What if life is just like the first meeting?

Qin Ye didn't know. However, seeing these people still live here well, even though they knew that they were not humans, their hearts were still a little complicated.

No one wants to do so.

Flowers fall and bloom year after year. To count, they have been wandering between this inch for thousands of years. Once life was as hot as the rising sun, but now... who still remembers the moment when the sun rises and falls?

He sighed softly and walked slowly over. This earthen building that stayed in the 1990s seemed particularly quiet and peaceful. No one talked to him, nor was there any one stopping him, as if he was a traveler of time.

There is no time to waste... Qin Ye took a deep breath and rushed towards the second floor quickly.

No obstacles!

Moreover... there are still many people living on the second floor. There are middle-aged women holding and coaxing children, middle-aged men holding cigarettes and playing mahjong, and people from the Liyuan who hummed Cantonese opera and hanged their voices. There are also many villagers with numb expressions and staring blankly at the sky.

He didn't look much and quickly turned to the third floor. There was no obstacle. On this floor, there were obviously more children, and he could even hear the occasional sound of reading in the school.

The school is not broken, and there is no ghost there.

Turning to the school, it is a step upward.

Fourth floor... Qin Ye licked his lips. The last secret place of Huang Family Tulou, a territory he had never set foot on before... Without hesitation, he didn't know how long it could be dragged outside, so he rushed up at full speed.

The fourth floor is very quiet.

Most of the people here are old people, some are playing chess, some are playing mahjong. There are not many people, only less than ten. Corresponding to the entire floor, it looks extremely empty.

It's this... Qin Ye took several deep breaths, adjusted his energy to the best state, and held the door handle tightly.

This is a typical 1990s door and window. A yellow wooden door with a window on it. The moment he held it, countless sarcastic screams of ghosts sounded in the void. He tried several times, and the door handle sounded in his hand, but the rear was like something locked, and it couldn't be opened at all.

"What's going on?" He frowned, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a sound.

Crunch...crunch...

Who is... scratching the glass window with his fingernails, and the hairy sound is all the way to his heart. He suddenly looked up and saw a messy head staring at him on the window! The dark nails were gently scratching the window, and white marks had been scratched.

Chu people are beautiful!

Her hair was dispersed, her head was twisted to an angle that a person could not reach. Her dark mouth was wide open, and black and red blood was covered with the window. Her whole face was pressed against the glass window, and her white eyes looked at the uninvited guest without blinking.

"The story of the old corpse in the mountain village happened a hundred years ago, that is to say... in 1995, Chu Renmei had already appeared. She was sealed here? That's... When she appeared for the first time, it was the fourth floor. Is this place completely restored the situation at that time?" Qin Ye pursed his lips, took two steps back, and kicked him suddenly.

Boom! Most of the locks in the 1990s were not strong, and this kick directly kicked the door away. At the same time, Qin Ye's yin energy rose to the extreme. Fu Junling dealt with the real Chu Renmei in the outside world, and he was not sure whether this "existent phantom" could cause harm to himself.

The door fell to the ground with a roar, but there was no Chu Renmei inside. The face on the glass window disappeared, and just as he kicked open the door, the clouds flew away in the sky, and in a blink of an eye... turned into night.

The old man was still playing chess and mahjong, as if he ignored all this.

"Oh..." A faint whine came from the room. Qin Ye waited for five seconds before walking in solemnly.

black.

It was very dark. The sky was covered with dark clouds, without any light. The five fingers were seen in the room. A resentful singing came from the depths of the darkness: "My husband is in the place of joy, and I am in the heartbreak... It is not easy to separate when we meet, but the abandoned woman is now too late to regret..."

The five senses in his body had reached the extreme. He squatted slightly, like a nimble cheetah, slowly rubbing his hands against the door, looking for the light button.

This is human instinct - convenience. The light button cannot be too far away.

The moment he touched the light button with his hand, a cold air suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart. Without hesitation, the chains in his sleeves flew, forming a spider web around him.

There is nothing.

There was no feeling of a chain hitting something. But... he dared to swear, when he touched the light button just now... he touched... his other hand!

In the darkness, someone was by my side and touched the light with him!

"Fuck..." Things like horror are often not terrifying, but small things experienced in life that can make people go from the cold to the soles of their feet.

The hand was about to part with him, and he gently turned on the light. Slap... A light shone in the darkness, everything in the room appeared clearly in front of him. At the same time, he suddenly discovered that behind him... there was a long shadow!

Rumble! The sky was thundering, and the shadow was unstable. It was a woman with hair radiated with her hands, as if she was about to touch Qin Ye’s cheek.

When! The soul-attacking rope shot out directly from Qin Ye's palm. But... the rear was still blank.

"Ha..." He breathed a deep sigh of relief, turned around suddenly, and there was nothing behind him. But from the open door, the corridor... was empty at some point.

