Chapter 009 Rainy Desolate Village.

Very sinister !

If a village is found on this mountain road, it can only have one identity...

You should have said it earlier!

Electric light shines through the gap in the door and window, and in that instant, Yunsong saw a pale and blood-red scene inside the room.

However, the speed at which the dark clouds sweep across the sky is even faster.

At this time, it was already late in the day.

Broken stones form the old walls, with a dilapidated thatched roof.

This house has doors and windows.

Take profits when you see them!

Wang Youde gave a bitter smile and said, "Bullies prey on the weak and the timid. If we let the ghosts in the beheading village know that we are afraid, our fate will only be worse."

Furthermore, the other two lips twisted into big pretzels.

The weary bird flaps its wings haphazardly as it returns to its nest, darting through the rain curtain.

He estimated that Wang Youde also saw the room full of paper people.

Wang Yude suddenly felt that today's rain was a bit salty.

Wang Youde comforted, saying: "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no worry of firewood shortage. Little friend, as long as you can contact skilled practitioners, you can come back anytime."

The rain was pouring down, and the two of them were walking cautiously on the mountain road.

Wow!

Hi yoーー

Wang Youtde said in a lost and bewildered manner: "Even with the three sacrificial meats, it is of no use, Xiao Zhenren. This is the hurdle in our destiny!"

This made him very happy, and he said, "Because Xiaodao saw houses ahead, let's hurry up and find shelter from the rain."

That is to say, the other houses do not lack doors and windows, but they have been sealed up.

The eerie thatched cottage, the eerie altar, and the whole person couldn't help but shiver after the cloud pine circled around the house.

Wang Youde rushed out more than ten meters in one breath. He looked back and saw that Yunsong had fallen down. Trembling, he ran back with his fat shaking.

After inexplicably crossing over, this Taoist temple became his home. Now that he has to leave home and go far away, he feels somewhat melancholy.

At this moment, the two of them walked to the corner of the mountain road. After turning around this mountain, the Taoist temple could no longer be seen.

The sky is dim and the rain is disorderly.

On the altar, there is a Buddhist shrine, an incense burner, and yellow paper.

After discovering this, he trembled even more, so he said to Wang Youde first: "It's okay, this is probably a local custom in the village, a custom in the mountains, there's nothing to be afraid of, don't be afraid."

After thinking for a moment, he bowed and saluted, saying, "What the little master said is very true. I have learned from it."

A table was simply placed against the north wall for worship.

Yun Song continued, "You no longer have the three sacrificial meats, right?"

Do you have to be so harsh? To be honest, you're not afraid, but I am!

Yunsong had a foreboding feeling in his heart.

The mountain road is already rugged, and it becomes even more slippery when it rains. At this time, it would be fatal to accidentally slip and fall down the mountain, so it's better to quietly appreciate the feeling of walking in the rain, steady your steps, and avoid getting injured.

Without waiting for Yunsong's response, he comforted again:

Those paper figures are all pale, wearing white jackets and long shirts, with complete limbs, but they lack heads...

After the lightning disappeared, a sharp and mournful howl suddenly rang out in the house.

The silver coins of the pulley head have already been tightly held in his hand.

Red is the wall covered with red paper talismans.

A cold wind, emitting black smoke, rushed out of the house, causing the paper figures to sway and shake as if they were scrambling to escape!

Fortunately, we have reached the end of the village at this time.

Those treasured masterpieces, which he regarded as precious, were packed together and hidden under his pillow, waiting to be carefully pondered before sleep.

He said, "Now let's turn back, it's useless, isn't it?"

This house has no door.

The two of them started running in a fluster.

Yunsong's face was heavy with concern for Wang Youde's future.

Wang Yude's expression seemed as if he had seen a ghost.

The village is quiet.

The west wind blows fiercely over the Wei River, and the fallen leaves rustle in Chang'an. The hero looks back at the Beimang Mountain, where tigers fight and dragons contend, all passing by in a flash.

But in his heart, he always had a lingering attachment to these books. At that time, he had perused them. Those books were all handwritten copies, absolute exclusive treasures!

There are more thatched cottages ahead on the mountain road.

Yunsong quickly passed through the forest and looked up at the open space.

Can be used at the earliest time possible!

Now, he doesn't need to ponder for the time being.

Yunsong was completely confused by his self-questioning and self-answering.

This sound is somewhat like something tiptoeing.

