Chapter 213 The Calm Village
Wen Zhong took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, looked at it for a moment and then put it back into his pocket.
According to the three generations of the Ye family, the original name of this yellow paper letter was the post from the King of Hell, and all these Posters from the King of Hell were sent by Ping'an Inn.
"There is only one month left to live." Wen Zhong frowned, and then turned his attention to the surrounding villages.
The three of them walked into this gloomy village along the path into the village. The whole Baiyang Village gives people a feeling of being there. It is obviously right in front of you, but you just feel it. to its existence.
Very weird.
Wen Zhong even felt a faint tingling sensation in his eyebrows. It was not suppressed, but a kind of induction. This was the induction between Li Gui and Li Gui.
The architectural structure of the entire Baiyang Village seemed very strange to him. There were no mud houses like the ones unique to mountain villages in his impression. Instead, they were modern tile-roofed houses and even small villas. , if the building wasn't covered with vines, he almost thought there were still people living here.
"Let's look around first. It seems that the four of them have also entered this village. Why don't we see them?" Wen Zhong said.
“I haven’t seen it either, so be careful anyway.” After Wang Muyou finished speaking, he looked in one direction of the village and walked over.
For him, moving alone is a commonplace matter, and the constraints on his moving alone will be smaller.
"Boss Wen, what should I do?" Dai Zhibin scratched his head and asked,
Wen Zhong looked at him and fell into a brief thought. Although the ghost controlled by Dai Zhibin was very Fierce, but he is still a newcomer to the supernatural circle and lacks experience.
If you just let him act alone, it will probably harm him.
After a while, Wen Zhong said: "You'd better follow me first, or you can go to the surrounding houses to look for any clues about this Baiyang Village."
"Looking for clues?" Dai Zhibin looked at the surrounding houses, nodded and said, "No problem, then I will stay in these houses. If you need anything, just use the walkie-talkie to call me."
"Well, if you meet the other four people, remember You have to contact us at any time, they are not as easy to talk to as Wang Muyou and I."
Seeing what Dai Zhibin said, Wen Zhong stopped insisting. He checked the communication function of the walkie-talkie and confirmed that there was no problem. Walk to the other side of the village.
The walkie-talkie was a special walkie-talkie prepared by Wang Muyou before they set off. It was mainly to prevent signal shielding, so the walkie-talkie made of gold was specially prepared.
Wen Zhong was walking in the village, and the surroundings were quiet. Except for the occasional sound of wind blowing fallen leaves, there was no noise, not even his footsteps could be heard.
"This is very interesting. This village looks peaceful on the surface, but it cannot withstand the slightest scrutiny." Wen Zhong started to think about it, and he was analyzing it through the only clues he had.
"This is simply like...induction, as if this village wants us to notice these anomalies. This is against common sense and does not conform to the behavior of ghosts."< br>
“No, no, there is no need to worry about this village. What you should be looking for is to enter the supernatural world. Instead of entangled with the information about this village, he almost put the cart before the horse."
While Wen Zhong was thinking, he suddenly felt a cold air blowing against his ears. This air flow was very weak but. But it was so close, as if lying directly on his shoulder and blowing in his ears.
“Who is it!?”
Wen Zhong raised his ghost hand and twisted it behind him, but when he turned around, he found that there was nothing behind him, only a few fallen leaves slowly falling to the ground.
"Pretending to be a ghost."
Wen Zhong frowned, and the flesh between his eyebrows instantly tore, and the bloodshot ghost pupils hidden under the flesh emerged, aiming directly at him. The nearest house.
Without saying a word, he strode over and unceremoniously raised his ghostly hand to unscrew the door of the residence.
The old metal door was twisted into a twist by him, and he threw it directly to the grass aside. Everything in the residence was displayed within his sight.
But there was nothing out of the ordinary, nothing inside except dusty furniture.
"Gulu——"
The ghost eyes kept turning between his eyebrows and looking at the house, but he still found nothing. Everything around him seemed very normal. But this is precisely the biggest abnormality.
Walking out of the residence and looking at the extremely quiet village, Wen Zhong couldn't help but think of Zhao Jian, whether the other party was in trouble because he underestimated this kind of tranquility.
The information on the second stage of the ceremony was very scarce, and the information he had could not be connected at all. At present, the only way to find clues was in this Baiyang Village.
But there wasn't even a ghost in such a big place, so where should he look for clues?
“Do you want to look inside the residence? That residence was very suspicious just now. The sinister wind seemed to be blowing from that residence, but the doors and windows were all closed when I went there... ..."
At this time, Wen Zhong remembered what Professor Ochiai said that was very reasonable, that is, the brains of people who are looking for complete rationality in supernatural events must have been kicked by a donkey.
Thinking about this, Wen Zhong returned to the previous residence. Looking at the dusty furniture and rotten and spoiled fruits and vegetables, he frowned and quickly began to sort out useful clues.
However, Wen Zhong didn't seem to realize that he had unknowingly begun to have a connection with this village...
While he was searching for clues about Baiyang Village in full swing, Wang Muyou came to the mountain behind Baiyang Village. In front of him was a pool of water, exuding a cold atmosphere.
"Is this water pool the road to a supernatural place?"
Wang Muyou scratched the water twice with a short knife, and then he picked up a stone from the side and pointed at it. He threw it into the puddle.
"Plop——"
The stone quickly submerged into the water and sank. The cold atmosphere became stronger at this moment, as if it was broken by the stone thrown by Wang Muyou. Some kind of balance.
But soon everything became calm again.
"Well, it's a bit strange."
There was obviously something wrong with this pool, but for some reason, he couldn't tell the reason.
For a while, Wang Muyou looked at the pool and fell into deep contemplation.
If you look down from above at this time, you will find that his shadow reflected in the water has spread out at some point, completely rendering the entire water in the pool a dark color. (End of chapter)