The weirdness of Fengmen Village has not yet appeared. The tranquility and tranquility here make people feel a little hairy in their hearts.
It's like the terror before the storm.
Shen Lin and Zhao Ziliang walked around the village for a week, but didn't find much.
Everything here is normal, like a normal village.
The more peaceful it is, the more fear can't stop growing in people's hearts.
Waiting for terror is always more frightening than facing terror. In the face of terror, as the old saying goes, you can even die.
But now all this is too mysterious, and the unknown makes people timid.
Shen Lin tried to find some traces of the previous generations of ghost controllers. According to the logical thinking in his imagination, the movement of sealing such a large ghost village would not be small, and it should leave many clues.
But the facts disappointed Shen Lin. He didn't find even a single hair. Even when he used ghost-like methods to clean up the ghost area, he didn't find anything.
The level gap in the ghost realm was too big, big enough to make him despair.
Zhao Ziliang stood behind him, like a follower, and he never complained.
We have come to this point, and complaining is of no use. The previous generation of ghost controllers mentioned by Shen Lin aroused great interest in Zhao Ziliang, which made him look full of thinking while carrying the coffin.
I have to admit that the information revealed by Shen Lin is a blind spot that most people have never considered. Since the earliest recovery of the evil ghost in the records was only a few years ago, they subconsciously thought that the evil ghost only started a few years ago and completely forgot about it. Terrifying stories buried in various historical legends.
Who stipulates that there was no recovery decades or even centuries ago? If those previous generations of ghost masters were still around, how did they survive?
Every ghost controller has a deep understanding of how terrifying the resurrected evil ghost is. If according to this logic, there were incidents of resurrected evil ghosts decades ago, then why haven't there been any rumors and legends in so many years.
Unable to understand, unable to think.
Zhao Ziliang focused his attention on Shen Lin again, and for once he felt how extraordinary the madman in front of him was.
From being on the verge of recovery to returning like a normal person, he took him to find Fengmen Village that disappeared in history, and also learned some information about the previous generation of ghost masters.
What else doesn't this guy know?
"What to do now?" Zhao Ziliang asked. Since there was such a master of brains beside him, he left most of the thinking to Shen Lin. Thinking that with this guy's ability, it would be much better for him to lead him than to fumble by himself.
As the saying goes, why would I want C when I can lie down?
Shen Lin's eyes flashed with thought. He was thinking about ways to break the situation. Fengmen Village was too peaceful, and this calmness itself was unusual.
They may be able to break this peace by killing people, but no one can tell what they will encounter after breaking it.
Or...
Shen Lin's eyes narrowed slightly.
The art of war is very different. To put it simply, it means taking advantage of the situation and taking things by surprise. These two methods of handling can cover almost everything today.
Nothing can change without departing from its roots.
Therefore, now, should I go through dangerous maneuvers to win, or should I just go with the flow and wait for everything to happen?
The green shade under the sun became a bit cooler, and the chirping of birds was accompanied by a few chirping of cicadas. Shen Lin turned around and walked towards the village in the summer breeze.
He made some sort of decision that might lead to everything going smoothly for them.
Or, it will lead them into the abyss.
The game with the evil ghost is inherently dangerous.
In the process of exploring the rules, it is common for people to live one second and die the next.
Shen Lin was fully prepared.
"Are you planning to go back to the village? Are you crazy?" Zhao Ziliang felt that this guy must be a lunatic. Could it be that he hadn't seen all this outside the village? Although the people here looked hospitable and lifelike, in their bones they might have been tortured. Controlled mummies or evil spirits lurking among them.
Shen Lin kept walking, not forgetting to look around and observe all traces while walking.
"You stayed here for a few days a year ago, which shows that there is no big problem as long as you don't have the audacity to forcefully destroy everything in Fengmen Village." Shen Lin responded.
Zhao Ziliang was anxious. What kind of bullshit logic is this? He stayed here for a few days a year ago and nothing happened. Does that mean nothing will happen these days? No one knows what the evil spirit can do, but they both turned into ashes that night.
"Then what? Those villagers turned into ghosts late at night and tore us both alive? Are you crazy?"
"Li Gui itself has rules. Strictly speaking, when we step into this village, we step into everything arranged by Li Gui. We need to make bold assumptions and verify carefully. If you had no problem staying here a year ago, then it means Going with the trend is likely to be the key to not triggering the rules," Shen Lin said.
This analysis is reasonable. They currently have no capital for trial and error. Since they have learned from past mistakes, it is the best choice to follow the trend. With Zhao Ziliang's case, at least they can be sure that nothing will happen to them for a while.
