After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

When Yan Shixun arrived just now, there were still large swaths of bright sunlight falling on the garden, illuminating the yellow and white chrysanthemums brightly and translucently, making it extremely beautiful.

But the sun goes down early in winter, and within a short lunch time, the sun that started to shift its angle is blocked by the mountain peaks, and there is no longer a ray of light falling into the small courtyard.

The garden that lost the sunshine became gloomy and chilling, and the white and yellow chrysanthemums that bloomed all over the yard seemed to be gloomy along with it.

Like a cloudy cemetery on a rainy day, the bleak wind howls through, and the chrysanthemum pays homage silently.

Weird infiltration.

Yan Shixun stood outside the fenced yard, his attention was still on the rocking chair behind the window, frowning to see where the old lady was.

But the audience squatting in front of his split screen exploded first.

Yan Shixun has dealt with ghosts all year round, even the mass graves can pass through without changing his expression in the middle of the night when there is no one there, and he is not afraid of ghosts at all.

But unlike Yan Shixun, the audience has been living in a normal world. Even if they saw some scary scenes after the show started, they are still afraid of ghosts in essence, and they cannot be like Yan Shixun. His face remained unchanged.

At this time, the gloomy small courtyard full of chrysanthemums made many viewers feel that just looking at it like this, there is a trace of coldness spreading up the soles of their feet.

[Gang, I didn’t feel it when the sun was shining just now, why does it look so scary now? ]

[I rely on!There is a moss-covered well behind the flowers, which is even more scary!My brain began to automatically think whether there would be a corpse in the well, and I would crawl out the next moment...]

[Wuwu, I just said that chrysanthemums are scary, especially Baiju, I am really afraid of Baiju, it always reminds me of going to the grave with my mother when I was a child and seeing ghosts. ]

[Hiss... You were sitting happily in the living room watching it just now, but now you suddenly feel a little cold?No, I can't hold it anymore, I have to get into bed first. ]

[What is Brother Yan looking at?Always felt like he was looking for someone. ]

[I didn't watch the live broadcast before, I just watched it just now, may I ask, is Brother Yan looking for an old woman?Kind of handicapped? ]

[You didn't watch the previous live broadcast, so how did you know?We don't have a replay of this show. ]

[I think I know why... you guys get a bigger screen, turn it up to the highest brightness, and keep staring into the window.I'm head to toe cold right now, it's so horrible, I can't look back at my window. ]

Seeing someone say that there is something in the shadow behind the window, many viewers try to open their eyes wide, but they just can't see what is wrong, and there are a lot of "???" on the bullet screen.

Some people also questioned whether the previous barrage was playing tricks and trying to win everyone's attention.

But such doubts quickly disappeared behind a new bullet screen.

[Fuck, shit, shit, shit! ! !My scalp is numb right now, and my whole body is cold!Really everyone, believe me, don't switch to a computer or tablet, and then turn up the brightness to watch, it's too scary. My God, I'm starting to wonder if there is someone standing behind me. ]

It seems that this person believed the operation guide of the previous barrage, so he also saw the same thing as the previous person saw.

Many viewers immediately became interested, and some people had a rebellious mentality, thinking "If you don't let me do it, I won't do it? Am I so shameless? I will do it!".

For a while, many people took out other electronic devices with larger screens at hand, adjusted the brightness to the maximum according to the previous operation guide, and then squinted hard to stare at it.

At first there was nothing but a blur of black pixels.

The audience was still muttering, there is nothing, could it be that they were cheated?Couldn't it be Tony who came back to warn me before?

But looking at it, many people began to notice something was wrong.

Normally, when the outdoor brightness is higher than the indoor brightness, the shadow behind the open window will become impossible to see the specific situation, and the light will no longer reflect after falling in.

But that kind of shadow should be flat with the naked eye, and the shape of the shadow cannot be judged.

But now many people can see that the shadow in the room under the camera does not seem to be flat, but has an undulating shape.

They squinted closer, trying to see what it was.

