This simplification is outrageous

pop~

The teeth in the mouth of the red-clothed foreign spirit flew horizontally, and it was extremely miserable for a moment. The body trembled and let out an unknown roar.

When it saw Qiao Yuan's gleaming golden palm about to fall again, it was completely scared.

Humans die when they are killed, and it is no exception.

"My name is Nie Xiaoqian. I recovered a month ago..."

"What do you have to do with that story circulating in this village?" Qiao Yuan asked.

The red-clothed foreign spirit trembled.

After 10 minutes, Qiao Yuan understood all this.

According to it, it fell in love with the scholar, and it should have vanished after they died together, but because the villagers made statues and worshiped them for a long time, under the influence of the incense, its consciousness gradually awakened, but that was all, until the aura After recovering, it was revived and left the statue.

After Nie Xiaoqian finished telling her own story, she found that Qiao Yuan's eyes had not slowed down, so she quickly explained:

"What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can use that lantern to test it. If you tell the truth, it will glow red!"

Qiao Yuan ignored it, and didn't even look at the lantern made of an unknown material.

First of all, this thing is its own. Isn't it a stupid thing to test it with its own things?

……

Regarding the origin of the foreign spirit, whether it is true or not, Qiao Yuan is not very concerned for the time being. His purpose of coming here is to bring Li Xiaoling and Wang Jing home.

So, let's put aside the truth and falsehood in advance.

"Last question, where is Li Xiaoling?"

"I'll only give you three seconds, don't say you don't know!"

"One...two..."

After Qiao Yuan finished speaking, he swallowed a few more chocolates, and a golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

The red-clothed ghost was terrified and struggling, but he didn't speak.

"what!"

At this moment, a cry for help came from the bedroom, it was Wang Jing's voice!

Without thinking too much, Qiao Yuan quickly walked towards the bedroom and kicked open the wooden door.

The moment he entered, Qiao Yuan saw a person standing by the window.

No... that's a ghost!

A male ghost wearing an ancient scholar's attire was looking at him with a teasing expression, and at the same time stretched out a pale hand and waved it, as if saying goodbye to himself?

And then... disappeared into the darkness.

When Qiao Yuan ran outside again, the ghost in red was gone.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

Looking at Wang Jing who was trembling in a corner, Qiao Yuan fell into deep thought.

Isn't it said that the ghost in white will bring good luck?

fake?

Qiao Yuan already had a guess in his mind.

……

The next day, in order to verify his conjecture, Qiao Yuan found all the tourists.

Sure enough, a few more were missing!

There were originally nine people, but now there are only four including Qiao Yuan.

And those three people were also confused by the statuette, discussing to stay another night, people's greed is endless, once you have 100 million, you will think about the next 100 million.

Are these two ghosts trying to keep people here?

Don't want to expose everything here to the outside world?

10 minute later.

Qiao Yuan looked at his hands, he just verified one of the tourists with the golden light film.

These tourists are not ghosts either.

The tourists are normal, the villagers are normal, and Wang Jing is normal, but Li Xiaoling has disappeared.

Everything is normal, and that is the biggest abnormality!

His own golden light film has a strong lethality against foreign spirits.

Therefore, it is Qiao Yuan's behavior to verify whether a person is a foreign spirit.

But... what if I didn't meet these villagers?

For example... the tourist I met was actually a stone, the villager I met was a grass, and the Wang Jing I met might be just a piece of wood.

Is this all just an illusion?

After Qiao Yuan recalled and dredged up the information he got last night, he got a lot of useful information points.

According to this logic reasoning, everything can be explained.

Why can't this village go out?

Why is there no poultry in this village?

Why is the number of tourists eight?

Why did Wang Jing...she know that she and Li Xiaoling had a private meeting that night?

I still believe in Li Xiaoling's sincerity. If she said she would not tell Wang Jing, then she must have not told Wang Jing.

So... how did Wang Jing know that Li Xiaoling was looking for herself when she went out that night?

All this is an illusion!

Those two foreign spirits can create hallucinations, which can affect their own perception to a certain extent!

