There must be people in the village because the houses are clean and tidy.

Most of the houses here are two floors, with people living on the bottom floor, and grain, farming tools and debris are piled on the upper floor. The top is covered with bluestone slabs and another layer of thatch is laid. It is sun protection in summer and cold protection in winter, and waterproof in rainy weatherproof in strong winds.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the village and Linghu leaned against Yun Song's legs.

Abao pulled it back and hung it in front of him to protect it in his arms.

Very loyal.

It’s just that Abao is arrogant and likes to rush and beat him hard, so Linghu’s slammed on its chest and becomes a leather armor. Once there is conflict on the front, the leather armor will be beaten first...

The village was full of coldness. Yun Song was about to remind Gongsun Wufeng and Lu Zhuzhuo to be careful, but looked up but found that the two figures were missing!

In front of him was only bluestone paths and ancient houses intertwined with trees. The trees were tall ginkgo trees, which were towering and erect and lush.

From a distance, it seems that the houses in the village are half-covered by trees. When you look close, you will find that there are large ginkgo trees on both sides of each house.

The trees stand tall and the shade covers the house, making each room look a little gloomy.

‘Tick…’

‘Tick…’

The sound of water dripping sounded from under an eaves. He looked over carefully and saw a pair of muddy eyes and a wrinkled face through the broken window paper!

Yunsong hurriedly approached Abao.

A macho man hugged his baby.

A soft cry sounded behind him: "Yunsong..."

Yunsong slowly turned back.

He thought he would see something, but he saw the nervous faces of Gongsun Wufeng and Lu Zhuzhuo.

This stunned him: "When will you two go around behind me?"

Gongsun Wufeng came up and said, "You suddenly walked very quickly just now and walked in front of us!"

Lu Zhuzhuo said carefully: "Yes, when we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw that there were many large ginkgo trees here. We were extremely curious and couldn't help but stop and look. You walked forward on your own. We called you several times and you didn't use any response."

Yun Song trembled for a moment and said in a deep voice: "There is something strange in this village!"

"Hehe, this is a ghost village."

A low voice came.

Gongsun Wufeng's expression changed slightly, and his voice came from an old house.

The old house is quite old, with moss-covered walls and many green ivy crawling. Next to this house is not a ginkgo tree, but a twisted big locust tree.

The locust tree did not grow well, and finally leaned on the wall and leaned to the roof, like a dead giant python climbing up the house.

This is exactly what Yun Song saw an old house with an old face through the wooden window.

Lu Zhuzhuo was actually very bold.

She heard the voice and walked over generously, with a sweet smile on her pretty face: "Hello, old man, I'm disturbing you."

The people in the room did not show up, only voices were heard: "If you know that you would disturb me, why don't you leave quickly? Get out of this village quickly!"

"hurry up!"

Lu Zhuozhuo smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, old man, we've been traveling all night long. We're so tired. We want to find a place to rest."

"There are some places outside where you can rest, but you just come to our village?" The old man said in a stiff tone, "Let's go, hurry up, this is a ghost village! This is not the place where you living people should come in!"

When Yun Song heard that he had arrived at the ghost village, he was excited: "There are many ghosts here?"

The old man said, "The village is full of ghosts! Go quickly!"

Walk?

Who wants to leave?

I'm going to be fat!

Yun Song quickly continued to inquire: "Then what is the most powerful ghost in your village? Is it a fierce ghost?"

A cloudy eye was exposed in the window frame.

The old man was secretly looking at him.

Maybe I want to tell if he is a melon skin.

He suddenly said, "You can't leave anymore, come in quickly, there is a ghost coming out soon, you can hurry up and enter my house..."

‘Crunch, crunch’…

The sound of the door opening sounded intermittently. Yun Song looked over in a conscious mind. The door in the village was opened, and a woman was looking out curiously.

Then there were other sounds of door opening, and people from the village came out one after another.

The people were shocked when they saw them dressed up, and the woman who showed up quickly waved at them.

Yunsong felt an airflow rolling in the room beside him, and the broken window paper was shaking. The airflow spewed through the window edge and made a whimper, just like a young woman was sobbing comfortably and painfully.

He walked back carefully and looked in and saw nothing.

Lu Zhuzhuo walked towards the woman and asked, "Sister, you..."

"Come here, come here." The woman said nervously, "Why are you staying in the haunted house? How dare you get close to the haunted house?"

