Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Qiao Leting squeezed a little white powder from the jar and put it under his nose and sniffed it. There was no other strange smell. He put the lid back on and turned around to look at other places in the room.

Apart from this altar, there were no other conspicuous things in this room, Qiao Leting opened the curtain and went to the inner room.There is a room full of sundries inside, two bags of rice are placed under the west wall, and a cupboard is placed on the opposite side. The dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard are neatly arranged. It was a dark patch.As soon as the cupboard was opened, a rotten and greasy smell rushed into Qiao Leting's nose. He glanced at the cupboard and quickly closed the door.

This Forgetful Village is getting more and more strange. It doesn’t matter if there are no people, but there is not even a mouse. These rice noodles can be preserved for more than ten years without being polluted by insects and flies. What is this Forgetful Village?

There were several quilts stacked together on the kang, which was half a meter high. Qiao Leting jumped onto the kang directly. Inside the kang were a box of books and small toys carved from wood. Most of the toys were in the shape of insects. There was a mysterious totem drawn on the back of the worm. Qiao Leting flipped through those books, only to find that they were half a box full of middle school textbooks.

Hey, the little students are working hard.

There was half a sack of white flour on the edge of the window sill. Fortunately, the bag of white flour was not moldy because it was exposed to the sun all year round. Qiao Leting directly put the bag of flour on his shoulders. I plan to eat the bark at noon today.

The two houses on the east side have been searched, and Qiao Leting came to the house on the west side with half a bag of noodles.The two rooms on the west side should be the owner’s daily living. There is a round wooden table under the west wall, and there is a cover made of three long wooden boards under the round table, which should be the entrance to the cellar.

A TV was placed on the cabinet against the north wall, and the plug of the TV was still plugged into the socket. The two black leather sofas on the east side of the cabinet were covered with dust, and there was a fruit bowl in the middle, but the fruit inside had rotted long ago. Can't see the original appearance.Qiao Leting rummaged through the cabinets in the two rooms, and finally found a locked sandalwood box in the innermost part of a red cabinet.

The box was about the size of a primary school Chinese book. Qiao Leting directly picked up a hammer and knocked off the copper lock on the box. Inside was a book with a black cover wrapped in red flannelette. Qiao Leting turned two pages. This is a book The picture album has more than 20 pages, the cover is brand new, without any curling, as if it has just been opened, but the paper is slightly yellowed, it has been for some years, and it can be seen that the owner loves it.

Qiao Leting wiped the sofa clean with a rag, sat down on it, and flipped through the album.The album roughly tells such a story. A long, long time ago, the gate of the underworld was opened, and countless souls escaped from the underworld to cause harm to the world. At that time, the world became a purgatory, with corpses everywhere and mountains of bones.

Later, the master who lived in seclusion on the mountain came out of the mountain. He made an agreement with the Lord of the underworld to send all the dead souls in the human world back to the underworld within half a month, but after half a month, there were still thirteen dead souls left. world.At this time, the gate of the underworld was closed, and it would have to wait another 300 years to reopen it. As a last resort, the master drove these souls to Wang Village surrounded by mountains. The master gave them a black worm, and they would die if they ate the worm. They can obtain a human body and have the qualifications to live in the world. When the human body disappears, people from the underworld will come from another place to pick them up and return to the underworld.

This book looks like it was printed, but the author's publishing house didn't write anything, it doesn't even have a serious name, Qiao Leting shook his head, illegal publications kill people, he put the album back In the sandalwood box, he walked out of the village chief's house with a bag of flour on his shoulders.

Qiao Leting took the noodles back to the place where he lived, and went to check the remaining houses that he hadn't been to. From a diary of a primary school student, he finally figured out the relationship between the villagers in Wangcun Village and the black worms .

This kind of insect is called Ming Cricket. From the day of birth, people in Forgetful Village will choose the one that is most suitable for him from thousands of ghost crickets, and use the child's mother's breast milk to feed the child. The blood was carefully fed for March, and when he was 99 days old, the elders would feed him the worm. It is said that this would ensure that this person lived to [-] years without disease, pain, or disaster.

This method seems to be somewhat similar to the Gu worms in Miaojiang, but Ji Yue hasn't told him about it yet, so Qiao Leting doesn't know much about it for the time being.

Judging from the furnishings in these houses, the villagers of Wangxiang Village did not emigrate to other places, but something happened on a certain day that made them all disappear, and it broke out suddenly without any preparation.

Qiao Leting guessed that this matter was mostly related to those black bugs, but his most important thing now was to find the body of the person in the mirror and the way out of the forgotten village.