Then, they realized belatedly - isn't such an ups and downs exactly the curvature of the human body!

The black behind the window is not a shadow at all, it is clearly a person in black clothes!

That is, from the very beginning, they were eye-to-eye with someone behind the window—even cheek-to-cheek trying to get a closer look.

Realizing this, many viewers gasped and almost threw the tablet in their hands.

Some excited people directly knocked the screen in front of them into the air, yelling "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

[Which turtle grandson said to see clearly?I almost spit out my heart when I stepped on the horse, it scared me to death. ]

[Then it's just a person, it's a person!I was scared to death. ]

[So, I told you not to watch it, curiosity killed the cat... My scalp is numb until now, and I am so scared that I can't lift up. I want to go back to bed but I am afraid that there will be people standing behind me. I dare not go back. ]

[It’s okay if you don’t say it, we want to watch it even more after you say it! ! ! ]

[When I saw clearly just now, my whole body was stuck to the screen, and I was so scared that I threw the computer out of the way.However, I was fishing in the company to watch the live broadcast... Now all the colleagues around me are watching me, and the company is dead. ]

[Wait, have you noticed that the black figure's posture is not right? ]

[Does anyone remember that at the beginning, that person was asking Brother Yan if he was looking at the old woman?Also described the image of the old woman.Take a closer look at what that shadow looks like...]

The audience who had been reminded swallowed their saliva, and tremblingly gathered their courage to look at the shadow again.

Then they found...the shadow, like an old woman in black clothes, hanging in the air behind the window, blending with the shadow.

It's just like……

Hanged there.

[Ahhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ]

The moment they saw it clearly, countless people felt the eerie coldness of scalp tingling.

No matter how thick the clothes are, it seems that a gust of cold air blows in along the neck, slowly turning the originally warm body into cold.

They froze in place, their hands and feet were so cold that they almost lost consciousness.

But Yan Shixun didn't know what was going on behind the screen.

He frowned and stood outside the fenced yard for a moment, then raised his hand and bent his fingers, and politely knocked on the fence: "Grandma, are you home?"

The yard was silent, and no one responded.

Yan Shixun waited for a few minutes, then decisively pushed open the courtyard door and strode in.

Because the village is located in a remote mountain, there are no outsiders, so there is no need to lock the door, Yan Shixun easily passed through and entered the small building.

Unlike when the room was full of sunlight when I first came here, now that there is no sunlight, the small wooden structure suddenly becomes dark and depressing, without the leisurely log that is close to nature.

The rocking chair had stopped rocking, and it slowly stopped.

Yan Shixun looked around, but he didn't see the old lady.

It seemed that when he first came, the old lady had just left, so the rocking chair was shaking.

but……

Yan Shixun frowned and scanned the entire small building, taking a panoramic view of the interior, except for the old lady.

Where can the old lady go?

Her lower body was disabled, and she had difficulty even walking in the room, and needed to support herself by leaning on the wall.

With such physical strength, why is she already gone when the rocking chair is still shaking?This kind of speed shouldn't be something that her physical fitness can achieve.

Besides, the village is not like a city, there are many places for entertainment.

Although the life here is leisurely, there is nothing to relieve boredom. From Yan Shixun's point of view, the old people either worked early to feed their rations, or took advantage of the sun to bask in the sun and did not gather together to chat scene.

Moreover, the old woman's small wooden building is different from other villagers' houses. This small wooden building is very far away from other villagers' houses.

Along the river, there are only two houses, one is the old woman, and the other is the guests of the program group.

The rest of the people are all on the other side separated by the large chrysanthemums planted in the center of the village and the trees.

With such doubts in mind, Yan Shixun searched for the old woman in the small building, but failed for a long time.

Seeing the sun drifting further and lower, Yan Shixun had no choice but to give up for the time being, and was going to find a guide before coming back, to see if the old lady came back at that time.

But the moment he turned around, he suddenly smelled a smell of blood.

The cold bloody smell carried a wisp of sweetness in the water vapor, which melted and floated secretly in the air.

