Shen Jifeng also agreed to the middle-aged man's invitation. He hugged the computer and followed Wei Yuan step by step. However, he had a slightly tangled look on his face. He didn't want to get too close, but he still refused to stay away from a certain range, as if he could only wait for a while. Safety can only be guaranteed within a certain range of Weiyuan.
Wei Yuan looked at the girl who had been following him closely since she came to this ghost realm. He was thoughtful and had a vague guess about her identity.
Speaking of which, although the driver Lao Zhou himself did not join the action group, he was aware of its internal affairs.
You should have asked at that time that there was a high probability that Shen Jifeng was also a non-staff member of the action team.
As we walked forward, the road led by the man was indeed the same as what the woman in yellow had said. After passing the branch of the Luojiang River that was full of life and death, there was a green bamboo forest behind the river bank. There were people living deep in the bamboo forest. It does have a good flavor.
The man pointed to the black door of the house in front of him, which was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. He said politely: "It's rare to have a guest today. You go in and sit down first. My wife and children are here. I'll buy some snacks and we'll have a drink later."
The couple looked at the surrounding environment, the clear water was rolling, and Yangliu Yiyi liked it quite a lot. This was not a difficult thing to do, and they had to agree to it. Wei Yuan raised his hand to stop him, looked at the man, and said with a smile: " Isn’t this… bad?”
"We are all unfamiliar faces. What if this scares my sister-in-law?"
The man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wei Yuan to say that, and he had to think about how to answer for a while.
Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Let's go in together."
The man opened his mouth and waved his hands: "This is not good, I have to buy something..."
"Just go in."
The boy in the couple also felt that this was not a big deal and advised:
"Wei Yuan, let's be polite so there won't be any misunderstandings, right?"
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.
Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "Speaking of which, I don't need to be so rigid."
The man breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to speak, but Wei Yuan's left hand had already turned down and clasped his wrist. He was shocked and saw the calm face, and sighed to himself: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have made excuses. It’s not an easy thing to fool ghosts.”
The man's face changed drastically and he was about to struggle.
But he heard Wei Yuan yell: "Go in."
Turning his hand and flicking his wrist, he threw the man directly against the door. It was strange. The dark black door looked hard and solid, but the middle-aged man actually fell directly in. Wei Yuan raised his hand and opened the red umbrella behind his back, and directly touched it. After seeing the man and the narrow black door, the couple were still a little confused about this development, when they heard a pop.
It was like a red-hot iron rod reaching into the snow.
A shrill scream came from inside, and something fell on the umbrella. The umbrella surface kept shaking, reflecting a twisted figure, and then there was a crazy and shrill scream:
"let me go!"
"Look at me, open your eyes and look at me!"
The voice was shrill and pitiful, as if it was ringing in my ears.
The couple was so frightened that their hair stood on end. Wei Yuan took a step forward and stood in front of the three people behind him. His eyes were slightly closed. There were scratching sounds on the umbrella, as if someone was struggling and tearing hard behind the door in front of him, with great strength. It was so big that ordinary people would definitely not be able to support it, but Wei Yuan was so good at it that he could not move at all.
I don’t know how much time passed before the screams slowly stopped.
Shen Jifeng gasped, opened his eyes, and saw that the couple next to him fainted under the impact of the Yin Qi. Wei Yuan put away the red umbrella. This big red umbrella had already been covered with pits. , black scratches appeared, which was shocking.
In front of the red umbrella, there is no gate at all. There stands a dark coffin.
Just a few steps away, they walked directly into the coffin.
Ordinary coffins are buried in the soil, but this coffin stood upright on the ground, not even touching the ground. It was wrapped with a layer of red bricks to isolate the coffin from the earth. Shen Jifeng took a slight breath, and his expression Turning white, he said:
"It's a standing coffin."
"Standing coffin?"
"Well, people who died unexpectedly and were full of resentment cannot be buried. So we have to deal with it like this first, and wait until the evil spirit is taken away by the running water before they can be buried. This is a person who refuses to die in peace. If he is buried in the ground, he will definitely breed zombies."
Wei Yuan looked at the standing coffin. Perhaps because the illusion had been broken, large tracts of fog appeared on the edge of the original ghost realm. The surrounding environment was sometimes illusory, sometimes blurry, and occasionally covered with a layer of thick fog. Sometimes it's true.
Wei Yuan frowned slightly and took three steps forward. The scene on the river bank was still there.
Shen Jifeng quickly stood up and followed Wei Yuan. At this time, he was still holding the computer. His other hand was subconsciously holding the hem of Wei Yuan's clothes because of nervousness. Wei Yuan looked back at the two lovers lying on the ground. Towards this ghost realm that was briefly opened.
The vague fog is slowly returning to normal.
Wei Yuan asked: "Are you a member of the action team?"
Shen Jifeng nodded, shook his head again, and whispered: "I study the circulation of spiritual energy. This time, the action team asked me to go to the village to see if I can find out the hidden secrets from the flow of evil energy. The Ghostland Hotel.”
After a pause, she added: "I have seen your information."
Wei Yuan shook his head and smiled, thinking of the people who were rumored to be studying the techniques, he pointed at the ghost land emitting mist and asked:
"Then can you find where in this ghost realm is weaker?"
Shen Jifeng nodded slightly, picked up two talismans, performed several spells, and finally gave a few directions.
"Da, it's probably here. The time is short, I can't figure it out."
Wei Yuan raised his hand and pulled out the Eight-sided Han Sword, bit his finger, brushed it on the sword, and then slashed forward. After injecting the spirit, it was also attached with the evil-breaking and exorcizing talisman. The Eight-sided Han Sword fell, and the first The sword showed no change, and the same happened with the second sword. Wei Yuan was not discouraged, and slashed out with the third sword. Suddenly, the blurry fog and the quiet dusk scene in front of Wei Yuan were torn apart.
It's like the world is split in half.
In the front part, the sky seemed to get dark all of a sudden, but the direction Wei Yuan and the others came from was still at dusk. The two worlds were clearly separated, except for the tributary of Luoshui, which rushed past, passing through the ghost world and reality. world.
On the bank of the river, standing coffins that represent untimely deaths and full of resentment stand quietly.
Densely packed and shocking.
It looks like a mass grave.
They stood surrounded by standing coffins.
Shen Jifeng couldn't help but take a step back, his scalp numb.
Are all the people here dying to die?
And around those standing coffins, sitting or lying down, were a crowd of tourists who came.
They were like guests at a guest's house, with their eyes tightly closed but with peaceful smiles on their faces.
It was as if he was receiving an extremely warm reception, which was strange and eerie.
Shen Jifeng felt a chill in his heart, and then he thought about what he heard from the members of the action team before he came here, that Wang Honghe had eaten in the cemetery before he found the restaurant, and Wei Yuan thought about the five-hour torture that he had captured and killed. What comes out is thoughtful.
If you open a village, you will not sell tea or wine.
Cook food for the dead and welcome guests from all directions.
Where is Zhuangzi?
If you are an ordinary person, you should go to the west.
Wei Yuan looked to the west.
Continuing forward in this mass grave-like place, the place where the river water is gentle is also the place where evil spirits gather with the water.