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The night in the deep mountains and old forests became even darker, and the air was cold to the bones. The whole village was shrouded in darkness, and there was deathly silence all around.

A white lantern under the eaves suddenly went out, and a disgusting stench filled the air.

Sang Yu sniffed the tip of his nose. The stench was like dead fish that had been rotting in the pond for many days, mixed with a fishy smell.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the door opening was particularly abrupt in the dark night.

The door of the villager's house with the lanterns extinguished was slowly opened a crack.

There was no wind around, and all the other white lanterns were swaying.

Lu Chen stood in front of Sang Yu with a cautious look on his face, staring at the opened door with sharp eyes.

I saw a large pool of wet water stains on the bluestone tile floor.

Strangely, the pool of water looked like a twisted figure crawling on the floor, and then slowly flowed into the villager's home.

Sang Yu stared at the water stains on the floor and said seriously: "It seems that there will be a table to eat tomorrow."

People die like lights go out.

Lights off.

People die.

The villagers living in this household will suffer tonight!

Lu Chen pursed his lips and whispered: "This village is full of weirdness, and there are also those strange rules. I suspect... there are probably not many living people in the village."

After all, normal people don’t hang white lanterns in front of their homes, nor do they sleep during the day and move around at night.

This weird behavior is more like... a ghost!

[Hundred Ghost Village, as you can tell from the name, this is a village full of ghosts]

[Have you ever noticed that this village is shaped like a huge tomb?]

[Damn, when you say it like that, it really sounds like it]

[I suspect that in the previous tragedy, not half of the villagers died, but all the villagers died]

[It’s scary to think about it upstairs]

Sang Yu and Lu Chen walked to the last house at the end of the village, which was the place the old village chief had arranged for them to stay.

"Bang bang bang-"

Lu Chen raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened.

A pale human face suddenly appeared at the door. He held a candle in his hand. The candlelight danced. His facial features flickered on and off, and his lifeless eyes stared closely at Lu Chen and Sang Yu.

"You are the guests arranged by the village chief!" The corners of the man's face and mouth suddenly raised, with a strange smile.

Rule 3: The young and strong villagers here like to sleep during the day and work at night. If you meet them coming home at night, don’t talk to them.

Although the man in front of him looked strange, he looked to be only in his twenties.

Lu Chen didn't speak, just nodded.

Behind him, Sang Yu poked out his furry head and asked innocently: "Why do you sleep during the day and move around at night? Is it because you are afraid of getting tanned?"

The atmosphere solidified.

The villagers' eyes filled with lifeless energy instantly became greedy.

"The sun rises and the sun sets, this is the tradition left by our village." The villagers explained in a hoarse voice.

Sang Yu nodded and said with a sudden look on his face: "Oh, that's it."

The door was completely opened, and the villager's attitude became enthusiastic. He happily invited Sang Yu and Lu Chen to come in.

"The room is ready, please come in quickly!"

The moment Sang Yu stepped into the threshold, a gloomy cold air hit his face.

"My house is relatively simple and not as big as the houses in the city. Please don't dislike it," the villager said.

His house is an old adobe house with holes all over the wall. These holes are usually made by rats or snakes. In winter, when the cold wind blows in, it will make a whining sound.

Lu Chen politely said to the villagers: "You are too polite, we are the ones disturbing you."

The villagers opened the door of the main room and had a clear view of the furnishings inside.

On the Eight Immortals table next to the front wall, there is a black and white photo, but the strange thing is that the face on the photo has no facial features.

Two white candles stood on both sides of the portrait, and the transparent candle tears fell on the table and gradually solidified.

As for the tributes placed on the table, the fruits were severely rotten and the meat was covered with maggots.

"You two have rooms in the east room, and I sleep in the west room. If you encounter any problems, just knock on the door." The villager held a candle, and his facial features were slightly distorted in the light and shadow.

Sang Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the photo of the Eight Immortals on the table. Although the face in the photo had no facial features, the clothes on it were exactly the same as the tops worn by the villagers.

This is interesting!

The villager handed the candle in his hand to Lu Chen, and his hoarse voice said meaningfully: "It's dark at night, let's give this candle to the two guests first!"

"Thank you." Lu Chen took the candle.

"I won't disturb you two from resting, I have to go to work first!"

The villager slowly turned and left, but when he left, his eyes were like a poisonous snake in the dark, looking straight at Sang Yu.

The sticky sight lingered for a long time.

After the villagers left, Sang Yu and Lu Chen came to their room.

There was only a narrow wooden bed in the room with a layer of old bedding on it, which was not enough to sleep two people.

"I'll just lay down the floor tonight." Lu Chen said.

But the room was dark and damp, and there were a few woodlouse crawling around in the cracks in the corners.

"It doesn't matter, it's enough for the two of us to squeeze in." Sang Yu patted the quilt on the wooden bed, and dust suddenly flew up.

[Now I feel more and more that what Sister Yu entered was not a mud house, but a cemetery]

[Ah, why do you say that? 】

[The earthen house is actually an earthen tomb, and the holes above it are the nests made by snakes, insects, rats, and ants at the top of the tomb. The tributes in the hall were all rotten, indicating that no one had replaced the tributes. There are no facial features in the black and white photo, because the villager is dead, and the photo shows his own face. Why is Sister Yu’s quilt so full of dirt? It’s because this quilt is a funerary object buried in a grave]

[The analysis above is so awesome, you are simply my god]

[It’s a pity that the master upstairs is only a spectator. I strongly recommend that thriller games invite you to be a player]

[Second opinion, this kind of great master really lacks talent in our barrage area]

[I’m riding a horse to thank you, a group of living kings of hell]

Seeing that Sang Yu's face was covered with dust, Lu Chen smiled and said, "I'll get you a basin of water to wash your face."

Sang Yu dusted off his hands and said, "I'll go with you!"

The two left the room and went to the courtyard to search around, but found that there was not a drop of water here.

Not to mention water, there are not even water tanks or buckets to hold water.

This is intriguing.

"Senior Lu, have you noticed that from the time we entered the village to now, except for the puddle of water we saw on the way back, we haven't seen a drop of water in the rest of the place." Sang Yu said suddenly.

Abandoned rice fields on both sides of the village, bare dead trees, dry grass in the yard...

This weird phenomenon is more like a drought due to lack of water.

Lu Chen frowned slightly and looked at Sang Yu.

"Could it be that...the villagers in this village are afraid of water?"