After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Yan Shixun's appearance reassured everyone.

Whether it was Song Ci or An Nanyuan, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces regained their smiles.

For them, no matter how difficult the situation is, as long as Yan Shixun is around, there is no need to worry.

Moreover, Yan Shixun once again proved this trust to them with reality.

The entire Shadow Puppet Museum collapsed into ruins, dead trees collapsed, and the dead bodies and shadow puppets that were chasing everyone in the courtyard fell lightly to the ground, turning into a piece of paper figurines, and those dead bodies turned into countless white people. paper money.

When the wind blows, the yard is full of blank paper money, just like a funeral.

Although such a scene is very unlucky, everyone has no time to take care of these small details now.

As far as they are concerned, as long as they can escape from death and welcome Yan Shixun back, it will be good.

Lu Xingxing hopped on one foot and kept waving at Yan Shixun and the two, so excited that he looked like a fool, making Song Ci look away, not wanting to admit that he had such a stupid friend.

"But Brother Yan, what's going on here?"

Song Ci asked worriedly, "Xie Lin is gone too."

Xie Lin?

Yan Shixun grabbed two figures from behind.

"Here, I picked it up." He calmly showed Xie Lin to Song Ci.

However, now that Xie Lin and Zhang Wubing are disgraced, the song god has completely lost the dignified and reserved appearance before.

Song Ci turned pale with shock: "Are you guys going to dig coal?"

Xie Lin coughed awkwardly and patted the dust off his body.

However, he always looks much better than Zhang Wubing——Zhang Wubing was already covered in ashes, and he couldn't help crying, so now his face is covered with black and gray marks. Make him look funny and pathetic.

Song Ci originally wanted to scold Zhang Wubing for not taking good care of Xie Lin, but when he saw Zhang Wubing's appearance, he stared at the little fool with complicated eyes for a long time, moved his lips, but finally said nothing.

Nan Tian also came over with concern, and asked why Xie Lin suddenly disappeared beside him, he didn't feel it at all.

When mentioning this, Xie Lin himself was at a loss.

He tried hard to think back for a long time, but he only remembered that he was so sleepy that he squinted his eyes while watching the shadow puppets, and had a sweet dream.

In the dream, he found his younger sister, her appearance remained unchanged from his memory, she was still the little girl who liked little skirts and dolls.

Then, they lived happily together, as if the kidnapping incident had never happened, and his suffering and suffering in the past twenty years had never happened.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Mr. Yan.

Although Xie Lin was a little bit reluctant, but because of the exact same face of his younger sister, he clearly knew that it was just a dream, so although he was nostalgic, he only sighed melancholy.

It's no different from everyone who feels lost after waking up from a beautiful dream.

"Dreaming? It doesn't sound dangerous...then why do you look like this?"

Song Ci looked up and down Xie Lin suspiciously.

Xie Lin's gray look looks like he just came back from rolling in the mud, and no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like he's getting through it safely.

Song Ci is well aware of how serious Xie Lin's depression is. He has been looking after him many times over the years, so Song Ci has habitually looked after him, fearing that if he is not paying attention, this person will be stimulated to seek death again.

He was worried that Xie Lin remembered something sad after dreaming about his sister, and did something while everyone was not paying attention.

But when this topic was brought up, Song Ci was keenly aware that the eyes of Xie Lin and Zhang Wubing were wandering, and he was not serious when he was talking about him.

Zhang Wubing also quietly raised his eyes to look in the direction of Ye Li, looking like a douchebag.

Then before Ye Li looked back, Zhang Wubing quickly withdrew his gaze, and hummed a song as if to cover up, acting as if he didn't do anything and didn't know anything.

Seeing this scene, Song Ci was full of question marks.

But Ye Li just raised his eyelashes indifferently, glanced over Zhang Wubing and Xie Lin, and then indifferently withdrew his gaze, not thinking there was any problem.

——When breaking through the shadow play of the woman being chased and killed by the villagers, Ye Li held Yan Shixun tightly in his arms, and the ghostly aura entangled and protected them, even the dust from the collapse of the village could not be splashed When it came to Yan Shixun, there was a corner of his clothes.

