Do not take home photos of strangers, such as people who have died in your memory, or strangers who have entered your photos. People who inadvertently enter your photos are generally called stealing photos.

Never take such photos home. How do you know if the person in your photo is a person or something?

Both of them clearly understood that in the hazy climate at that time, the entire village was dim and dim. There was no third person present at all, so who was the blurry figure in the photo?

Liu Wengen deliberately stopped talking at this point, looked at Zhong Kui with a suspicious look on his face, and did not continue.

Zhong Kui was quite puzzled when he heard this, and secretly guessed whether Brother Wen Gen was telling a story about a village with the same name.

Liu Wengen knew that Zhong Kui had doubts in his heart, but he deliberately smiled and said nothing. He stood up and said to him: "It seems that we will not reach our destination today. Let's set up a rest tent here."

But Zhong Kui was attracted by the story told by Liu Wengen. He wanted to know why these two people died? Also, why did Menling Village have the same name as the address where the story happened?

"Brother Wengen, just tell me the whole story. After that, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Liu Wengen didn't have much strength in his body, and what he wanted was Zhong Kui's words. In other words, cutting down trees to build temporary tents would take a lot of effort. He was a scholar, a well-mannered man, and a cultural person from a big city. How could he do this?

Such rough work?

Seeing Zhong Kui's pursuit, Liu Wengen pointed to a branch in front of him and said, "If you chop down this tree, I will tell you the outcome."

In order to know the outcome, Zhong Kui had no reason not to obey the other party's arrangement. He picked up the machete and chopped down the branch that had not yet grown into shape.

Zhong Kui did things cleanly and neatly, which impressed Liu Wengen. He pursed his lips and smiled and said: "The ending is that both people die. We came to Menling Village this time to find the answer."

At first hearing what the other party said, Zhong Kui was speechless. After all, he was still talking about Menling Village in a roundabout way. What exactly happened in Menling Village? A big question mark hung in his mind, and he had to wait until dark

We quickly set up a temporary tent.

In difficult times, and with unfavorable conditions, most poor rural areas usually eat two meals a day. Under such harsh conditions, Zhong Kui and Liu Wengen had no choice but to eat cold water in their backpacks to satisfy their hunger.

You have to wait until the critical moment to take a bite of the steamed bun, chew it slowly and slowly swallow it into your stomach. The taste is really more delicious than eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

I couldn't help but tremble after saying this. I have never seen Guanyin soil, but I have heard people from the older generation say that Guanyin soil is a kind of white soil. Some people ate it during the famine. That kind of soil cannot be eaten.

It is digested by the human body, so you will not feel hungry for a long time after eating it. However, because it cannot be absorbed, there is no nutrition. People will still die after eating it. At that time, people thought that it would be better to die of fullness than to die of starvation.

Okay, without further ado, let’s take a look at the situation of Zhong Kui and Liu Wengen.

Before it got dark, Zhong Kui and Liu Wengen each ate a corn bun. After mixing half a bowl of cold water into their stomachs, with the smell of corn bun still lingering between their teeth, they lay down on the slope.

I closed my eyes on the thick silk thatch and prepared to sleep.

The blue tent cloth blended into the dark space, like an invisible small pyramid. After all, Zhong Kui was younger, and after working for a while during the day, his body functions were extremely tired. He easily fell asleep when he was tired, so as soon as he got close to the silk thatch,

He snored loudly and fell asleep.

Liu Wengen was not the same. Maybe it was because his stomach was not full yet. No matter how much he tried, he could not sleep. Listening to the sound of this bastard sleeping soundly, he was so angry that he wanted to curse people.

I don’t know how long he had been struggling, but Liu Wengen finally felt tired and couldn’t open his eyelids.

Zhong Kui fell asleep and woke up again... He suddenly felt the sound of someone coughing from outside the tent. He thought it was Brother Wengen, so he ignored it. But after a while, he felt something was wrong. Liu Wengen was afraid of being close to him,

Their bodies and body temperatures blended together. Although it was a little awkward, it was also warm.

Liu Wengen is around, so who is coughing outside?

Zhong Kui didn't wake up Liu Wengen and got up as soon as he rolled over. Anyway, he was sleeping in the field and didn't take off his clothes or anything, so it was quite convenient to get up.

After groping my way out of the tent, I saw a half-circle moon hanging on the treetops in mid-air. The pale moonlight poured down and scattered bits and pieces on the ground from the tree branches.

The dark night doesn't always feel good to people. Now under the embellishment of the moonlight, everything seems to be injected with white light and has aura. It makes people feel fearful at a glance and makes people think about it. The shadows of blockbusters are blurry.

Like countless elves lurking in the dark, ready to pounce on creatures walking in the dark night.

Walking at night is a familiar road for Zhong Kui. I remember that when his father was around, he would be at home alone, eagerly looking at the direction in which his father would come back. If he couldn't wait any longer, he would run to far away places to welcome him back.

After leaving the tent, I didn't see anyone coughing. In my trance, I heard a vague voice, calling his name. This voice was very familiar, but also very strange... Zhong Kui didn't identify the direction seriously.

He judged whether he was walking in the right place based on his feeling. What exactly caused him to silently walk in one direction like this? He couldn't give a reason.

Zhong Kui was as stiff as a sleepwalker, climbing up and down the hill in search of something.

When Zhong Kui appeared at a location overlooking the village, a cold wind blew. He suddenly woke up and realized that he was already approaching Menling Village.

The deathly silent village, the dark doorways that were blown by the cold wind making a hollow sound of "woo-woo-woo", and the broken windows that were pushed by the wind and bumped against the window frames, all gave Zhong Kui waves of incomparable sadness and misery.

This is not a dream! Now Zhong Kui stands alive at the entrance of the village. The ship's shape remains in the eternal darkness. The reservoir that raised hundreds of people is gone, and what is left is a strange willow that looks like a wind-torn old man's rickety body.

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Zhong Kui would rather this was a dream, and his vanilla girl was still in the warm room, waiting for him to pick her up. In the dark night, he stared at everything in front of him, and the hot tears rushed out of his eyes and turned cold instantly.

Zhong Kui stumbled down the slope, his heart beating violently, hoping to see a miracle.

The story about Liu Wengen and the story about two men exploring death were all used by these ignorant guys to fool him.

"Vanilla...Sister Vanilla...I'm back." Zhong Kui growled and came to the reservoir...

Scenes of the laughter of children by the reservoir and the cry for help of herbs splashing in the water appeared in Zhong Kui's mind.
Chapter completed!