At this time, the No. 444 bus had stopped silently. The two doors were opened, and there was endless darkness outside.
Feng Yun stood up first and walked towards the car, Yan Qilin followed closely behind, and Fatty walked at the back.
The car had obviously arrived at the stop, but the four people were still sitting in the car. When the fat man passed by the old lady, he took a curious look.
"Ka... Ka..."
Just when the fat man's eyes fell on the wrinkled face of the old lady, a sound of bone friction suddenly came from the silent carriage.
The fat man's eyes grew wider and wider. He noticed that the old lady was twisting her neck very stiffly and looking this way.
As the old lady twisted her neck more and more, the sound of bones rubbing became clearer and clearer.
By the end, the old lady's neck and body had almost formed a straight 60-degree angle.
This scene startled the unsuspecting fat man. He quickly turned around to look at Feng Yun and Yan Qilin, but he never thought of looking back again. They had already disappeared.
But it was this turn that made the fat man see the man sitting in front wearing shabby work clothes, the woman wearing a floral skirt, and the little girl wearing bright red clothes, their necks had been twisted at a 90-degree angle. She smiled sadly at him.
The common feature of these people is that their eyes are wide open and their mouths are cleft in a very weird arc.
They just watched the fat man smile quietly, and this silent, weird feeling of terror often made people shiver down their backs.
"Snapped!"
At this moment, a hand suddenly slapped the fat man on the shoulder. This move also brought the fat man's already tense nerves to the verge of collapse.
"Oh shit!"
A pig-like cry came from the fat man's mouth. His tiger body trembled, and he suddenly looked back, only to find that Feng Yun and Yan Qilin were standing behind him seriously at this moment, looking at him.
"Bureau...Director..."
The fat man was a little confused. When he looked around, the weird scene just now had long disappeared.
The four people were still sitting in their original positions looking out the window, which made the fat man realize that he had just seen an illusion again.
Feng Yun and Yan Qilin walked towards the car without saying a word. Fatty didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so he quickly followed.
But in his heart he was very confused about everything that had just happened, so while getting off the car, he approached Feng Yun and asked:
"Director, what happened just now? I seem to be hallucinating again.
But aren’t we already in an illusion? It stands to reason that what we see should be the same, right? "
Facing the fat man's questions, relevant folklore knowledge immediately appeared in Feng Yun's mind, which allowed him to always give answers to these questions immediately.
“There are Yin Shen, Yang Shen and Yuan Shen in the human body, which are as indispensable as the roots, stems and leaves of plants.
Everything in the world can be divided into yin and yang. Women are yin and men are yang. Therefore, men have more yang spirit, secondarily strong primordial spirit, and slightly weaker yin spirit.
Therefore, illusion is actually a spell that directly acts on these three gods, but the effects on the gods will naturally be different depending on the gods they act on.
The Yangshen of Yan Qilin and I are stronger than you, so the impact of this illusion will be much weaker than yours.
Your Yang Shen is slightly weaker, so you are likely to fall into this illusion again and fall into deeper hallucinations.
Fortunately..."
Feng Yun tugged on the red rope connecting their fingertips:
"The lifelines of the three of you and me are connected by a rope. If any one of you falls into the illusion, the others will be able to sense it very quickly. This way, with the help of external forces, you will not fall deeper into the illusion."
After hearing what Feng Yun said, Fatty suddenly felt a little unconvinced:
"Director, where did you come from? Why is my Yangshen weaker than yours?"
Feng Yun looked at the fat man deeply with a strange look, and then said unhurriedly:
"Your Yang Shen is weak, who is to blame? People with weak Yang Shen are either not children, or they are not righteous people.
Of the two mentioned above, which one do you relate to? "
"I……"
The fat man was speechless for a moment. Feng Yun's words really touched his lifeline, and even though he was unwilling to do so, he really couldn't say anything.
Because he is related to both of them!
"I'm already in my thirties, so I don't have a child's body or anything."
But just when the fat man muttered and wanted to ask Feng Yun and Yan Qilin if they were boys, his eyes were quickly attracted by a huge thing in the darkness not far away.
At this moment, the group of three people had got off the bus, and the No. 444 bus gradually disappeared at the end of the road.
The environment the three of them were in at the moment was filled with an indescribable weirdness.
The fat man looked around, then looked at the two people beside him with some surprise and said:
"Where we are now, are we still on Longhua Road?"
The fat man could vaguely recognize that this road was somewhat familiar, especially at the intersection not far away, where he could vaguely see the three characters Longhua Road.
But in the memories of Longhua Road, there were unfinished buildings on both sides, but now it seems that people live on both sides.
The pale lights shine through the windows of every house, bringing a little light to this dark road, so it makes it even more weird.
"Something's wrong..."
Yan Qilin, who didn't speak much, took the initiative to speak. He pointed at the house not far away and said:
"There are problems with the orientation of the houses here..."
Feng Yun nodded approvingly, then looked not far away and said with a calm expression:
"Sitting south and facing north is either bad or bad, especially when their backs are against a big locust tree..."
The huge thing that the fat man saw just now was a towering ancient tree standing not far away.
Although I don’t know the age of this tree, the trunk is so thick that even five or six adults can’t hold it.
Moreover, the branches of this big locust tree are lush and leafy, almost covering this area of the world, making it difficult for all the houses located below to get any light even during the day.
Although Feng Yun looked calm at the moment, he was also shocked in his heart by the scene before him.
In the field of folklore, there is a term called ghost house...
The definition of this kind of ghost house is different from what ordinary people know. It is not just that it does not have an advantage in Feng Shui, or that it is the residence of the dead.
In all things in the world, yin and yang are in opposition. Where there is a yang house, there must be a yin house.
It's like a mirror. Outside the mirror is the yang house, and inside is the yin house.
Every place has another side, like a reflection of the world in which living people live.
But Feng Yun never expected that they would be led by that bus to the Yin Mansion on Longhua Road.
Doesn't this mean that those missing people never left Longhua Road, but just entered another special "plane".