The group of ghosts bowed their heads in awe and avoidance, lest they offend Fengdu's other new master.

Many evil spirits hugged their heads and carried their intestines, trying to make themselves look like human beings, not looking so ferocious, for fear that their blood would dirty Yan Shixun's vision.

The respectful attitude is to the extent that ghost exorcists in the world will be surprised when they see it.

They didn't even dare to do such a big thing in their dreams, and if they released a big evil ghost who could cause harm to the world at will, they behaved like subordinates in front of Yan Shixun.

No, even the long-term workers in the old days couldn't do this.

But the evil spirits themselves knew very well that from now on, besides the Lord of Fengdu, Yan Shixun would be added to their list of not to be provoked.

It is true that they are fierce and evil, but because of this, they understand the deepest and softest emotions in human nature. What's more, many old ghosts have been in Fengdu for thousands of years, so they still have some insight.

Which ghost has seen the Lord of Fengdu so furious?

Before that, who dared to say that the reason for the Lord of Fengdu to reappear in the world of Fengdu was a stranger?

Yan Shixun did it.

Because of his disappearance, the Lord of Fengdu was cut off from the world and the avenue, smashing the universe and illusions, killing ghosts and ghosts hiding in this false world all the way, and wherever he walked, blood flowed like a river , The ghosts panicked and apologized.

And because Yan Shixun was chased and killed by the villagers, the Lord of Fengdu opened the Fengdu Hard Prison, allowing the imprisoned and tortured ghosts to come out of the abyss and hell, destroying the world.

Even Yan Shixun didn't know many things during this period, because Ye Li didn't think it was necessary to bother his exorcist.

However, the group of ghosts saw all this in their eyes.

Because the aura of heaven and earth here is very special, it is different from other worlds constructed by ghost aura, but similar to a shadow puppet show, the most realistic shadows of the characters will be projected on the curtain, so everyone here will show their original appearance revealed.

Including Yeli.

——The lord of Fengdu never thought that one day he would be restrained by the power of the old days. The him who was a thousand years ago cheated him now, making the side he used to walk in the world disappear. Let the real Lord of Fengdu appear here.

But precisely because of this, the group of ghosts and Fengdu all existed in the shadow of Ye Li, and they could clearly see all these developments.

Many of the fierce ghosts who slaughtered cities and villages thousands of years ago were terrified and said to themselves that they were lucky to see them, otherwise if they accidentally got into trouble with that ghost exorcist in the future, they would not know how they would be pinched to death by the Lord of Fengdu.

However, Yan Shixun had Ye Li by his side to protect him tightly, and he didn't blow a single strand of hair in that kind of destruction, but other people didn't have this kind of treatment.

Xie Lin and Zhang Wubing were hard brothers and sisters, they couldn't even open their eyes in the strong wind, their mouths were full of sand, their faces hurt from being hit by sand and stones, even two catties of sand could be shaken out of their clothes.

The two of them supported each other, followed behind the pair in front, and walked forward with difficulty, trying not to let themselves be blown away by the wind.

Zhang Wubing: This is not sand, this is dog food, dog food!If I don't eat, I have to forcefully feed until I'm full, and the slapping makes my face hurt. My brother Yan, ah, ah, ah.

Zhang Wubing never expected that Jing Xiaobao, whom he had taken precautions against, did not snatch Brother Yan, but Ye Li, whom he hadn't paid much attention to before, snatched his brother Yan.

Until now when he returned to the Shadow Puppet Museum, Zhang Wubing still had tears in his eyes, and he was very worried about it.

If it wasn't for the fact that he really couldn't beat Ye Li, he really wanted to cry and rush up to argue with the other party right now.

But when he thought of the destructive force value he saw before... Zhang Wubing shrank his neck cowardly, suffocating to death.

He even felt inexplicably whether he had a problem with Ye Li in his previous life.

Zhang Wubing touched his hair, which was soaked in wind and sand, and felt a little strange.

Why did he have the vague impression that he didn't like Ye Li in his previous life?

Strange, how could there be such an idea.

Zhang Wubing couldn't understand it.

Ye Li's gaze fell on Zhang Wubing for a short while, and soon he looked at Yan Shixun again, with a smile in his originally indifferent eyes.

