My very cool daughter-in-law

The boy has a clear outline, wearing a certain brand of sportswear, and the eye-catching logo is printed on the chest of the T-shirt.

Compared with Sheng Xun who was wearing autumn clothes, his thin short-sleeves looked a little out of season, but the boy himself didn't seem to notice this. He didn't show cold in the cold wind blowing across the wasteland, only He couldn't help looking at the village with vigilant eyes, and at the same time hurriedly waved at Sheng Xun, signaling Sheng Xun to go to him first.

Sheng Xun paused for a moment, and the little red ball and the calico scarf in the backpack knocked on his back in turn.

He made a very natural action of holding the bag, as if the strap of the backpack had slipped and needed to be adjusted.

Andy and Little Bear then stayed quiet in the bag, and he walked under the dead tree where the boy was.

"It's a good thing you're here." Seeing Sheng Xun walking towards him, the boy was obviously relieved.

This is a man whose emotions are reflected on his face.

"I'm sorry." He said, "It's a bit scary to call you suddenly, and you're in such a ghostly place again. Fortunately, you are willing to trust me to come here."

The young boy suspected to be Lin Lang then quickly explained to himself: "I didn't hide on the side on purpose, but the ghosts in the village are very sensitive to my movements. If the distance is too close, those who carry the sedan chair, those who throw paper money, and those who meet the bride inside will basically find me immediately, and it will be very difficult to be noticed by them collectively."

Sheng Xun's eyes fell on that young face - except that he was not dressed in season and appeared in a weird enough position, the other person almost looked normal.

almost.

It seems that there is still something about normal boys that gives Sheng Xun a sense of disobedience, but after just a few glances, that sense of disobedience is only an intuition for the time being, and there is no direct evidence.

So Sheng Xun just replied calmly: "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"My name is Lin Lang." The boy—that is, Lin Lang confessed his identity frankly, and he said, "Before we got here, the car that my girlfriend and I rented suddenly broke down on the mountain road, and the two of us walked for a long time. I was able to go down the mountain, and finally saw a mountain village, and it was getting late, so I decided to take her to stay in the guest house in the village for one night... But there was a problem with the guest house."

Lin Lang's looks belonged to Sunshine Zhou Zheng's.

He had seen Sheng Xun believe in him before. When he walked under the dead tree, his eyes were brightened by the trust, and occasionally he showed a little bit of canine teeth when he spoke.

But when he talked about his experience to Sheng Xun, his bright eyebrows and eyes were also cast a shadow.

"It's all my fault." Lin Lang shook his head and said, "If I insisted on going down the mountain, or simply took my girlfriend back to the place where the car broke down, and went to the car to make do for the night, Xiao Qiang... was my girlfriend, she At that time, she obviously showed fear after entering the room, and said she saw something strange, but I was too upset, thinking she was tired, and urged her to wash up and go to bed early."

"As a result, we rested, and when I opened my eyes again, the guest house was gone. I was lying in the grass. Xiao Qiang was not by my side, and she was gone."

Lin Lang seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time, and he had a very strong desire to express himself.

But while eager to express himself, he cast his gaze towards the entrance of the village twice.

The surrounding area of ​​the deserted village is desolate and vast, and the sound of weddings held in the village at night is transmitted far away, and the sound of gongs, drums and suona wafting in the wind with a trailing sound, makes people unable to distinguish between sorrow and joy for a while.

The suona sounds both auspicious and sad.

"The person who was carried in just now was the person who was with you. You were in a hurry to chase them in and save them, right?" Lin Lang temporarily stopped talking about himself, and turned to Sheng Xun, "I also observed you before. After a while, I decided that you should be a living person, so I boldly greeted you——I know there is a wrong way into the village, so I will take you there."

After saying that, Lin Lang got up and motioned for Sheng Xun to walk with him under the cover of the dead wood.

The aerial photos in the data book have shown that the overall direction of the barren village is a hook with two sides almost equal in length.

