"Sir, that ghost village is Fengmen Village." Wang Fan also said embarrassedly.

"Okay, you go first."

Jiang Yun waved his hand and asked Wang Fan to leave here.

Wang Fan nodded and left directly.

On the second day, Jiang Yun took Zhao Fengling to take a train for more than six hours and took an hour's car to head towards Fengmen Village.

As for the girl 6 Yaoyao, I’ll take care of her at home. It’s not worry-free to bring her out.

Seeing that he was about to get off the car, Zhao Fengling, who was sleeping soundly with his hands on his shoulders, was a little helpless.

"Wake up! Get off the bus!"

"Is that right--" Zhao Fengling opened her eyes, looked out the window, and shouted in surprise, "The scenery here is so beautiful! Look! The mountains and clear waters! There are birds on it!"

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes and said, "Please polish your eyes and see if you look good, that's a crow!"

"Are crows also birds?" Zhao Fengling looked coquettish and impolite, and Jiang Yun was too lazy to say anything when he saw this.

With the sound of the sound, the car stopped at a bridge. Jiang Yun and the others got off the car together with some tourists. Jiang Yun carried a long travel bag, just like a guitar bag, attracting attention along the way.

Of course, what is more noticeable is that Jiang Yun is full of handsome face with ancient style, and many women pointed at each other, which made Zhao Fengling, who was holding Jiang Yun's arm, feel particularly happy!

Jiang Yun and Zhao Fengling were walking. As they walked across the middle of the bridge, Jiang Yun stopped slightly and looked at the river under the bridge. A mourning stick wrapped in white spiritual cloth happened to flow under the bridge...

This is a very secret corner, but Jiang Yun, who was sharp-eyed, suddenly appeared the torture stick and felt the familiar aura above.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fengling asked hurriedly.

Jiang Yun shook his head, "It's okay, I remembered something."

"Oh." Zhao Fengling nodded, and there was no need to ask any more questions. Because she knew that Jiang Yun took her out this time was not a simple trip, and Jiang Yun had her own business to deal with.

But even so, Zhao Fengling was still very happy and felt very happy.

There were some men in wedding clothes standing opposite the bridgehead, and it was probably the locals who were holding a wedding.

At this time, a thin young man came over enthusiastically and signaled to Jiang Yun, "Do you need me to help you get your luggage?"

Jiang Yun's eyebrows jumped a few times, pushed the young man away with a stiff voice, without saying a word.

Jiang Yun's almost rushing action suddenly made Zhao Fengling feel a little strange, but she still hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Don't care, my boyfriend is feeling unwell recently..."

"It's okay." The young man smiled and left.

Zhao Fengling glared at Jiang Yun and said, "What the hell are you going to do!"

Jiang Yun didn't say anything, but just lowered his head. Jiang Yun saw that the places where everyone was greeting were standing were under the shade of big trees, and the places where everyone took the goods were also shaded and shaded. Looking deeper, big trees gathered, covering the sky and the sun was not leaking out...

They seem to hate the sunshine very much. The places where they walk are all shaded by trees, and look at their appearance, although they look very happy on their faces.

But the corners of my eyes were full of disgust, and there were also the eyes of several young people, which seemed to be full of joy.

Just as Jiang Yun was observing, he suddenly shouted in the venue, "Haha-the whole village is dead! It's dead. During the day, the Kaiyang venue will be held in the evening, and the walls here will sing operas!

All of them died, all of them died, hahaha, God can still be violated, but oneself commits sins, and one cannot live..."

An old man ran over from the depths of the mountain road in panic, shouting while running, and there were several young men chasing him behind him.

The old man was disheveled and lost one of his shoes. He held a cooked copper stick in his hand, gestured while threatening the young people behind him, "Don't force me to do it! Junior, warn you, I'm crazy, I'm afraid myself!"

Those young men didn't dare to come forward for a moment, as if they were very afraid of his cooked copper stick. The old man stepped back towards the bridge, and when he was about to leave, he had just passed by Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun carefully poked his feet out and gently hooked them. The old man was unstable and a dog lying on the ground eating shit.

"who!"

"Who defeated me!"

"I am the king of heaven! Do you want to die..."

The old man was tied up by the group of young men and carried away like a pig. Before leaving, a young man thanked Jiang Yun, "Thank you for your help. This is a fellow villager. He has been crazy for many years."

Jiang Yun said with a plain face, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a matter of effort!"

The old man who was lifted up on the other side stared at Jiang Yun with anger and cursed, "I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy! This village is full of dead people! Do you believe it or not! You will die too!

Back then, I was the life of the emperor! As a result, hey, my unfilial son was planning to take the position of the court and drove me to the deep mountains. I had a million troops and more than a hundred wives..." The old man cursed.

"Go away!"

"Please him away and don't show shame in front of all outsiders!"

"Leave, leave..."

“…”

Zhao Fengling looked like a bird was leaning against Ergou's arm, "Your foot just now is so handsome..."

Jiang Yun smiled, then slowly lowered his body and picked up the cooked copper stick.

The old man's cooked copper stick in his hand, the handle of the cooked copper stick, the characters "六" with nails engraved on the stick, each with thirty-seven characters, a total of thirty-seven. Chinese people like to use the character "六" to record the number of strokes, but after calculation, there are a total of 185 strokes.

The word "典" is engraved on the cooked copper stick. Is the old man really crazy or fake crazy? It's really interesting!

However, the crazy old man, the ghost village, and the injured demon clan are just interesting.

Jiang Yun threw the cooked copper stick into his backpack and said, "Let's go, let's go in and take a look!"

"Yes." Zhao Fengling nodded, and then followed Jiang Yun.

The two walked towards the depths of the mountain village, but no one saw that Jiang Yun had just taken advantage of the old man's tripping over, and unknowingly buried a divine power mark in the soil under his feet, and also put a divine power talisman on the old man's back.

"This is a family building built before Emperor Jiajing, and it has a history of at least three hundred years!"

The tour guide pointed to the earthen building standing in front of him and explained patiently.

"There is a lot of yin energy, and it seems that this is indeed a ghost village." Jiang Yun said lightly.

……To be continued…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!