The horror hidden in Fengmen Village is extraordinary. If Shen Lin doesn't want to disturb the sleeping ghosts here unless necessary, he may kill them.
"Then what?" Zhao Ziliang asked? This is considered to be accepted.
It is more important to work together in the Ligui incident. There is no need for disputes. You and I may get killed if you insist on your own opinions. They have to choose a direction to try. At least Zhao Ziliang currently feels that Shen Lin's remarks are reasonable. .
As he walked, Shen Lin's eyes shone with a different light.
"Wait!" he said.
"Wait?" Zhao Ziliang seemed not to hear, and repeated doubtfully.
"Wait!" Shen Lin emphasized again.
Disguise is always a disguise, no matter how good the disguise is, it is still a disguise. Since there is a problem in Fengmen Village itself, what Shen Lin needs to wait for is for the problem to surface on its own.
The superficial peace and tranquility is just an appearance after all. A village shrouded in a deep ghost realm cannot be so ordinary.
If it is dangerous, then sooner or later the danger will be exposed on its own.
Without disturbing the villagers, Shen Lin took advantage of the movement of the ghost realm to take Zhao Ziliang to an empty house.
There are many such houses in Fengmen Village. Their purpose is unknown, but on the bright side, they can at least give them a place to stay.
Through the window, Shen Lin looked at this small village, his eyes as calm as water.
Like the sun rising and setting, like day turning into night.
Fengmen Village finally entered the dark night.
The night here is as dark as ink, no more noisy than during the day.
From time to time, a cold wind blows in the village, blowing away a few leaves. The moon and stars are missing from the sky. From time to time, two animal whimpers sound from a certain direction in the village.
This feeling is very strange, indescribably strange, as if something is struggling and trying to come out of the whole village.
"Something's not right." Shen Lin woke up Zhao Ziliang, who was napping next to him. The other party was also alert. He immediately woke up and prepared for the situation. He was relieved when he found that there was no movement.
Just as Zhao Ziliang was about to say something, he saw Shen Lin's expression changing drastically. Shen Lin's eyes were even covered with a dark red light in the dark night.
Shen Lin stopped Zhao Ziliang from speaking, and signaled him to come over with a wink.
Zhao Ziliang stepped forward. He tried to stand in Shen Lin's position and observe everything in Fengmen Village through the window, but he saw a scene that he would never forget.
It was a sedan, with front and rear doors. Its specific appearance was unreal, and it appeared so abruptly in the center of Fengmen Village.
There was no one around, and it was impossible to tell where the sedan appeared.
In the pitch-black night, accompanied by gusts of wind, the curtain of the sedan was barely opened, and through the crack, Zhao Ziliang seemed to see something.
The pupils of his eyes suddenly dilated, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and he covered his mouth desperately to prevent himself from making any sound.
They were a pair of feet, a pair of rotten feet. The parts above the feet were intact, but Zhao Ziliang could not see clearly. The gap was too small to get a full view.
ghost! Fierce ghost! There is no doubt that there is an extremely terrifying ghost in that sedan chair.
Under the night, the seemingly ordinary Fengmen Village finally revealed its ferocious fangs.
Shen Lin stared at the sedan with countless thoughts in his mind.
He was considering the possibility of taking action himself.
The horror of Fengmen Village has not yet been fully understood, and no one knows what the appearance of this fierce ghost means.
Is it the culprit that turned the entire Fengmen Village into a ghost village?
No, you can't make a decision so hastily.
It's just dark, this is just the beginning, don't rush it.
At this moment, a loud and long cry sounded in the village. The sound was extremely sad, like the cry of a ghost, and there was a certain tune hidden in it, like a prelude before doing something.
Zhao Ziliang suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in the completely opposite direction along the window. Shen Lin looked along and saw a huge crowd.
No, that's not right. There were only human figures, but no human appearance. There were so many people in that area, but you could only see figures walking on tiptoes. You couldn't see their figures, let alone their appearance.
What caught Shen Lin's attention was something in the center surrounded by those figures and stars.
It looks like it is made of wood, about one person tall and one person wide.
coffin! That's a coffin!
The team was marching in an orderly manner. Shen Lin even saw a lot of paper scraps scattered in the night.
There were mourners, people throwing paper money, and even coffins.
This was a funeral, and when I thought about it, the shrill scream just now sounded like a suona, like it was playing the prelude to this funeral.
The ghost is at a funeral! There was a roar in Shen Lin's mind.
First there was the evil ghost in the sedan chair, and then there was the evil ghost at the funeral. As soon as night came in Fengmen Village, they encountered unimaginable fear.
My thoughts were completely scattered and intertwined.
The devil goes to a funeral, who is buried in the coffin? Why a funeral?