——The favor and care of ghosts and gods have been given to only one person, so how can they be so distracted and care about other people.

And Yan Shixun was busy counting the number of people in the courtyard, checking who else was absent.

"However, didn't you say that you saw the two priests?"

Yan Shixun remembered what Ye Li said to him before, and suddenly said strangely: "The two priests didn't enter the shadow puppet show with you, nor were they in the courtyard. Where did they go?"

Ye Li also had some guesses about this.

Because he was eager to find Yan Shixun as soon as possible, so he didn't pay much attention to the two Taoist priests. Anyway, he believed that the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple would not be too weak. Anyway, these two people still have the ability to protect themselves. of.

What's more, the two priests were frightened when they saw Ye Li's undisguised slaughter of ghosts.

They had always thought that Ye Li was an exorcist of a sect that enshrined gods and had a complete inheritance, but they never expected that when Ye Li really shot without any restraint, he would be surrounded by monstrous ghosts.

Whether it's the ghostly aura or the power beyond the limit of the Taoist priest's cognition, they all show Ye Li's unusual identity.

The two priests were stunned.

However, with this pause, they couldn't catch up with Ye Li, and they didn't go to the same place with him.

Instead, it fell to other unknown places.

Ye Li knew something about it because his own image sculpture existed here thousands of years ago.

Since it is a shadow puppet show, there will not be only a single repertoire.Because Zhang Wubing was by his side at that time, Yan Shixun inexplicably entered the most dangerous show with that woman, which is also the source of all abnormalities in the Shadow Puppet Museum.

As for the others, such as the two lost priests, and the members of the program group who are not in the ruins of the museum, they should have gone to other plays.

The only commonality is that all of them have been replaced with shadow puppets.

For Tiandi, they are not human beings now, but lifeless shadow puppets.

Therefore, the Dao is blinded to judgment, and the heaven and the earth cannot intervene in the affairs here, and the magic, divination and calculation are all invalid.

Even if they have returned to the museum from the shadow puppet show, they have not really returned to reality.

Ye Li also remembered that the two priests said that when they came one step behind, the museum was empty, there was no one or motorcade, and they disappeared out of thin air.

The person who manipulated all this behind the scenes has not really appeared yet, and this shadow puppet show is still going on.

The gongs and drums sounded, and the erhu was mournful.

The lights exploded on the stage, and behind the curtain, the shadow puppets were pulled up by strings, and the shadow play was still being staged.

Ye Li also told Yan Shixun about the ebony statue, he was startled at first, and then pondered for a moment.

"So, what we have to deal with now is not only a mastermind who doesn't know where it is, but also a god statue that has been passed down from thousands of years ago and has your previous power?"

Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li with a half-smile.

Ye Li nodded helplessly, feeling even more resentful towards the person who caused the ebony statue to flow out.

He looked at Yan Shixun anxiously, afraid that his beloved exorcist would think that he made the situation complicated and tricky.

But no matter how Ye Li thinks about it, looking through the memories of thousands of years ago, he doesn't think that anyone would be able to see his existence at that time, and he was specially carved out of ebony into a statue, which is now used to suppress evil spirits in the Shadow Puppet Museum and nearby areas .

Fortunately, Yan Shixun didn't blame Ye Li for this, he still had some understanding of Ye Li.

The only god left under the Great Dao has never even responded to the ascetic's incantations and incense. Fengdu has appeared less and less in the world in the past hundred years, and many portraits of Emperor Fengdu that have been handed down are also different. The statue of Emperor Fengdu in Shao Taoist Temple is even only a whole piece of wood without a face.

It is impossible for Ye Li to take the initiative to let his true image be passed down, or even be carved into a god image.

——The material is still ebony, which is used to suppress evil spirits.

Yan Shixun knew in his heart that this was not Ye Li's style of doing things.

"Xiaobing and I watched other plays on the CD player. If it is true that everyone else, including the two priests, fell into other plays as you said, then I have an idea of ​​where they are going. gone."

After checking their messages with Ye Li, Yan Shixun turned his attention to other people.

Hearing what Yan Shixun said, Zhang Wubing was confused at first, and then soon realized what Yan Shixun was talking about.