Boom! Just as he was observing intently, the door that he had kicked down suddenly bounced from the ground and closed on the door. At the same time, a click sound of the lock falling sounded.

There was a dead silence.

"It's not good, is it?" Qin Ye smiled self-deprecatingly, then looked at the room seriously.

This floor was almost completely opened - at least from where he looked, it became a circular room. It was isolated by ancient screens in the middle. In the area where he was, there were countless photos and paintings.

Most of the photos are blurry, and 99% are black and white, only 1% are colored, and the pixels are not high. But it is enough to see what is on it.

people.

All are humans.

And it is a family photo of Huang Family Tulou, but the clothes are different.

The original photos were colorful, with hundreds of people wearing clothes from the 1980s and 1990s, military uniforms, work clothes, newly popular cultural shirts, etc., expressionless, like a group of living dead... no, it is just a group of living dead.

In the center, a middle-aged man was sitting. Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly. This man... he was very familiar with him.

Huang Jiansen.

He took a rough look and walked towards the second photo.

These photos are posted on the wall, with not a large distance, at least hundreds of them. This one, earlier, should be photos from the 1960s and 1970s, and almost all of them were popular in the green military uniforms and sea soul shirts at that time, but... this is a black and white photo.

In the 1960s and 1970s, color photos were not promoted. Domestic color photos basically expanded rapidly between 1980s and 1985. About 1980s and 1981, large cities began to use color reversal films for shooting. At that time, color expansion equipment was rarely seen in China, and negative films were basically washed manually. By 1984 and 1985, color expansion points in major cities across the country were very common.

He glanced at him and was about to leave, but he had just taken two steps, he was stunned for a moment and suddenly turned around.

wrong……

The number of people is wrong!

It’s not that he has a good memory, but... the other party is too obvious!

Just to the left of the crowd, a woman with disheveled hair and wearing a blue gown, with her hands on her knees, sitting quietly on the side of the crowd.

"Chu Renmei... This is a supernatural photo!" Qin Ye gently stroked Chu Renmei's figure in the photo and murmured: "But... why?"

Chu Renmei... but he killed 66 people overnight. These people were from the village and from the engineering team. But in the village... he looked at this photo and obviously accepted her! Because just under the other party's body, there was a stool, obviously for this evil spirit!

Why accept her?

Because... she is also a victim?

The answer is likely to be hidden in this floor... He put down his doubts and continued to move forward. There were more black and white photos ahead, obviously, it had entered the Republic of China era. It was still the same group of people, the Chu people were beautiful, and the same posture, as if telling the long river of history they had traveled through and witnessed the vicissitudes of life.

They wore long gowns, some of them wore melon-shaped hats, but their clothes changed, and their hairstyles changed to Qing Dynasty hairstyles with big braids. Others, even the seating positions did not change.

In the last photo of these black and white photos, he saw...the living Chu Renmei.

"This should be around 1880... in the seventh year of Guangxu..." Qin Ye sighed softly. The reason why he decided that the other party was Chu Renmei was because the other party was still sitting in the same position, wearing a blue long gown, and still sitting on the chair.

He didn't dare to delay too much and continued to look down, but the next one was the portrait painting.

It was a sketch of the whole village. The painter was very skilled and vividly painted.

In the Qing Dynasty, even black and white photos were not popular, not... not even there. However, Western sketching was introduced to China, and the nobles of the court all had their own sketch masters. It was very rare among the people. But as the mouth of the sea, people who were Fulindao naturally had a way to find painters. But...

Qin Ye's brows were already frowning deeply. He took a few steps back and looked at the photos all over the wall. The doubt in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Where is there any problem..." He had a strong sense of incongruity, but he didn't think of some problem for a moment. He continued to retreat: "It was obviously an ordinary photo, but I always felt something was wrong... What's the problem?"

At this moment, his spine suddenly stiffened.

Behind him... he bumped into someone.

A cold human body exudes a rotten smell. The human body is already stiff and its muscles are like stones. And... a strange, short, "uhhhhhhh..." sounded from the other person's throat.

Brush—! The net of heaven and earth spread out again, but it seemed like an illusion just now, and there was nothing.

But just as he turned his head, he suddenly realized... In the photo, just as he turned his head, Chu Renmei's posture changed!

She... was pointing at the location of Huang Jiansen, the head of the Central Village!

"Huang Jiansen..." Qin Ye blinked his eyes and suddenly reacted, his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way... that's it!"

"This is a record... For the living dead, this is not just a photo, it is a solid evidence to record how long they have lived!"

"Just like Li Zhenshu engraved the words on her body, the other party changed his approach. But as long as they looked at these photos, even if they were suppressed by the balance talisman, they only had a hundred years of memory, but as long as they were not fools, they could infer how long they had lived!"

"They...remember to remember this hatred and remember who made them like this! Doing this purpose...because..."

He ran quickly toward the rear.

It is because...there are likely to be the true face of the initiator in these paintings!

Hidden in...the original painting!
Chapter completed!