Author: Youdaoyan

The next day, under the leadership of tour guide Mo Guangning, Fang Mu came to Wenyatun, a remote mountain village mentioned in the diary.

"I haven't been back for a while. Maybe you can't imagine that the changes here are really big. There used to be no asphalt roads here, and there were no guardrails when walking on this mountain road." Mo Guangning was familiar with the road while driving.

While turning the steering wheel crazily, he introduced Fang Mu, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes. It seemed that this mountain village held many memories for him.

As Mo Guangning said, Fang Mu didn't have any special feelings about this. After all, he was a stranger from the city, and his ordinaryness was sometimes the desire of others.

He can understand, but he can never resonate with it. To say that he can understand the pride of local people like Mo Guangning in the development of his homeland just by thinking about it and taking a look at it is quite arrogant and idiotic.

After finally passing through a cave, Fang Mu and the two finally officially entered the village.

Wenyatun is a large village spread over ten miles and eight villages. Dozens of self-built houses and old houses are scattered here and there. Some old and new, tall and short houses are crowded together, just like the people in the village are so close to each other.

The young and old in the village all stared at the foreign cars entering the village. In addition to curiosity, Fang Mu also had some incomprehensible excitement in their eyes.

When the children in the village saw Mo Guangning getting out of the car parked in front of the village chief's house, they all happily came forward to greet him.

Apart from the words "Guang Ning" and "Brother", Fang Mu couldn't understand what the tour guide and the child were talking about, but it probably meant welcoming him back to his hometown, but he always felt that the child who was talking to Mo Guang Ning was a bit agitated.

Strangely, he kept looking at me while talking.

That kind of look is like looking at a product, as if it is a piece of pork.

Mo Guangning probably sensed Fang Mu's displeasure. He drove away the children in the village without talking to them for a few words. Then he said to Fang Mu, "Sorry, when I was in the village, I often played with these bastards. They

Somewhat excited, I told them that I didn’t come back to play with them this time.”

As he said that, he asked Fang Mu to go to the back room of the house on the right side of the car and said, "Come in, I will take you to see the village chief."

"Uncle! Uncle!" After Fang Mu and Mo Guangning entered the house, they heard Mo Guangning shouting several times into the house.

It was also at this time that Fang Mu found out that the current village chief of Wenya Village was Mo Guangning's biological uncle.

After a while, a tall, thin, middle-aged man with skin as dark as Mo Guangning came in from the back yard. When he saw Mo Guangning, the man seemed very happy.

After the two briefly exchanged greetings, Mo Guangning's uncle officially turned his attention to Fang Mu.

"Ayi Ning, who is this?" The man spoke Mandarin with a slight accent. He looked at Fang Mu, an outsider, curiously.

Mo Guangning then introduced Fang Mu and his uncle to each other, and then Fang Mu learned that the village chief's name was Mo Longwei.

"You are welcome to come and play in our village. If you don't mind, you can stay at my house during this period." When Mo Longwei learned that Fang Mu was his nephew's client, he immediately said with a smile.

Mo Guangning also followed up and said: "Boss, what do you think? We don't have a hotel here. My uncle's house was just renovated the year before last. There should be nothing more comfortable than my uncle's house in the village. Don't worry, the cost of food and accommodation is included.

It’s inside.”

Mo Longwei smiled and waved his hand, "My nephew's friend is here to play, so I don't need to give him any money. Whatever he wants to eat and buy is mine."

Fang Mu smiled back and expressed his gratitude: "Sorry for bothering you, thank you very much for taking me in."

During lunch, Mo Longwei asked Fang Mu and Mo Guangning about their plans, and also recommended several places with beautiful scenery nearby.

Before Mo Guangning could speak, Fang Mu bluntly told him that he wanted to go to Nongshan.

As soon as these words were spoken, the voices at the dinner table suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere became depressing.

"That's not a place to play." After a long time, the village chief said to Fang Mu with a serious face, "Let's find another place."

Fang Mu and Mo Guangning looked at each other, fell silent, and said no more.

That night, Mo Guangning arranged a few bottles of beer and appetizers with the village canteen, and invited Fang Mu to the rooftop to enjoy the night view of the mountain village and chat.

In addition to the two of them, Mo Guangning's uncle, the village chief, also came to the small wine shop.

After drinking for three rounds, the three of them opened up their conversation boxes with the strength of the wine.

"Ayimu, haven't you given up on going into the mountains yet?" Mo Longwei burped and looked at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu was slightly silent and nodded: "I have a reason to go."

Mo Guangning said nothing, but just focused on his uncle.

Mo Longwei shook his head, "Do you know what's in the mountain?"

After being embarrassed once at noon, Fang Mu, who had learned his lesson, answered more carefully this time, "I am a writer of suspense novels. I heard rumors about this mountain on the Internet recently. It happened to be the material I needed recently, so I came here to think about it.

Let’s get some information.”

"I really don't recommend you go there." Mo Longwei said while twisting peanuts and eating them, "Many people died in that mountain in the past, and many strange things happened."

"Can you tell me in detail?" Fang Mu waited patiently for Mo Longwei to agree.

Mo Longwei neither clearly expressed his refusal nor clearly expressed his agreement. Only after being silent for almost a minute, he slowly told Fang Mu a story from his past.

"Among the foreigners who have come to our village over the years, the last one like you who said he wanted to go to Nong Mountain was almost thirty years ago. That person brought unimaginable disaster to our village.

"Mo Longwei's eyes showed confusion, and his expression gradually became painful, "I don't know where this is.

The foreigner who came here probably offended the Toad God and was cursed by the Toad God. He was almost terminally ill. He sought help from the then village chief of our village. After the village chief heard that the curse was affecting his family, he couldn't bear it and provided

In order to get help, he was asked to go into the mountains to plead guilty to the Toad God who lived in Nun Mountain.

As a result, he recovered, but I don’t know what caused the Toad God’s dissatisfaction in our village. Our village has been plagued by toads for a long time. At that time, the fields, orchards, roads and homes were full of toads that returned to attack people. This gave our village

It caused a lot of losses. It was just a loss of money, so it was nothing. What was terrible was the aftermath.

Come, those people who believe in the Toad God in the village, for the sake of the peace of the village, got together and wanted to offer more and better gifts at the annual sacrificial ceremony to satisfy the anger of the Toad God. As a result, the Toad God was probably angry.

It was so severe that all the people who worshiped at Nunshan Cave were hit by a landslide, and no one survived.

Our Wenya Village immediately lost nearly half of its residents and labor force, and it took 10 more years to develop to where it is today."
Chapter completed!