"Oh yes! There was indeed another disc in the disc drive at the time."

Zhang Wubing suddenly realized: "We tried to play that CD at that time, but it was not at all the plot of a woman being chased and ran away that we saw at the beginning, and then it was turned off."

Yan Shixun nodded, affirming Zhang Wubing's statement: "Yes, since the medium for us to enter the theater is TV, since other people have not entered the same repertoire as us, and are not in the yard like Nan Tian, ​​then we can only One possibility remains."

"—they all went to other plays."

"However, this is a blessing in misfortune."

Yan Shixun said: "There are two Taoist priests here, and the rest of the program team met with the Taoist priests there, and their safety has been guaranteed."

"Now that the CD has been destroyed and we can't go to the show, then the focus will fall on our side."

Yan Shixun quickly sorted out the cause and effect, and keenly found out the most critical node.

When the situation is too complicated and tricky, the most effective way is to cut the mess quickly.

Only when he finds out who is manipulating the shadow puppetry behind the scenes as soon as possible, and undoes the shadow puppetry, all of them return to reality, and those who have separated from them can obtain real safety.

Beyond that, any approach could create a crisis for someone else, and the longer you stay in shadow puppetry, the worse it gets.

Speaking of CD players and manipulating shadow puppetry, Yan Shixun suddenly remembered that in the room with CDs and TV sets, on the posters, except for the few shadow puppet masters he saw who had died in the theater in the lake Besides, there were two other people who were not there.

One is Master Bai, the eighth-generation inheritor of Southwest Shadow Puppet No. 20, and the other is Zheng Shushu, a carpenter.

If it is manipulating the shadow puppets... is it that Master Bai who Zhang Wubing and the director team have gone to several times but have never met?

Yan Shixun pondered.

He rediscovered the previous memories, filtered them frame by frame, and screened out the inconsistencies.

Yan Shixun recalled that the people behind the scenes appeared twice, one time was behind the poster board, and the portraits of masters manipulating shadow puppets were painted on the wall.

Another time, it was a wooden sculpture of a woman sitting on the stage in the theater in the lake.

Zhang Wubing said at the time that this advertising method was novel and interesting, with portraits at the front, middle and back, enriching the layers of the poster.

But now it seems that that is not enriching the poster.

... In the portrait of the poster, no one died, only Master Bai remained.

Moreover, compared with the female wooden sculptures in the Lake Theater, there are six shadow puppets manipulating behind the poster, but there are only five female wooden sculptures in their hands.

There is one less.

Could it be Master Bai?

Yan Shixun asked everyone to check whether there were any wounds and how his body was, while thinking secretly in his heart.

Lu Xingxing squatted at Yan Shixun's feet with tears in his eyes, unable to stand up no matter what he said.

Although there are elements of deliberate coquettishness, Lu Xingxing's complexion is really not good now, it is as white as paper and transparent, and his mouth has no blood at all. If it is put on the Internet, people will praise it as "cold white skin and light lip color". Degree.

However, the excessive blood loss also caused his physical strength to lose rapidly, and his body temperature also dropped, and the calf holding Yan Shixun shivered.

"Yan, brother Yan, why don't you take off your coat for me."

Lu Xingxing's upper and lower teeth were chattering, it was as cold as if he was in a freezer.

The scarf tightly tied around his ankle was completely soaked in blood, and now he could even leave a blood mark wherever he sat.

However, he did not ask Yan Shixun to help him stop the bleeding.

Lu Xingxing heard what Yan Shixun said just now, and knew that the hemostatic spell would not work now, and his injury was related to the dead body, and ordinary medical methods were useless.

So he didn't plan to bother Yan Shixun, but obediently prepared to wait for Yan Shixun to bring everyone back to reality, and after the spell could be used, he would deal with his injuries.

Yan Shixun felt that he was hugged by an ice cube.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Lu Xingxing's weak appearance leaning softly on his leg.

Yan Shixun frowned, seeing Lu Xingxing's dire situation.

"Ye Li."

He called the real names of ghosts and gods in a flat tone, so familiar and natural that there was no estrangement, and there was no respect for ghosts and gods who were thousands of miles apart.

