"Um...Miss Song?"
In the darkness, Song Siyuan did not speak, but her breathing was rapid, obviously flustered.
Something must have happened. His heart trembled, and he looked toward the window out of the corner of his eye.
It was already late at night, and the thunder outside was like a hammer, and the lightning was crackling, making the room flicker on and off. There was a strong wind outside the window, and there seemed to be people whimpering faintly, and many black shadows were floating around on the windows!
Strangely, once you look at it with your eyes, only the shadows of the trees in front of the window are blown by the strong wind, swaying outside like ghosts.
Lu Fengjian had been alerted by this movement and said quietly in the darkness: "Do you feel that something is staring at us?"
His words suddenly woke up Yue Guanchao and made him feel like he was being spied on.
"Light the candle."
Yue Guanchao pulled out the book. As the candles lit up, the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window suddenly stopped. Soon after, it began to rain heavily. He stood up and wanted to open the window. Lu Fengjian quickly stopped him: "Don't be excited, we came up just now. When we were here, didn't Lao Lu say, don't open the window if there is any movement outside the window."
Song Siyuan calmed down and recalled the words of the postman Lao Lu: "I thought Lao Lu was referring to wild beasts, but now it seems there are more evil things."
Lu Fengjian looked at his pocket watch and nodded to them: "There are still a few hours until sunrise. Let's not sleep too much. Let's ask tomorrow to see if Lao Lu knows the inside story. I always feel that this village is weird." of."
The three of them were afraid that something strange would happen again, so they could only light candles, sometimes awake and sometimes drowsy. They waited until the rooster sang at dawn the next day before they could catch up on their sleep.
After waking up at noon, Yue Guanchao went down the stairs. Lao Lu was already cleaning the counter. Thinking of the strange things last night, he leaned on the counter and asked mysteriously: "Lao Lu, did you know that the shadow would come, so you specially Warn us?"
The old man was wiping the wine vat with his head lowered when he suddenly stopped where he was: "I meant for you to cover your heads and sleep, but I've experienced it a lot, so I can guess."
"How much experience have you had?"
Yue Guanchao pondered the meaning of his words, stepped over the counter, and held down the old man's rag: "Have you seen them too? Do you know what they are? Aren't you afraid!"
Lao Lu gave him a meaningful look: "We don't do anything wrong, and we are not afraid of ghosts calling the door. I raise my head to do things and lower my head to be a good person. I owe no one anything, and I am afraid of what they will do."
"However." Lao Lu turned around and his tone became mysterious: "Don't go into it too deeply. It will only do you harm but no good."
"But what is this thing?" Yue Guanchao wanted to ask, but Lao Lu was impeccable in his words and refused to reveal any more information.
He knew he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he simply helped Lao Lu pull out the door baffle and open the awning.
The warm afternoon sun soon shone into the outer corridor of the inn, illuminating bright spots on the stone bricks. After a night of wind and rain, the sky had cleared up, and the sky was blue, with a few soft clouds floating in the air. He looked up from the ground and saw the river beach in the distance. The hillsides are lush and green, and the fresh air spreads among the forests.
Yue Guanchao's body was warmed by the sunshine, and his mood suddenly improved. He stretched and looked back at the second floor window. In the blink of an eye, his smile suddenly solidified.
He discovered that in front of the inn was a bluestone wide square that was rare in the town. Not to mention trees, there was almost no grass growing. Some of the bricks and stones were dry and dusty, and there were no signs of being washed away by rain.
However, the strong wind and rain and the swaying shadows of the trees last night were not hallucinations!
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Yeheyi, second floor, guest room
Yue Guanchao and the three of them opened the window, but there was nothing outside. Seeing this scene, everyone was afraid of what would have been waiting for them if they had opened the window last night.
"I asked just now. Lao Lu is just a gourd with a sawed mouth. He can't ask anything at all. We want to know what this is, so it seems we have to do it ourselves."
Before Yue Guanchao finished speaking, Song Siyuan's eyes became extremely strange. He asked unconsciously: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Are you scared?"
"No!" Song Siyuan walked back to the table and took out a bag of things. The tools fell to the ground with a crash. They were all Luoyang shovels used for tomb robbing, shovels, corpse ropes, and even candles.
"I just found these things in the cabinet. The bag is quite strong and there is only a layer of dust on the surface, which means this thing has not been here for a long time. There is also a map."
Yue Guanchao took a rough look at it. It was a rough map drawn with a brush. Judging from the outline, he could vaguely identify Yehe Town. There was a route marked with a red line that led directly to the exit of Yehe Town. He smiled crookedly:
"If the thing has not been taken away here, it means that its owner is missing. Lao Lu has hidden a lot from us!"
He paused and his tone became sly: "You can't find out if you ask Lao Lu, so why don't you do it yourself?"
"Walk!"
The three of them took the map and followed the red outline into the forest on the hillside.
Once we were far away from the residential houses in Yehe Town, the noisy voices gradually fell into silence, leaving only the boundless virgin forest and the distant and near chirping of birds.
They followed the mark for an unknown amount of time, heard the faint sound of rushing water, and hurriedly stepped out of the bushes.
In the distance, a mysterious river lies at its end.
