The three of them finished eating the steamed buns and each had three bowls of white rice. Only then did the three of them fill their stomachs and feel satisfied.
It's windy and rainy outside, and it's still early before dark, so we can still go some distance.
The three of them stood up and were about to walk out of the tavern, but the other guests taking shelter from the rain stared at them with doubts in their eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey... you three guests, it's already late, where are you going?" The waiter stopped them in a hurry.
Song Che pointed to the bright outside: "It's not yet the official time, and it's still bright. How can it be too late?"
Liao Heng sighed, took out a few taels of broken silver from his arms and handed it over: "Thank you for the hospitality. We have never been freeloaders."
"No, sir, you have misunderstood," the waiter pushed back the silver, "For other places, it is indeed too early at this moment, but here, we have no way out!"
"Oh? Why is that?" Song Che frowned slightly. Looking at the indifferent businessmen in the hall, he suddenly felt a little strange.
The waiter showed a frightened look at first: "You are from out of town, and you don't know the weirdness here. After leaving our store and walking about seven or eight miles further, you will find the Shima Forest. The forest is so big that it takes less than two hours. I can't get out, and there are wild beasts and ghosts in the forest. They will come out to cause mischief at night and harm many people... Oops, I feel a chill on the back of my neck now. Anyway, you'd better not leave. Just stay here Let’s stay in our store!”
"Hahaha……"
Liao Heng laughed loudly: "You want me to believe that there are ferocious beasts in the forest. Demons and ghosts are so superstitious that they can only deceive a three-year-old child. How can they deceive us?"
But the waiter was extremely serious: "We open a shop here, how can we deceive you? There are many customers with bad tempers who go into the Stone Marin at night and are either eaten by tigers until they are left with bones and dregs, or are scared to death by evil spirits. !”
He then pointed at a group of merchants: "These merchants are merchants who often travel to Shimalin. If you don't believe it, ask them!"
"His words are true! There are several white-fronted tigers in the Stone Marin Forest, and they specialize in eating pedestrians passing by. It's not night, and even in the daytime, we have to go together to dare to go there!"
"Foreigners, I'm afraid you don't know. There is a mass grave to the east of Shima Forest. All the people in Shima County who were beheaded or died unexpectedly and had no one to collect their bodies are buried there! At night, there are many people in the forest. There will be bright green will-o'-the-wisps, countless ghosts, demons, and ghosts squatting in the forest, waiting for passers-by who are not afraid of death, so that they can take over their bodies and take their lives!"
"You should stay. We can walk through the woods together tomorrow morning. It will be much safer if we look after each other."
Judging from the sincere expressions of the merchants, it seems that the rumors of Shi Marin are false.
Song Che felt a little scared. After all, in this world, he had personally seen people flying over walls and flying over walls with strange powers. Maybe... was there really a ghost?
"Brother Jiang, are you afraid?" Song Che asked Jiang Yun. After all, he was at the peak of his combat power.
Jiang Yun said calmly: "Tiger skins can be sold for money, tiger whips can be used to make wine, and tiger bones can be used to make soup. We are going to make a fortune tonight."
Liao Heng also spoke righteously: "I don't think you are ghosts, but I don't think so. Now that you are, I will go to Shimalin to see who is pretending to be ghosts and fooling the world!"
"In my opinion, these three people are simply crazy."
"That's all, it's hard to persuade the damn ghosts with words, let them go..."
The merchants waved their hands.
"Three guests, do you really plan to enter the stone forest?" the waiter asked.
"Yeah, what?"
"You guys wait a little later."
The waiter returned to the counter, took out a meter ruler, measured the three of them, and murmured:
"People who die in a foreign land are most likely to turn into evil spirits. Let me help you measure the dimensions first, so that you won't have trouble finding a coffin... Now, you don't have to thank me. If you want, thank my sister. She took care of a lot of things. The body has been collected."
"Go, go, go..." Song Che pushed the waiter away. Isn't this a curse to death?
The three of them put on their raincoats and bamboo hats, picked up their donkeys, and continued on their way.
Yun Niang suddenly chased her out of the door and greeted her with a pretty face: "Hey, if you don't go, I won't charge you one night's rent."
None of the three people responded. How could there be an arrow to turn back when the bow was fired?
Yun Niang clung to the door and looked around for a long time. Finally, she sighed and gave up.
The closer they got to the jungle, the more weeds appeared on the roadside. It was not easy to slip when walking on the grass, and the three of them could not help but speed up their pace.
Sure enough, after walking six or seven miles, a dense jungle came into view. The fog stirred up by the heavy rain covered it with a veil. Before entering, I was already a little lost.
"I think it's better for us to go back. Anyway, the landlady promised to give us free rent, which is better than sleeping in the open air." Song Che looked at the mystery in front of him, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.
Liao Heng also frowned, obviously regretting his big words just now. He sighed: "If the boss lady was ugly, I would not be stingy about going back, but she is so beautiful..."
"Ghosts can't hurt you, only humans can." Jiang Yun swaggered and walked into the jungle first.
Song Che and Liao Heng could only bite the bullet and keep up.
The already gloomy sky became even darker after entering the mysterious forest. The strange wind blowing from nowhere stirred up the accumulated water on the leaves, and the drops kept falling. Every flower, grass, and tree seemed to be... Endowed with vitality, it sways along the way.
After half an hour of walking deep into the jungle, the color became darker and darker. The huge tree crown blocked the only glimmer of light. The fallen leaves in late autumn covered the entire mountain road. "Rust, rustle..." It was so empty that every footsteps seemed to be heard. echo.
"If this situation continues, it will be completely dark in half an hour at most. This stone forest is so big, and we don't have torches or other lighting tools. What if we get lost?" Liao Hengcheng was the most popular person.
The bold one was still Jiang Yun, who said calmly: "Isn't there a will-o'-the-wisp? That's brighter than a lamp."
"Don't be kidding me. If we see that thing, doesn't it mean that... a bad ghost is coming?"
"Huhu..."
A gust of cold wind came, sending chills down the spine.
Although Song Che knew that will-o'-the-wisps were phosphorus fires, a chemical reaction produced after death, he was still afraid.
"In my opinion, it would be better to find a place that is sheltered from the wind and rain and spend the night." He suggested.
Jiang Yun said: "Generally, wherever there are mass graves, there will be a Tushan Temple. It is most suitable to go there to take shelter from the wind and rain."
Song Che and Liao Heng's faces turned a little green.
"I think--"
"Hoo!"
The roar of tigers in the mountains and forests is breathtaking!