It was as if ghosts and gods had always stood by his side, being his peers and trusting existence.

Ye Li responded with a smile, because of Yan Shixun's friendly attitude, he was in a good mood, even seeing Lu Xingxing who hugged Yan Shixun, he was much more pleasing to the eye, not as unhappy as before.

"Xingxing's injury, can you stop the bleeding?"

Seeing the shadow covering him, Yan Shixun raised his eyes and asked naturally: "If this drags on, he will become a dead star."

"Although Master Song has another direct disciple, without such a stupid disciple, it would be a lot less fun."

Yan Shixun looked down at Lu Xingxing, smiled and said: "But don't worry, if you really die, the compensation for you from Xiaobing will definitely be enough, enough to build you a magnificent cemetery, and you can hire people to go to it every day. Incense, the incense burns endlessly."

Lu Xingxing: "!!!"

He looked at Yan Shixun in horror, and unconsciously let go of the hands holding Yan Shixun's long legs. He sat on the ground and crawled back quickly at a speed that was not suitable for his weakness, for fear of Yan Shixun Make plans for yourself after death.

He was afraid that Yan Shixun would continue talking, and even thought of the epitaph for him.

Lu Xingxing: Scared!Unexpectedly, the uncle and the aunt are as scary. I was young before, and I thought the aunt was more scary than the uncle... Woohoo.

Even Song Ci and the others looked at Lu Xingxing with sympathy.

They thought it was because Lu Xingxing was not good at learning, that's why they couldn't stop the bleeding, but they didn't expect that even Yan Shixun said the same thing.

Only then did Song Ci believe in Lu Xingxing, and because of this, he felt that this silly dog ​​was really miserable. He was teased back and forth by Brother Yan, and he looked like he was about to cry.

But when Lu Xingxing climbed halfway, he suddenly felt a force stop him from going.

When he looked up, he found that Ye Li was pressing against his back.

Ye Li grabbed Lu Xingxing's collar with one hand and pulled him up, strictly following what Yan Shixun said, turning a blind eye to Lu Xingxing's struggle and panic.

His slender palm brushed past, and a faint black ghostly aura covered Lu Xingxing's ankle.

Although for strangers, spells cannot be used.

But ghosts and gods already have power, so they don't need to communicate with the world through spells and borrow strength from the gods of the four directions.

Therefore, Ye Li was not affected.

If it wasn't for the evil being guarding this place, it was himself who was thousands of years ago, he wouldn't be unable to break through this place.

Thinking of the ebony statue, Ye Li's eyes turned cold, and his heart became more and more angry.

But Lu Xingxing felt the power close at hand, but mistakenly thought it was dissatisfaction with him, so he was frightened and trembled, stopped struggling without tears, and let Ye Li treat him dejectedly.

However, unlike the treatment of ghost exorcists in the world, Yeli is in charge of death, and his power is mostly related to death. Being submerged in ghost energy is a terrifying existence that ordinary strangers cannot bear, and ordinary ghosts cannot parry and deal with.

Except for those who naturally coexist with ghost aura like the evil ghost into the bones, there is no existence that can get along with Ye Li for a long time or even borrow strength.

——This is also the reason why Jing Xiaobao was able to successfully deceive Ye Li before he took on the Dao.

Although Jing Xiaobao is a fierce ghost, he is even more like a dead ghost.

As for the Lu Xingxing in front of him, although he was lent to him by Ye Li when he was in Nanming Mountain, but after all, he couldn't match the ghost energy.

So now, Ye Li could only crush the ghost energy into a thin layer and cover Lu Xingxing's wound.

Not only is he using his power to frighten the dirty things in Lu Xingxing's wound, so that the things don't dare to make trouble anymore and make the blood flow, but it is also a substitute for the scarf, which is better to tighten the wound tightly, which is equivalent to temporarily repairing Lu Xingxing's damaged wound. Blood vessel.

After Lu Xingxing found out that he was really not bleeding anymore, he who was downcast and held in Ye Li's hand suddenly exclaimed "Wow!" and regained his vitality.

"God, it's really useful!"

