From Jiu Shu's world

Xia Dongqing was helpless when she saw the appearance of a few people, she had no choice but to get in the car to make do for the night, and she didn't know why the female ghost wanted to keep them here.

He walked to the co-pilot's door and was about to open the door, when suddenly there was a faint suona sound.

The suona sound is lonely and melodious, especially loud in this silent night. The vast night, the empty mountain driveway, coupled with this sad suona sound, makes people feel a little creepy for a while.

Xia Dongqing's face changed slightly. She met a ghost before, but now she encountered the sound of a suona, and she felt a little wary before she knew it.

He looked up and followed the sound, and saw yellow paper money flying all over the sky towards him, adding to the desolation.

Xia Dongqing took a piece of yellow paper money and said, "Henry Zhang, Zhao Li, it's paper money."

Li Zhao and Henry Zhang got out of the car at this time, they looked in the direction of the paper money, and at the dark turning, a sound suddenly came from behind the slope.

A faint yellow light was reflected, which seemed to be the light of a lantern.

Then a few people saw that with the sound of suona getting closer, a tall and big white flag came into their eyes, and then many people in white clothes came towards them one after another.

"It's a funeral."

Xia Dongqing saw clearly what the approaching team looked like, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, with a numb and sad expression, just like a mourning team.

Looking at it, Xia Dongqing suddenly felt that the funeral procession was very strange. Everyone was numb, but the older people, in this numb expression, concealed some unknown fear.

If there were no other people in the funeral procession, Zhao Li stood beside Henry Zhang and asked in a low voice, "Is it related to this group of people?"

Zhao Li also saw the weirdness of the funeral team, but maybe it was related to the fierce place Henry Zhang said.

Seeing this familiar scene, Henry Zhang knew that this time he had met the person who trapped Zhinu’s village. He nodded and said, “It should be.”

The two talked in a low voice, but Xia Dongqing ignored them. A strange sense of familiarity arose in his heart, as if he had seen the funeral procession in front of him before.

He frowned slightly, watching the funeral procession slowly passing by, and suddenly he saw the portrait of the dead person, and a vision flashed in front of him.

I saw the man in the portrait, wearing a cloth bag mask, bleeding head, eyes wide open, lying straight on the ground, this is the appearance of a dead man.

The weird way of death, the weird funeral procession, Xia Dongqing couldn't get rid of doubts.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came to mind: "Xia Dongqing."

Xia Dongqing turned her head to look, with a surprised expression on her face: "Zhou Ying, why are you here?"

Chapter 4 Tianjia Village

A young man dressed in black stood in front of Xia Dongqing. He didn't wear sackcloth or mourning, but wrapped a white cloth around his waist. It seemed that he was a friend of the deceased rather than a close relative.

The man named Zhou Ying glanced at the funeral procession, and then said: "I came to Tianjia Village for a tour, and I didn't expect that something happened to the friend I met here... Sigh"

"Sorrow"

Xia Dongqing comforted him, but Zhou Ying smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little sad."

He asked, "Why are you here, Holly?"

Xia Dongqing said: "The car broke down and there is nowhere to go."

Xia Dongqing pointed to the big jeep that Zhao Li went on strike, and then introduced Zhou Ying to Henry Zhang and the others. He said: "This is Zhou Ying, my friend in the orphanage. I didn't expect to meet here."

"Hello."

Zhou Ying greeted several people, Sisi’s appearance, if he didn’t know his details, Henry Zhang would not have thought that he was planning to kill all the people in Tianjia Village.

He glanced at the jeep, and then said kindly: "Holly, it's very cold in the mountains at night, you won't be able to go back for a while. Why don't you go back to Tianjia Village with me to rest for the night."

"That's right, you are all Zhou Ying's friends, it's better to rest at my house for one night than to suffer from the cold here."

At this time, a young woman suddenly appeared, and greeted Henry and the others warmly beside Zhou Ying.

Her name is Tian Fang, she is from Tianjia Village, a young and beautiful rural girl who wants to enter the city. Just now she was by Zhou Ying's side and heard everyone's communication, and knew how many people came from the city, so she Stand up enthusiastically.

Zhou Ying also knew that this was the most appropriate way, so she said to Xia Dongqing: "Dongqing, Tian Fang is right, there is no place to go to the village, no store behind, and the trailer must be too late, so let's stay here with your friends for one night first. "

Xia Dongqing looked at the three of Henry Zhang, none of them objected, Henry Zhang said: "Then I will trouble you."

Tian Fang walked to the front of the funeral procession and said a few words to a person, probably to go back first, and then turned around and returned to Tianjia Village with Zhou Ying and Henry Zhang.

It was somewhat impolite to go back before reaching the cemetery in the middle of the funeral, but Tian Fang was not a close relative of the deceased Dapeng, so it was not very taboo.

She and Zhou Ying took a few people back to Tianjiacun. It was already late when they arrived, and they were all a little tired. They arranged their rooms to rest without much communication.

Xia Dongqing shared a room with Zhao Li, and Zhang Xuan and Ji Mengyu shared a room. They had nothing to do all night. When they woke up at dawn, they saw Tian Fang calling Zhao Li for breakfast.

“Henry Zhang, the food here is really good.”

Zhao Li took a mouthful of rice, then took two bowls for Henry Zhang and Ji Mengyu, and placed them in front of them.

Tian Fang just came over with food at this time, and said with a smile: "The food is simpler than that in your city, and there is absolutely no pesticide."

"Thank you."

Henry Zhang and Ji Mengyu took over the job and thanked Tian Fang, and after chatting for a few words, Tian Fang had something to go out.

Only then did Henry Zhang ask Zhao Li: "Where is Dongqing?"

Zhao Li took a sip of the food, and then said: "We cried all night, it seems that there is a real problem with this place."

Dongqing was crying, but it wasn't him who was really crying, but the innocent souls hidden in this place. Their sorrow was received by Dongqing, and she felt the same way, so she cried.

This was also the first time Zhao Li saw Xia Dongqing crying so hard. Although he could feel the fear and sorrow of other people's death, he couldn't really disturb his emotions.

But this time, he couldn't cry in his dream, and he felt very uncomfortable when he woke up. His depression was like a huge stone pressing on his heart. This was the first time he saw Xia Dongqing like this.

While talking, Xia Dongqing walked out of the room, her eyes were reddish, and she was not in a good condition.

Henry Zhangdao: "How do you feel?"

Xia Dongqing forced a smile at him and said, "It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable..."

Xia Dongqing sat at the table, but didn't move his chopsticks. Right now he really didn't have much appetite, he hesitated to speak, and finally said after a while: "I...I had a dream last night, I dreamed a lot A lot of people with masks were chasing me with torches. I was very scared and kept running, but I couldn’t escape... this village..."

"Holly, are you up?"

Before Xia Dongqing finished speaking, Zhou Ying walked in with a village chronicle. He smiled and said to Xia Dongqing, "That's just right. I'll take you to Tianjia Village after breakfast. I'll stay here this time. We are here to help Tianjia Village develop tourism, and you are the first batch of tourists."

After hearing this, Xia Dongqing replied with some embarrassment: "Will this...will trouble you too much?"

But Zhou Ying said indifferently: "It's okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and I don't know when the next time we will meet, I just take you to play now, to be honest, I was the only friend like you in the orphanage back then."

After Zhou Ying said that, Xia Dongqing was also moved in her heart, and it was hard to refuse, so she turned her head and looked at Henry Zhang with a questioning look in her eyes.