Museum of the Dead

The few members of the "Burning Love Family" with red, green and green hair in front of them don't look very old, with an average age of about 15 years old, and only one child's style is not very exaggerated, only dyed a small amount of bangs.

Fei Yan was a little surprised, when is this, is this still popular?

Are you shooting Douyin?Fei Yan searched his surroundings like a scanning machine, but he didn't even have a mobile phone!

"How many years is this?" He suddenly realized.

"2008." Amber lifted the bag on her shoulder, as if she was quite satisfied with her body this time, "I forgot to remind you, we will not only travel through space, sometimes even time will change."

"Can it travel to the future?" Fei Yan was pleasantly surprised. He wanted to know if he was still alive in the future and what he would be like.

"No." Amber shook her head, "We are collecting undead. The future has not happened yet, and we have no right to choose. Going back to the past is only because that is the time period when undead are most vulnerable."

"I see." Fei Yan nodded half-understanding, and greeted the group of children in front, "Hey, kid!"

"Ah Hong Ah Green" stared cautiously at the several adults in front of them, "Who are you?"

"We are reporters. We are here for interviews." Fei Yan said improvisingly. He is not lying, and he can barely be called a reporter. "Is there a place to live near here? We want to find a place to rest for a while. .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading boy turned his head and communicated with the people behind him in dialect. Fei Yan could only roughly understand a few sentences.

"Amber, can you translate?"

Amber: "...only the languages ​​of various countries have been added, forgetting about dialects."

Fei Yan smiled helplessly, and Tianling greeted like a hooligan: "Hey, kid! Yes, it's you! The one with the red hair!"

The red hair was hit and wanted to show the world his arrogant and unruly side, so he said angrily, "Why?"

"Where are you from?"

"From home!"

"where is home?"

"...I won't tell you."

"Yo! It's pretty good!" Tianling changed his target, pointing at the child at the back with only a handful of bangs, "You, come here!"

This child seemed to be the youngest, only twelve or thirteen years old, the rest of his hair was black and black, his eyebrows were pretty, and his eyes were black and bright. He looked very well-behaved and was out of tune with the group around him.

"I... Me?" The child's voice was also nice.

Before Tianling asked, he heard someone shouting not far away: "Xiaowei! Xiaowei!"

The child immediately turned his head, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not, and waved vigorously in response: "Sister! Sister! I'm here!"

Then a beautiful girl appeared in the field of vision, she looked about eighteen years old, reminding Fei Yan of a song: There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village, she is good-looking and kind.A pair of beautiful big eyes, thick and long braids.

It's a pity that "Xiaofang" was pale, obviously malnourished, and there was something wrong with her left foot, and she couldn't walk very well. She walked very slowly, and limped to the boy's side, patted his head lightly, gently Blame: "What time is it? I don't know how to go home for dinner!"

"Yo!" Ah Hong and Ah Lu shouted at the side, "Your crippled sister is calling you to go home for dinner!"

"Sister!" The boy called "Xiaowei" ignored them, took his sister's hand, hid behind her, and pointed at Fei Yan and the others, "Those people... said they were reporters and wanted to find a place to live. .”

"Xiaofang" actually noticed these people a long time ago, but she was obviously unfamiliar and didn't take the initiative to talk to them. The younger brother stared at them after saying this, and said cautiously: "You...are...reporters?"

Fei Yan smiled, trying to express his kindness, "Yes, we are here to make a TV show, local delicacies and specialties."

"Xiaofang" looked at the handsome young man in front of her, her face was a little red, and she seemed to understand: "Gourmet specialties?"

Fei Yan nodded: "It's just that you have some delicious food here that is not available in the city. We want to film this on TV."

"Xiaofang" nodded repeatedly after listening, wondering if she understood.

Fei Yan asked her, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Xiaofang." The girl replied timidly.

Fei Yan was taken aback, his name is really Xiaofang!

"Xiaofang," Fei Yan pointed to the three people behind him, and said with a smile, "Take us down the mountain first! The road is not easy, and I haven't found your village yet."

What kind of girl is Xiaofang? She was a little shy in the face of a fair boy who was not a few years older than herself. She turned her gaze elsewhere, "Let me show you the way! Our village is at the foot of this mountain. Let me take you to my house first." My mother is at home, you can talk to her about anything.”

"Thank you!" Fei Yan smiled lightly.

Xiaofang blushed, turned her head to lead the way, and turned her head from time to time to remind them where the road was difficult to walk.

A group of people walked for almost an hour before reaching the foot of the mountain.A few bungalows appeared in front of them, the walls were very white and clean, probably just painted.Some people even set up a small yard at the door, in which various vegetables are planted. Cucumber vines climb up the bamboo poles, which looks lush and green.

"I thought I would be very poor!" Tianling muttered behind him, "It's only 2008, and the cement road has been built to the door of our house."

Xiaofang grabbed her younger brother and stopped in front of a bungalow, "This is my house." After speaking, she shouted into the house in dialect, probably calling her parents to come out.

After a while, a peasant woman came out with her belly out. She was about 40 years old, her hair was tied back in a mess, and she was still cursing, probably blaming the child.

"Mom," Xiaofang didn't resist when she was scolded, she just pointed at the people around her, "I met you on the mountain and said it was a reporter."

The face of the peasant woman changed suddenly. She looked uneducated, but the Mandarin in her mouth was beyond the standard. She was vigilant: "You... are reporters?"