Sheng Xun also followed Lin Lang's arm to look at it. He just realized that this dead wood forest seems to be a distance away from the village, but he can walk along a diagonal line in the dead wood forest to the side of the forest. To the farthest west, a dead tree at the end is just next to the sharp corner protruding from the "hook", and the dead branches almost reach the backyard wall of the house at the sharp corner.

"Trust me, I really know there is a way." Lin Lang saw that Sheng Xun didn't follow immediately at first, but just stared at the direction he was gesturing, and he was a little anxious to explain for himself.

"I believe, I saw that road." Sheng Xun said, looking away from the end of the dead wood forest, "I was just observing the environment over there."

Sheng Xun followed Lin Lang as he spoke.Language: Mu Yixi: Wood.

Lin Lang was a little surprised: "Your eyes are so good?"

Lin Lang's actions are no different from ordinary people's, and his steps even have the briskness and vigor unique to young people, and he can vaguely see a little shadow of his love for physical exercise on weekdays.

He asked Sheng Xun in an exclamation tone: "Standing at our current position, can you always see clearly the direction of the road I mentioned?"

Although the dead wood forest is full of dead trees, there are fewer dense leaves to block the line of sight than conventional forests, but to be able to see the road in the distance through a dead branch, one must have a pair of incomparably good eyes. up.

"I can almost see it." Sheng Xun said, "Is the tree on the westernmost side still hooked to the courtyard wall of a house in the village? The side door you mentioned is right next to the courtyard wall."

Lin Lang was a little surprised and upgraded on the spot.

"You can see this too?!" Lin Lang said in shock, "You are the legendary face with an eight-fold mirror?!"

Except for Xiaoqiu, Sheng Xun seems to be particularly prone to being lively and talkative.

And every chatterbox must know how to use the five senses flexibly.

Lin Lang's unbelievable vividness was a bit funny, and Sheng Xun did laugh, but he quickly put it away because he was still thinking about Xiao Qiu and other problems.

"You know this area very well." Sheng Xun said, not hiding his doubts in his words.

It has been known that Lin Lang is a person who is used to being straightforward, and he is even very good at empathizing, understanding other people's concerns and questions about him, so for people like him, if you have questions, he will answer every question.

"I've been in this area for a long time." Talking to himself again, Lin Lang also restrained the casualness he showed just now.

His brows drooped again, revealing an indescribable frustration.

"Didn't I say that my girlfriend disappeared when I came here?" He said, "But then I searched in a panic, and found the vicinity of this village all the way, and then heard the sound of a wedding in the village... There is also the sound of Xiao Qiang crying."

It was also a night like today when the blood moon hung high. Lin Lang woke up on the barren grass, but what he saw was not the horrific scene Feng Qiang had described, and there was nothing but desolation around him.

The big boy who cares about his girlfriend doesn't care about any weirdness or fear. Once he realizes that the girl who should be by his side is missing, finding his girlfriend becomes the first thing that occupies his mind, making him turn over and crawl on the grass all at once. Then, he hurriedly searched for Feng Qiang's trace.

where?

The whistling wind passed by the running boy's ears, his chest was full of anxiety and worry, his mind was full of whether his squeamish girlfriend was in danger, or was crying in fear somewhere.

That made him even more anxious.

The opinions of the friends around are correct. He and Feng Qiang have always had a very good relationship. They have been together for six years, but they never seem to have stepped out of the period of passionate love.

By the end of this year, after receiving the year-end bonus, they had carefully calculated it before. After adding the year-end bonus to their savings, they finally reached a target amount set by the two when they graduated, which was enough for the down payment of a small local apartment. .

When they talked about the future before graduation, they agreed that as long as they graduated and did not break up, the day they earned a small family together was the day they went to argue about their certificates.

... How could he let his girl have an accident when his beautiful vision was about to come true?