Wangcun must have a way to the outside world, otherwise those TVs, instant noodles, juices, textbooks, etc. could not have been made by themselves.Yesterday evening, he also saw a mountain road that might lead to the outside world. Qiao Leting steamed two steamed buns for himself with the flour confiscated from the village chief's house. Not a very good mountain road.

Qiao Leting had expected that this road would not be easy to walk. After all, no one has stepped on it for so many years, but the tree blocking the middle of the road is taller than him, which is a bit too much, and it grows too fast. , Did you feed them with Nutrition Express?

Qiao Leting took the scythe just sharpened at noon and "cut through the thorns and thorns" all the way. During the process, he tripped over the branches and stones under his feet several times. Many strange rocks were inserted in the mountains, which looked like dragon scales from a distance.The air in the mountains is much fresher than in the village, and there are many kinds of trees around. Qiao Leting only knows a relatively basic willow, elm, and locust tree. The trees are growing very well, and the dead leaves on the ground have fallen layer after layer. There was a salsa sizzling sound on top.

It's early spring now, and it's time for everything to recover, but the strange thing is that there are no living creatures on the mountain, not even a single bug, only the bright yellow branches and buds on the treetops indicate that the mountain is alive , is not lifeless.

Qiao Leting climbed for almost four hours, and finally came to the top of the mountain, but there was no way down the mountain.

There was a cliff in front of him, Qiao Leting looked down, there were clouds and mist below, bottomless, there was a rope ladder on the edge of the cliff, he squatted down, pulled the rope ladder up, only to find that the rope ladder had already been exposed to the wind and sun Broken in two, it's useless at all.

It was impossible for him to make a rope ladder to come down, Qiao Leting was walking back down the mountain while thinking if he found the body of the man in the mirror and threw him down the mountain, would it be considered as completing the task.

The way back was much easier than when he came, but it took too long for him to come, so it was already dark when he reached the foot of the mountain.He had to go through a long locust forest to get back to the village.

Qiao Leting stood at the foot of the mountain, and a bright full moon hung on the top of the opposite mountain. The silvery moonlight fell down, and the village not far away was dead silent.He walked into the locust forest with a sickle in his hand. Is it possible that the man's body is hidden in the locust forest in front of him?

According to Feng Shui, pagoda trees are ghosts in trees. Some garden designers like to plant pagoda trees in residential areas and courtyards, which means the descendants of pagoda trees, but in fact, this is not feasible in Fengshui. Miaokou or village entrance is used to attract the souls of people who died in foreign lands to return to their hometowns.

The pagoda tree is one of the five ghost trees. In the past, people preferred to choose pagoda trees when they hanged themselves. The pagoda tree forest in front of them must have been at least 100 years old, and I don’t know how many dead souls have been hanged in it.

The moonlight spilled in through the flourishing branches above the head, leaving mottled shadows on the ground, and there was silence all around, only the rustling sound of stepping on the dead leaves under the feet.

Qiao Leting held a white-bladed sickle like an emotionless killer. He walked here for a long time, but the locust tree forest seemed to have no end. The village was in front of him, but he couldn't get out.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew behind him, a white ghost quickly jumped past him, Qiao Leting turned around to look, but found nothing.

He took out two talisman papers from his pocket, looked around vigilantly, low panting sounds came from all directions, and he saw countless white ghost figures moving towards him from all directions.

The wind was blowing, and there were ghostly shadows. He flew out the talisman paper in his hand, and the talisman paper turned into a ball of fire and fell on the ghost shadow. The ghost shadow disappeared immediately, but before he could lift his leg, another batch of ghost shadows appeared in its original position.

Qiao Leting felt that he might have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, although this ghost hitting the wall seemed a bit different from what Ji Yue said, the index and middle fingers of both hands were joined together, the right hand was vertically in front, and the left hand was placed horizontally in front of his chest. Shouted: "Broken—"

The scene in front of him didn't change in any way, Qiao Leting tilted his head, and retracted it in embarrassment. At this moment, it seemed that someone behind him called his name, and he turned his head away.

A magnified bloody ghost face suddenly appeared in front of him. Without thinking twice, Qiao Leting directly raised the sickle in his hand and slashed at the ghost face, but he only hit a void, and the ghost face in front of him quickly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, countless voices called his name, and Qiao Leting dropped the sickle in his hand to replace it with a hammer. He touched half of the blood on it and called out the ultimate form of the hammer. He took the long sword to kill Quartet.

The ghost shadow disappeared quickly when it touched the tip of his sword. Qiao Leting rushed out of the locust tree forest in such a random way. He put down the long sword in his hand and bent over to pant heavily. Stand not far from yourself.

"Father?" Qiao Leting looked at Ji Yue in surprise, and asked, "Why are you here?"