Because of the shortage of tools, going to "Longevity Village" to get tools should be the only choice. After all, in the wilderness, it is difficult to find other things to replace.

Zhao Qinghan brushed back the long curly hair that hung in front of her and blocked her view, anxiously trying to take out a cigarette from her bag and light it, but then she remembered that this is a confined space inside the car, and smoking would disturb others, so she stopped moving again.

Rubbing her fingertips, she asked lazily, "little sister, do you dare to enter that village?"

Thinking of the evil scene he encountered last night, Cheng Mengyun couldn't help but hesitate, and his voice became weak: "I think I can overcome it."

Just kidding, she has the ability of "immortality", even if there will be evil things that are difficult to explain by science, she at least has a lot of lives to use.

Thinking of this, she felt that she could do it again.

Seeing Cheng Mengyun's reluctance, Yinhua suggested: "Why don't I go with Zhao Qinghan and Mengyun, you stay in the car?"

"No, no, no, I watched horror movies, and they all emphasized that it is best not to act separately. If we really want to enter the village, we should enter together, and we should take care of each other." Cheng Mengyun said with a straightened chest.

Although they said they were going to Longevity Village, the three of them first tried to see if the current obstacles could be solved by relying on the existing tools in the car.

Cheng Mengyun clenched the ax in his hand, carefully opened the door and got out of the car.

She stepped into the mud. Fortunately, she was wearing high-top Martin boots. Apart from the fact that the sticky mud was a bit unbearable, the shoes did not enter the water.

After getting out of the car, she intuitively saw how many obstacles were blocking the way. After the torrential rain last night, new gravel mixed with trees rolled down.

Zhao Qinghan stepped forward on the weeds on one side, and knocked a big rock with the fruit knife in his hand, making a "bang bang" sound.

"It's no use, what we have in hand, we can't even pry this stone open." Zhao Qinghan jumped to the side, just in time to avoid the small stone that was shaken by the knock just now.

The three of them looked at each other and understood that they had to go to that weird village once.

Putting on their backpacks and locking the car, they walked towards the location of "Longevity Village".

This time, Cheng Mengyun took the lead in the lead. She has the ability of "immortality". If something that science can't explain happens, she can still be used as a sandbag.

She ignored Yinhua's helpless eyes and was alert ahead.

After the rain, the air in the forest was fresh and the humidity was high. After a while, Cheng Mengyun felt her face was wet.

There are only the occasional chirping of birds in the air, and the crunch of shoes on the grass.

Suddenly, Cheng Mengyun made a gesture of "forbidden to move forward", she spread her hand and stretched back: "Wait a minute, I seem to see footprints."

Cheng Mengyun squatted down and stared at the string of small footprints on the dirt road.

The owner of the series of footprints should be very young and light, and it looks more like walking on the road lightly. The footprints seemed to extend from the "Longevity Village" and stopped at a position more than ten meters away from the vehicle.

Zhao Qinghan stood at the end of the line, holding a sledgehammer that didn't quite match her in her hand. She asked, "Could it be the person who wrote the lyrics last night?"

Yinhua, who was standing in the middle of the line, also squatted down, thinking: "Why are there only footprints of coming, but no footprints of returning?"

Cheng Mengyun suddenly felt a chill on her back, and she carefully looked at the footprints on the ground. As Yinhua said, the footprints were broken here, and there was no trace of returning to "Longevity Village".

It's like the owner of the footprints stayed here for a while, and then disappeared in place.

Seeing Zhao Qinghan and Yinhua's dignified expressions, Cheng Mengyun laughed and said, "We want to talk about science, you see, at least there are footprints, so the existence of Ah Piao is ruled out. Why is there no footprints back? walking back..."

She spoke more and more quietly, and she felt like she was talking nonsense after she finished speaking.

Zhao Qinghan had already taken out a thin cigarette from her pocket, and she lit it with a windproof lighter, holding it between her bright red lips, and said a little vaguely: "The Snake Fairy has yin relatives, and the one she likes most is virgins."

Cheng Mengyun stood up, heard the words and spat: "I didn't expect to be a pedophile."

Zhao Qinghan laughed out loud, she smoked a cigarette intoxicatedly, and lazily said: "Little sister, if the legend really manifests, you are not afraid of offending the Great Snake."

Cheng Mengyun continued to walk forward indifferently: "Then let it come. It's too tasteless to scare people like this. Why don't you just appear in front of me and fight with me. Besides, you and I are not virgins."

She discovered that Zhao Qinghan was really a bit superstitious, some Feng Shui taboos and custom allusions just came out of his mouth, and he really respected ghosts and gods in his actions.

Reminiscent of Zhao Qinghan's saying that something went wrong in the shop he opened before, Cheng Mengyun couldn't help wondering if Zhao Qinghan's superstition was related to his previous experience.

Yinhua patted her on the head: "Be careful of the crow's mouth."

Cheng Mengyun kept his mouth shut obediently.

In just a few words, they have also walked quickly to the door of "Longevity Village".

Yesterday, it looked fine through the car window. At this time, when I walked close to the "Longevity Village", the feeling of desolation came to my face.

The village was deserted, and the damp white round paper money covered the ground. Some earthen houses had collapsed. At the end of several rows of low houses was a small two-story attic.