If you don't pay close attention, you'll quickly miss its presence.

Yan Shixun only smelled it for a moment, and soon lost its trace.

When his eyes froze and he quickly turned around to look around vigilantly, the smell of blood had disappeared.

The entire small wooden building that was gradually being invaded by shadows was like a monster quietly opening its bloody mouth in the dark, trying to swallow everyone who approached it.

In the darkness and in the cracks, there are small and broken sounds.

It looks like a mouse is running across the board, or someone is walking on tiptoe, but it may just be the illusion of the wind.

The wooden wardrobe was opened a crack, and something in the darkness looked out coldly, staring coldly at the stranger.

A swollen and pale hand stretched out from under the bed, lifting the hanging sheet, revealing one eye secretly.

On the wooden beams, the swollen figure looks like a soaked white steamed bun, quietly looking down.

Yan Shixun stood at the door of the small wooden building, calmly raised his eyes and looked around the room, but he didn't see anything.

It is still the home of the old man who is neatly packed with daily necessities, but has a little bit of weirdness.

Yan Shixun stood for a while, then looked away indifferently, turned around and walked out of the small building.

He clenched the slender palm hanging by his side tightly, and the beautifully manicured nails forcibly drew a mark on the palm of his hand, with such force that blood lines almost appeared.

He tried his best to recite silently over and over again in his heart, so that he could remember the abnormality he felt now, and he must never forget it, and he must pay attention to the truth behind the abnormality.

But as he walked forward, those memories still quietly receded like a tide, and it was futile to try to grab them but leaked through his fingers.

When Yan Shixun walked to the fence gate, the vigilance in the small building had been completely relaxed.

Instead, it is the happiness and relaxation like gurgling and boiling hot milk in winter, as if there is nothing to worry about, I just want to ignore those things, and keep my mind empty.

But... no!

This is by no means his character!

Yan Shixun's footsteps lightly stood still at the gate of the courtyard, his slender body turned his back to the small wooden building, his back was slightly stiff, but it was hard to see what he was thinking about.

The body that slid down the wooden stairs dragged a trail of blood. It originally wanted to slide into the water from the window next to it, but it didn't expect the stranger to stay in the yard, and it froze on the stairs for a moment and lowered its voice. .

The figure hiding in the darkness slowly opened his eyes, and stared out of the small building blankly and stiffly with his swollen and rotten eyeballs.

A series of gazes silently fell on Yan Shixun's back.

Yan Shixun could feel the faint tingling pain from the palm of his hand.

He lowered his eyes and stretched out his palms. There were still traces of half-curved nails on them, and the deepest part had faintly oozing blood.

Yan Shixun is very sure that he is not a person who will harm himself, if there is something he wants to change, then he will not clenched his fists like sulk, but attack decisively.

Then this bloodstain...

He put down his palm calmly, and gathered the bloodstains in the palm of his hand again, so that others could not see the injury.

Then he calmly opened the door, as if nothing happened, and left the yard.

The moment Yan Shixun stepped out of the courtyard door, a figure suddenly hung down from the window, the rope stretched downwards, and then gently swayed in place.

A pair of deformed legs were exposed by the window.

Shoes worn backwards make it difficult to tell which side is the front and which is the back.

But looking up along the upper of the vamp... the one with the face hanging down is the face of the old lady.

There is a hemp rope around her neck, and the other end of the rope is firmly tied to the wooden beam, hanging her in the air, swinging back and forth like a pendulum.

The old woman closed her eyes tightly, her face was serene and even relaxed, her body drooped naturally, she no longer struggled, her hands and feet were stiff, the skin exposed outside her clothes was swollen and white, and there were no skin lines anymore, it was completely lost The dough looks like it has been soaked for a long time.

But even though the hemp rope had been tightened into the skin, there was no bluish red mark left on the old woman's neck.It's like the hemp rope strangled tightly around her neck has no effect on her.

The audience who followed Yan Shixun's camera perspective also did not see this scene.

