I studied beheading in a mental institution

"Where is that place?" Baili Fatty looked around from afar, "Is it a village?"

"It's a fishing village." Cao Yuan looked down at the map, frowning slightly, "There is no fishing village marked on the map... Is it too small and missed it?"

"The location here is too remote, there is not even a decent road. If you want to go to the city from here, you have to walk for at least five hours. In addition, the size of this fishing village is not very large, so it is not recorded on the map. It's not surprising." An Qingyu paused, and added quietly:

"Of course, there may be other reasons..."

Baili Pangpang shuddered, "When you put it that way, I feel that this fishing village is even more evil... Shall we go in?"

"Of course you have to go in. The past and future of this fishing village are in chaos, which explains something. The disappearance of the [Masquerade] team cannot be separated from this place." Lin Qiye said firmly, "But before that, we still Send a message to the headquarters first, just in case."

Lin Qiye took out his mobile phone, contacted Zuo Qing, described his location and situation, then hung up the phone.

"Let's go in and have a look, what's so special about this fishing village..."

Lin Qiye and the others packed up their luggage and walked towards the fishing village in the distance. The tide in the darkness beat against the shore, and the dancing lights in the night were getting closer and closer to everyone, exuding a strange atmosphere.

Soon, everyone reached the edge of the fishing village.

"Did you find anything?" An Qingyu asked in a low voice.

"No, judging from the current situation, this is an ordinary fishing village." Within this range, Lin Qiye's mental power has already swept the fishing village, "There are about twenty or thirty households in the village, most of them have Rested, and found nothing unusual."

"No abnormality..." An Qingyu frowned slightly, "How should I check?"

"The fastest way, of course, is to ask the villagers directly." Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, pointing to a few houses with lights on, "Those families are still awake, maybe you can try it out. .”

"In the middle of the night, a few outsiders suddenly broke into the village to ask questions, wouldn't it scare people?" Baili Fatty scratched his head.

"Leave it to me." Jia Lan patted his chest, "I'll pretend to be lost, go find a random family to stay overnight, and then find a chance to ask the villagers if they have seen the [Masquerade] team, and I can use this place by the way." Information about the village."

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, then nodded, "This method is feasible, but we haven't figured out the details of this village, it's too dangerous for you to go alone..."

He turned his head to look at An Qingyu and Jiang Er, "Qing Yu, Jiang Er, you go with Jia Lan."

An Qingyu frowned, with a subtle expression on her face, "Why don't you go with Jia Lan?"

"I'm going to search around the village with [Eye of Mystery] to see if I find anything else." Lin Qiye shrugged.

"Ok."

"Then I will go to another house with Lao Cao and Brother Yan to stay overnight." Baili Pangpang volunteered.

"Yes, yes, but remember not to let Cao Yuan knock on the door. He doesn't look like a good person, and he will scare the villagers."

Cao Yuan: ...

"Then let's split up to collect clues tonight, and come back here to gather tomorrow morning. If there is any accident during the period, don't worry about it too much, just make a noise. The bigger the better, others will rush over immediately." Lin Qiye Solemnly said to everyone.

"Roger that!"

……

late at night.

Tuk tuk duk -!

"Who is it?" A voice came from the old house.

The door of the house opened, and a fisherman in his 40s stood at the door with a vigilant expression. He was slightly taken aback when he saw a man and a woman in front of him.

These two are both fresh faces. The woman is wearing a dark blue Han gown, her black hair is tied with a red string vertically around her waist, and her eyes are as bright as stars; the man is gentle and elegant, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, The smile is shy and kind.

Seeing these two harmless faces of humans and animals, the vigilance in the fishermen's eyes relaxed a little.

"Who are you? Where did you come from?"

"Sorry to bother you." An Qingyu bowed slightly, and said apologetically, "We were traveling around here, and we accidentally got separated from the tour group, lost our way again, and walked all the way to this village ...

It's getting late now, and we don't know the way, so we want to find a place to stay first. I don't know if it's convenient? "

The fisherman looked at him suspiciously, and then looked at Jialan who was beside him.

"Uncle, it's really too dark outside, and it's still cold, can you borrow an empty room for us to sleep in? If that's not possible, we can sleep on the ground..." Jialan said pitifully.

Hearing this, the vigilance in the fisherman's heart dissipated a little. He looked at the two young men carefully. They didn't look like bad guys. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

"Okay, we still have a spare room in our house. You sleep for one night and leave tomorrow morning, understand?"

"Thank you."

"Thank you uncle."

The fisherman took a step back and walked into the house. An Qingyu and Jia Lan looked at each other, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, and walked into the house.

The fisherman's house is very simple. There is only a square table and a few benches in the living room. Fishing tools are densely hung on the walls on all sides. As soon as you walk in, there is a faint smell of the sea.

The fisherman pointed to the vacant room and said, "That's it. It used to be my son's room. It has been unoccupied for a long time now. You can just make do with it."

Jia Lan hummed, and stepped into the room.

An Qingyu turned her head, smiled and continued to chat with the fishermen:

"May I ask your surname?"

"My surname is Chen, and my name is Chen Gou. Everyone in the village calls me Laogou." The fisherman moved a stool and sat down, then pointed to the opposite bench with his chin, motioning An Qingyu to sit down.

He reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes, popped one out of it, and handed it to An Qingyu.

The corner of An Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to refuse, but after hesitating for a moment, he reached out to take it.

"Uncle Chen." An Qingyu put the cigarette in his hand pretendingly, and asked, "Do you usually live alone?"

"That's right..." Chen Gou picked up a box of matches from the square table on the side, rubbed them lightly, and a faint spark ignited, igniting the cigarettes in his and An Qingyu's hands, "My wife died of illness several years ago. , my son walked out of this fishing village a few years ago and wandered outside."

An Qingyu looked back at the room she hadn't lived in for a long time, "Haven't you been back for many years?"

"That's right." Chen Gou stared at the room and smiled slightly, "However, this kid is the first kid from our village to go out, so it's a face for him and me."