The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

Liang Fei opened his eyes, his mind was still a little confused, and what came into view was the back of the seat.

Oh, this is on the bus to the ancient village.Liang Fei turned his head to look at Xu Yuan who was sitting next to him, his eyes were closed, as if he was in a dream.

He leaned out slightly again and looked behind.

As soon as Liang Fei turned his head, he met Du Yan's eyes.He didn't know what was wrong with him, so he called out out of nowhere: "Master Du."

Du Yan didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked, "What did you call me?"

The expression on Liang Fei's face was even more ignorant: "Ah? What did I call you just now, isn't it Du Yan?"

Xiao Lang, who was sitting next to Du Yan, heard it clearly, and said, "You just called him Master Du."

When Du Yan heard it, he teased with a half-smile: "What kind of dream are you having? Could it be that I was a monk in the dream?"

Liang Fei scratched the back of his head, pondered for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "It seems to be a dream, but I can't remember the specific content."

Xu Yuan woke up just in time, heard the conversation between the three, and said, "I fell asleep just now, and it seemed to be a short dream."

Zhou Tian turned around with an uneasy expression on his face: "Me too, although I don't remember the content, I feel very bad."

Wei Zizhe asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Zhou Tian said: "I can't say it, but I can feel it when I have a bad dream. I know that my breathing quickened several times just now, did you hear that?"

Wei Zizhe was taken aback: "I, I fell asleep just now."

Du Yan listened to the conversation of several people without interjecting. He had already expected the scene in front of him.

The resentful ghosts of another world, through Xiao Langneng's influence has been growing. The previous time, Xiao Lang could only be pulled into the dream by himself, but this time, it pulled all the people present into the dream, including Du Yan. .

Unlike others, Du Yan remembered clearly what happened in the dream.

At first, he didn't realize it was a dream either.It wasn't until he saw the weird grand master's chair in that house and the photo of the deceased that he began to vaguely realize that his group of people had all fallen into the same dream.

The basis of the dream is the grand master's chair. If the grand master's chair is not destroyed in time, the future direction of the dream should be even more terrifying.

Xiao Lang and his roommate will probably die one by one in the dream, but dying in the dream will not lead to physical death in the real world.

Just experiencing death in a dream, the moment of panic is enough to extinguish the three fires on their shoulders for a few seconds.During the three seconds when the real fire is extinguished, there are many things that ghosts in another world can do.

At that time, it may be that person who wakes up, maybe it is me, or it may be me with another soul hidden in my body.

After Li Gui got on his body, as long as he focused on hiding and didn't come out to make trouble for the time being, even Du Yan wouldn't be able to identify it for a while.If there is a ghost in the team, things will be a little out of control. Du Yan doesn't like this feeling, so naturally he won't let things develop to that point.

Although the situation has changed somewhat, it is still under control.

Du Yan scanned the inside of the car. Xiao Lang's friends, the three fires on their shoulders all had slight urination. The only female Zhou Tian was most affected.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Lang who was sitting next to him.Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang's three fires were not the same as before, the fires were blazing, and they were not affected by the image of the dream at all.

Thinking of Xiao Lang's performance in the dream, he has always been relatively calm, he was not frightened, and his emotions did not fluctuate too much.The three fires were not affected in any way, which is quite normal.

Du Yan felt a little pity in his heart, Xiao Langshi was an excellent seedling of a celestial master, with extraordinary talents and excellent psychological quality, but unfortunately it was too late to enter the industry when he was old.Now if he wants to fight against another Shunping city, he can only wrong him to be the king of ghosts.

Xiao Lang squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and asked Du Yan uncertainly, "Did I also fall asleep just now?"

Du Yan replied: "I don't know, probably. You also know that I didn't sleep well last night, so I caught up with it when I got in the car."

Tian Luo, who was behind them, heard this sentence, leaned over and said, "I just woke up. I slept well last night. For some reason, I suddenly felt very sleepy..."

Xu Yuan has always been a person who eases the atmosphere. Seeing that the direction of everyone's chatting is becoming more and more frightening, he quickly opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere: "It's quite comfortable to take this kind of bus, and the sun is on your body. , it’s not surprising that he fell asleep.”

Zhou Tian didn't say anything since just now, her face was solemn, and she was staring out of the window very nervously.

Wei Zizhe immediately noticed something was wrong with his girlfriend, and asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Tian glanced at him, then quickly turned his gaze out of the window: "I was just thinking. Is there any abandoned village beside this road?"