At this time, the fog cleared, and the small cemetery behind the small attic could be easily seen in the distance.

The only thing that is a little angry seems to be the old locust tree planted by every household.

Cheng Mengyun stood in front of the big rock at the entrance of the village, and she could smell a familiar smell from the air.

In addition to the smell of earth, there is also a smell that is almost imprinted in the bones, although it is too faint to detect.

"There is a rotten smell of zombies in the village," she asserted directly, "everyone be careful."

Yinhua and Zhao Qinghan nodded.

Cheng Mengyun didn't stay any longer, she walked to the house closest to the village entrance according to the original plan.

The house is still standing upright, and judging from some signs, it is not a tofu project.

Going directly around the black wooden coffin in front of the door, she didn't dare to look at it. She was always worried whether the coffin would move when she passed by, but until she walked to the door, the coffin was still quietly placed there.

Approaching the door through the pitted three-story earthen stairs, Cheng Mengyun realized that the door was also a bit weird. The half wooden door on the left was not an antique at that time, and the bottom was covered with mildew and moss. But the half fan on the right is very brand new, lacking any trace of time.

Zhengfu with white characters on a black background was pasted on the door. The characters of "Fu" were crooked and immature, like a child's nonsense.

Just as she was about to open the door, Cheng Mengyun withdrew her outstretched hand. She turned around and asked Zhao Qinghan, who was at the end of the line, a little timidly: "Sister Zhao, is there any taboo when entering the door? For example, you must step in with your left foot first. of?"

Zhao Qinghan suddenly let go of what she had raised, and she helplessly snuffed out the cigarette, and straightened her long curly hair: "That's not the case."

"You don't worry go in, I'm here...we'll bear it." Yinhua reassured.

Cheng Mengyun raised his breath, and pushed open the wooden door without stopping.

Unexpectedly, the wooden door was easily pushed open, making a harsh "squeak" sound.

The scene in the backyard was also exposed to the three of them when the door was opened. What caught the eye was a tall old pagoda tree. The branches and leaves of the pagoda tree were so lush that it almost completely blocked the sunlight in the courtyard, and the light was dim.

She immediately raised the ax to attack, but waited there for a while, nothing unusual happened.

Stepping into the door vigilantly, she found that the house was in the shape of a courtyard, with houses in the east, west, north, south, and a small courtyard in the middle, but tall pagoda trees were planted far above the roof.

There were rotten dead branches and leaves on the ground. Almost as soon as he stepped into the house, Cheng Mengyun felt the temperature inside plummet. Visibility is also reduced due to the influence of locust trees.

Cheng Mengyun took out a huge flashlight from her backpack, which was as big as three of her fists, and she handed it to Yinhua behind her, explaining by the way: "This is the material I found in a grocery store in the resort. There was no place to use it before, and it should come in handy now."

After she finished speaking, Yinhua turned on the flashlight directly.

For a moment, Cheng Mengyun felt that he was illuminated by the holy light, and the whole dark courtyard seemed to be lit up by hundreds of watts of incandescent lamps, as if there was a small sun hanging on the top, and the darkness was completely dispelled.

Even the eerie feeling brought about by the dimness was swept away.

Yinhua laughed out loud: "It feels like the whole village is lit up."

Zhao Qinghan applauded affirmatively: "You handled this thing well!"

After turning on the flashlight, Cheng Mengyun didn't know it was such a bursting effect, so she continued to remind, dumbfounded: "It's wet and cold here, be careful not to freeze." She said. Fortunately, before she left, she put on a baseball shirt over her long-sleeved top.

The surrounding rooms are still made of earthen materials, the windows are pasted with paper, and the same "Fu" is still pasted on the front door.

Cheng Mengyun made a judgment, and took the lead to walk to the row of rooms on the left.

She was not used to stepping on the sticky soil, this time she didn't need to take a deep breath, as if all the tension in her heart was driven away by the bright light.

She pushed open the half-hidden door of the room.

She thought that what she saw would be common furnishings in the countryside, but who would have imagined that the interior turned out to be an exceptionally modern decoration.

This should be a guest room, the walls are painted in a pale color, the bottom is covered with white tiles, a bunk bed is placed in one corner, there is not only a TV in the room, but also a small refrigerator in the corner.

The interior was messy with things, clothes, shoes and socks were thrown away, it seemed that the owners in front of the room usually didn't like to clean up.

Cheng Mengyun was a little confused, she beckoned for the two behind her to follow.

"It's fine if you don't look like a person, but you can't even look like a house." Zhao Qinghan, who was walking at the end, looked at the furnishings inside the room unexpectedly. She didn't enter the door, but guarded the door. This was a solution discussed by the three of them. .

Zhao Qinghan was in charge of the lookout, while Cheng Mengyun and Yinhua were in charge of the quick search.

The two people in charge of the search roughly walked around the room a few times, and after confirming that there were no people or zombies, they began to search carefully for tools suitable for clearing obstacles.

Yinhua's expression was a bit dignified. He first walked to the side of the bunk bed, then to the desk next to the bed, bent slightly and looked carefully, and said: "It's very strange, judging from the degree of moldiness of various items, this room It should have been abandoned for a long time, but there is very little dust here, as if someone cleaned it not long ago."