After knocking on the door of the evil god pretty [unlimited]

"Nineteen." Si Qingyan kept his fingers inward in front of him, and clicked in a circle. There were still only nineteen people in their team.

"How could this be?" Zuo Haoming frowned.

Xu Qingqiong and the other two also had doubts on their faces. They counted the money before, and it was indeed three thousand and eight.

As long as they came here with money, the money was [-] more this way...

Xu Qingqiong looked at the group of newcomers on the other side of the open space. There can be no ghosts in broad daylight, so it can only be human beings, but who can put 400 yuan more in front of them? What is the point of doing so? ?

Create panic?

Picture what?

Zuo Haoming took a deep breath, looked at the woman beside him, "Do you have a list and itinerary?"

The woman collected the money and looked up at Zuo Haoming, "What do you want with that thing?"

"It's not that there are too many people here, so it's easy to explain if you ask." Zuo Haoming said.

The woman's eyes leaped over Si Qingyan and the others glanced at the other people standing in the distance with uneasy faces, and pursed their lips, as if they thought they were troublesome, but after thinking about it, they said: "There is no fixed itinerary, everyone finds their own There is a place to live, and there will be a fixed meal time every morning, noon and evening.”

"Usually you can walk around by yourself, as long as you don't leave the village too far, it's fine, but let's say it first, this is a voluntary activity, and we will not be responsible if something happens."

"By the way, my name is Wang Panrong, and I'm the person in charge of this event. If you have anything to do, you can find me."

"En." Zuo Haoming nodded.

"We plan to stay here for a total of seven days. There should be a bonfire meeting on the last day. We will inform you later."

After finishing speaking, Wang Panrong said again: "This mountain is very dangerous. I heard that people have died before. Don't wander around after nightfall. Just stay in the camp. Don't go out alone during the day. Try to form a team with others. "

"Did someone die?" Zuo Haoming suddenly recovered.

"Didn't you say it in the post before?"

"I was busy organizing people before, so I didn't pay attention to it." Zuo Haoming laughed.

"I heard that a group of people came here for a picnic before, but two people disappeared. A group of people searched in the mountains for two or three days before finding them. When they found them, they were all dead."

After a pause, Wang Panrong added, "It is said that the death was extremely miserable, as if it was eaten by something, leaving only a layer of skin hanging on the tree. It is also said that there is something in the mountains looking for a substitute, But these are just rumors and cannot be trusted.”

"Eat it?" Zuo Haoming frowned.

"Why are you so interested in this kind of thing?" Wang Panrong was not very willing to say more.

This village is far away from human habitation, which already makes people feel a little uneasy, but if they keep talking about these gods and ghosts, it makes people feel even more uncomfortable.

"I'm writing for a magazine, and that's what I write about. Otherwise, this place is so remote, I can't come." Zuo Haoming smiled.

Wang Panrong looked Zuo Haoming up and down, and indeed saw a bit of bookishness in Zuo Haoming, she nodded, no longer surprised, "I have heard other people say the specific situation, if you are really curious, you can ask other people. "

After speaking, Wang Panrong turned around and continued to work without waiting for them to ask any more questions.

Seeing her walking away, Zuo Haoming and the others looked at each other.

Everyone's faces were serious. If what Wang Panrong said was true, then someone must have died in this mountain.

"I'll go find out more." Xu Qingqiong looked at a group of people chatting on the grass beside her.

In addition to nineteen of them, nearly twenty people from Wang Panrong's school also came. Besides them and Wang Panrong and the others, there were two other groups. two women.

There are about [-] people in total, and it looks quite lively.

Many people in the open space are setting up tents, and the tents of different colors make the entire open space look a bit crowded.

There are still several cars parked in a row of open space near the main road outside the stockade, including the small trucks that Wang Panrong and his school organized to deliver supplies, and there are also RVs.

There are many people and lively, and the atmosphere in the whole village is particularly lively and lively.

"I'll take them to find a place to live." Zuo Haoming pointed to the group of newcomers who were still standing there.