Wei Zizhe laughed at her: "Now tourism in the ancient villages is slowly picking up. The villages along the road are all in prime locations. How could there be any abandoned villages?"

"Could it be because of some karst cave or something? The wall cracked and the villagers of the whole village moved out."

Liang Fei laughed out loud when he heard Zhou Tian's answer: "Are you telling a thrilling adventure story?"

Zhou Tian said: "I don't know why, I just have this feeling."

After hearing this, Liang Fei raised his voice and asked the driver in front of him on a whim: "Master, is there any place like this on this road? It is a village where the whole village has suddenly moved away..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Fei murmured to himself in a low voice: "Ah, I forgot that the driver can't answer questions while driving."

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver in front replied: "How could there be such a place? We have never heard of any caves here. The houses in the village were built with a lot of painstaking effort. How could someone who came to support the elderly give up a good house and move away?"

Several passengers also interjected: "We have never heard of such a thing, little girl, don't think about it."

Hearing what everyone said, Zhou Tian's face softened a little.She forced a smile, and said to Wei Zizhe, "Maybe I've thought too much. Since I woke up just now, I've been feeling a little flustered."

Xiao Lang glanced over there, and said to Du Yan in a low voice: "To be honest, I don't know why, but I always feel that what Zhou Tian said makes sense."

Du Yan glanced at him: "I can't tell, you are quite sensitive and worrying."

Xiao Lang was choked by him, and he argued: "It's nothing, I just had a whim..."

Fortunately, as the bus driver said, we did not see any abandoned villages along the way.Zhou Tian was a little apprehensive, and then slowly settled down, and changed the subject to chat with everyone.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, the bus soon arrived at the entrance of the ancient village.

Xiao Lang and his party got out of the car, and the sharp-eyed local villagers saw that this was a tourist, and surrounded them in a swarm.

"Young man, do you want to eat? My kiln chicken is very famous, and it was on the TV station."

"The fish from my family's fish tank is very fresh, and it's fresh to order. Do you want to eat?"

"Stay in a hotel? A standard room with air conditioning, 81 nights, 24-hour hot water supply."

The bus had been leaving for a while, and Xiao Lang and his party were still surrounded by the roadside and could not move.

Du Yan couldn't bear this kind of scene the most, and the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.

Seeing this, Xiao Lang took a step forward to stand in front of him, raised his voice and said in local words: "We don't need to stay, we will leave on the same day."

As soon as these villagers heard that Xiao Lang spoke the local dialect, they knew that it was not easy to make money, so they could only leave in resentment.

After finally getting away from the crowd, everyone had time to look at this ancient village.There is no sign of an ancient village beside the road, it is completely like a modern countryside.

Many small residential buildings on Linma Road are four or five storeys high, and there are various signboards at the door of each house, where you can stay and eat or sell some handicrafts and souvenirs.

Xiao Lang looked at the time and found that it was past eleven o'clock.After discussing it with everyone, we decided to eat lunch outside before going to the ancient village, so as not to have to run out to eat after playing halfway inside.

The dishes of this kind of farmhouse are probably similar, so everyone randomly picked a small restaurant that looked relatively clean and walked in.

The restaurant is run by a husband and wife, they look very simple, and they work very neatly.

There is a minimum consumption for the private room. Once everyone added up, they would leave after a meal anyway, and sat down at a round table in the lobby.

Du Yan's position happened to be with his back facing the gate, and not far in front of him was a wall, a very ordinary wall, painted with white putty, the kind that can be seen everywhere.

It's just that the thing hanging on the wall is not ordinary. It is a photo, black and white.

There is a flower tied with white silk and satin on the photo frame.The photo was of an elderly man wearing a black cotton hat, exactly the same as the photo in the dream.

Xiao Lang followed Du Yan's gaze, and when he saw the posthumous photo on the wall, he explained: "This is our custom, you don't have to be afraid."

At this time, the proprietress of the restaurant was bringing tea, just in time to hear Xiao Lang's words.

Perhaps because she was afraid that these young people who came from outside the city would have some taboos when they saw this photo, she quickly explained: "Yes, yes, this is our custom in Shunping. When the elders pass away, they have to keep the photos at home. Three sticks of incense are offered every day."

Du Yan looked up: "This is you?"

The proprietress didn't shy away, and replied straightforwardly: "It's my father-in-law, who passed away two years ago."