God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

"This is considered an illegal building, right?" Facing such a shocking underground city, Wen Xichun's focus was very strange.

The hole where the three of them are standing is about four or five meters high from the ground. There are no stairs, and there is only a tree with a crooked neck next to it.

The three of them hesitated and climbed up the trunk like Tarzan. As soon as their feet hit the ground, they felt strange.

Under the soft soil? There seemed to be countless strange little creatures rolling back and forth.

Yao Jingrong's face was livid, and he quickly stepped onto the stone steps beside him.

Perhaps, he felt that what was crawling under the soil was some kind of cockroach creature beginning with the word "small".

"Maybe this is Heishui Village." Wen Xichun pointed to a wooden sculpture at the entrance of the village.

The grotesque monkey opened its mouth wide and showed its sharp teeth, looking like a sign.

And? On the lower part of the wood carving, the three big characters of "Black Water Village" were crookedly engraved, and finally covered with ink.

Because it is underground, only a few openings above the head diffuse weak light, so the whole village looks like it has a layer of green light, which is reminiscent of the lens color used in the alien film.

"But why can't even see a person here." Wen Xichun looked around, except for the weird buildings, this place looked like a dead city, not to mention people, not even a bird.

But because it is underground, it is normal that there are no birds.

"Everything should be done carefully, but what I'm curious about now is, that? Did the missing girl find Heishui Village, or maybe she was killed before she came here?"

Yun Mu looked around and raised his camera, wanting to record this spectacle.

"No matter what, this place is by no means a good place. Let's go ahead and have a look."

The huge Heishui Village covers an area as large as three or four universities, far exceeding most villages in China. For unknown reasons, the building materials here are all wooden, and they are all built under the house? One floor, It is supported by four feet, and the color of the house is too fancy, and the strong color contrast makes people feel dizzy.

What's more, every doorway of every household is hung? A black block of wood, if you look carefully, it is a kind of hand-carved villain. Are they all pierced? A few steel nails, and the body is wrapped in layers of black gauze.

Horror is, every villain's body is pasted with a strip of cloth with different names and dates written on it.

Judging from the date, it is likely to be the birth year? month of the name written on the cloth strip.

"These? What are they?" Wen Xichun sized them up carefully, just about to reach out to take them down? Let's take a look——

"Don't move." Yun Muyao stopped him.

Wen Xichun's hand was quickly retracted as if it had been electrified.

"Although I don't know, but these? Wooden figures may have two uses. One is to summon the deceased ancestors to protect the house, and the other is to curse others."

Although Wen Xichun didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he was secretly relieved. Fortunately, Yun Muyao stopped drinking himself in time.

The three of them left for some time? Just as they were about to marvel at the vastness of the village, they unexpectedly discovered that the buildings in front of them seemed a bit familiar.

Isn't this the seven-story ancient building that I saw when I came here?

"We seem to be coming back?" Wen Xichun turned his head and saw the long and narrow cave they passed through when they came.

"It didn't come back around? It's because the village is in a circular shape. It should be built next to the water. This black water river runs through the whole village." Yun Muyao frowned. People's extremely poor senses make people feel uncomfortable.

"Otherwise, let's go into the seventh floor to see if there are any clues." Wen Xichun suggested, not because of curiosity.

The three of them looked at each other and thought it was right. Instead of continuing to circle around here, it is better to take the initiative to attack.

When the tiptoes of the three had just stepped on the stone steps outside the seven-story building——

"Boom-"

The strange bell rang out loudly, echoing in the lonely and empty village.

Immediately afterwards, hurried footsteps sounded behind them.

The three subconsciously touched the police guns at their waists, pulled the safety catch, and slowly turned around with their fingers on the trigger——

Can’t tell the truth one by one? People with weird smiles are standing behind them, and their bright costumes complement the houses behind them.

This group of people seemed to come out of the ground suddenly, making it impossible to imagine where they were hiding in the first place.

But take a closer look, the clothes they are wearing... seem to be very similar to He Yan's.

I don't know whether it is affected by the light or the psychological effect of several people. They always feel that the group of people in front of them seems to be green, which sets off the pale skin. shock.

The leader is an old woman with criss-cross wrinkles, her face is like a dead tree, her right eye is completely white without any melanin, and only a small dark pupil can be seen in the middle.

Even though she was smiling, it was chilling.

