After taking a look, Granny Yan said, "Do you know why this place is called Baifenling?"
I shook my head, but Yin Yang had quick eyes and quick hands, and took Granny Yan's package. When walking towards the path, Granny Yan said: "More than ten years ago, there used to be several villages here, and all of them were infected with a strange skin disease overnight. , the whole body was covered with insect eggs, densely packed, and in the last few villages there was no one left, and they all died of that terrible skin disease."
"The locality determined that it was infected by pigs, and this incident was later dismissed. But the real situation is not that simple!"
When I heard Granny Yan's words, I said, "Could there be other reasons?"
Granny Yan nodded, "Here is a black seedling who fled here from Southeast Asia and hid in Baifen Ridge."
As soon as Granny Yan finished speaking, I trembled and said, "You mean those villagers were all killed by black seedlings?"
"This place was later changed to Baifen Ridge, because these hills are full of graves. That person may not have left, but has been in Baifen Ridge all year round. After he killed the villagers with the sorcery of Nanyang, Gathered their souls."
Amulets are popular in Southeast Asia, but the ghosts raised in the amulets need to have resentment. Granny Yan said that there are many evil masters who specialize in such outrageous things.
When Yin Yang heard Granny Yan talk about these gods and ghosts, not only was he not frightened, but he said with interest, "When I was young, I saw a little old man who worshiped the mouse fairy. As sharp as a squirrel, that old man is very powerful, and he can see things very accurately."
Granny Yan didn't reply to Yin Yang's words, she took out a note and handed it to me, and said to me, "If we meet later, you two should stay away, if I win, it's fine, if I miss and lose to him, When you open this note again, you will naturally know what to do next."
I took it over, thinking that Meishan Village is not a good place, and Granny Yan might be able to stay there, but I was still a little nervous, so I asked, "If we meet, how confident are we in dealing with that person?"
"Eight floors."
Granny Yan said solemnly.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and Yin Yang said from the side, "Then just give it a shot, and it's over."
Granny Yan went into the mountain and walked about a few miles. At this time, it was completely dark, and the bright moon climbed over the treetops, reflecting shadows in the mountains and forests.
We came to a very spacious grassy clearing. Granny Yan sat in the middle of the clearing, took out a bright red candle, stuck it in the ground, and lit it with a match.
The pale yellow flame from the candle cast a terrifying light on her wrinkled face.
There is something wrong with this atmosphere. Yin Yang and I squatted far away in the grass, in the wilderness, which made people feel a bit chilly.
Granny Yan burned a pile of fire paper in the wasteland not far away, and drew a circle, and she sat in the circle. The swaying fire looked like a ghostly ghost from a distance, and it was a bit gloomy in the night.
About half an hour later, there was a rush of weeds blown by a gloomy wind, and Yin Yang suddenly pointed to the forest path not far away, and said excitedly, "Look, someone is coming."
Sure enough, the half-high weeds shook for a while, and a shadow of a person stepped out from inside.
The figure was a little far away, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He was not tall. He was wearing a linen jacket and a pair of rough black cloth trousers.
He should be the person Granny Yan mentioned.
Immediately I became nervous. After the man came out, he stood still far away. He turned around on the spot with his head facing us, and stood straight on the other side.
The more I look at it, the more I feel that this person reveals an indescribable gloom. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com