When the sun was setting in the west, the two cars had already entered the area of Zaoyuan Manor. As Qian Yipeng said, there are mountains and water here, and the mountains and waterways form divisions, forming a pattern in which each cluster of settlements is surrounded by large agricultural areas outside. Qian Yipeng also explained on the way that the old garden was the original part of Zaoyuan Village. From the hillside to the foot of the mountain, forestry and terraced fields were their main sources of agriculture. Xiahe is slightly downstream of the waterway. A large number of paddy fields, fisheries, and breeding industries have contributed to the prosperity here. It is now the largest settlement. What Lu Ning and others are driving past is Dadong Road. The entire Zaoyuanzhuang is most like a modern town. It was formed with the construction of the road and is a large gathering area for the secondary and tertiary industries. Caowazi is the former reservoir area, which is slightly remote. It was established by a group of people taking advantage of the environment around the reservoir. There are many wild birds living here, which attracts many photography and bird enthusiasts.
Such a dispersed but united town structure actually brings a lot of difficulties to the investigation. Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be too late yet. At least Bai Li didn't seem to have started yet.
When Qian Yipeng heard that everyone was coming, he immediately said that it would be better to go directly to his house. He lived in Xiaheshuo, which was a farmyard and could be accommodated even if everyone passed by.
Along the road, we slowly drove out of the Great East Road. The surrounding houses gradually became sparse. The fields burned by fires after harvesting were waiting for the first snowfall in winter. As the sun gradually set, these scenes also slowly Slowly disappearing into the night.
Lu Ning's car was behind her, and while she was driving attentively, she suddenly felt her field of vision brighten up, and Chen Hang's car in front of her swayed suddenly. Fortunately, the speed was not fast, and it did not turn down the slope. Before anyone could react, a car with high beams on passed by and sped away. Lu Ning immediately grabbed her cell phone and called Zhou Shilan in the car in front.
"Are you okay?"
"No... I was just shaken a bit." Zhou Shilan whispered, and Chen Hang could be heard cursing behind him.
"Why are there still people like this?" Teng Xuan also wanted to get angry, "You still turn on your high beams when you go out on the road at night. You are really in a hurry to get on the road, right?"
"Stop complaining about people like this. Sooner or later there will be retribution. Let's go to Qian Yipeng's house first. We'll be there in five minutes." Lu Ning reassured him.
This episode did not affect their arrival at the address Qian Yipeng gave them in Xiahe. This is a very large farmyard. Probably because the area was sparsely populated in the past, the house was built as brightly as possible. There are three entrances to the yard. In addition to the front yard, there is also a middle yard. Small courtyard? Behind it is half a vegetable garden.
Chen Hang made a phone call before arriving. Qian Yipeng was already waiting at the door.
"Hey, old Qian, this is really your home, it's not small!" Chen Hang was also shocked by the size.
"Is it considered an ancestral home? My two uncles usually live here? Don't worry, they are very enthusiastic? Mainly because grandparents are buried here? I have to come back during the Qingming Festival." Qian Yipeng said with a smile, " My dad was very happy to hear that friends came to visit.”
"You didn't tell them about that, right?" Chen Hang asked.
"You didn't tell me? But these people you brought..."
Chen Hang grinned and gestured with his hands: "My cousin, the teacher hired by Zhou Shilan's family, are those two uncles of Li Wenyue? If we drag the family here, it's not without giving money? At worst, we can use this to convince your dad."
"Your excuse is so random." Qian Yipeng shrugged helplessly.
That being said, Qian Yipeng's father, mother and two uncles were quite enthusiastic.
Uncle Qian is already married. This year, did he send his daughter-in-law back to her parents' home to celebrate the New Year? He seems to be planning to go to his wife's parents' home to celebrate the New Year, so he will do what he should have done a few years ago here. Is Sanshu Qian really the person who looks after the house here? He is not married? He has adopted a child? His name is Qian Yirong? He is four years younger than Qian Yipeng. He seems to be a little afraid of strangers. He said hello to everyone and ran back. own house.
Although it is a farmhouse, there is no shortage of modern daily necessities here, and the Internet is also smooth. What Qian Yipeng found for everyone was the two big rooms in the second courtyard, both of which had a big kang, which was enough for sleeping.