"Welcome, welcome. It's been a long time since we've had any guests here." The old woman smiled and all her wrinkles stretched out.

She took out a few black oily leaves from the cloth bag she carried with her, rubbed them vigorously between three fingers, and then held them up high towards Wen Xichun.

Wen Xichun was startled, and subconsciously hid to the side.

"Don't be afraid, this is our welcome ceremony here. This kind of leaves are mint soaked in divine water, which can drive away ghosts and evil spirits. It seems that my grandma treats you as distinguished guests?"

Suddenly, a snow-white little girl emerged from the crowd. The little girl looked about seventeen or eighteen. Compared with other people in the village with strange faces, she looked much more normal. Also comely and clean.

The three looked at each other and exchanged a look, as if they had reached a consensus.

Wen Xichun took a step forward, made a slight commitment, and offered to hand over his head to the old woman.

The old woman gently wiped Wen Xichun's forehead with her hand covered with leaf juice, and she still muttered: "Pray for my honored guests, and wish you all a happy birthday, as long as the sun and the moon... "

The strong mint flavor hits the face.

Next, Yao Jingrong and Yun Muyao also accepted the blessing from the old woman.

Wen Xichun touched his wet forehead, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, we also came here by accident, and we didn't mean to offend everyone."

The snow-white girl covered her mouth and smiled: "It's okay, here we are as guests, so naturally we won't lose our courtesy, but we can find this place, it seems that a few of you have a lot of predestined relationship with us." "

The little girl spoke eloquently, and it seemed that she had studied for a few years.

The old woman flicked the leaf juice on her fingers and smiled kindly: "This place has no access to the village or back, and it's not easy to come here once. Why don't you stay with us for a few more days and rest your feet."

"Alright, then I'll trouble you all?" Wen Xichun smiled, looking quietly at the two people at the side.

Their expression management is very good, and they haven't revealed any flaws.

The little girl led the three of them into the village and walked, chattering endlessly: "The one who gave you blessings just now is my grandma, who is also the village head here. If you have anything to do, you can find her or me."

"What should I call you?"

"Just call me Alan." The little girl smiled sweetly, like a little innocent who has not been involved in the world.

She led the three of them to an ancestral hall. The gate of the ancestral hall was tall and grand, but it revealed a little gloomy atmosphere.

"This is a place to worship the ancestors. The ancestors often taught us when they were alive. The way of hospitality is the greatest. How many of you have come? I think they will be very happy."

Although the little girl Alan wanted to express that her ancestors were kind and kind, and hoped that they would not mind that this is an ancestral hall, Wen Xichun still found it strange to hear her say that.

The door of the ancestral hall was opened, and there was a wide courtyard in front of the eyes. There was a large square water tank in the middle. The water in it seemed to be old for a while, and there was still a thin layer of dust floating on the surface of the water.

Alan was busy cleaning up and down the house, making three?

Wen Xichun grabbed the broom: "I'll do it, you can rest."

"Then I'll go and prepare food for you." Alan seemed to be a warm-hearted person who couldn't stay idle.

"However, I'm curious. You live underground? You don't see the sun. How do you grow crops?" Yao Jingrong began to insinuate.

"There are naturally special methods in special circumstances." Alan smiled, showing a few white teeth.

It could be heard that she didn't particularly want to talk, so Yao Jingrong couldn't keep asking.

"Living underground? Wouldn't it be inconvenient?" If you have to have an inquisitive nuisance, as long as you can find out useful information, Wen Xichun is willing to be this? Annoyance.

Alan stopped what he was doing, and suddenly raised his head. After a while, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his lips again: "The real inconvenience is being pestered all the time, isn't it?"

Wen Xichun doesn't quite understand what it means to be entangled by someone, and who is entangled by. She must have something in her words to imply herself who broke into this place rudely.

As if seeing Wen Xichun's confusion, Alan patted the damp quilt and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you. To be honest, we have no choice but to settle here. Okay. Already, I'm going to get you dinner."

Alan got up, and Lianbu quickly left the ancestral hall.

After walking for a long time, his legs and feet were sore and numb. When Wen Xichun sat on the bed, the old bed board made an unpleasant creaking sound.

Yun Muyao was not idle either, and walked to the front hall while the two of them were sitting down and resting, and came to the big square water tank.

