hell feng shui department

Since the handwriting matches, that's all right. Zhuxi Village probably has some unclear relationship with the bones in the mass grave.

In this way, the appearance of Guangjian Temple is even more intriguing.

Zhuang Sui pondered for a moment, then snorted softly, wanting to see who would dare to engage in such shady activities in his field.

Now that the case has come to the fore, Lu Wangzhi naturally has to take care of it. After discussing with Zhuang Sui, he guessed that Ye Tianshuang and Zhou Huai might also go to the village, so he made up his mind to go to the village to find out.

The two went down the stone steps one after the other. After walking for a while, Lu Wangzhi stopped in the middle of the mountain. He stared at the mountain and the distribution of villages below, and said thoughtfully: "Look at the appearance of this village. Isn't the layout and Feng Shui too bad?"

Zhuang Sui raised his eyes and felt something strange: "The blue dragon is surrounded by mountains and mist in the east, and the white tiger is surrounded by mountains in the west. The tiger sand is too high and too long, and it is in the south of the village. Mingtang is a standard situation of 'white tiger walks through the hall, and the family is destroyed'. Great evil."

However, when the two arrived at the entrance of the village, they found that the village was not only not fierce, but also quite lively.

Lu Wangzhi glanced at the tourists who gathered at the archway at the entrance of the village to take pictures, and said, "It's interesting, how can there be such a place with a bad feng shui, but it looks bustling as usual."

Wherever the feng shui is fierce, the atmosphere will be particularly depressing, but the houses in Zhuxi Village are orderly, the chickens and dogs are heard, the villagers are busy walking around, and the atmosphere of life is strong, and there is no sign of decay.

The two had never seen such a refutation before, and they both found it interesting, so they followed a few tourists and walked in with everyone following the sound of firecrackers.

Lu Wangzhi saw everything around him. To be honest, the village looked well-maintained. There were osmanthus trees planted on both sides of the road, and the autumn wind brought the fragrance of flowers. He sneezed lightly, his eyes brightened, and smelled the fragrance of flowers There is a faint smell below.

Turning a corner, a small square paved with stone slabs appeared in front of you. In the square, about 50 people were circling around a [-]-meter-long thing, and many tourists surrounded it curiously to take pictures.

After a few glances, Zhuang Sui and Lu Wangzhi understood that the villagers were pulling fire dragons.They walked around the crowd and walked to a brick tower three to four meters high, just in time to hear some tourists discussing what the tower was used for.

"Hey, look at this tower, why is it full of holes?"

Looking back, Lu Wangzhi saw that the small tower behind him had a wide base and a pointed top. The outer walls were all made of semicircular arched tiles and bricks. The situation here.

Zhuang Sui said: "It seems that the young man was right. This village is really planning to dance the fire dragon and burn the Panta."

Lu Wangzhi, the fire dragon dancer, knew about it, but he had never seen the latter one: "What is Shaopanta?"

"On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went to the tower in advance to pile up straw and dead branches, and then ignited it. After the tower burned red and fanned the wind from the air outlet, the sparks would go to the top of the tower. The scene was as spectacular as a fire. In the old days, there were many This custom exists everywhere, but there are very few villages that still retain this custom.”

I can remember that there are several villages with this custom, all of which are located in the surrounding area of ​​Dongyun Mountain. To be honest, he also has some impressions of Zhuxi Village, but there are too many villages around Dongyun Mountain, so he can only remember this Just a name.

The two looked east and west, and walked around the village for an hour. They didn't see Ye Tianshuang and Zhou Huai, but Lu Wangzhi figured out how many households there were in the village.

"How to say?" Zhuang Sui asked.

"I made a rough count, and there are probably less than 150 households in this village." Lu Wangzhi said, "But I have carefully checked all the individuals, and they are all alive."

If there were any tourists walking beside them at this time, they would definitely be shocked to hear this.

What does it mean to be alive?Isn't it alive or dead?

Zhuang Sui's face showed interest, he waved his hand to blow away the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the wind, and sniffed lightly: "That's strange, since they are all alive, why do these people have a bad smell. "

—It was a very faint smell of carrion.