The thin-looking man looked at Zuo Haoming and then at Xu Qingqiong, turned around and walked aside, he had to familiarize himself with the environment first.

The college student with glasses looked around and took a step towards Xu Qingqiong.

He still doesn't believe that this is really a dungeon, but he doesn't mind following Xu Qingqiong to get some more information first.If this is a full-person show, then this information must be especially important.

Si Qingyan looked to the left and then decided to take a look nearby.

A group of people dispersed separately.

The thin-looking man went straight to the vicinity of the stockade, wanting to investigate the vicinity of the stockade.Si Qingyan was more interested in the environment inside the village, so he headed towards the village.

The stockade has a sense of age, it should be a product of the last century, but for some reason, all the people in the stockade moved out, and the stockade became empty.

Many of the stilted buildings around the open space in front of the stockade have collapsed, but many stilted buildings at the back are still intact. Walking inside, Si Qingyan has the illusion of dreaming back to the last century.

There are only one or two hundred households in the village, and Si Qingyan walked around the village along the winding path in less than 10 minutes, and the whole village was covered.

Standing behind the stockade, Si Qingyan looked along the open space in front of him.

From the front of the stockade, the entire stockade is located on the flat ground halfway up the mountain, and behind it are rolling mountains.

But from the back of the village, the scene is completely different.

Behind the village is a not-so-high cliff, only about a hundred meters up and down. There are some rocks at the bottom of the cliff, and a not-so-wide stream runs on the other side, which looks quite dangerous.

Si Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the edge of the cliff.

I didn't feel it when I stood far away before, but the feeling of danger became clearer when I got closer. If I fell from the top, I would definitely die.

Si Qingyan poked his head out to watch for a while, then looked away, and wanted to go back to the village.

It took him only two steps to find out that there was a sense of malicious staring, and he suddenly looked up, and his sight came from the stockade in front of him.

Si Qingyan looked in the direction the line of sight came from. At the end of the line of sight was a tall building that had not yet collapsed. The high-rise building had not been held back for a long time. The door opened obliquely, and the inside was pitch black. Only the corner of a table can be vaguely seen.

There was no one in the room, and the vague sense of staring disappeared.

The open space in front of the village is full of people, talking and laughing constantly, the whole village feels like a quaint fairyland lost in time and space.

But the backside of the village was empty except for Si Qingyan. In the forgotten quaint village, with weeds and winding paths, and rotten moss-covered roofs, everything was no longer beautiful, and it made people panic.

The corner of Si Qingyan's mouth curled up, and he walked towards the building.

Soon, Si Qingyan stood in front of the tall building.

As he got closer, he could vaguely see what was going on in the living room.

There is only an old table in the hall on the high corner building, with aging stools on both sides of the table, and there is a passage on the left and right sides of the table, which can lead to the inside.

There is no door in the passage, but a layer of cloth is hung, and the cloth has long been worn out with the erosion of time.

In the darkness, the door cloth swayed slightly, as if waving to someone.

Si Qingyan stepped on the stairs, and went upstairs amidst a burst of sour teeth creaking.

Before coming to the hall, Si Qingyan raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock."

No one answered the door.

"I'm coming in." Si Qingyan was very polite.

Si Qingyan entered the door, he walked around the living room, chose one of the passages and walked towards the back.

When the door curtain was opened, an obvious musty smell came from the door curtain immediately. I wonder if it was Si Qingyan's illusion, but the musty smell seemed to have a bit of blood in it.

Behind the hall is a yard, not too big, with chicken coops and some sundries in it, and a circle of houses around the yard.

Si Qingyan walked around the courtyard along the corridor.

That faint sense of gaze never reappeared, as if everything was just his illusion.

After Si Qingyan circled the courtyard again, he returned to the hall and walked downstairs.

The entire village has been unoccupied for a long time, not only the house, but even the floor of the corridor is covered with dust.

Si Qingyan stepped on his own footprints downstairs, walked a certain distance, he suddenly stopped and looked back.

Si Qingyan returned to the turret. He looked towards the stairs he had just walked. On the stairs, there were three footprints, one entering, two exiting.

