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After walking around the village, I found nothing special.
Everything is calm.
But this kind of calm made Yang Jian feel a little uneasy.
After all, according to the data, there is indeed a supernatural event here, and it is absolutely impossible for that company to use a false news to let Yang Jian and the group of people from the Xiaoqiang Club come over.
Simple deception has no meaning, it will only bring endless troubles to oneself.
"There must be something unusual here, maybe it's just that I haven't noticed it, it's better to find someone to ask." Yang Jian thought to himself.
He unknowingly came to the back of the village.
At the moment, an old man in his early sixties is tending his vegetable garden.
Yang Jian walked over and said hello: "Master, are you growing vegetables?"
The old man glanced back, and continued to be busy with his own affairs.
"Master, I'm a visitor from the city, and I want to ask you, why does this village seem deserted, and there are still funerals at the entrance of the village What happened?" Yang Jian asked road.
"Get out~!"
The old man replied with a very unfriendly attitude.
""
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, but he was not angry, and continued to ask: "Master, do you know how the man at the entrance of the village died? It's a pity that he died like this because he was young and good-looking."
"Get out~!"
The old man's enunciation is clear, and each roll is calm and powerful, as if it has been tempered.
"Master, can't you talk about it carefully, don't you just say this one word?" Yang Jian asked.
"Get out of here, you little brats, don't you see that your uncle is very busy?"
The old man squinted at Yang Jian, his attitude was far from unfriendly, it was simply bad.
Yang Jian thought for a while, and took out a hundred yuan from his pocket: "Three questions, one hundred yuan, how about it?"
When the old man saw the one hundred yuan, he was stunned for a moment, then he dropped the vegetable seedling in his hand vigorously, ran up to Yang Jian, took the one hundred yuan away very quickly, and then said with a smile: "Which family's child is really promising. If you want to ask anything, just ask. There is nothing in Huanggang Village that I don't know about."
The power of money is indeed powerful.
Yang Jian sighed in his heart, and asked: "Master, this Huanggang Village has always been so deserted, but is it like this recently?"
"It's always been like this. The young people in the village have gone to the city to buy houses to live in. The village is more lively during the Chinese New Year. Usually it's us old people who stay in the village," said the old man.
"Did anything strange happen in Huanggang Village recently?" Yang Jian asked again.
"Nothing strange." The old man shook his head.
Yang Jian said: "Which family died in the mourning hall at the entrance of the village?"
"I don't know." The old man said; "There is no such person in the village, maybe he is a relative of some family."
do not know?
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment. Someone died in this village and he was attending a funeral. The old man didn't know him.
This is obviously unreasonable.
According to normal folk customs, when someone dies in a family, it must be spread everywhere.
"Actually, what I want to ask is, is there any possibility that your Huanggang Villagehas been haunted recently?" Yang Jian finally asked straight to the point.
Haunted?
The uncle was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he was a little unbelievable, but then he rubbed his fingers again, with a strong hint.
""
Almost forgot, this is already the fourth question, I didn't expect this uncle to be so honest.
Yang Jian gave him another hundred yuan.
Only then did the uncle open his mouth and said, "Every year, people in the village say that there are ghosts. They have been haunted for decades, but they haven't seen any farts. You look like a man who has read books. What's wrong? Young people like to listen to ghost stories now. Is it?"
"That's not true, I just asked casually." Yang Jian said casually.
He was a little disappointed.
It feels like I haven't gotten anything useful.
Is there really a supernatural event in this Huanggang Village?
"By the way, uncle, do you have any place to borrow here? I want to stay here for a few days." Yang Jian asked.
"There is an empty room in my house, one hundred yuan a night, can't I live in it?" said the old man, and he started a business with Yang Jian.
That's it.
He is temporarily renting, no, he should be renting at this old man's house.
This old man is Liu Genrong, one of the left-behind elderly in this village.
I heard from him that his two sons both live in Dachang City, and they will only come back when there is something to do at home. As for his wife, he passed away last year.
"Three days, I only plan to stay here for three days. If nothing happens within three days, I will return to Dachang City to settle accounts with that Sun Lihong."
"Even if there are really supernatural events here, if the ghost is really hiding deep and doesn't plan to show up, I don't have the time to search slowly. After all, I don't have the time to spend it all the time."
With this in mind, Yang Jian fell asleep in the room of old man Liu Genrong's home.
The restlessness of Li Gui's recovery made him not sleep very peacefully.
He has been in the pain of being tortured, his whole body is paralyzed as usual, and he feels that something in his body is constantly taking over his body.
This feeling is very weird, I can't say it.
But it was while Yang Jian was sleeping.
A weak, powerless cough suddenly sounded from downstairs.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The voice seemed to appear right at Liu Genrong's gate.
The sound made Yang Jian, who was paralyzed on the boat, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Is this the voice of the day?"
"Wait, something is wrong, someone has gone upstairs."
Then Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly, and he heard a heavy footstep coming from the stairs.
He lives on the second floor of Liu Genrong's house, while Liu Genrong lives next door.
In other words, there is no one on the first floor.
Moreover, it was dark outside and the door was locked, so it was impossible for anyone to come in.
"No, it's unlucky, when is it bad, but at this time." Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead.
He is now paralyzed and unable to move.
"Step, step, step~!"
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor.
From far to near.
And it can be clearly judged from the sound that a person is walking down the stairs to the second floor.
One step at a time, no more steps, no less steps.
It seems that the action is relatively slow.
Yang Jian tried to look in the direction of the gate, his head couldn't move, but his eyes could turn a little.
But I can't see clearly.
There was no light outside the window, and he couldn't see the direction of the door at all.
Suddenly.
The heavy footsteps in the stairwell stopped.
That thing came to the second floor.
At this moment, Yang Jian didn't care how or where it came from. He only cared about whether the thing at the door was looking for himor Liu Genrong.
Of course, it is also possible that it was found randomly.
However, the structure of rural houses is simple, and the doors of the two rooms on the second floor are opposite.
If it was really random, Yang Jian would have a half chance of not being selected.
"Wait, that thing doesn't seem to be coming in."
Suddenly.
He heard footsteps outside the door again.
It seemed as if someone was wandering at the door in the darkness, and footsteps sounded back and forth.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Like a terminally ill person, it seems that he will die of illness at any time.
The things outside are not willing to leave.
In the room, Yang Jian was staring at the direction of the door, the string in his heart was tense, for fear that something would come in.
In his current state, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't escape, so he could only pray in his heart.
"Probably won't come in."
After a while, when I heard the footsteps outside the door without any intention of walking in, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Let's just say, I can't be so unlucky.
However, when he thought of the murder method of the door knocker in the school, he couldn't relax.
What if the thing at the door doesn't need to open the door to kill people?
"No, it's absolutely impossible. If the person outside the door is really a ghost and has the ability to knock on the door like a ghost, then it is impossible for anyone in this village to survive, and they would have died a long time ago." Yang Jian refuted the suspicion in his heart. that worry.
However, at this moment.
The footsteps at the door suddenly stopped.
"Crunch"
There was a sound of the door opening in the darkness.
Yang Jian's heart shrank instantly.
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However, at this moment.
The footsteps at the door suddenly stopped.
"Crunch"
There was a sound of the door opening in the darkness.
Yang Jian's heart shrank instantly.
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