Ordinary people may not be able to detect it, but both he and Lu Wangzhi have been through the wind and rain for a long time, and even though it is covered by a strong floral fragrance, the smell still cannot escape their noses.

"Do you want to grab someone to ask?" Zhuang Sui loosened his fingers, and his joints were beeping softly.

Lu Wangzhi shook his head: "Don't startle me. This village is weird. We don't have any evidence now. It's useless to ask. Besides, Tianshuang and the others don't know where they are. I'm worried that they might get caught up in something."

"Okay." Zhuang Sui nodded, "Then shall we leave the village first and then make plans, or find a place to live here?"

The answer to this question will soon be found. Just when the two of them walked back to the small square, suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky and it rained heavily. In a few minutes, the rain stopped and changed to light rain.

Fearing that it would rain again, a few tourists hurried out of the village, trying to go out of the mountain along the path, but they came back about 10 minutes later with not very good expressions on their faces.

"There was heavy fog on the mountain, and the mountain road could not be seen clearly, and the ground was very slippery. One of our companions sprained his foot."

A villager who was resting at the entrance of the ancestral hall looked at them and said, "Our village is not good because of this. There is only one road leading out. When it rains, there will be fog. When there is fog, you can't see the road. It is very dangerous to go up the mountain at this time." Yes, just wait a little longer, you have to wait until the fog clears before you can go, otherwise you will easily get off on a remote path, and it will be even more difficult to get out."

The tourists were still chattering there. After talking for a while, everyone was a little hungry. Seeing that they couldn't go up the mountain in a short time, they asked which restaurant in the village had good food, and swarmed to eat first.

Knowing that they were not in a hurry to eat, Lu Wang went back to the entrance of the village and followed the path up the mountain.

The mountain was shrouded in mist, the autumn wind mixed with rain, and the temperature dropped sharply.The two of them walked halfway and found that they couldn't see their fingers. If they just walked on the stone steps by feeling, they would inexplicably divert to another path after walking for a while. No matter how they walked, they couldn't go back to Guangjian Temple.

Both of them realized that this was a ghost hitting the wall. It was not difficult for them to solve the situation, but they were not very friendly to the tourists who were still in the village. Thinking of the other two little friends who went somewhere to have fun Lu Wangzhi had no choice but to walk back to the village with Zhuang Sui stepping on the stone steps.

There was a restaurant near the small square, and it was very crowded. Almost all the tourists who came to play today gathered in the restaurant. When Lu Wangzhi walked in, he glanced at the door and felt that there were thirty or forty people sitting inside.

As soon as he found a seat by the window and sat down, he saw Zhuang Sui turn around and go to the kitchen. He didn't know what he was going for, and he didn't come back after he went.Lu Wangzhi waited for ten minutes in bewilderment before seeing Zhuang Sui coming out of the kitchen with a plate in each hand.

"Eat." Zhuang Sui broke apart a pair of disposable chopsticks, crossed them to grind off the small splinters on the chopsticks, and then handed them to Lu Wangzhi.

Lu Wangzhi flipped through the dishes in front of him, a plate of fried pork with crispy bamboo shoots, and a plate of fish soaked in loofah, both were very delicious.

"You made it?" Lu Wangzhi knew once he tasted it, it must be Zhuang Sui's handicraft.

"There is a problem in this village. I was afraid that the food I ate would not be clean, so I went to the kitchen to cook it myself." Uncle Zhuang was confident, and went into the kitchen to fill two bowls of rice, completely ignoring the strange eyes of everyone in the restaurant.

Zhuang Sui is excellent at making dim sum, and the dishes are not bad. He pays attention to the taste and taste, and the tourists sitting nearby are drooling. Fortunately, the chefs in this restaurant are also decent. After walking in the mountains for a day, they were hungry and gobbled it up. After eating, he stopped coveting Lu Wangzhi's food on their table.

After eating, it took only two, three, 10 minutes before and after, but the sky outside was completely dark.