"You haven't had dinner yet? We've all eaten today. I'll warm you up later and treat you well tomorrow. By the way, do these Taoist priests have anything they don't want to eat?" Qian Yi Peng asked after arranging a sleeping place.
Jin Yuntai shook his head and smiled: "Thank you for taking care of me. We have no taboos and we don't need luxurious food."
"By the way, Lao Qian, does anyone go out at night in your place?" Chen Hang thought of something, "We were hit by a high-beam dog on the way here just now. Do you know who has this habit?"
"Well... that might be Ge Lu, who is also from Xiaheshuo. He made a fortune for some reason, and his domineering appearance is quite annoying. The behavior you mentioned sounds like what he did. When you see the car What's it like?"
"License plate gu9874." Lu Ning said.
"That's Ge Lu's car, that's right." Qian Yipeng nodded, "But if nothing serious happens, it's better not to look for him. That guy is a scoundrel, and he will make a mess if he gets stuck on him."
"Chen Hang, if that person has nothing to do with our purpose, let him go first." Lu Ning persuaded Chen Hang, and Chen Hang curled his lips without comment.
Qian's father soon came to invite everyone to eat. He cooked fish with pancakes, mixed vegetables, fried sausages and garlic sprouts, and added polenta. It was a very farm-style meal. Chen Hang took the initiative to go over and talk to Qian's father and Uncle Lian, but he didn't know what they said. In short, when they came back together, Lu Ning felt that they were more enthusiastic.
After being frightened and running for a day, everyone was already hungry. Except for Lu Ning, Chen Hang and the three monks who were a little more restrained, the rest of the people ate happily, even the two little ones brought by Tang Haiyao I also ate a lot. And what happens after such a heavy meal is——
"Haha~~~~" Qi Mei yawned widely, and then this yawn seemed to be contagious and attracted several people to start. Tang Haiyao's younger siblings almost fell asleep leaning against her.
"It seems that everyone is tired." Chen Hang stood up and stretched his body. "It's late today anyway. Let's go to bed first. We'll talk about anything in the morning."
"Um...Chen Hang, look at this." Zhou Shilan swiped her phone, pulled Chen Hang's arm, and asked him to come closer.
"What? Is it your turn?"
Hearing these words, Lu Ning also took out her phone and looked at it. Sure enough, another Solitaire section had been uploaded, and the next one seemed to be in Zhou Shilan's hands.
"We have to discuss it." Lu Ning said.
"Well, Shilan, you should give us a little advantage in your story." Chen Hang also said, "Let's take a look at what the previous person wrote first."
The low temperature in mountain villages is also related to the vast area and sparsely populated conditions and geographical location. It is already the middle of winter and the end of the year is approaching. The coldness of the earth is even more biting. Usually no one goes out at night.
Lu Jiangyang was lying in bed. He could feel the warmth from the remaining fire under the kang, and could also hear the subtle snoring of his friend Yang Cai not far away. Without the experience during the day, without the purpose of coming here, he believed that this would have been a pleasant farmhouse recreation.
But that's not the case.
The moonlight was bright, and the curtains in the living room were not thick enough to block out all the skylight. You could still see the moonlight seeping into the room through the small gaps in the curtains. The shadow brought by the light swayed in front of his eyes, and a gust of wind turned it into a twisted and squirming shadow, like countless long hairs dancing. But when he looked closely, he realized that it was just an illusion, just the thatch hanging from the eaves being blown by the wind.
Lu Jiangyang couldn't sleep, so he took out his mobile phone and checked the rumors about the drowned woman again. It's a pity that this move was just for psychological comfort. As a person who was going to conduct an on-site investigation, he had repeatedly compared the information about the drowned woman in several places before, and there was nothing new at this time.
Insomnia, nervousness, anxiety, panic... the mixed emotions made Lu Jiangyang feel a little urgent to urinate at night when the remaining warmth slowly dissipated.
He now knew that the phrase "scared to the point of peeing" sometimes had a true meaning.
Of course, Lu Jiangyang was not so scared that he didn't even dare to go out to use the toilet. In rural houses, the toilet is built opposite the yard to facilitate retting. Of course, it's not very far. You can go out from the door of the house and cross the dirt road. The total distance is no more than twenty meters.
