From the Valley of the Wicked to the Town of Demons

The sunlight, blocked by the canopy of the trees, was scattered bit by bit.

Old man Wu raised his head, looked at the color of the sun, and found that it was almost dusk.

Although the western mountain was not remote, there were also wild beasts in the mountain, so he tightened the firewood behind him, and hurriedly walked down the mountain.

Before he knew it, the forest had become dark. He always had a feeling that something was following him behind him, and when he turned his head many times, he found that there was nothing.

Feeling a little strange, he walked faster and faster, but that strange feeling did not dissipate, but became more and more urgent.

"Could it be that after listening to Cheng Xiazi's book, he became mentally ill?"

Old man Wu couldn't help talking to himself.A few days ago, I heard Cheng Xiazi tell a story about a lot of monsters and water ghosts. At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but now that I am in this mountain forest, I am afraid.

sough.

Something seemed to be moving in the woods behind him, brushing the grass and making a sound.

Old man Wu immediately turned his head, holding the hatchet tightly in his hand, staring at the bush that made the sound.

A rabbit jumped out from the bushes, startled old man Wu, and also startled itself.

One person and one rabbit stared at each other for a long time before the rabbit dumped old man Wu, turned around and ran away.

With a sigh of relief, the old man Wu felt that he was too sensitive. He had spent half his life in Xishan, and if there were monsters, he should have discovered them a long time ago.

While muttering about it, he walked out of the mountain. When he saw the smoke from the kitchen, the old man Wu finally let go of his hanging heart.

This is Huangya Village, a small village on the edge of Gyeonggi Province. It is located under the West Mountain and is named after a nearby cliff.

Laughing at himself, the old man Wu walked towards the village. When he got back to the house, he saw his wife cooking, and immediately felt relieved.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Seeing that he came back, his wife asked immediately, while the old man Wu smiled embarrassingly, and said casually:

"Today, I felt that there seemed to be something unclean in the mountains, so I went back early."

What he said made his wife startled for a moment, then she shook her head with a chuckle and continued to light the fire.

Old man Wu has a gentle temperament. Although he is illiterate, he is also quite humorous. He often jokes with himself, and his wife has long been used to it.

At this moment, a child ran out of the house, calling "Grandpa" and showing off the rattle in his hand.

Old man Wu immediately put down the dry firewood, hugged his grandson, one old and one young, and started playing in the yard.

The daughter-in-law came out of the house, smiled and watched the grandpa and grandson play together, and after watching for a while, she turned her head and went to help in the kitchen.

Not long after, a strong man came with a hoe. He entered the yard and just saw his grandpa and grandson playing in the yard. He shook his head. My own father is close.

Men also suffer from pantothenic acid, but the man didn't bother. After putting down the hoe, he came to the kitchen to help.

It didn't take long for the delicious food to come out of the pot. A family of three generations and five members gathered around the yard, eating lively and lively while the sun was still on the mountain.

As night fell, every household in Huangya Village was lit up, and the kerosene lamps gave off a faint light, but for these simple villagers, this light was enough.

Old man Wu was lying on the bed, his wife beside him was already fast asleep, and he also wanted to close his eyes, but the feeling of horror was always lingering.

"Really, almost half a hundred people."

Laughing at himself, the old man Wu blew out the oil lamp, he tightened the quilt, and then closed his eyes.

After three o'clock in a blink of an eye, the village was completely silent, and most people had already blown out the lights to rest, and everything seemed so peaceful and quiet.

All of a sudden, the dogs in the whole village started barking wildly. They woke up many villagers, so every household started to look for fire tickets to relight the oil lamps.

There was no moonlight tonight, and it was pitch black outside. Some villagers bravely lit torches and went outside, only to find that the dogs kept barking in one direction.

The dogs in the whole village kept barking at one family, and from the way their tails were tucked up, they were obviously afraid of something.

"That's old man Wu's house. Could it be that he recruited thieves?"

A few villagers got together, encouraged each other, and walked slowly to the door of Old Man Wu's house.

The yard was quiet, and the old man Wu's house did not turn on the lights, as if the whole family was indifferent to the barking dogs all over the village, and were still soundly asleep.

"It's hard to say, but the old man Wu's family is very poor. Even in this small village, he still has no money. Where the thieves are so short-sighted, they will target their family."

One of the villagers pouted and said, while the others nodded.

Huangya Village is not considered rich, but there are still a few families in the village who still have a little savings, and they have built tile-roofed houses and brick walls, which are quite impressive.

So even if there were thieves, they would still stare at those richer families. For poor families like Old Man Wu with thatched houses and mud yards, which thieves would be so blind.

While several villagers were discussing, suddenly a figure came out from the house, startling everyone.

The man's hair was disheveled and he couldn't see clearly, but the shroud was very obvious.

Yes, those are shrouds, which are used for burial.

Seeing a few villagers standing at the door with torches, this person seemed extremely surprised.After being stunned for a moment, he got up and jumped up, jumped onto the roof like a cat, turned around and ran out of the village.

The villagers saw that this man was so weird, so they didn't dare to chase him, they could only see him disappearing into the vast night, never to be seen again.

"Shall we go in and have a look?"

One of the villagers swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and tremblingly proposed.

"This, it can't be something unclean."

Another villager expressed a little timidity and did not want to enter the hospital.

"The village chief is here, let's ask him."

Suddenly, someone saw a flame in the distance. It was the light of a group of people holding torches. The leader was a thin old man who was the head of Huangya Village.

Now that the village chief came, the few people had a backbone, so they ran over immediately and told what they saw.

"This one……"

The village chief also murmured that Old Man Wu's family is nothing special. The old man is just an ordinary person who cuts firewood for a living. As for following such a family.

And that man was wearing a shroud...

To be on the safe side, the village chief asked a few strong men to stay at the gate of old man Wu's house, and no one was allowed to enter before dawn.

At the same time, the village head recruited a few men and asked them to pick up hatchets and sledges and patrol along the village. If something happened, they immediately sounded a gong to warn.

Everyone took orders and dispersed.

"Could it be, something really came out."

No one noticed that the village chief was talking to himself. He looked in the direction of the west mountain. In this dark night, only an outline of the distant mountain could be seen.

It is also because of this that it looks extraordinarily eerie.