Have fun with people [Quick Transmigration]

Outside the village, I felt that the village was too quiet, but when I walked in, I was even more impressed, as if there was no one else.There is a winding dirt road under your feet, and brick houses with closed courtyard doors on both sides, and all the windows are dark. Mr. Shui looked at his mobile phone and couldn't help but whisper: "It's only 07:30 now. "

Ms. Jing doesn't say a word now, she just cuddles close to her husband and won't leave her for a moment.

It was too dark, Lin Nuozhi could only follow their lighting to check the surrounding environment, but the flashlight on his mobile phone could not shine too far, he could only vaguely see that the white walls of those houses were mottled and damp, and there was a mess of dirt. Tsk.

Their footsteps are clearly visible here.

Lin Nuozhi has been walking with a big backpack for too long, his back is sore, and he has the aftereffects of a previous fall. He twisted his body, and the rubbing sound of the backpack and the fabric of the clothes was like a loudspeaker. The man couldn't help but turn his head I looked at him several times.

"Miss Li, do you think we should knock on the door of a house and ask?" After walking for nearly a hundred meters, the road forked many times, but no matter how they looked, they didn't see any lights or human voices. This village really seems to be dead.Mr. Shui couldn't hold back anymore, and asked Lin Nuozhi softly.

Lin Nuozhi glanced at him: "Let's walk to the end first, if no one knocks on the door."

A group of three people continued to move forward.

This road went all the way to a curved alley, and as soon as they turned around, their eyes lit up, and they all felt relieved.

What appeared in front of them was a narrow square with a diameter of about 20 meters. There was a huge banyan tree in the middle. The trunk was the size of three people hugging each other. It just occupied the center and was surrounded by a circle of tiles. There was a sound of knocking and rattling, and Lin Nuozhi looked up, and there were strips of purple silk cloth hanging on the banyan tree, which almost covered the branches, and there were countless silk cloths hanging from it. wooden sign.

It looked a little scary.

The reason why Lin Nuo could see clearly was because there were purple lanterns hanging all around. There were two lanterns at the door of each house, forming a big circle, illuminating the place.

"Miss Li, aren't you coming?" Mr. Shui called out to him when he had reached the door of a house.

Lin Nuozhi felt a little weird, he had seen white lanterns and red lanterns, but never purple lanterns, and even though there were purple lanterns hanging around, the house where the lanterns were hung was silent and had no lights. Those houses are the same, only the house where the husband and wife are knocking on the door seems to be brightly lit, because the courtyard wall is not high, Lin Nuo's station can be clearly seen from a distance.

Lin Nuozhi walked in and saw that there was a plaque on the gate of this house, which looked a little gloomy under the light of the purple lanterns - Baishan Shrine.

Probably because she felt that someone was there, she had confidence in her heart, and Ms. Jing had the courage to knock on the door again. She yelled a few times, because she was shivering from the cold, and her voice was still trembling.

Lin Nuozhi stood on the outside, although he just stood there at will, but the place he chose can be attacked, retreated or defended, and it is also convenient for running...

No one answered the door for a long time, and when Ms. Jing was about to kick her high heels in depression, the door opened with a "squeak".

Ms. Jing missed her foot and almost fell to the ground, she quickly grabbed her husband's clothes, the man turned his head and gave him a look, smoothed out the wrinkles carefully, and then spoke to the person inside in a friendly manner.

The person who opened the door was a tall and thin man, frowning, his mouth drooping and his chin raised high, he looked a little more arrogant than Miss Jing, and he glanced at them with disgust: "Do you know how to spell polite? "

"I'm sorry," Mr. Shui apologized repeatedly, "It's too cold outside, we just wanted to find a place to stay for the night, and we haven't seen anyone, so we're in a hurry, please forgive me."

The man who opened the door frowned, looked at them again, stepped aside, and said coldly, "Come in."

Lin Nuozhi listened carefully to the voices inside. It was very quiet, and there was only the man's footsteps. Feeling at ease, he walked in and helped close the door, but he was careful not to close it.

As expected, the lights inside were brightly lit. As soon as they entered, there was a lobby facing them. Several rows of candles were crackling and burning. A long-haired woman was kneeling on a futon, bowing her head as if she was praying.

