The Invincible Player of Survival in the Wilderness

Very bleak.

To be honest, Lin Feng really didn't want this to be a village that had been abandoned for a long time.Because that means there is no one here, and if there is no one, there is no one to inquire about, no information can be obtained, and it is meaningless to find Lin Zhaozhi.

So this is definitely not the situation that Lin Feng wants to see.

The three of them soon came to the foot of the hill, which was on the same level as the village.You only need to go forward for about three or four hundred meters, and you will be close to the village.

But the strange thing is that until now, Lin Feng and Chen Fusheng have not seen a single figure.Moreover, Lin Feng and the others looked at the bare and lifeless old trees at the head of the village, and couldn't help feeling desolate.

At this time, the three of them got closer, and Lin Feng saw that under the old books that were almost dead, there was a tattered grand master's chair. The chair was empty and there was no one there.

I don't know how long the chair has been there, it is covered with dust, and it seems that after a lot of wind and sun, the chair is almost rotten, and I am afraid that as long as it is on the top, it will collapse into a pile of junk.

There are no small bridges and flowing water, only a few dead trees and old trees, and a grand teacher's chair.

In addition to the silence all around, even a crow's call could be like a thunderbolt. The scene looked extremely desolate and strange, which directly made Lin Feng and the others stop in their tracks.

The three of them moved forward slowly, and it took them more than ten minutes to walk from the foot of the hill to the head of the village.

They seemed to have walked into a ghost village, and they never saw a living person or heard any sound.It's just that once in a while, a cool wind from the melons and fruits makes a few people feel cold and shiver.

Soon, the three of them came to the grand teacher's chair that they had seen a long time ago.Chen Fusheng suddenly quickened two steps, walked to the edge of the chair, Shen flicked lightly on the handle of the chair, then raised his hand to have a look.

"I said, this village is not really a ghost village, is it? It has been abandoned long ago." Lin Feng looked around and found that the scenery that caught his eye was only bleak and lifeless.

"It should be impossible." Chen Fusheng rubbed his fingertips together, and said, "This chair should have been sat on not long ago, but it was just covered with a thin layer of dust. Look at the stone chair over there." There is so much dust on the platform.”

Lin Feng went to the chair and wiped it like Chen Fusheng did, and then wiped it on the fast stone platform next to him, and found that the thickness of the dust covered by the two was not at the same level at all.

It really looks like what Chen Fusheng said, that chair was actually sat on or wiped by someone not long ago.

But even if Lin Feng made such a judgment, he always felt that the village of Tanqian was lifeless.

If he had to find a reference that felt similar, Lin Feng felt that it was like stepping into a cemetery, it felt weird and eerie.

Coupled with the bleak scenes in front of him, Lin Feng suddenly felt very uneasy.

Text Chapter 520 Six Weird Team

While the three of them were waiting stupidly, a strange sound suddenly came from the other side of the village.

Lin Feng pricked up his ears and listened, and found that it was the sound of some musical instruments and human voices mixed together, and it seemed to be slowly approaching them from the other side of the village.

"Why does the voice sound so weird and a bit creepy?" Situ San shrank his neck and said without knowing it.

Lin Feng thought the voice was weird at first, but after listening carefully for a while, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help shivering.

Although Lin Feng is not from this place and doesn't know the customs here, he has seen this kind of situation on TV and on the Internet.

Lin Feng clearly distinguished that the weird sound of the instrument was only played when he was in mourning.

Hearing this voice, Lin Feng couldn't help but think, could it be that the idea is so high that it happens that someone in the village is going to attend a funeral?

He stretched his neck and looked in the direction of the sound, and found that the sound was still some distance away from them, so far he only heard the sound and could not see anyone.

"Let's not run around, just wait and see here." Chen Fusheng didn't know if he had lived too long, and he didn't feel much about this kind of life, old age, sickness and death, so he calmly reminded Lin Feng and Situ San.

Although Lin Feng didn't believe in Feng Jian's obsession, but this early in the morning, when he entered the village, he was kicked out, saying that he should wait for the young and strong people in the village to catch up with them to go to the funeral.He immediately felt very unlucky, and secretly said unlucky.

So Lin Feng and Chen Fusheng retreated to the side of the path consciously, took the initiative to give way to the path in and out of the village, and then waited quietly in place.

As time passed, the sound of the musical instruments got closer and closer, and Lin Feng and the three of them also heard something strange from it.

Those sounds were indeed made by the instruments that were blown together during the funeral, but it seems that the instruments are not complete, there are only some of them, and the sounds made by these blows are also intermittent and weak, as if there is a lack of energy in the middle, and some time will go out of tune

In short, the voice sounds a little funny and very weird.

Lin Feng and the others waited patiently for another ten minutes before finally seeing the figure.

At the end of their line of sight, a large piece of white paper money suddenly rose up and slowly fell in the air, which undoubtedly confirmed what Lin Feng and the others guessed that this was a team that had been going out for funerals.

Before the first wave of paper money fell completely, the second wave of paper money flew into the sky again. After repeating this three times, Lin Feng and the others gradually waited until the whole mourning team came out.

There were more than twenty people in the whole team, but when Lin Feng and the others saw this team, they only had one thought in their minds.

That's how the mourning team is like this

Because the people in that team, whether they were playing musical instruments or throwing paper money, were all incredibly old. At this time, they were all hunched over, struggling to hold various funeral props, knocking Beat and walk forward.

What's more exaggerated is that because the team is too old, they can't even lift the coffin, so they can only drive the old donkey and slowly walk out of the village with a cart.

Let alone Lin Feng and Situ San, even the well-informed Chen Fusheng was stunned.

They have never seen such a battle.

This team is really weird. Although it is a funeral team in itself, it is impossible to be as energetic as a wedding event, but if it is all elderly people like this, and it is a trivial matter, suddenly The three of Lin Feng felt a chill under the sun, and only felt the cold air coming from their gloomy backs.

Lin Feng glanced at Chen Fusheng, as if asking for his opinion, asking him what to do now.

Feeling Lin Feng's eyes, Chen Fusheng shook his head slowly, as if saying that everyone should not move, just stand still.

It took a long time for the old team to slowly reach the entrance of the village.Then, while scattering paper money and those cut-out white paper figurines, horses, ingots and other things, they slowly passed by Lin Feng and the others.

Seeing the little man flying up all over the sky, Lin Feng didn't like it very much, so he couldn't help but backed away.

But the strange thing is that Lin Feng and Chen Fusheng are three real people standing on the side of the road. No matter how old and dim-sighted the people in this team are, there is no reason why they can't see them.

But they were just so indifferent, each responsible for their own affairs, and walked forward slowly.Only the person who was walking in the front and throwing paper money all the way looked at Lin Feng and the others with slightly squinted eyes.