But they were very sure that they had clearly seen the old lady hanging in mid-air from behind the window before, so why didn't Yan Shixun notice it after entering?

Some people are so anxious that they can't wait to follow the live broadcast and climb out of the camera to report to Yan Shixun.

[Ahhhhhhh, Brother Yan, Brother Yan, take a look behind the window!There is an old woman hanging there, help me! ]

[No, I remember Brother Yan was looking in that direction, why didn't he see it? ]

[I have the impression, and I looked in that direction at the time, but... really nothing.I remember very clearly that there was an old lady in black hanging there, but Brother Yan went into the room and looked again, there was really nothing there. ]

[You, don't you think it's scary?That black dress looked very familiar to me, and I just remembered that it was our shroud!Wear it when you die! ]

[Fuck, stop talking, I wasn’t scared at first, but the more you talk about it, the more scared I become. ]

[It's so weird, I swear I actually saw it before... What did I see?Strange, what did I want to post just now?I can't even think about it. ]

[What are you talking about? ]

[Huh?Weird, why do I feel like memories are slipping from my head?The feeling of being unable to grasp. ]

[What black clothes? ]

[How can there be an old lady?Don't you remember me wrongly, aren't you always seeing grandpas? ]

[Wow, this village is really nice, I feel so happy just watching the live broadcast, it’s as warm as soaking in hot water. ]

The audience quickly forgot their previous suspicions, and the barrage became harmonious again, happily discussing the scenery along the way in the village.

Only the old woman who was gradually swallowed by the shadows was forgotten in the darkness.

She was hanging by the window of her own house, and with the cold wind passing through the hall, she swayed slightly, bringing up the wooden beams and making a weak sound.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak..."

……

When Yan Shixun found the guide, he was squatting on the ground at the house of the grandfather who first received the program group, picking the skin of the roasted sweet potato in his hand.

The golden-yellow and orange-red sweet potatoes have accumulated a lot of sugar. When you peel off the skin, there will be sticky sugar water sticking to your fingers. The sweet taste hits your face, with warm and good memories, enough to dispel the winter cold.

There was still a pile of unextinguished fire in front of the guide, and the black ashes were scattered around his feet, even his hands were stained a lot. It seemed that he was so anxious that he just roasted the sweet potatoes and took them out of the fire.

But seeing the smile on the guide's face, and the leisurely and skillful movement of peeling the sweet potatoes, he didn't seem to be burned by the sweet potatoes, and he didn't have the reaction that ordinary people would have when holding hot things.

Yan Shixun's gaze slipped past the guide's hand, and he frowned.

The old man who was smiling and chatting with the guide was sitting opposite the guide, facing the gate of the yard, so he saw Yan Shixun walking over.

"Guest, why are you here?"

The old man raised his head and asked with a smile, "Is it because I didn't make enough for lunch?"

With that said, the old man got up from the chair and walked neatly into the small wooden building behind him.

"Guest, wait a moment, I'll ask my old lady to make some more."

"No need." Yan Shixun called to stop the old man: "The lunch is very rich, thank you for the hospitality."

He looked at the guide on the side: "I'm here to find him."

The guide raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the purpose of Yan Shixun's trip was himself.

Holding the sweet potato in one hand, he patted the dust on his legs with the other, stood up, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Shixun stared at the guide, and suddenly a lot of pictures rolled in his heart.

The strange and beautiful chrysanthemum pattern under the bed, the strange noises from the old woman's house, the weirdness of the old man in the village, and the weird and bright smiling face before the guide...

Those pictures only flashed for a moment, then suddenly disappeared from my mind and became a blank.

Soon a warm sense of happiness filled in, making the brain instinctively not want to pursue it, and just wanted to stay in a warm and safe place.

Yan Shixun shook his head, but soon became firm again.

"Are there any outsiders living in the village now? I don't know if they are there. The program team wants to interview them."

Yan Shixun edited without changing expression: "After all, it's for publicity. It's more convincing to have people who have come here to settle down."

