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Eight hundred and thirty-eighth chapter village entrance

I saw that neither Feng Ruoxing nor Ye Yang spoke, so I continued talking.

Those two old customers didn't want to go back to Qingyan Village, but they couldn't stand the instigation and crowding out from so many people!

In addition, the things in Qingyan Village are really good. If I don't go there, it will be a loss if other regular customers take it in advance.

The two people discussed it and took the people back to Qingyan Village on the fifteenth day.

The stone outside Qingyan Village really turned red as if it had been stained with blood. From far away, you could smell the smell of blood wafting from the stone.

When the two old customers saw the stone, they didn't dare to go inside.

However, the onlookers were not afraid of causing trouble and still coaxed the two of them to go in.

Those two people were considered prominent figures among the mountaineers. If they were really trapped here, it would be difficult to get around in the mountains in the future, so they simply gritted their teeth and entered Qingyan Village.

As a result, those two people never came out again after entering.

People were waiting outside to watch the fun, and when it got dark, they didn’t see those two people coming out, so I felt scared!

However, when the matter has reached this point, no one dares to act like a hero, pretend to be a hero, and go in to find someone at the risk of their lives.

A group of people waited until it got dark, and the longer they waited, the more frightened they became. After a few people discussed it, they didn't care whether the two old customers lived or died, and ran down the mountain while it was still dark.

However, after all, they had persuaded those two people to go there, and they were just lost in the mountains, and it was hard to explain to anyone. None of those people dared to go home, and they crowded into a small restaurant where mountaineers usually go to discuss what to do.

Aftermath.

As a result, the discussion lasted until midnight and no one came out.

The waiter pretended to be delivering tea and walked into the room. He saw people in the room sitting around the table. The food on the table was not moved at all. The room was so quiet that even the words echoed.

The store clerk had the courage to shout twice, but he was almost frightened to death in the room - all the people in the room died.

This incident was widely spread at the time.

Some people say that the two regular guests they lured into Qingyan Village came down to claim their lives;

Some people also said that when they arrived at Qingyan Village, they passed the blood stone. As long as they passed the blood stone, they could never come down again.

No one knows the real cause of death of those people. No one dares to go to the mountain to explore the truth.

Over time, Qingyan Village became a legend and gradually disappeared into this mountain.

After I finished telling the story, Feng Ruoxing asked: "Is this the information that Old Liu gave you? You deliberately told the story of Qingyan Village in the mountains, and was it also Old Liu who told you?"

"Yes!" I nodded and said, "Old Liu said: If you don't know Qingyan, you can't see Qingyan. When you talk about Qingyan, blood stones will appear."

Why do older people tell children not to talk nonsense when walking at night, especially not to talk about ghosts and gods? If you talk too much, you may attract ghosts and gods.

When you are walking on the road, you never know if there are invisible friends passing by you, and you never know if there are friends who are unwilling to walk, following you, and drifting forward with the wind you bring.

If you talk to them in front of them, they can't help but have a few words with you.

You really don’t believe this.

Most people have never seen ghosts, and the legends are just what they hear. Sometimes they become more and more mysterious and outrageous.

It's like someone walked under a certain tree in the middle of the night, pointed to the tree branches and told others that someone had been hanged here before, and that person was hanged for something.

What you said about hanging people may be true, but the reason for hanging may not be what you heard. If you talk nonsense and anger the guy in the tree, he will definitely come down to trouble you.

Therefore, when walking at night, it is better to shut up and hurry on.

Feng Ruoxing took over the words: "According to your statement, it is unknown whether the people in Qingyan Village went up the mountain to look for something like that, or whether they found it."

"The only thing that can be determined is that Qingyan Village was closed down and exterminated because it offended the people in the mountains."

"What exactly is in the mountain? Who is that old visitor? Why do we have to get that thing down?"

I also think this old customer named Mr. Bao is a bit strange.

He is not a warlock, but he knows how to transform himself into a ghost corpse.

Although he is a warlock, his behavior is somewhat different.

More importantly, he himself is already dead. Even if the people of Qingyan Village find that thing, who should they give it to?

Everything is a mystery!

But no matter how mysterious Qingyan Village is, it has nothing to do with me, right?

Why did Lao Liu ask me to run to Qingyan Village?

While I was still thinking, I faintly smelled the smell of blood that came with the wind. When I looked forward, I saw a blue rock like a screen. On one side of the rock was a winding path of flat soil.

road.

Qingyan Village has arrived!

After crossing this rock and turning along the dirt road, you will reach Qingyan Village.

Feng Ruoxing took a step away and stood in a position where he and I could cover each other.

I waved my hands lightly and said: "Don't be nervous, we are not going in now."

"Old Liu told me that I must wait until the moonlight shines on the blue rock and the blue rock oozes blood before walking in. Now is not the time."
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