The two footprints were shoe prints, and the other one was incomplete, as if someone had taken off his shoes and was walking on his toes, and every step was in his footprints, which was why he didn't notice it at first.

He went in once, and then came out again. It is normal to leave two shoe prints, but what happened to the extra footprint?

Si Qingyan turned his head and looked behind him, the whole village was silent, those dark windows and doors were like eyes watching him quietly.

The corners of Si Qingyan's mouth rose uncontrollably.

He stepped up the stairs again, carefully avoiding the extra footprints, and followed the footprints to search in the house.

The footprints spread all the way from the stairs to the living room, and then stopped abruptly in the rear yard.

Si Qingyan was very interested.

No one was found, Si Qingyan left the high-footed building again in disappointment, and headed forward.

When he returned to the open space in front of him, Zuo Haoming had already led a group of people to choose one of the high-storied buildings close to the open space to clean up, and wanted to use this high-storied building as their resting place for the next few days.

They didn't bring anything with them when they came. Although they paid for the meals, they didn't even think about the tents.

They didn't care about this either. If they couldn't leave within seven days, they would lose their lives. How could they care about sleeping in a tent?

Seeing Si Qingyan come back, Zuo Haoming immediately looked over, "How is it?"

Si Qingyan tilted his head and thought, "It's very lively in the village."

Zuo Haoming was dumbfounded, he looked at the open space outside, it was really lively, there were nearly 50 people, could it not be lively?

Si Qingyan walked aside, took off his backpack and put it down, then opened it and rummaged inside.

Soon, he found a bundle of strong nylon ropes for climbing.

Zuo Haoming has been paying attention to Si Qingyan, seeing Si Qingyan open his backpack and seeing that Si Qingyan's backpack is full of various knives, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

"What are you doing with the rope?" Zuo Haoming was in extremely complicated mood.

Si Qingyan looked up, and he gestured to Zuo Haoming with the rope in his hand, making sure that he could tie people up, he showed a reassuring smile.

Unlike before, he came prepared this time.

Si Qingyan swelled as he imagined holding ten with his left hand and two with his right.

Sensing what Si Qingyan was thinking, Fuwen Zhongsi opened his red eyes, and he felt more and more that Si Qingyan might have some strange misunderstanding about ghosts.

Even if others want to sign a contract with a ghost, it is out of the mentality of taking advantage of it, but Si Qingyan is different, he likes something strange.

"Have you seen it?" Zuo Haoming watched Si Qingyan gesturing to him for a long time before showing a satisfied smile, and felt his scalp go numb.

Si Qingyan shook his head, "I only saw footprints."

Si Qingyan briefly recounted what happened just now.

He thought that thing was a bit strange, ghosts would not appear during the day, and ordinary ghosts were incorporeal and didn't need to walk, but that thing not only appeared during the day but also left footprints.

The footprints are also very strange, like a person walking on padded feet.

But who needs to walk on padded feet?

Or, it's not human at all...

Si Qingyan tried to imagine it, and the smile on his face suddenly became more intense.

Zuo Haoming frowned and looked into the distance. Everyone in the open space was talking and laughing together, and he remembered the 400 yuan.

There is another explanation for what Si Qingyan said, that is, someone in this village was following Si Qingyan, and after being discovered by Si Qingyan, he hid, and when Si Qingyan entered the back yard, he took off his shoes and stood on tiptoe Stepping on Si Qingyan's footprints and leaving.

But he didn't understand why the other party did this, what was he trying to do?

Zuo Haoming took a deep breath.

This village is located in the deep mountains and wild forests, far away from the city. If there is really something that is neither human nor ghost in this mountain, then there is no place for them to escape...

Si Qingyan tilted his head slightly, tied a round knot on his own rope, and made preparations in advance.

A monster that looks like a human but is not human and walks on tiptoes. Should it tie its neck or feet?

"Don't pick up all the messy things at home." In the rune, the corners of Si's eyes twitched.

Si Qingyan thought about it and decided to tie his neck.

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