Hearing this question, the guide showed embarrassment.

He scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "To be honest, Mr. Yan, there are no outsiders in the village now, only you."

The old man also nodded, and continued, "Winter is here, and many people can't bear the coldness in the mountains, so they all go out to spend the winter. When spring comes, they will come back again."

"Guest, you haven't stayed in our mountains for a long time, you don't know."

The old man pointed to the direction of the river, and said: "In other seasons, that river makes everyone happy, but only in winter, the water vapor of the river makes this place cold and humid. If you are not used to living here, it will be difficult to adapt to it. This environment."

"Those children just said they came to settle down. In fact, many of them have already left, or left temporarily."

The old man sighed regretfully: "If you want to meet the guests, that's really unfortunate."

Is it such a coincidence?No one is there?

Yan Shixun frowned calmly.

Even if it is true that some people cannot adapt to life in the mountains, among those who come to settle down, there are still many backpackers who have been hiking in the wild all the year round. They have already adapted to the wild environment, why are they not here?

Did you really leave because of the weather?

But why hasn't the outside world heard about it?No one has ever posted news or photos, saying that they will leave in winter, or that they have left Changshou Village.

Yan Shixun opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but the guide smiled and stuffed him with a roasted sweet potato.

"Mr. Yan, what else do you want to ask?"

The guide smiled and asked, "I'm too tired today. Everyone has climbed mountains and ridges to enter the village. Why don't you take a rest first? Let's talk about something tomorrow."

"Anyway, it's impossible to get out of the mountain now."

The guide spread his hands helplessly, and said: "The river here will gradually increase over time. Only before the sun passes noon, the water level is normal. After noon, the rising water will flood the road and signposts going out of the mountain. will get lost."

"After all, the geographical situation here is quite special. According to your intellectuals, the magnetic field is chaotic, and all traditional methods will fail. Once you get lost in the mountains, you may not be able to get out."

The guide looked honest and sincere, as if what he said was true.

The words Yan Shixun originally planned to ask were stuck in his throat like this.

He silently glanced at the guide, and the guide was not afraid at all, allowing him to look at him openly, as if he was open and sincere without being afraid of investigation.

The scalding heat in his hand drew Yan Shixun's attention back.

He looked down and saw that the roasted sweet potatoes wrapped in paper and delivered to him were still hot from the fire, making his palms red.

But the guide in front of him was also pinching the roasted sweet potato, but he didn't think there was any problem at all, and he didn't feel the scalding temperature.

Working all year round, you have thick calluses in your hands, so you are not afraid of being scalded?

Questions flashed across Yan Shixun's mind.

Yan Shixun nodded, instead of expressing his doubts, he made a regretful expression and said, "That's really a coincidence, it seems that I can only interview them next time I have a chance."

The old man smiled and said: "There will be, there will be, and you will meet soon."

The guide also smiled and prepared to send Yan Shixun out: "It's getting dark quickly here, don't look at the sun now, when Mr. Yan walks back, it's probably going to be dark. Taking advantage of this time, Mr. Yan Let’s take a look at the scenery in the village again, or you won’t be able to see it.”

"Mr. Yan, go slowly."

The guide stood by the courtyard door and waved at Yan Shixun with an ordinary expression.

However, after watching Yan Shixun's figure disappear from his field of vision, the smile on the guide's face also slowly disappeared.

When he turned around and looked at the old man in the yard, his expression was cold and ferocious.

"Don't you really care?"

The guide's voice was very cold: "That's why I said, don't agree to cooperate with any bullshit official. If there are strange people among those people, we will be in danger."

"The previous few times when the officials came and fooled them, I was worried."

The guide sneered: "It turned out that you don't have a long memory, so come again this time."

The old man waved his hand indifferently, his expression was still kind: "Don't worry, with him here, it won't happen."

"He will protect us from the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death, and from the sorrows and troubles of the world."

The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, anyway... it will be there soon."