Fei Yan also noticed the change in her mood, and hurriedly explained, "Well, TV reporter, I want to do a food show, let's come here first to explore the road and experience it."

The peasant woman first pulled Xiaowei closer to her and asked him to enter the house to wait, and then said, "Go to another house! The head of our village is at the back."

"Who is it!" A short, middle-aged man with a stomach bigger than a pregnant peasant woman came out of the room, and first yelled at Xiaofang, "Stinky, lose money! Why don't you go and cook!"

Xiaofang looked very afraid of him, her face turned paler from fright, and she hurried into the next room.

The man stared at the four people in front of him: "Who are you!" His voice was very rough, and when he opened his mouth, he smelled a mixture of stinky tobacco and alcohol, and his teeth were also smoky. He must be an old smoker!

Just as Fei Yan was about to explain, Yin Luan dragged him to the back.

I saw Yin Luan took out a few hundred yuan bills, and said in a cold voice, "Can I live here?"

The man never took his eyes off the money, but he didn't take it immediately. He just took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it quickly, and looked at the four people in front of him while smoking.

"There's a warehouse in the back!" The man finished smoking, and took the money, "We'll pay for the meal!" After saying that, he winked at the peasant woman who was standing beside him, and left in a hurry.

A few people followed the peasant woman to an empty house, which looked like a warehouse, but there were few things, enough to accommodate the four of them, but there was a lot of cobweb dust and so on, and it needed to be cleaned.

"This is the only empty room at home." The peasant woman was pregnant with a baby, choked by the dust, and hurried out of the door. "I'll call Xiaofang to clean up for you in a while. Let's rest here for now!"

"No, we can do it ourselves." Fei Yan saw a broom in the corner, "You should be busy first! Excuse me!"

"You're welcome." The peasant woman seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, and she wrinkled her face, "I'll go back and rest first, and call Xiaofang if I have something to do."

"Well, thank you!"

After the peasant woman left, facing the dilapidated house, Tianling shook his head helplessly: "Why did you live here? It's still such a bad environment! There was a small hotel last time!"

Fei Yan picked up the feather duster in the corner and asked Yin Luan: "That man doesn't even know our identities, why did he let us stay here?"

Yin Lu'an: "Smoking, drinking, gambling, he needs money, he doesn't care about our identities. Stay here first, and then ask about the 'clay pot grave' slowly. I think it has something to do with this family."

"The key is that you can't just open your mouth and ask, 'Hey, did your family put the old man in the crock grave?'" Tianling has a sharp nose and is sensitive to dust, and even sneezed several times. "Others not only If you don’t say it, maybe you will kill us!”

"That one just now—" Fei Yan tried to shake off the spider web on the roof, but unfortunately he couldn't touch it no matter how much he hopped.

He was about to move a long bench over there, when he suddenly felt a warm body on his back, and only heard Yin Luan's magnetic voice rang next to his ears: "I'll help you."

Fei Yan felt that it was a bit awkward to be so close, and just as he was about to hand over the feather duster in his hand, he felt his body being lifted up instantly!

Fei Yan: "!"

Is this... holding it high?

So...you help with hygiene...is that how you help?

Tian Ling shook his head beside him, tsk tsk, as expected of the boss, he has learned the essence of the book!But even more powerful is his own master!

Fei Yan felt that it was disgraceful for a big man to be lifted up so easily. His face was flushed, and he was usually eloquent, but now he was trembling when he spoke: "You...you...I...I..."

However, the curator still looked at the spiders crawling around on the roof with a blank expression, and kept talking about business, "You said what happened to that one just now?"

"Huh?" Fei Yan's mind was muddled, his whole body was in a state of emptiness, and he completely forgot what he just said, "What was that just now?"

He didn't wear much clothes, and Yin Lu'an's hand seemed to have magic power. When he touched it, it ignited and made him feel hot all over. Naturally, he ignored the rising temperature on the snake bone bracelet.

"That woman just now," Yin Luan tightened his waist, "don't you think there is something wrong with her?"

"Ah..." Fei Yan was about to explain, when Tian Ling shushed beside him, "Someone is coming, the footsteps are that little girl."

The two looked out the door together, only to see Xiaofang holding a big quilt, walking to the door and stopping.

Only then did Fei Yan realize that he was still in Yin Lu's arms!

He hurriedly patted Yin Luan's hand away, landed on the ground, pretended to cough twice, and said calmly: "That...Xiao Fang, we just now—"

Xiaofang carried the quilt, and pointed to the corner with some difficulty: "There is a bamboo pole, you can tie the duster to it, otherwise it will not be reachable on the roof."

Fei Yan: "...Thank you." Thanks to the countryside in 2008 where the Internet was not very developed and mobile phones were not popular, for allowing girls to be so simple!

Holding a large bed of quilts, Xiaofang was not too tired to panic, and said kindly: "My mother asked me to bring it over. There are many insects here. I will bring you two plates of mosquito coils later."

Fei Yan stepped forward to take the quilt from Xiaofang, and put it on a clean table.Seeing that the room hadn't been cleaned much, Xiaofang picked up the broom in the corner, "Let me help you!"

"Need not--"

"fine."

The author has something to say: Yin Luan: Kiss, hug and hold high!Daughter-in-law, you should lose weight!

Fei Yan: ...

This chapter has been changed, please read it again~~ It was too ooc before!

The story begins, maybe some places will be scary~~