Dunzi stepped on the accelerator, and it didn't take long to arrive at the teahouse that Dunzi mentioned, but he found that the trip was in vain. According to the boss, there were several tomb robbers who came to his store. I overheard from their chat.

What earth talisman was there, what was the most precious treasure in the world, what was the deal in Huaishu Village.

In fact, the most useful of these clues was the Huaishu Village, but when I asked the boss if he knew where the Huaishu Village was, he had no way of knowing.

After returning home, Dunzi and I looked up maps and newspapers, but after working for several days we couldn't find any Huaishu Village.

Later, I learned from Uncle Gui's housekeeper that there was a remote village called Huaishu Village somewhere in Shanxi, but this Huaishu Village mysteriously disappeared in the late Qing Dynasty.

Dunzi and I decided to go and investigate, maybe there would be some clues.

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"Hello, fellow villager, could you please tell me how to get to Huaishu Village?" Dunzi asked a rural man who was busy with farm work in the field.

"What about Huaishu Village? I've never heard of it," the fellow said.

"Oh, have you ever heard of a village that mysteriously disappeared here?" Dunzi asked again.

"Demolition? No one will care about us in remote rural areas," the fellow said.

"Forget it, let's go ask someone else, but thank you, fellow." Dunzi said politely to the man.

"Oh, you are from other places? If you want to ask for directions, ask the old people in the village ahead. They may know more than me."

Dunzi and I walked towards the village ahead. We walked very quickly, and soon we reached the center of the village.

The condition of the entire village seems to be very poor, with earthen walls and thatched roofs, and the entire village almost has this architectural style.

In the center of the village, several elderly people over 60 years old were sitting around under a big poplar tree, making homely meals.

"Uncle, aunt, excuse me, does any of you know how to get to Huaishu Village?" I asked politely.

“I’ve never heard of such a village.”

"Huaishu Village? There are two villages here, Yangjiao Village and Hujiagou."

"Are you looking for the wrong place? Old Yangtou, do you know this village?"

“…..”

Everyone was talking to each other, and none of them seemed to understand clearly. Only the old Yangtou was whining and had no idea what he was talking about, and his expression looked very strange.

"Uncle Yang, do you know Huaishu Village?" I asked the old man with a strange expression on his face.

"This...I..." Old Man Yang looked ugly.

After saying that, Old Man Yang stood up, played with his severely hunched waist, and turned to leave.

Dunzi and I quickly followed behind, "Uncle Yang, don't leave in a hurry. Do you know?"

Old Yang didn't say a word, and his feet came closer and closer.

Dunzi panted and said, "You weird old man, I'll give you the money."

Old Yang, who was walking in front, didn't even look back.

"One hundred, two hundred, is that enough?"

Old Man Yang still only cares about his own way.

"Five hundred... If you want more money, just say something." Dunzi said in an air of awe.

Old Man Yang finally said, "Little brother, you'd better go back and forth there."

"Uncle Yang, what do you mean by this?" I asked puzzledly

Old Man Yang turned around and said, "Huaishu Village, you absolutely cannot go. If you believe me, Old Yang, little brother, you'd better go back as soon as possible."

"How do you say this? Let's talk about it. I don't think my two brothers can go." After saying that, I supported Old Yang's head and sat down on the ground under a big tree. After waiting for a long time, Old Yang started to speak.

"Huaishu Village is a village that almost no one knows about. The people there are kind, hard-working, and simple. It is simply a paradise on earth. Every household in the village lives a happy life with plenty of food and clothing. Until one morning in the late Qing Dynasty, villagers from a nearby village discovered that

This fairyland of Huaishu Village mysteriously disappeared overnight.

The original place where the village was was replaced by a desolate barren tomb that no one dared to approach. Later, during the reform and opening up, the barren tomb was leveled and replaced by patches of green wheat fields, so no one later knew about this village.

It’s where it is.”

There are so many questions in my mind like a headless thread. "Uncle Yang, how did this village disappear? And no one knows about this village. Why do you know about it?"

Old man Yang seemed to be covering up something and said, "There are different opinions about the mysterious disappearance of this village. Some people say that this village was originally Penglai Wonderland, and the people in the village are gods. They will go back after having enough fun in the human world. Some people say that this village is too beautiful."

If you live a good life, if it is too good, it will attract jealousy, anger the underworld, and the king of hell, and you will naturally be swallowed up and go to hell."

I simply don’t believe Old Man Yang’s statement. It’s too mythical.

Dunzi somewhat believed it, "Mom! Even the Prince of Hell in the underground would be jealous of living people living a good life. This is too..."

"Cough! Cough!" Old Man Yang coughed twice and stood up to leave. "You can't find me in that village, little brother. It's time for me to go home and feed my sheep."

"Don't be anxious, uncle, why don't you come and have a cigarette first?"

Old man Yang took the cigarette from me and said, "Hey! It has a filter. Old man, I have only smoked cigarettes like this a few times in my life."

"Uncle, if you like smoking, I can give you a few big bags, but please tell us in detail about Huaishu Village. We are really in a hurry."

Old Man Yang lit up his cigarette and took two strong puffs and said, "Hey, since you said so, I can no longer hide anything.

In fact, although this Sophora Tree Village miraculously disappeared, the strange thing is that many people have seen this village while walking at night, and the village is still the same as before. I was one of them who saw that village.

A lucky person." Old man Yang said and suddenly stopped as if thinking about something.

After waiting for a long time, Old Man Yang continued to speak.

"I remember that I was twenty years old and idle all day long. That night I got so drunk in the county town that I crawled along the rugged path to my home until I reached a wheat field three miles away from our village.

On the edge, I vaguely saw a village. The village was brightly lit and people were jumping around the fire. I felt that my feet were too weak to walk, so I staggered towards the village with difficulty.

After arriving in the village, the people in the village were very enthusiastic and forced me to eat meat and drink wine. I drank until the golden rooster crowed. I was as drunk as mud before I entered a house and slept on the bed.

It wasn't until I woke up that I realized that I was just lying in a wheat field. I thought I was just having a sweet dream, but the ceramic wine bottle I held tightly in my hand showed that I was indeed with the mysterious villager last night.

Spent the whole night drinking.

After returning to the village, I learned through chatting that several people had had the same experience as me. What was unsettling was that those people who had the same experience as me all died mysteriously one after another, and they all had the same appearance and pupils.

When zoomed in, it looks like they were frightened to death by something, and all the dead people had their tongues cut out.

I am one of the lucky ones. After more than 40 years, I am still living peacefully and comfortably."

"What do you mean, the village those people and you entered by mistake at night is Huaishu Village?" I looked at Old Yangtou and asked

Old Yang nodded and said, "Maybe, Huaishu Village...cough! Cough!" Old Yang started to cough.

I just wanted to step forward and pat his back, but Old Yangtou was twitching all over like an epileptic, and blood kept coming from the corners of his mouth. Before I could figure out what was going on, Old Yangtou

Suddenly his neck tilted, his mouth slowly opened, and half of his tongue fell out of his mouth.

"Ah! His tongue." Dunzi was frightened.

I was covered in cold sweat, and this... Old Yang's pupils suddenly dilated, and he stared behind me.

My heart was beating! It was about to jump out of my throat. What was behind us? My rapid breathing could no longer meet the needs of my body.

Dunzi and I turned around and looked back, only to feel darkness in front of our eyes and a sharp pain in our heads.
Chapter completed!