After Lu Xingxing was put down, he tried to move his hands and feet, and after finding that he was not affected, he jumped up and down.

"Thank you, auntie! You are the most powerful person in the world, and there is no one better than my auntie! Hahaha, thank you auntie...and uncle!"

The others looked at the energetic Lu Xingxing, and even though they had a headache from his yelling, they still laughed and shook their heads, thinking that it would be better to look at the energetic Lu Xingxing now compared to the listless Lu Xingxing before.

On the contrary, An Nanyuan was still stuck in thinking about what Yan Shixun said just now.

"Does it mean that it's like Alice in Wonderland, where everyone randomly falls down two rabbit holes?"

An Nanyuan asked Zhao Zhen: "Help me analyze it quickly, my brain is about to explode."

Zhao Zhen was helpless, but still nodded with a smile and said: "It should be like this, but you don't have to worry, Brother Yan is here."

An Nanyuan also laughed: "That's right, Brother Yan is much more reliable than Xing Xing."

Lu Xingxing: "I heard you talking bad about me!"

Yan Shixun was amused by Lu Xingxing, but after a "pop" laugh, he beckoned everyone to leave the ruins of the museum.

Now this land has not fallen like in the previous shadow puppet show, because they are still here, so Ye Li has not completely destroyed the museum for the time being.

However, it is also time.

Just when everyone was about to leave, the remaining gate of the Shadow Puppet Museum was suddenly knocked from outside.

"Boom..."

"Boom boom boom!"

Yan Shixun keenly caught this sound, he immediately turned around, and looked towards the gate as fast as lightning.

But behind the ruined walls, there was a middle-aged man standing, looking into the ruins of the museum with his neck stretched out in curiosity and shock.

The middle-aged man saw Yan Shixun noticed him, and immediately scratched his head in embarrassment, and explained with a smile: "I heard a very loud voice coming from here, so I just wanted to see the excitement, but I didn't expect there to be people exist."

"Are you here for tourism? But no one has come to see the shadow puppets here for many years. I thought no one would come here."

The middle-aged man looks really surprised. His face is full of weather and wrinkles that have been honed by life, but there is no evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes. He has a refreshing and simple feeling. It is a face that makes people subconsciously trust .

He was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, and there were a lot of dead branches and sticks piled up here and there. It seemed that he came out to pick up wood for firewood.

And although his clothes seemed to have faded after being washed many times, they were still clean and tidy. One could tell at a glance that he was a person who took care of his life, not the kind of person who lived in a daze.

No matter how you look at it, this is a person who will make people feel good.

The middle-aged man didn't notice Yan Shixun's scrutinizing eyes. He looked like an ordinary farmer or craftsman. He had all the shining points of this type of person, but because he didn't deal with outsiders all the year round, his gaze on other people was also unimportant. Insensitivity.

"I just said that this dilapidated house has not been repaired for many years, and it will collapse one day sooner or later. The village still doesn't believe me. Look, isn't something wrong with this?"

The middle-aged man muttered a few words in a low voice, and then quickly asked Yan Shixun, "Are you a tour guide? Hey, you should check it out before you come. This museum hasn't been repaired for more than ten years. It was soaked in water again during the flood season, and the foundation was brittle, and it was already prone to collapse, and it was already a dilapidated building.”

"It's my fault too, I should find some paint and write a dilapidated building on it."

The middle-aged man sighed, and asked with concern: "Are you all right? Is anyone injured?"

Yan Shixun frowned slightly, and looked at the middle-aged man calmly, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this man was really like what he said, a person who lived in the surrounding village, and he came over to check when he heard the sound.

He slightly turned his head to look at Ye Li beside him, and asked Ye Li with his eyes, what does this person's soul look like, whether there is any sin, or other abnormalities.

Ye Li understood, and blinked at Yan Shixun: No, this person has neither karma nor ghost aura, just like ordinary people.

Although Yan Shixun was still a little puzzled, why they were clearly in the shadow puppet show instead of reality, but there were still villagers there.

But since he and Ye Li were combined together, they didn't see anything wrong with this person...

Yan Shixun asked the middle-aged man, "We are not injured, thank you. Are you managing the Shadow Puppet Museum?"

