his eyes became deep, and at this moment, the boy said again;

"But there is one strange thing. When I went to attend the funeral of Grandpa Wang, I saw Looking at the portrait of Grandpa Wang, I always feel that it doesn’t look like Grandpa Wang, and I don’t know if it does. It’s because I haven’t seen Grandpa Wang for a long time, or it’s because of something else. Anyway, I just don’t feel like it.”

Hearing this, something suddenly occurred to Yu Qian’s mind, and he looked deeply. After taking a look at Huang Bin, he finally understood why they got on this bus. (End of this chapter)