"Mr. Li... Is there another visitor?" As soon as he approached, a gentle voice came from the woman.Lin Nuozhi has gone through so many lives, but he has to admit that this should be the most beautiful female voice he has ever heard. It is sweet and soft, as if scratching people's hearts, making people feel numb, and even the bones are a little lighter. But Lin Nuozhi felt a deep fear in his heart.

Be careful with this person.

Is it a reminder from the original owner or your own intuition?Lin Nuozhi narrowed his eyes, but there was still nothing in his memory.

But he noticed a word, again?Did any strangers come here before that?That man is also surnamed Li, and his name is so unfamiliar, could it be him?

Lin Nuozhi's deduction was accurate.He saw the woman bowing her head respectfully towards the altar and then slowly getting up. He could see that the other's every move was elegant and moving, which made people look forward to how beautiful the other was.Even the elite Mr. Jing waited intently for the other party to turn his head, and the wife next to him angrily twisted him a few times while staring at the woman from the corner of his eye.

When the woman got up and turned her head, and nodded to them, Lin Nuozhi couldn't help but gasped. Under the bright light of the candle, the woman was so beautiful that she didn't seem like a real person, but she really sounded like a real person.The other party's skin is as white as porcelain, smooth and delicate, with a radiant luster, and it seems that her whole body is shining when she is not paying attention. Her eyebrows and eyes are carefully carved, elegant and delicate, without a trace of blemish, and her waist-length black hair is in a soft bundle. Behind her, she looked at them calmly and calmly. The slightly upward curve of the corners of her mouth was so appropriate and unforgettable, as if a meeting was engraved into the soul of others.

But Lin Nuozhi only had a feeling that it was so true and even more fearful.

Even Ms. Jing stared blankly at the other person's face, while Lin Nuozhi noticed her clothes. Her upper body was a white jacket with small sleeves, and her lower body was a purple hakama skirt that covered her heels. If the purple bottoms were replaced with Scarlet hakama is almost the same as the general witch's dress.

The woman seemed to have gotten used to being obsessed and stared at by others, and it took a while before she introduced herself.

Her name is Tan Li, and she is the priestess of this village.This shrine is presided over by her, and the man who opened the door for them is called Li Jing, a painter who came here to sketch, and he came here this morning.

"It turned out that I came here to stay overnight, and I just pulled it like the master." Ms. Jing gave the painter a white look, and muttered.

Tan Li was born with a calm and peaceful temperament, so the few of them also re-introduced themselves.It was only then that Lin Nuozhi realized that the arrogant Miss Jing was called Jing Yue, and the man's name was Shui Huakong.Because Lin Nuozhi was also surnamed Li, the painter looked at him more, but he didn't intend to communicate.

"We are guests from afar. Since you all came here to meet me, it is fate. There are still a few empty rooms in the backyard. I will trouble Mr. Li to take you there later. It is cold at night, please close the doors and windows and don't go out at will, so as not to I have a cold." Tan Li smiled slightly, her soft-spoken voice made people feel good, even Jing Yue's voice was much weaker, she just kept pulling Shui Huakong.

Shui Huakong coughed, a little embarrassed: "Thank you, Ms. Tan, for taking me in, but we didn't have dinner because of the sudden incident. I don't know if there is any food here for Ms. Cough, we will pay for board and lodging."

Tan Li looked a little embarrassed: "I'm really sorry, our village always goes to bed early, so dinner is also early, and the meals at the shrine are provided by the villagers, and there is no place for cooking in the shrine. Please bear with me for now One night, tomorrow morning I will ask him to bring more meals."

Hearing that Shui Huakong can't do anything about it, but Jingyue hasn't had a meal since noon. She has never been tortured like this before. When she saw the fruit on the altar with sharp eyes, she shouted: "Isn't there something wrong?" Fruit? Hey, can you give us some, is 100 yuan enough?"

Tan Li's expression froze, her expression was a little displeased, and she hid it again. She lowered her eyebrows and said, "Miss Jing, it's up to you. If you find it inconvenient here, you can go to another place for the night."

Shui Huakong glared at Jing Yue, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she's just too hungry, it wasn't on purpose."

Tan Li showed him a shallow smile, then slowly turned around and knelt down on the futon, bowed her head and stopped talking.