The guide paused when he heard the words, and then asked back: "How many days?"

The old man nodded: "It's today."

For a moment, the guide looked a little dazed.

But he quickly withdrew his expression and snorted coldly: "Insatiable greed, if you want one, you want two, sooner or later something will happen to you like this."

The old man had no choice but to say, "Aye."

The guide snorted and turned to leave the yard.

He didn't pay attention to his feet, and kicked over the fire that had just started to roast sweet potatoes.

From the gray-black ashes, a few unburned teeth rolled out, which had been yellowed and blackened by the fire.

The old man calmly picked up the broom next to him and walked over, bent down unhurriedly, and cleaned up the ashes on the ground in one place.

"Winter is coming, you have to prepare firewood for the winter."

The old man said to himself: "There is not much firewood left at home...where can I find new firewood?"

While muttering to himself, the grandfather walked steadily towards the back of the small wooden building, skillfully pouring ashes into the corner.

The door of the firewood room next to it was half open, and a piece of white hand bone rolled out from the crack of the door.

The old man saw it, and bent down to grab the hand bone, taking advantage of the situation, he actually pulled up the whole skeleton that had fallen on the ground.

He opened the door of the firewood room, and calmly threw the skeleton in his hand into it.

In the firewood room, there was a sound of bones colliding.

The pale skeletons smashed onto the other skeletons. The skeletons, which were neatly arranged like bundled firewood, suddenly fell down, one by one, and fell to the ground from their original standing position.

Some of the bones seemed to have been weathered due to the age, and the moment they fell on the ground, they were smashed into white bone slag and scattered in all directions.

"Squeak—crack!"

The door of the firewood room opened and closed again, and the sound of locking was heard from outside.

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

In the firewood room that had regained its calm, there was suddenly a small sound resounding.

The skeleton twisted its neck with difficulty, and aimed its dark eye sockets at the firewood door.

Even though it has lost its eyes and flesh and blood, it can still feel its despair.

It stretched out the bones of its hand, and tried to reach the door of the woodshed from the messy joints, opened the door, and left...

……

Yan Shixun remembered very clearly that when he went out to look for a guide, although the heat of the sun had dropped, it still shone brightly on the village, and the yellow chrysanthemums also fluttered against the sun, which was too beautiful to behold.

But at this time, when he left the old man's house in the village and walked in the village, he found that the sun was getting darker and darker little by little.

And now it's only three o'clock in the afternoon.

It gets dark so early?

Yan Shixun frowned, remembering what the guide said to him just now.

The river swelled, so it was impossible to go in and out of the mountains in the afternoon.

Yan Shixun had heard about this matter from the guide before he came.

When preparing for the shooting in the early stage, the guide communicated with the director team about the shooting process, and made it clear that they must enter the mountain before noon.

Because once it gets dark, it is the beginning of danger for this kind of incompletely developed deep mountain.

Without the sun to guide the direction, it is very likely to get lost in the mountains, and the darkness will also blind people's perception of the terrain. There are many pits and cliffs in the mountains, and it is impossible to step on the wrong foot and step into danger.

Both Yan Shixun and the director team agreed with this statement.

Especially Yan Shixun, who often goes into the deep mountains to look for those reclusive people, he knows very well that the more primitive and natural the mountains and rivers are, although they are beautiful, the more hidden dangers they have.

If a person with no field experience enters rashly, he may die of injury and shock, or starve to death due to getting lost.

However, even though he was prepared in his heart, Yan Shixun was a little surprised seeing the short sunshine time in Changshou Village, and even doubted what the guide said.

So he took his long legs and walked towards the river.

Going down the river, Yan Shixun noticed that the boulders in the river that he saw when he first came had no tops now, and he could only see the boulders submerged at the bottom of the river through the clear water.

And the soil on the bank was also moist due to the rising water level, and the river surface was much wider than what Yan Shixun first noticed.

Moreover, this upward trend has not stopped, but is still spreading rapidly.

It seemed that the guide hadn't lied to him, and the water level had indeed continued to rise.

