What is it that this "Longevity Village" is not in the atlas?

Cheng Mengyun shuddered when she heard Yinhua's words. She reached for the atlas and was about to compare the markings on the map carefully.

A faint voice came from behind her:

"Where is this?"

The female voice was hoarse and fluttering, with an ethereal feeling.

"Ah!" Cheng Mengyun let out a short scream, and the atlas in his hand was so frightened that it flew out, hitting Zhao Qinghan's face, who leaned his head over to the front seat to ask.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you alright." Cheng Mengyun slowly apologized, turned her head and said, "Are you awake, are you feeling okay? There is a white bag in the back seat with medicine and gauze in it. "

"It doesn't matter, I'm in good health." Zhao Qinghan was smashed by the oncoming object. She was just rolled from the back seat to the bottom of the seat by a sudden brake, which directly shook her out of her sleep.

She felt her body, and the pain in her body before she finished eating the three second-order crystal nuclei was greatly reduced, and the wounds were basically healed.

Do wounds heal so quickly? Zhao Qinghan didn't know why.

"Would you like to take a rest?" Cheng Mengyun asked concerned, just now this elder sister was bleeding profusely, and the blood flowed like a river.

"It's okay, I've had enough rest." Zhao Qinghan felt a little tired, but it wasn't that he couldn't support it.

Seeing that neither of them likes being polite, she didn't say thank you again and again, but she just planned to repay her with actions if she had a chance. She handed back the atlas and looked up at the small village in front of the car.

Surrounded by dense forests, deserted villages are quiet, white lanterns floating silently under the eaves of every household.

Zhao Qinghan's face suddenly turned very bad, and she looked at the surrounding environment through the car window. It was located in a low-lying basin between the continuous mountains, and the terrain was gentle.

She said: "The feng shui here is not very good. The surrounding mountains are like snakes, but they are not coiled and curved, but straight, like a dead snake. The house should have been built on the hillside, but it was built in the basin. The mountain is high, blocking the water and qi from all directions, and there is no living water such as rivers, so anger cannot be born, and this is a proper place to die."

Cheng Mengyun was a little stunned after hearing Zhao Qinghan's words, she cupped her hands and asked respectfully: "Is it possible, you are a Feng Shui master?"

She thought of Zhao Qinghan's special ability that he did not take the usual path. If he was a Feng Shui master, he would indeed often come into contact with Ming coins.

Zhao Qinghan waved his hand and said humbly: "To tell you the truth, it's just that the shop I ran before had a bad business, so I know a little bit about it."

Cheng Mengyun nodded: "It's a good coincidence, the house I rented before has also had evil things."

Now that Zhao Qinghan is on the same road with them, Cheng Mengyun didn't plan to leave her in this wilderness, not to mention that the other party was still seriously injured before he recovered. Not surprisingly, Zhao Qinghan will be their temporary teammate for a period of time, and it is necessary to maintain a good relationship with each other.

At this moment, Zhao Qinghan mentioned his old affairs for the first time, and Cheng Mengyun also replied.

Yinhua is still looking around: "Since it is said to be a dead place, why is this village called 'Longevity Village'?"

Zhao Qinghan moved back to the back seat: "Who knows, people who live in a dead place for a long time usually have difficulty in longevity, because the five elements are in conflict with each other, and the house has evil, so it is reasonable to not live long."

Cheng Mengyun had finished studying the map at this time, and seeing that there was really no such evil village on the road in the atlas, she immediately started the car and prepared to go around.

"You can chat for a while. Let's go out from here first. I feel flustered." She carefully prepared to go around the right side of the village.

As it got closer, the words on the stone tablet at the door became clearer.

The dents in the handwriting didn't look like cinnabar, but rather like layers of blood stains that had solidified and then smeared them with fresh blood.

"Huazi, you guard the right side, Zhao... Sister Zhao, you guard the left side?" Cheng Mengyun called with a little hesitation.

Zhao Qinghan said there was no problem. She had already climbed onto Cheng Mengyun's back chair familiarly. She stared out of the car window on the left with her pale pupils, and asked lazily, "So, where are we going now?"

Cheng Mengyun, who was bald by the deserted village, said casually: "We are going to the city D in the west. According to the map, we should have gone half way."

Zhao Qinghan snapped his fingers, the red nails were a little mottled: "City D is indeed good, but there is a lot of banditry there."

She pondered for a while and didn't know how to describe it: "Probably, it's a bit... messy?"

"Have you ever been to City D?" Cheng Mengyun took the time to ask while driving nervously.

"I've been there a few times," Zhao Qinghan replied, her eyes were a little cold, "It's fairly familiar."

Cheng Mengyun was keenly aware that the other party's interest was not high, so he didn't continue to bring up this topic.

Detour from the right side of the village, the right side is a dense forest, and the left side is a row of earthen houses. In front of the door of the earthen house is not the usual door god, but the word "Fu" and "Fu" in black and white. Stained by water stains, the ink color snaked down, and finally dipped into the incomplete wooden door.

The road in the middle is bumpy, and it seems to be raining a lot here, and stumble when walk, and if drive faster, muddy water will splash on the car window.

"Fuck!" Cheng Mengyun slammed on the brakes again.