No matter what, it doesn't matter, Xiao Zhenren, you have now sealed the greedy eyes and the sneaky spirits it summoned in the Taoist temple. When you go down the mountain to inform your fellow Taoists, we will come up the mountain together to reclaim the Taoist temple.

The gloomy air fell into his arms, and the surging cold wind in the room suddenly stopped.

He also doesn't want to go and see.

Yun Song sneered and began to explain to him the difference between the rosy glow of dawn and the lingering glow of sunset. Wang Youde patiently listened to his endless explanation.

He was too busy to take a close look at the situation in the room, and now there is also a Wang Youde behind him.

After recovering his strength, Yunsong couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Only a prayer table was found in the north of the room.

You are more familiar with this mountain road than the narrow path. You should know that we won't find shelter from the rain in a short time. What's the difference between walking and running? It's just a matter of becoming a drowned rat earlier or later.

He took a few quick steps, but did not hear Wang Youde's footsteps.

Yun Song felt embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. He looked ahead and through the rain curtain, he unexpectedly saw some scattered houses.

So Yun Song simply stopped and didn't run anymore.

Inside the niche, it's dark and gloomy, and it's hard to see what's inside the cloud pine.

However, half of the doors and windows have been blocked by soil and gravel...

The cloud pine walked past.

Leisurely watching the willows at Baqiao, desolate with cold dew and wind. Leaning on the railing, listening to the sound of the cicadas, I suddenly realize the sun is setting again...

So Yun Song realized that the concept of fluid mechanics probably did not exist in this world yet, and he changed his wording:

Under the shroud of dark clouds, the evening descends heavily.

Next to the incense burner, there is a stack of yellow parchment that has been soaked and stuck together by rainwater.

Wang Youde followed closely behind.

Yunsong was scared to death and instinctively raised his hand to surrender.

Don't be fooled by Wang Youde's chubby appearance. He can run quite fast on mountain roads, leaving Yun Song, a young man, panting and out of breath as he tries to catch up.

However, in the eyes of Wang Youde, everything is different.

After he said these three words, it felt like three bullets hitting Wang Youde, causing his obese body to shiver three times in a row.

On the table, there is a Buddhist shrine.

He brought some Taoist scriptures last night to deal with ghostly matters, such as "The Great Cave True Scripture of Shangqing" and "The Eight Pure True Scriptures of Dongzhen Tai Shang".

Others fear my greed, I flee from others' greed.

They will go to great lengths to play with us! Until they scare us to death!

He can't comfort Wang Youde this time - can't he say that the crying is the sound of a baby fish? Can he still say that this house is used by mountain people to raise baby fish?

The sound of rain falling can be heard from all directions, as if it were filled with things tiptoeing from all directions.

Wang Youde performed remarkably well, standing calmly at the back, gripping the peach wood sword tightly, with blue veins bulging on his chubby hands.

Little Zhener, you are a true hero, but I, surnamed Wang, am not a coward!

This doubt just arose in Yunsong's mind, and a lightning bolt suddenly flashed by.

Wang Youde also trembled when he saw this.

It's just a matter of life and death. When a person dies, the birds fly upside down; when not, they fly forward. I am no longer afraid!

Wang Yude did not speak, but instead slowly retreated.

A gust of mountain wind blew wildly from the north, and with a loud roar in the sky, raindrops began to patter down.

However, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared before him.

This is the Lord not giving us any way to survive!

The peacock flies to the southeast, while looking back.

Occasionally, a large bird with a "gaga" cry flies over his head, bringing more rainwater down.

Yunsong looked at him in astonishment.

The last house appeared in front of him.

Only the sound of rain hitting the ground can be heard.

When the two of them found the village, they were still dozens of meters away from the village entrance, but they had only taken a few steps before they saw the situation in the village.

As the two of them walked briskly, a loud and melodious song could be heard from afar in the wind and rain:

In the mountains, it's raining and very cold.

After saying these words, he turned around and left.

What is this guy doing?

Kantou Village is indeed a ghost village, and its space is empty.

What is it?

Yunsong said indifferently, "Fusheng is the supreme heavenly venerable. Wang, your words are unprofessional. As the saying goes, 'Good things don't go out the door.' Wait, that's not right. It's 'If the morning glow doesn't leave home, the evening glow will travel a thousand miles.' You knew how beautiful the glow was yesterday evening."

He hesitated for a moment before handing the peach wood sword on his back to Wang Youde, saying "If there are ghosts later, this might be useful."

As he walked down the mountain, he kept looking back.