Qian Boren was bored and bored at home alone. He encountered this mess again inexplicably. Who could not be depressed? Zhang Mu and Cheng Guangming couldn't come back for a while, so he decided to go to the village first.

I walked around the place, took some time to relax, and observed the life in the village.

The village is a small village, with hundreds of households and only a few surnames. The village is located at the foot of a mountain at the end of the mountain range. A small stream originating from the hills flows through the village all year round. In front of the village is a neat and tidy area.

In the fields, the golden waves of wheat rise and fall with the wind. There is a house in the east and a house in the west. Some are in the bushes, some among the pines and cypresses, some under the old trees by the roadside, and some in the mountain cols and on the mountainside.

, almost no two families can be connected next to each other. They are scattered and scattered, each occupying a small area. Only the rugged winding paths, like melons and vines, connect each family together.

The villagers were still quite friendly, and when they saw him smiling and nodding in greeting, he was happy to respond to them all.

At this time, Qian Boren saw the "crazy old woman" he met during the day. She was walking silently on the road with her head lowered. Out of curiosity, he decided to follow her and see what happened.

What's going on, did she recognize the wrong person, or did she really know herself?

He followed the old woman quietly from a long distance away. The old woman crossed the road in the village and came to the mountain near the village. She staggered up the mountain step by step along the mountain path.

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"What are you doing here alone on the mountain at this time?" Qian Boren was full of questions, but he still followed up the mountain silently.

Suddenly, he saw the old woman walking deep into the forest and came to a small den made of old cardboard and scrap wooden boards. She clasped her hands in front of the things inside, knelt down and kowtowed, worshiped devoutly, and mouthed

She was still mumbling something. After a few prayers, the old woman stood up and staggered down the mountain.

"The person worshiping here must be some kind of earth temple, or the local mountain god, right?" Qian Boren speculated naturally. But there was a powerful curiosity deep in his heart that kept driving him

Go ahead and find out.

The further you go, the more terrifying the environment in the mountains becomes. The sunlight is blocked by trees, making it look eerie. Clusters of miscellaneous flowers are mostly hidden in the weeds. The woods are densely covered with spider webs, large and small, up and down, messy.

There are too many to count. The skinny trees look like grotesque old men. The stones reflect light, like blue-grey clothes. The shadows seem to be crawling. There are animals crawling in the trenches, bright lights shining in the grass, and things flying in the air.

, it’s very scary, and there are insects that come out of nowhere and scream so loudly and harshly.

Qian Boren plucked up the courage and groped forward step by step. When he came to the small nest, he found a black and white photo frame placed in it. The person in the photo frame was a man about eighteen or nineteen years old.

The most important thing is that this boy looks exactly like Qian Boren when he was young.

Qian Boren was dumbfounded. He looked at the black and white photo as if he were looking in a mirror. The person in the photo looked almost exactly the same as himself when he was young, and even he could hardly tell the difference.

After staring at it for a long time, the person in the photo seemed to be actively staring at me, with bursts of sadness in his eyes. A bolt of lightning lit up, and the shadow of the photo was instantly reflected on the ground. What was chilling was

A figure also appeared on the ground at the same time. No, it can't be said to be a figure, there was no one around. Only the biting wind whizzed by with raindrops. It was a shadow that appeared on the ground out of thin air, like a human figure, or maybe

They are shadows looking up from the ground. They surround them, as if summoning the souls of the dead, and disappear together when the lightning subsides.

Gradually, the expression of the person in the photo changed from calm to fierce, glaring forward, his mouth widened, revealing bloody fangs, and he was still saying something, but his voice was too low and unclear.

Suddenly, the ghost of resentment seemed to jump out of the photo frame and rush towards Qian Boren.

Qian Boren was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, shaking all over and peeing in fear. Looking carefully again, the photo returned to normal and everything returned to calm. The wind stopped, the birds stopped chirping, everything

Silent as death.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, so he stumbled down the mountain and ran back to Liu Li's home. Along the way, the villagers were surprised to see him losing his temper, but he couldn't care about so much. The only thing he wanted to do was,

Just run away from this mountain quickly.

He closed the door and gasped for air, as if he had just escaped a life-and-death disaster. He wanted to pour some water to calm down, but his trembling hands couldn't even hold the water glass, and the water spilled all over the floor.
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After a while, he slowly calmed down. Recalling all the things that happened today, the old lady's expression, Liu Li's reaction, and the tomb statue in the mountain, all kinds of weird things lingered in his mind.

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After careful thinking, Qian Boren felt that he was probably regarded as the young man who had passed away. Because the two of them looked so similar, when others saw him, they thought it was the deceased who had been resurrected and came back.

That's why he appears so surprised and abnormal.

But why was it that only the old lady and Liu Li reacted so loudly, but the villagers didn’t react at all when they saw him? He still had some doubts about this matter, but before he could finish thinking about it, he heard someone outside the door.
Chapter completed!