The river water he can see now is like this. The water flow in other places is fast but the riverbed is narrow. I am afraid that the water level in those places is even higher.

After noon, getting in and out of the mountain is a real danger.

Yan Shixun stood tall and still by the river, in the land of no one, he had the opportunity to reorganize his thoughts.

He lowered his eyes to think, but always felt as if he had forgotten something.

But... he forgot what he forgot.

I can only vaguely remember that it should be a very important matter that requires him to investigate again, so I keep it in my heart and want to go again when there is no one else.

But this kind of impression is as pale as words written on the beach. Once the tide washes away, it fades once, and finally turns into nothingness.

Yan Shixun realized that the harder he tried to recall, the faster those memories would disappear, disappearing in his mind in an instant.

But the pain in his palm was still reminding him that something was wrong.

I must have forgotten something important.

But what is that?

Yan Shixun frowned tightly, his originally thin red lips were so tightly pursed that they turned white and formed a line.

He bit the soft flesh in his mouth with his teeth, using the pain to remind himself not to be distracted, but to focus on recalling.

Ordinary people control themselves by willpower.

At this moment, Yan Shixun seemed to be soberly trapped in a muddle, so he manipulated himself to fight against his own willpower.

Is there something you want him to forget?

Then he must remember!

Yan Shixun stood for a long time, until the chill of early winter and the chill of the water spread upwards along the Martin boots, and his whole calf was so cold that he was about to lose consciousness, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

But this time, he clearly remembered that there was something wrong with Changshou Village, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

Although Yan Shixun still can't find anything that makes him feel wrong, but he believes in the intuition brought by his consciousness of fighting ghosts for a long time.

And the fact that he kept forgetting what was wrong made Yan Shixun notice the weirdness.

Even if you can't leave now because of the high water, it doesn't matter. You will start tomorrow morning.

Yan Shixun quickly made a decision.

After sending all the people from the program group out of Changshou Village, he came back alone to see if he was suspicious and wronged Changshou Village, or Changshou Village... He really hid secrets that he didn't want people to know, and it was full of weirdness.

……

Beyond the mountain, homestay.

The proprietress was watching the stove and adding firewood to the hearth, while listening to the sound of firewood chopping coming from the backyard.

The crackling sound of firewood and the sound of chopping firewood in the backyard gave her a gentle sense of happiness, as if living a peaceful and leisurely life like this was the happiest thing she could find.

Feeling the warmth in front of her, the proprietress rubbed her hands together and sighed comfortably.

It's so cold even outside the mountains, I don't know how cold it must be in the mountains, next time the family member goes into the mountains to fetch water, and when he buys crops from Changshou Village, add some more clothes for him, don't catch a cold .

"I don't know how those who went to settle down endured it. In such a cold season, I don't see them coming out of the mountain."

The proprietress muttered softly.

When she looked up, she suddenly found that the sky outside the house was already dark, and she was a little puzzled: "It's only three o'clock, why is it getting dark so early? Is it going to change?"

The proprietress has been a homestay here for more than ten years, and it was the first time she saw it getting dark so early, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The sound of chopping wood in the backyard stopped.

There was a tooth-piercing voice rattling.

It was as if an ax was being dragged by someone, and the blade slid across the ground, crushing stones and logs, making an unpleasant sound.

But under the cover of the crackling of the fire, the proprietress didn't notice these slight sounds.

When I noticed something was wrong, it was because the proprietress was in a daze, and suddenly found a figure that was stretched out and projected on the wall in front of my eyes.

The shadow danced along with the flames, flickering bright and dark, hideous like a ghost.

The proprietress was startled, and quickly turned her head to look, only to see her husband standing at the door.

Her original fear subsided immediately, and she said with a smile: "No matter how you walk, you still make no sound, it scared me to death."

The man held the ax in his hand and did not speak.

He licked his dry and chapped lips, his eyes were as red as blood from the flames.

"you?"

"Ahhhhh!!"