Painter Li put his hands in his pockets, cast a glance at them, turned his head and left: "Let's go, don't disturb Miss Tan's sacrifice, people nowadays... really have no quality at all, and want to eat what other people sacrificed? That's worshiping ghosts God, you don’t even know if you’re a human or a ghost? You want to eat everything you see, really!”

Painter Li's speech was a bit harsh, Jing Yue was suppressed by her husband and did not dare to get angry at Tan Li, she immediately exploded when she heard this, and soon after she chased after her, she quarreled with Painter Li.

Lin Nuozhi was a little annoyed, and interjected: "Mr. Li, you came in the morning? Did you see other villagers?"

Painter Li didn't want to talk to Jingyue either, so he talked to him logically: "I've met a few, and Ms. Tan said that the ancestral hall happened to be opened in their village these days, and the whole village basically went to a meeting, so I couldn't see anyone."

"I see. But they went to bed really early. When we came here, it was only around 7 o'clock, and there was no movement at all. At first we thought it was a ghost village." Lin Nuozhi smiled and said.

Shui Huakong shook his head beside him: "There are no ghosts in this world, they all scare themselves."

Li Jing ignored him, and just turned his head to look at Lin Nuozhi: "They are not sleeping, but still having a meeting in the ancestral hall. Miss Tan said that this is the custom in their village, and the planning for the next year will be all at once. After the vote, all food and lodging will be in the ancestral hall, and they will not leave until the matter is resolved."

Only then did Lin Nuozhi feel relieved. Although he still felt the custom was weird, he had no right to criticize it.

Shui Huakong interjected: "No wonder there is no movement when we come here...Then their ancestral hall is very big, right? We didn't see it when we came here."

Li Jing pretended not to hear him and still ignored him, so Lin Nuozhi had to ask again: "I'm also curious, there are at least a few hundred people in so many houses, how big is the ancestral hall?"

Sure enough, Li Jing pursed his lips and signaled to the distance: "I heard from Miss Tan that it is in the valley near the innermost side, and it happens to be their ancestral grave just behind."

At this time, they had already circled to the backyard. There were indeed a few houses along the corridor, but compared with the bright front yard, it was dark here.

Li Jing opened a room by himself: "This is my room, the next few rooms are empty, you can choose for yourself."

"Why is there no lamp?" Jing Yue yelled, "What a broken place, I can't even afford a lamp!"

Li Jing's room was soon lit up with a little yellow light, and his impatient voice came from inside: "There is a kerosene lamp on the table by the door, and there are matches next to it to light yourself. If you are staying overnight, don't yell at anything, don't worry about it." bother!"

Lin Nuozhi shook his head, and chose the room next door. He didn't go in first, and after he got used to the dim vision, he vaguely saw a kerosene lamp on a simple wooden table inside.

After turning on the kerosene lamp, Lin Nuozhi could see the room clearly.The room is not big, so the dim light allows him to have a panoramic view of the room.Next to him is a table, which is made of wood, obviously inferior wood, the table top has been cracked, and there is an irregular rotten wooden stool with a thin layer of dust on it, and there are discarded spider webs under the table. It's been a long time since no one took care of it.There was also a hot water bottle on the table. The purple-red appearance looked very old-fashioned, and dust had accumulated on it. He didn't bother to clean it up. It was empty, obviously without water, and even if there was water, he couldn't imagine how long it had been there.

The bed is on the left side of the door. The single bed is more than the double bed. The double bed is too small and narrow. The white sheets have turned dark yellow, and the sheets are bulging. The smell is overwhelming.The surrounding walls were painted with white powder, but the powder was seriously peeled off, exposing the dim yellow adobe inside.

It was hard for Lin Nuozhi to imagine that such a beautiful and mortal woman lived in such an environment.Jingyue and his wife next door seemed to be from a good background, and they were complaining all the time. Lin Nuozhi also heard Jingyue screaming that he saw a mouse.

It felt very cold to him here, and Lin Nuozhi didn't even bother to find a source of water to wash up for a while, he just wanted to make do with the night, and it's best to leave early tomorrow morning.

The door of the room was bolted upside down. Lin Nuozhi thought for a while, then put the hot water bottle upside down behind the door, then opened the sleeping bag from his backpack, put it on the bed and lay down in it. The lullaby made him gradually sink into the dark and sweet fragrance. He is really tired today.