Lin Lang has never been so thankful that he pays attention to physical exercise on weekdays. He ran tirelessly on the barren grass and searched almost every inch he could reach with his feet.

And finally, he finally saw the ghostly village in the night.

He heard the sound of a wedding ceremony, which was particularly eerie against the backdrop of the night.

That stopped him for a brief moment outside the village.

But then, he heard the voice he had been looking for—

"Help!!"

The girl cried and shouted, her voice was mixed with the sound of suona and gongs and drums, only barely covered by the noise.

But the people who have been together for six years are so familiar with each other, even if there is only a ray of voice, Lin Lang can still recognize that it is Feng Qiang, his girlfriend, the lover he passionately admires with a young heart.

He could still hear the other party full of fear.

So without any hesitation, he continued to run to the village, and no monsters could stop a heart that wanted to rescue his lover.

"...But I didn't find Xiao Qiang." Lin Lang said when he walked to the end of Linxi with Sheng Xun, and the backyard of the village house not far away was close in front of him.

Sheng Xun is an excellent listener, and he gave Lin Lang enough time to recall and describe himself, and patiently listened to him talk about things with Feng Qiang uncontrollably.

Hearing that he hadn't found Feng Qiang, the steps of the people around him seemed to pause slightly, but Lin Lang was still immersed in his own memories and emotions, he didn't notice it, he just glanced at the village house in front of him, then turned his head to Sheng Xun and sighed a lot in one breath.

"They must have known that someone was looking for them, so they hid Xiaoqiang." Lin Lang frowned and said, "I am familiar with this area because I still haven't found Xiaoqiang, and I have been repeatedly looking for a breakthrough to sneak into the village. ——I called you to stop before, and I also confirmed that you wanted to catch up with the ghost team to find someone, and I knew that you were going to follow directly into the village from the entrance of the village, so I hurriedly stopped you."

Lin Lang told Sheng Xun that he had already practiced it, and it is most inadvisable to enter the village directly from the entrance of the village, because it is the place where ghosts are most strictly guarded.

He tried to break in from the entrance of the village several times, but was intercepted and driven away by the ghosts, so after repeated attempts, he just explored the path of the deadwood forest.

"This is the most secretive entrance, and it is also the least likely to startle the snake." Lin Lang said, "This backyard is connected to the clan ancestral hall of this village. Turning over is the backyard of the ancestral hall. Their ceremonies will eventually need to be carried out in the ancestral hall, so , if your girlfriend has just been brought in, we will wait here directly, and she will definitely be brought in later."

Sheng Xun was thinking about something, but forgot to refute Lin Lang's misunderstanding about "girlfriend".

While Lin Lang was talking, he suddenly lowered his head and looked around for a while, then walked under a certain tree after locking on the target.

There used to be a hole at the bottom of the tree near the root, which was covered up by weeds.

Lin Lang moved the hay away, and took out a long rope, a shovel, and two spikes from inside.

"I tried to force my way into the village a few times, and I saved some tools for myself." Lin Lang showed these things to Sheng Xun embarrassedly, "It's a bit shabby, isn't it? But it's better than nothing, it's convenient to combine nails and ropes □□, spikes and shovels can also be used as weapons alone...do you choose the same?"

Sheng Xun glanced down at these Lin Lang and searched for them—maybe they were even things that were stolen from the village.

He finally picked out the spikes and the rope.

But for the time being, I only took the spikes first.

"Hold the rope first." Sheng Xun said to Lin Lang's questioning gaze, "Give me the rope later."

Lin Lang then said: "Okay, then we'll go up one first, then put down the rope with the spikes and replace it with the other."

Lin Lang thought his proposal was reasonable.

The courtyard wall was nearly three meters high, tightly enclosing the ancestral hall inside, and it was impossible to climb over without some tools.

It never occurred to him that with an expert by his side, Sheng Xun could climb over the wall by himself without borrowing anything.

"Why are you helping me like this?"