She was so frightened that she almost flew out of her wits: "Did you see just now that the coffin on my left moved!"

Zhao Qinghan's head hit the back of the driver's seat directly, and she looked through the mud-stained car window at the neatly arranged black coffins in front of every house.

The car windows were covered with raindrops like spider threads, and it seemed that it was starting to drizzle.

The black coffin parked at the door made a slight noise, as if something was trying to break through and escape.

Zhao Qinghan rubbed his head and said, "It did move."

So why does the coffin move! Cheng Mengyun grinds her teeth nervously, she is about to start the car again.

Yinhua patted her on the shoulder: "Let me drive it instead, the situation here is really weird."

Cheng Mengyun looked at him pitifully: "I dare not get out of the car."

The road outside the car is rugged, the forest on the right is dark, and the door of the old earthen house on the left is half open, revealing the damp and dark inner courtyard.

Zhao Qinghan patted the seat beside him: "You can get to the back row first, and he can get to the driver's seat."

The three immediately decided to change their seats, and within half a minute, Cheng Mengyun was sitting in the back seat, and Yinhua was in charge of driving.

Zhao Qinghan wiped off the blood he had shed before, stacked the supplies, and gave Cheng Mengyun a space to sit.

When the back row was full of supplies, there was a big living person sitting next to him. She feels a little more secure when catching the butterfly/knife in her pocket and holding all the weapons in a plastic bag.

All the fear really came from the lack of firepower.

Seeing that Cheng Mengyun was still a little timid, Yinhua started the car and said, "Just treat the things in the coffin as zombies."

Cheng Mengyun's expression instantly eased, and she loosened her grip on the butterfly/knife: "Thank you, I'm not too nervous right now."

She has killed hundreds if not a thousand ordinary zombies, and she has also killed many second-order zombies. In her eyes now, zombies are moving crystal nuclei.

Yinhua looked forward without turning his eyes, as if he would not be influenced by the surrounding environment at all.

As the vehicle got deeper, Cheng Mengyun became more frightened. She was mainly responsible for guarding the direction of the forest on the right, but occasionally glanced curiously at the situation on the left.

The long coffin seemed to have no end, and they didn't meet a single person here, and it seemed that only the three of them existed in the entire "Longevity Village".

The car finally drove past rows of houses, Cheng Mengyun was not relieved, a graveyard came into view.

The hill behind the village is low and barren to the point that it is overgrown with weeds, and countless tombstones are piled up from the bottom of the hill to the top.

Small white paper lanterns are strung with wooden sticks and inserted crookedly beside each tombstone. Beside the cemetery, there is a big locust tree that is too tall for several people to hug. It has no branches and leaves, and it seems that all vitality has been deprived.

The dead branches of the big locust tree were wrapped with dense strips of white cloth. Just when a gust of wind passed by, the white cloth was swept away, and there seemed to be words written on it.

"There are so many graves..." Cheng Mengyun murmured.

A chill ran down her spine.

Zhao Qinghan's slender eyebrows were deeply frowned: "The locust tree nourishes shade, and it's not good to plant it on the side of a grave. The locust tree is still dead, and it's even worse."

Cheng Mengyun has been a little cowardly and hastily grabbed Zhao Qinghan's arm: "Sister, stop talking, I'm afraid."

Zhao Qinghan adjusted his movements to make it easier for her to hold her hand.

The speed of the car continued to go around the graveyard without changing, Yinhua's expression was exceptionally calm.

He could still find a moment to gaze in the rearview mirror at the intersecting arms of the two people in the back seat.

Cheng Mengyun wondered: "Huazi, aren't you afraid?"

When this man saw the rows of coffins and the hill just now, his expression didn't change.

Yinhua shrugged: "I have seen many coffins and ancestral graves before, and even more evil ones."

Thinking of Yinhua's past occasions with his master, traveling all over the surrounding areas, and taking orders from customers farther away, he might have seen any big scenes, Cheng Mengyun's little fear turned into curiosity.

She asked, "Have you seen anything more evil than this?"

Yinhua replied: "For example, I went to an old village in the first half of the year. Every household did not turn on the lights at night, but only lit them with white candles. The appearance of stabbing people is exactly the same as that of the villagers who died in the village before. I later learned the truth about this village..."

Cheng Mengyun asked anxiously: "What is it?"

Yinhua said mysteriously: "The reason why the lights are not turned on at night is because the electric poles in the village are broken, and the whole village has a power outage. There are paper-made people in every house because the local area is a 'paper-made intangible cultural heritage village'."

Zhao Qinghan's face was speechless, and Cheng Mengyun burst into laughter. She felt that the voice was loud, and immediately covered her mouth again.

Her voice sounded muffled: "I thought it was a supernatural film, but you told me it was approaching science."

With this gag effort, the car has already bypassed the graveyard.

Yinhua stepped on the brakes.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mengyun looked away from the unchanged woods on the right and looked in front of the car.

"Landslide, the road ahead is blocked." Yinhua withdrew his relaxed expression.

The path extending from the graveyard was blocked by several large rocks at this moment, and the mountain beside it was missing a few pieces. It should be that gravel rolled down from the mountain, blocking the intersection and crushing the nearby forest.

The rain seems to be getting heavier.

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