"It can't be said that I am in charge, it is actually an industry in the village, and it used to rely on this income."

The middle-aged man scratched his head and said with a smile: "But we don't know how to manage it, and there are few people watching shadow puppetry. Now there are new and fashionable things, so no one comes here. If you don't like trouble, just leave it here."

"I just take a look at it when I'm picking up firewood or passing by. It's not management."

The middle-aged man said worriedly: "In summer, I was worried that it would collapse, but now you see, I was really right to worry, it really collapsed."

"It's just that you are not injured, otherwise I would be too sorry."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Look at your clothes, you are all from the city, right? You live a good life, and you don't know anything. Now it costs money to buy a house, and it used to be built with funds from the villagers. I Even if you want to pick it up, you don’t have money, and the village doesn’t agree.”

"There are no hotels around here. Now that the sun is setting, where are you staying tonight? To put it bluntly, the surrounding area is all wilderness. Except for our village, if you want to see people again, you have to walk fifty or sixty miles Where is the land?"

He suggested with concern and enthusiasm: "If you don't dislike it, you can stay in our village for one night first, and leave tomorrow morning? I don't think your tourist bus has come back to pick you up. Is there something wrong? "

From this person's words, Yan Shixun could tell that this person was really from the village where the inheritor of the shadow puppetry lived, and he had also experienced the tourist scene when the shadow puppetry of Baizhi Lake was prosperous in the past, and he also knew about buses and tour guides, etc. process.

Zhang Wubing also whispered: "There is indeed a village next to the museum. It is the village where the inheritor Master Bai lives. The director team has been there several times. We originally decided to use the folk houses there, but we didn't expect to visit a museum on the way. Something could happen..."

Yan Shixun glanced over with a half-smile, and Zhang Wubing immediately closed his mouth silently, making a gesture of zipping his mouth.

Okay, he shouldn't say that he didn't expect something to happen... But he didn't want to either, QAQ.

Yan Shixun threw Zhang Wubing to the front, and went to ask the middle-aged man for information.

Since Zhang Wubing said that the director team had booked a house with the villagers in the village before, they knew something about the situation in the village.If he can really match up with a middle-aged man, then he should be fine.

"Oh, you and Uncle Bai have booked his house."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized, patted his thigh, and said, "I mean, why does he look like he has made a fortune recently?"

"That's just right. Since you are going to the village and I'm going home, let's go together. It's not far from the small path. It's half an hour faster than you walking on the dirt road. This mountain is no worse than your city. Here, you have to get home before dark, otherwise there are wolves on this mountain, and it is easy to bump into dirty things."

The middle-aged man raised his finger and pointed to the nearby mountain: "This used to be the grave of the village. Many children said that they saw dirty things here, and they were frightened. Those buried corpses attracted many wolves and other wild animals. Well, many graves have been dug by them. The mountain is dangerous, if you really stay here for one night, it will be too unsafe."

He smiled and said: "However, I'm still worrying about it here. I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. You have already thought about it."

Yan Shixun suddenly called out and asked the middle-aged man, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zheng Shu."

He didn't have the slightest intention to hide, and said with a straightforward smile: "I also do carpentry work occasionally, so you can call me Master Zheng."

Yan Shixun immediately realized where the familiar feeling came from when he saw this person.

Zheng Shu...

That master woodworker that was on the poster before.

However, the expression of Zheng Shushu on the poster is vaguely cold. Although he looks the same as the person in front of him, the Zheng Shushu in front of him is obviously much more cheerful and seems to be living a good life.

But apart from these, there are no other problems, and the information on Zhang Wubing's side can also be matched.

Yan Shixun nodded, and prepared to go to the village to "overnight" with Zheng Shushu.

——Although I will definitely not be able to sleep after this sleep, it would be nice to have a place where guests can settle down. I can also inquire about some news in the village by the way, and maybe I can find a way to leave.

Thinking in this way, although Yan Shixun did not relax his vigilance, he and Zheng Shushu walked on the path he said was a shortcut to the village together with the others.

……

The White Paper Lake incident requested by the official person in charge was already in front of his eyes.

He opened the file and saw the ending above at a glance.

Many people died in the village.