The two were already close to the wall, Sheng Xun asked when he was about to enter the courtyard.

Lin Lang was fastening the long rope to the spike, and he replied without thinking, "Of course it's because we are all people who want to save people, and I also have something to ask of you."

Lin Lang was worried, but said generously and directly: "Your girlfriend's whereabouts are clear, we can find her later, and I will definitely help you rescue her, but please, when you meet, you will also find her." Help me find Xiao Qiang, please? I'm really worried about her."

After saying this, Lin Lang concentrated on tying the rope nails in his hand.

He happened to miss the complicated gaze Sheng Xun cast on him.

There are many contradictions in Lin Lang's words - for example, why he didn't even find Feng Qiang, but he clearly knew that this was the clan ancestral hall, and it was also the place where the selected "newcomers" would definitely be sent.

For example, why he, an outsider, forcibly broke into the ghost village several times, but at most he was intercepted and driven out by the ghosts inside, and he never suffered the damage that a real stranger should suffer when encountering evil spirits.

The answer seemed to be clear, Sheng Xun pursed his lips in the night.

He wanted to speak and then stopped speaking, his mood was complicated, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

the other side--

The main room decorated with red paper is lit with wedding candles, and at first glance it looks like the room is full of blood.

There is an old rosewood dressing table in the main room, and a half-length mirror is embedded in the wooden frame carved with peony heads, reflecting the figure in front of the mirror.

That person was also dressed in red, and he was standing in front of the mirror with his hands down.

He had been staring at the mirror for a while, as if interested in how he looked.

Behind him, Xi Niang, who looked like a ghost, was huddled together, and the only flesh left on her rotten face was barely shaken off.

"You—" A bride finally made a sound.

Her voice was shrill, vaguely the same as the one who shouted "Auspicious time is coming" to bearers in the village.

Even if there is only half of the good meat left on the face, it can be roughly seen that if Xi Niang is removed and the heavy makeup that is neither human nor ghost is wiped off her face, she should look like a village woman with a mean face.

It is one of the aborigines in this village.

The person in front of the mirror clearly didn't look back, nor did he take a step back.

When Xi Niang made a sound, a pale hand appeared on Xi Niang's neck out of thin air.

That hand firmly strangled her throat, and immediately opened her mouth, who had a look of resentment before, and she could only make a "ho ho" sound from her throat, and she couldn't say a whole sentence.

Xi Niang tried in vain to break that hand.

The hand pinching her neck was cold, but her hand was burning hot when she tried to lean on it.

She struggled to no avail, no matter how angry she was begging for mercy or shouting for warning, she couldn't do it, so she could only continue to make small noises of "ho, ho".

Outside the closed door of the main room, the ghost bearers who had previously carried the sedan chair stood in two rows like gods.

They watch their eyes, their noses, their noses, their noses, their hearts, and they know that whenever they think about warning the ancestral hall, the elusive hand will fall on them.

The "bride" in the room just stretched his fingers towards the air, and each of them had three bloodstains on their necks.

"Be quiet." Xiao Qiu said, who was still looking in the mirror.

He tilted his head slightly towards the mirror.

The man in red in the mirror curved his lips slightly back.

Xiao Qiu was stunned for a moment.

He let go of the hand that was pinching the bride's neck, and casually wiped his dirty fingers carefully on the red silk prepared for the wedding, and then retracted it, touching his lips.

Then I found that I seemed to be in a really good mood.

It's as if being able to wear such a suit of clothes is a wish that I have long forgotten, and it has disappeared along with the memory for a long time.

But today, the time, place and atmosphere are all wrong.

Just because of wearing this suit of clothes, it even overflows with resentment, and it is all because Xiao Qiu can put it on as if nothing had happened, suppressing all the resentment on it.

Just in this way, the wish seems to have a corner from the memory, and a sense of satisfaction that the wish has been fulfilled is secretly transferred to the heart.

He laughs for no reason when he looks in the mirror.

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