The rebellious daughter is spoiled by the disabled boss

"Look what's over there!"

After hearing what Jiang Yuechu said, Tao Runyan wanted to ask a question, but when he looked up, he saw that the painting in the room had moved a few inches away, revealing a word.

Several people walked over and took a closer look. Jiang Yuechu raised his hand and opened the scroll, only to see a line of small words written on the wall.

"The crabapple tree blooms and then withers, one dies and another grows."

Jiang Yuechu frowned slightly, "What does this sentence mean?"

"do not know."

Tao Runyan also noticed the weirdness of this place, "Is the production team deliberately creating suspicion?"

"Maybe, that should be a hint."

Jiang Yuchu said this, but he kept it in mind. Since it has been confirmed that Haitang is a person and not a flower, does this sentence mean that Haitang is more than one person?

It's been dark here for seven days, and today is only the first day. If they really entered a different space, they have to get out within these seven days.

"It's late now. It's not too late to talk about it tomorrow."

Jiang Yuechu issued an order to expel them, and Tao Runyan couldn't stay any longer, so Song Ci'an was also driven out.

Outside the door, Tao Runyan felt a lot more comfortable. At least Jiang Yuechu did not keep Song Ci'an, which was enough to prove that the relationship between these two people was average.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Jiang Yuechu immediately climbed out of the window. There were some things that they couldn't be involved in. After all, the talk of ghosts and gods was not something that ordinary people could accept.

According to the route she had taken before, she was now behind the village chief's house. When she turned around the corner, she saw a house she had never seen before.

The house was located not far behind the village head's house. Judging from the layout of the house, it was even bigger than the village head's house. It was impossible for them not to see it when they came in.

Jiang Yuechu walked slowly towards the house. When she got closer, she could smell a faint floral fragrance around her nose.

Where does this smell come from?

Jiang Yuechu frowned and looked around, but saw nothing except some withered weeds.

"The crabapple tree blooms and then withers, one withers and another grows."

A sad song sounded, exactly the same as the words she saw on the wall.

Following the source of the sound, Jiang Yuechu's eyes fell on the house in front of him.

The sound came from inside the house.

Jiang Yuechu walked to the gate.

There was a painting carved on an iron gate, depicting a delicate figure in a cloak. Even through the blurry face, it was not difficult to tell that she was extremely beautiful, and she was smiling while holding a blooming flower in her hand.

In front of the woman was a cross with a hemp rope hanging from it, with fire burning at the end of the rope.

She seemed to be wearing a jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Where have you seen this jade bracelet before?"

Jiang Yuchu tried to recall carefully, but still couldn't remember where she had seen the jade bracelet.

Suddenly, a sinister laugh was heard in his ears. Jiang Yuechu's heart skipped a beat and he took a step back. As soon as he took a step back, he felt dazed and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The people in the portrait were moving, and noisy sounds were heard in my ears.

"Kill her! Killing her will keep the villagers safe!"

With the beginning, the voices of fighting and killing were heard.

She saw the woman tied to a cross, and opposite her stood a man holding a torch. The man had a painful expression and tears on his cheeks.

"Ah Wei, save me."

The mournful voice was full of despair, and suddenly a flame appeared, and all the scenes returned to normal.

"This place is really weird..."

Jiang Yuechu approached the door again and found that it was locked tightly, without even a keyhole. She pushed the door hard but there was no response.

Is this really the key to leaving the village?

Jiang Yuchu walked around the house. The door was locked and even the windows were nailed shut. If she wanted to enter this big house, she could only find the key and go in through the door.

After observing the big house, Jiang Yuechu wandered around the village, trying to see if she could find any clues. She took a look in every villager's room she passed by.

This village is really poor. The abandoned houses are so shabby that even the tables and chairs are broken.

Looking back, she saw that the endless mountains surrounded the entire village. She walked around the village but couldn't find the key to get out.

When Jiang Yuchu turned around and wanted to go back, he caught a glimpse of a strange house with a coffin extending from the window. When he pushed the door open, what came into his sight was the mess left behind by an unfinished funeral.

The coffin lid was half opened, and Jiang Yuechu leaned in to look, mentally prepared to see and deal with the horrific scene, but the coffin was pitch black and there was nothing inside.

It's really strange that there is a coffin in the house but no body inside.

Jiang Yuechu grabbed one end of the coffin lid, and a hand suddenly covered the back of her hand. The warm touch still made her body tremble.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Tao Runyan's gentle voice sounded above his head. He grabbed the other end of the coffin lid and helped pull the lid to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"How will you be here?"

Tao Runyan replied: "I saw you had been out for such a long time and hadn't come back, so I was a little worried about you and came out to look for you. I just happened to pass by and saw you enter this room."

Jiang Yuechu didn't care. Her eyes were attracted by a booklet placed in the coffin.

She reached into the coffin and took something out, and unexpectedly found a diary.

"I accidentally discovered this isolated mountain village. There are many strange customs in the village that I have never seen before. As an archaeologist, I really want to know what secrets this village hides."

"As agreed, I got in touch with a good friend who used to be a villager here. With his guidance, I was able to live in the village smoothly. Fortunately, I could understand the dialect spoken by the villagers here, so it was not difficult to communicate with them."

Jiang Yuechu frowned as he read the words written in the diary. "This seems to be a note left by an archaeologist who came to the village before. Maybe there will be clues."

Tao Runyan just glanced at it and said, "There is no record of this village. Its history is only about 200 years old. How many years ago did you say this notebook was left behind?"

"Forty years ago."

Jiang Yuechu pointed at the date on the notebook. "It's written there, but the village chief said that the strange phenomena in the village happened a few years ago. Logically, the archaeologist should have left long ago."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuechu continued to read down.

"After I got off the car, the village chief welcomed me warmly. When I entered the village, I saw someone holding a funeral, but there was no sadness on their faces. Out of curiosity and respect, I went to visit the family. In the half-open coffin lay a skeleton without even a trace of flesh."