As for the truth about this matter, if anyone could know the truth, it must be the village head with a foreign accent.

Money, beauty, illusions...

With these three things, I want to tempt myself and let myself stay.

too naive!

Chapter 21 Let me tell you a story

Are the eight tourists related to the eight passengers who died in Sijiao Village?

The way to enter Dead End Village is to be alone, but why can the young couple come in?

……

The breeze blows, and the coolness hits.

The village has a different scenery than the outside world.

"Village Chief, thank you for your hospitality these days, I'm leaving."

When Qiao Yuan came to the field and said goodbye with a smile, the village head who was plowing in the field was obviously taken aback.

"It's Qiao Yuan."

"Don't you want to play for a few more days? Is it because we didn't entertain well?"

The wrinkled and dark-skinned village chief put down the hoe in his hand, wiped the sweat with a red towel around his neck and looked at Qiao Yuan.

"No, the village chief, the villagers are very enthusiastic, and the fruits in the village are sweet and delicious."

"It looks like a good fertilizer has been used."

Qiao Yuan stood quietly in the field, the air was filled with the fragrance of soil, but this fragrance was mixed with an imperceptible smell.

Maybe it's the fishy smell after the rain or something.

"But the road out of the mountain was flooded due to the landslide caused by the heavy rain a few days ago, and people outside are still rushing to repair it these days. You...do you want to stay for a few more days?"

The village chief sighed and told the bad news.

"I originally planned to tell you in a few days, so as not to affect your travel mood."

The village chief picked up a plastic water bottle that was coated with starch between the fields, took a sip of tea, and stopped to rest while talking to Qiao Yuan.

The sunken eye sockets looked at the mountains in the distance.

What a peaceful, carefree village.

Fascinating, it is simply a paradise.

……

"By the way, village head, you told me a fairy tale when I came here on the first day. I just thought about it. I stayed for two days. It's troublesome to the villagers, and you won't accept money."

"So let me tell the village chief a story too."

Qiao Yuan looked down at the village chief with a condescending smile.

At this moment, the thin village head turned his back to Qiao Yuan, as if admiring his masterpiece of labor.

"You're out of touch now. All the villagers here are like this. Living in this small mountain village all their lives, it's rare to meet a new face. Hospitality is what it should be."

After speaking, the village head cleaned up the red dirt on the shoes.

However, Qiao Yuan's next words made his whole body freeze.

"Village chief, are you so sure that I can't get out of this dead-end village?"

Qiao Yuan's tone was calm, with a smile still on his face, and he kept staring at the thin body of the old man in front of him.

"Village Chief, I picked up something earlier, what's the use of you looking at it for me?"

Speaking... Qiao Yuan took out a wooden sign from his backpack, on which the three characters of Sijiao Village were engraved.

This is the boundary card he drew before.

A gust of wind blew by, and the old man finally turned his head. After seeing the boundary card, a trace of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. If you want to leave, then go. If you want to stay, I welcome it."

The village head patted the dirt on his body, supported the hoe with both hands, and continued to dig the ground.

Clang~

The hoe seems to have hit something hard?

Qiao Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and it was a white bone-like thing.

The village chief didn't pay attention, and turned the ground over casually, and the soil covered it again.

Not far away... Unknown fruit trees are covered with bright red fruits, and a gust of breeze blows, bringing petals to fall one after another.

A beautiful picture is born.

If that couple is still there, maybe another set of photos will be taken.

……

Qiao Yuan came to the village chief and pressed his shoulder with his left hand. The old man was so thin that Qiao Yuan felt as if he was touching a bone.

"Village Chief, reciprocity has always been our traditional etiquette."

"So... let me tell you a story before I go."

The mayor glanced at the hand on his shoulder.

"You said."

Qiao Yuan said:

"In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, Wuling people fished for a living. They walked along the stream, forgetting the distance of the road. Suddenly, they came across a peach blossom forest, with hundreds of steps between the banks, and there were no miscellaneous trees in it. The grass was delicious and the flowers were colorful. The fishermen were very different. , go forward again, want to make the forest poor..."

Two 10 minutes later.