The tourists who still wanted to rush out of the mountain were startled when they saw this, and they were a little confused.Someone tried to walk towards the mountain road, but was quickly frightened back by the pitch-black scene. It was really a matter of life, and no one could climb up this pitch-black ravine.

Someone tried to make a phone call, but the signal was intermittent, like it was raining outside, and no one managed to contact relatives and friends outside the mountain.

A middle-aged man in gray clothes complained to the owner of the restaurant. The owner took no offense and said perfunctorily, "You can stay in the village for one night. The accommodation in our village is only a few dozen yuan a night, and we will return tomorrow morning." Just get out of the mountain."

The gray-clothed man continued to yell, but a few tourists who were watching TV cut in to ask the boss.

"Boss, don't lie to us. The hostels in this village are already full. There is no place to live."

Lu Wangzhi learned from what they said that these people actually came to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration in the village. The celebration seemed to be quite popular, and the guest house was full, so they couldn't find a room when they went.

The boss then said: "Some villagers have converted their homes into homestays. You can go out and have a look later. If you think the conditions are acceptable, you can actually consider it."

The gray-clothed man came out to play with his wife and children. His wife seemed to be a little interested in the celebration in the village. After asking other tourists for details, she became a little moved.

Everyone went out one after another after paying for the meal. The gray-clothed man couldn't hold back his wife, so he reluctantly agreed to check the accommodation conditions in the village first.

After everyone had left, Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang Sui followed.The two stayed behind a group of tourists. As soon as they left the restaurant, they saw a row of villagers holding price signs sitting under a banyan tree in a small square for people to rest. When they saw tourists appearing, they rushed over.

Zhuang Sui saw that these people were still holding photos of their own rooms in their hands, and a group of people waved the photos around there, similar to the aunts and uncles in the blind date corner.

This was a time of competition to snatch customers. Those very enthusiastic villagers quickly took away a few tourists. Zhuang Sui looked at it for a while and found a strange situation. Except for the room he lived in, these villagers actually lived in There is only one single room, and mothers can squeeze in with their children. Other adult tourists often choose to live in several connected families.

Zhuang Sui narrowed his eyes slightly, and noticed that there was a man under the banyan tree, although he had a sign in his hand, but the surrounding villagers seemed to isolate him intentionally or unintentionally.

He squeezed several times and saw that he couldn't squeeze it anymore, so he quit, sat back under the tree and looked up at the sky with a cigarette in his mouth.

Zhuang Sui thought for a while, then pulled Lu Wangzhi towards that person.

"Brother, can your house stay?"

The man didn't expect that there would be a guest to greet him, so he was stunned for a few seconds before he hurriedly stood up: "Yes, yes... 40 yuan a night, single room, do you want to stay?"

40 yuan a night is really cheap, Zhuang Sui asked again: "Is there any room for two people?"

The man noticed Lu Wangzhi next to him and shook his head: "No...only a single room."

An enthusiastic middle-aged woman saw the movement here, and hurriedly inserted a photo: "Sir, there are few houses in our village, and they are all single rooms. He will live in one, and the rest will come to my house, right? "

Lu Wangzhi glanced left and right, not knowing what Zhuang Sui was up to, so he just watched in silence.

Zhuang Sui didn't look at the middle-aged woman, but stared at the previous person and continued: "I don't want to live separately from him, let's just have a single room in your house, I'll give you [-], we both live in, okay?"

Before the man could respond, the middle-aged woman wanted to argue again: "The bed is so small, how can two people be squeezed in, so why not sleep in the arms of others?"

The man also murmured: "That's right...it's quite crowded."

But Zhuang Sui had already made up his mind, he shook his head and said, "No, let's go together, he and I usually sleep in our arms, it's totally fine."

Lu Wangzhi: "???"

Both the middle-aged woman and the man were stunned.

The eyes of the middle-aged woman flickered: "Are you that, that..."

Zhuang Sui grabbed Lu Wangzhi's shoulders, leaning on Lu Wangzhi's body as if intimately, and said with a smile: "A pair."

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