Lin Zhao quickly called Chen Shuyu: "Xiao Chengzi said: Those two people were found in the compound. You probably made a wrong judgment."

"Wrong judgment?" I couldn't help but frown.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "I think your judgment is correct! Ordinary people will not go to the grass without a reason."

"Maybe the Confucius Family Courtyard is just the exit, not the entrance."

I turned around and said, "Leng Gou, did you see anything strange when you came here?"

Ye Yang said expressionlessly: "I only saw a person sleeping, and his ears were all wet on the floor. Wang Xiaohuan even specially put a tissue for him, and now the tissue is still attached to my car seat."

I almost lost my breath and choked to death on the side of the road.

Butcher Wang coughed twice and said, "Can you two get down to business first? Let's go back and talk about it later, okay? Badger, have you paid attention to what happened along the way?"

Butcher Wang saw that I didn't understand, so he explained to me: "Badger's sense of smell is extremely sensitive. If she doesn't see anything, we will have to look back."

Wang Xiaohuan said: "I only think there is a problem in one place, and that is the shack down there."

"When I came over, I took a look inside. There might be a dead person living there."

"Leng Gou, get in the car and go back and have a look." When I asked Ye Yang to get in the car, Ye Yang said: "Go down by yourself. I think there is something wrong with the place we stepped on."

I couldn't help but lower my head and look under my feet. Except for a protruding open space, there didn't seem to be anything special there.

Ye Yang said: "You go your own way, I'll take care of this."

I greeted: "Lin Zhao, Badger, you follow me. Let them come here."

After Wang Xiaohuan took me back for three or four kilometers, I saw a shack on the side of the road, which was built with a cart as a base and propped up with plastic canvas.

There is a fire surrounded by stones next to the cart, which seems to be where the owner of the shack makes a fire for cooking.

I walked up to it and took a look at the shack.

There was only an unkempt man lying in a pile of tattered cotton wool.

The other person seemed to have adapted to this wandering life, and even though he was covered in flies, he still lay there motionless.

I just said to Lin Zhao: "Give me the flashlight!"

The man then said, "I'm not dead, so there's no need to shine a flashlight on me."

My first reaction was that he was no ordinary person.

The three of us moved very lightly. If we were ordinary people, even if we were standing close behind him, as long as we didn't touch him, the other party wouldn't notice our presence.

I raised my fist towards the car and said, "Here you go..."

Before I could finish my words, the man said: "I'm not from the Jianghu, let alone a beggar's gang. What's wrong with people nowadays? Everyone who sees me thinks I'm a beggar's gang."

"Are you okay? If you just want to see if there is anyone here, you can go."

This guy has quite a personality!

I said smoothly: "I'm here to ask you about it. I heard that there is a Confucius compound nearby. Do you know how to get there?"

The man sat up suddenly, stared at me with a fierce look in his eyes and said, "Where did you know about the Confucius Family Courtyard?"

"I heard that." I also observed the other person and said, "Just tell me, is there such a place here?"

The man said in a hoarse voice: "I said yes, do you dare to go?"

I smiled and said, "Tell me about it."

The man sneered and said: "The Confucius family compound is a place where a person can enter, but a ghost cannot escape."

"No matter how many people go in, only one will come out alive."

"Do you still want to hear more?"

I smiled and said, "It's such an interesting thing, how can I not listen? Go on."

"Okay, I'll take a cigarette first."

The man climbed down from the car and walked to the fire. After touching his body for a long time, he finally took out a crumpled cigarette, lit it against the fire, and took a puff: "This matter needs to be dealt with from the beginning."

Talking about it years ago."

Ten years ago, seven students went to this area to sketch. It was in a place like this that they met a man who looked like a lunatic.

I heard him tell a story about the Confucius family compound, and then went to explore the compound out of curiosity. As a result, the six people were left there forever.

The person who ran out was also regarded as a madman.

The man blew out a puff of smoke and said, "Do you still want to hear more?"

I said in a deep voice: "You continue to speak, I will listen."

The man grinned: When the seven students met the homeless man, they were chatting here just like us.

As the man spoke, he brought the topic to the Confucius Family Courtyard.

He said that since the people in Kongjia Village moved away overnight, it has become an inaccessible place.

If you want to go in, you have to go to the front and look for a cliff like an altar. When you find it, kowtow to the cliff.

A person will come out there to show you the way. Only the way he points can lead to Kongjia Village. Otherwise, all you will see is ruins.
Chapter completed!