He put on his clothes, left the warm bed, and walked towards the toilet, complaining in a low voice that there was no toilet here and it was really inconvenient in the countryside.
The chill began to penetrate. It was a winter night with a thin moon and stars. After Lu Jiangyang quickly solved his physical problem, he hurriedly started running back. He already missed his bed. But just as he was running towards the door, he suddenly heard a "pop".
It seems like something fell into the water? But Lu Jiangyang remembered clearly that the farmhouse where he stayed was relatively far from the water, and he had to walk at least more than a hundred meters to see the river. There is absolutely no body of water nearby where you can fall into the water.
Is that a water tank? There were indeed three large water tanks in the farmyard. Lu Jiangyang also took a closer look during the day. They were all half-full and not enough to drown people. And the direction where the sound was heard just now was not in the corner where the water tank was.
He heard his teeth clashing gently. He couldn't tell whether it was cold or frightened. At this moment, he was at the door. He could rush into the house in one step and call for help by opening his mouth.
The body becomes stiff.
He vowed that if he could go back alive, he would scold those idiots who commented on horror movies such as "Why didn't you run away?" "Why didn't you call someone?" These people had never felt this way before - he even subconsciously He held his breath, almost thinking that he was a dead person.
The sound of water is not a clear sound, but like the sound of muddy mud, and it also sounds like a person slowly cutting through the mud and walking in the mud. The voice was becoming clearer in his ears, and the only good thing was that it wasn't coming towards him. Lu Jiangyang felt that the hairs all over his body had stood up. He adjusted his head slightly so that he could glance in the direction of the sound from the corner of his sight. The moonlight was bright and the field of vision was good, so he saw——
Two heads were moving slowly along the dirt road.
One was completely covered by hair and seemed to be a woman, with no face at all, while the other was a child with a swollen face, like a drowned corpse. The moment Lu Jiangyang saw it, his mind went completely blank. At the same moment, the woman's head tilted. Although he didn't see it, he felt that the two sides were looking at each other.
In such cold weather, Lu Jiangyang instantly felt that his body was soaked with sweat.
He screamed, but the sound was just a few hoarse roars, or in other words, he thought he was roaring. No one heard him, no one knew he was screaming.
The next day, Yang Cai got up and found that Lu Jiangyang was not in bed. When he went out, he found his friend who had fainted at the door. He tried Lu Jiangyang's forehead and found that he had developed a high fever. He had no choice but to borrow a car from his boss and took Lu Jiangyang back to Gengwu City.
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"Ye Qin's first story ended quite interestingly," Chen Hang said after reading it.
"It's like... an incident has come to an end, but everyone knows that the incident has not really ended yet." Zhou Shilan said a little uneasily.
"Then the question comes back to us, Shilan, what should we do." Chen Hang said, "We can continue this story, but don't we still have a few lines?"
"Currently, there are still lines for Hai Yao and I to go to Mi City, Deng Changjun's family line and Min Feng's line for Taoist priests." Lu Ning added.
"Then how about we arrange some escorts for Wen Yue first? Just say that she met a Taoist sect there and had long discovered that there were evil spirits in the secret city, so we came together..."
"I appreciate your kindness, but I think this is unlikely to work." Lu Ning said.
"Why?" Chen Hang asked.
"This is a horror story, not ghost hunting. Even the part about Min Feng that introduces Taoism focuses on the horror plot. The Taoist uncle is just for embellishment. Of course you can try it, but your twelve hours are to The overnight stay is not as abundant as the twelve hours during the day. Judging from the deadline, it should be...the manuscript must be handed in at 8:30 tomorrow morning." Lu Ning gave herself a reason.
Chen Hang also glanced at Zhou Shilan worriedly.
"An Xin, it would be too easy to write 500 words normally. It's just that we want to stuff some personal information into these 500 words, so we have to plan carefully. Why don't we ask a few Taoist priests to give us some suitable entry methods? . Although we can't arrange an entire Taoist sect, we can happen to meet a very capable wandering Taoist priest, right?" Lu Ning smiled slightly, "After all, it was the president who asked us not to die early. There are undead people in the early stage of ghost stories. It’s also appropriate for noble people to help.”
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