In front of the water tank is enshrined the spiritual tablets of the local ancestors, and on both sides are two separate passages that are only as wide as one person's body, and two big locks keep all curious people out.

Yun Muyao approached the dozens of seats, one by one? Name by one? Name.

A few of them are really familiar. I have seen these names in the literature on exorcism before. According to the literature records, they first settled in the southern Fujian generation, and later fled to? North, but what is the specific reason? There is no record in the literature, and there is very little information about this matter at night.

Yun Muyao felt his heart skip a beat.

Perhaps these? People are the descendants of this group of exorcist celestial masters, or perhaps, they can directly know the secret of their escape to the north from their mouths.

Once written into the literature, it is bound to attract great attention from the folklore circles.

Yun Muyao took out the phone, stroked the back cover of the phone lightly, and then put the phone? Behind one of the spiritual seats? Hidden.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just took some? Come here." Alan's gentle voice came from outside the ancestral hall, and then, the aroma of the food wafted along with it.

Seeing that Yun Muyao was standing in front of the coffin and researching something, Alan's face was slightly stiff? Stiff, but immediately smiled again: "Why are you standing here, should you take a good rest?"

Yun Muyao smiled: "You don't even ask what we do, so you're not afraid of attracting wolves into the house?"

Alan put the dinner plate on the stone table, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, a friend is born from the heart, look at the faces of a few people? Good, it doesn't look like a bad person."

Even though he received praise, Yun Muyao knew in his heart that Alan hadn't completely let go of his wariness towards them, so he was just testing them out.

Just like myself, I was also testing her.

"Right? My grandma asked me to bring it to you just now." Alan took out three small yellow triangular cloth bags from his pocket and handed them over. "This is our custom here. This is a talisman. Please be sure to Carry."

After finishing speaking, a smile appeared on the corner of Alan's mouth: "This is advice."

Yun Muyao took the amulet calmly: "Thank her old lady for us."

The dinner that Alan sent was the same as what he usually ate. It was a very ordinary meal and tasted good. According to Alan, it was cooked by grandma for them.

After eating dinner and doing a simple wash, the three of them should rest as usual.

Just came to such a mysterious place, the three? None of them felt sleepy, especially——

Yao Jingrong glanced at Yun Muyao who was lying on his right, with an indifferent expression.

It can be seen that Yao Jingrong and Yun Muyao must have had conflicts before. Considering this situation, Wen Xichun offered to sleep in the middle, but Yao Jingrong vetoed it.

There is no way, there is only one Datong bed in the ancestral hall, and anyone who doesn't want to sleep on the floor.

It was pitch black, especially in the ground, where no light could penetrate.

Wen Xichun huddled in the corner, behind him was Yao Jingrong's rhythmic breathing, and the warm breath sprayed on the back of his head, making his scalp numb.

He pulled the covers over to cover his head.

But the quilt was too small, and it was still wrapped around two people. With a light pull, it also moved the other person under the quilt forward a few minutes.

In the warm bed, a hand quietly stretched out, wrapped Wen Xichun's thin waist, and pulled back hard, Wen Xichun's whole body was pulled into the back? That person Bo Jian mind.

The restless thief's hand continued to grope, and when he touched Wen Xichun's hand, he gently grasped it, buried his head in the back of his neck, and kept an extremely ambiguous posture like this. at every turn.

"Let go." Wen Xichun lowered his voice, for fear of disturbing Yun Muyao.

But Yao Jingrong remained unmoved, even his breathing did not change.

Wen Xichun looked back without showing any trace.

This man has such a big heart that he fell asleep so quickly? Is his head full of paste?

Wen Xichun sighed softly, and arched his body forward with all his strength, but found that Yao Jingrong's hands were clamping him tightly like crab claws. Although he was reluctant, he was really too lazy to continue wasting energy with him, so he could only Curl up as much as possible to minimize physical contact.

But there seems to be a strange point in my head all the time tormenting myself. Although the body keeps sending out warning signals of "tiredness", the mind is very clear. Every time I close my eyes, that strange point jumps out. ?About? Gouging his head heavily.

Yao Jingrong behind him seemed to be tired from maintaining this posture all the time. He withdrew his hand, turned around, and lay flat.

The moment he let go of his hand, that weird point in his mind suddenly burst out.

When they came to this village, no one appeared even though they walked around the village, but when they were about to step into the seven-story ancient building, the group of people seemed like ghosts. come out—