Lu Zhuzhuo asked calmly: "Are you saying that the old house is a haunted house? Are there ghosts inside?"

A man asked with his arms around, "Sister-in-law Hua, are they ghosts? I saw them staying in the haunted house just now."

Sister Hua touched Lu Zhuzhuo's hand and said, "The hands are hot, not a ghost."

Lu Zhuzhuo smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Hua, why are your hands cold?"

Sister Hua suddenly became anxious: "I just washed clothes at home. You touched my face, you touched my arms, I was so warm."

Lu Zhuzhuo hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll joke with you..."

"You can't joke around." Sister Hua immediately said, "There are really ghosts in this village, it's a haunted house."

"If you say I am a ghost and let the villagers believe it, then my family will not be able to stay in the village."

The village is in the deep mountains, and no one should have arrived on weekdays. Now, seeing outsiders and a Taoist priest, the villagers rushed over.

An old man with a goatee bowed:

"I don't know where the guests come from and where they are going? Is this Taoist priest who has the cultivation level or is he just wearing such a Taoist robe to avoid trouble?"

Yun Song said, "Fusheng Supreme Heavenly Lord, Xiaodao is a fake Taoist priest, wearing this robe is just a fun thing."

The old man suddenly showed disappointment.

He then introduced to the three people, saying that their village was called Shui Niuzhai.

The village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with high mountains and deep valleys around it. The mountains are like lying on a cow. The village is on a raised hillside, which seems to be on the cattle's stomach, so it is named Shui Niuzhai.

Hearing him introduce Gongsun Wufeng, he smiled and said, "The Feng Shui here is excellent, it is indeed a strong cow that is lying on the ground and has a good shape. As the saying goes, you can see the Mingtang. Your mountain is fresh and winding, and there are many small hills around it. This is called the Qinglong Seal Star."

His words shocked the old village chief and asked, "Sir, understand Feng Shui?"

Gongsun Wufeng said in a low-key manner: "Understand more."

He pointed to the back mountain and said:

"The Qinglong Seal Star is a pity that it is ruthless to turn the elbow. But seeing the dragon coming from behind, the three hills in front of them have small branches and feet, gradually lowering from high to low, which is considered a little bit of a small momentum."

"Looking further, there is a blue dragon holding a seal on the left and a white tiger with a knife on the right. There will be a storm when the dragon and tiger gather together. Your village doesn't look big, but some officials and merchants should be able to come out."

The old village chief stretched out his hand and patted his thigh hard, his face full of conscience:

"You are a person with real skills, which is right. Our village ancestors have produced many officials. A few years ago, someone went to work as a military officer. He became a military officer."

Yun Song asked, "Since the village keeps showing high officials, why haven't you moved out?"

The spirit on the old village chief's face immediately dissipated.

He said a little embarrassedly: "It is hard to get rid of my hometown, but it is hard to get rid of my hometown."

Gongsun Wufeng looked at him deeply and said, "I'm afraid it's not that the hometown is hard to leave, but that you can't get out, right?"

"Even if there are dragons and tigers gather here, the mountains are low and messy. The dragon cannot fly without water. The tigers have forests and are intercepted. You can only have small officials and vendors. With these people's abilities, they may not be able to take the villagers out and make a fortune together."

After hearing his words, the old village chief's legs became weak and seemed to want to kneel down:

"Master, you are really a master of the traveling house!"

"That's true! Our village can produce officials and merchants, but not high-ranking officials. Moreover, those who are officials and do business have no good endings, and they are prone to sudden disasters!"

"For example, about five or six years ago, my son went to learn to act in shadow puppetry from someone, and then performed in a mountain village for money. As a result, one day he went to the mountains and encountered a bandit or a tiger wolf, but he disappeared all of a sudden and disappeared without a trace!"

"And I just said that there is the haunted house. Oh, the old man in that house also has a son, and his son is the one who served as a military officer."

"As a result, the commander who was following his son encountered a rebellion. His subordinates led their troops to beat the commander to death. The military commander was the confidant of the commander of each family, so he was beaten to death. So you see, they all encountered a disaster, hey, little lady, what's wrong with you? His face looked so ugly."

Lu Zhuozhuo smiled bitterly and said, "It's nothing, maybe it's because I was too tired after driving the mountain road all night last night."

The old village chief smiled and said, "It's my fault. He actually pulled you here to chat. Come with the old man, and the old man will take you to rest."
To be continued...