Smelling the obvious rancid smell in the air, Han Fei walked past the advertisement: "The people are nice, the water is good, and the air is good. This place is completely different from what the advertisement said."
After walking a few hundred meters further, Han Fei saw corpses hanging upside down on the branches. The rotting corpses were wearing bright red clothes, with a black word "longevity" embroidered on the outside of each piece of clothing.
"Stop! Don't go any further!" The leaves fell, and a strange man wearing two layers of raincoat walked out from behind the tree. He looked to be in his forties, with a stocky body and a black beard.
"Isn't the village just ahead?" Han Fei didn't feel any threat from the weirdo.
"That village is full of monsters!" The man in the raincoat wanted to say something else. The red rope and bell tied to the tree suddenly rang, and he immediately became nervous: "Run quickly! Don't drink the water in the village! Definitely.
Be careful with old people!”
"Is there a problem with the water? What happened in the village?" Before Han Fei could finish speaking, the man got into the bushes. Just as he was about to chase after him, the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and a sinister laughter sounded.
After a while, two old men appeared on the dirt road. They were holding white paper lanterns in broad daylight and staring at Han Fei with cloudy eyes.
"Young man, are you lost? Do you want to go to my house for a bowl of hot porridge?"
What the old man said was heart-warming, and Han Fei showed a grateful smile on his face: "Thank you two old men for taking me in."
Both parties were very polite and everyone entered the village happily.
The leaves swayed. After Han Fei left, the upside-down corpse fell to the ground. The bright red shroud was blown by the wind, and the black longevity character became wet.
"Our village is a natural oxygen bar, the hometown of longevity. On average, the elderly can live over a hundred years old." The old man carrying a white paper lantern introduced Han Fei: "Many people used to come to our place for vacation, and the media came to look for them.
The secret to longevity.”
"Young man, just stay in the village. The world outside is in chaos, but we are an outstanding people and are protected by the gods. No ghosts dare to come in."
At the end of the dirt road stood two huge doorposts. A white cloth was tied to one doorpost, and a fool was tied to the other doorpost.
He looked to be in his forties, his hair was messy, his body was dirty, he had no shoes on, and his feet were covered with blood blisters and wounds. It seemed that he had run a long way and was caught again.
"Don't be afraid. He is a fool in the village. He goes crazy during the day. There are many old people in the village and he is very strong. We had no choice but to tie him up." The old man explained quickly as if he was afraid that Han Fei would misunderstand.
"Only crazy during the day?" Han Fei didn't understand. Could he not see ghosts at night?
Following the two old men, Han Fei just passed the doorpost when the fool suddenly opened his eyes wide and yelled at Han Fei: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"
"Why are you sick again? Shut up!" The old man picked up a branch from the ground and whipped the fool with great force. Every time he whipped the fool, there was a trail of blood.
"It doesn't matter. I get scolded a lot, so don't hit him." Han Fei's character setting is that of a cowardly, kind-hearted, and simple good old man.
"I don't want to hit him, but no matter how hard I try to persuade him, it's useless. I've seen this kid since he was a kid, and he turned out to be crazy." The old man threw the branch aside and stood between Han Fei and the fool, preventing him from letting go.
Han Fei communicated with a fool.
Another old man grabbed Han Fei's arm and pulled Han Fei into the village.
The entire Changshou Village is full of antique-style buildings, with two-story attics and farmyards. The village is very well built, but it is supposed to be a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, but it gives people a gloomy feeling.
"There are still a lot of vegetables grown at home. You can rest at my house tonight. You can find a house to live in tomorrow. There are many empty houses in the village. If you stay here for three days, the house will be yours." The two old men said. It is very welcoming. At first glance, you will think that the folk customs of this village are extremely simple.
Walking along the deserted path, the muddy road was overgrown with weeds on both sides. From time to time, bugs and huge rats that Han Fei had never seen crawled across.
"Here we are." The old man held a white paper lantern and bowed three times to the door of his room. Then he grabbed the copper ring on the door and knocked on the door gently: "Old lady, I have brought a guest back."
There was the sound of wooden boards being pushed little by little inside the house. After a long time, the door was opened by an old lady. The woman was very old, and her face was covered with fine wrinkles, which almost squeezed out her eyes.
"Go and heat up the porridge. This child hasn't eaten for a long time."
"It's okay." Han Fei acted very shyly, and acted out the inner activities of being hungry and embarrassed to speak, and the character's personality was well grasped.
The two old men had completely lowered their guard against Han Fei. They felt that he was different from those guys who came to the village to "make trouble" and that he was just a poor man who had fled.
"You're tired after walking all the way. Go and have a rest in the house." The old man sent Han Fei into the guest room, turned around and left.
The warm scene ended here. Han Fei stared at the old man's back through the crack in the door. His severely stooped back looked like a huge lump of flesh, and there seemed to be another person hiding inside.
"The distance between Changshou Village and Guilou Yiyangtiannian Nursing Home is very close. If you want to know more about Guilou, the best way is to get enough information here first."
Even with Han Fei's current strength, there is no guarantee that he will be able to escape unscathed after entering the Mysterious Tower. The Mysterious Tower is the most terrifying building besides the Forbidden Tower. It has not yet been discovered and there is a high probability that it hides something related to the unspeakable.
Sitting on the bed in the guest room, Han Fei quickly discovered something strange. There was a compartment inside the guest room, and the compartment door was locked.
The bed in the guest room is separated from the partition by a wall. What's a bit strange is that there is a window on that wall.
Lying on the bed in the guest room, you can look up and see the window connected to the partition.
Han Fei approached quietly. The window was blocked by cardboard. Only by removing the paper could he see the items in the compartment.
Just as he was about to lift the cardboard, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the old lady with a deeply wrinkled face came in carrying a bowl of hot porridge.
She lowered her head, and the blood vessels on her arms protruded like trembling dark green worms.
"Eat more, you won't have to eat at night." The old lady's voice contained no emotion, numb and gloomy, like a badly rusted machine.
"Thank you." Han Fei looked at the rice bowl on the table. It contained freshly made porridge with wild vegetables and grains. It was still steaming and had a strong fragrance that made people want to eat.
Han Fei picked up the kuaizi and stirred it carefully. He found three coins and a strand of black hair at the bottom of the bowl.
"Is this porridge for the dead?"
Han Fei laid Kuai Zi flat on the table. He picked up the coins and wanted to test the old man's tone. But after walking out of the guest room, he found that the sky outside had become much darker.
The flow of time inside this longevity village seems to be much faster than outside. There is a force extracting time from all living people, accelerating the aging of the villagers.
The white paper lantern on the ground was gone. Han Fei did not stop in the yard. He opened the kitchen door out of curiosity.
The scary scene in the imagination did not appear. The kitchen was very normal, just like an ordinary farmhouse. There was nothing noteworthy about it.
"That bowl of porridge was made here? But why is the pot so clean with no trace of use at all?"
After exiting the kitchen, Han Fei looked towards the main room. He clearly remembered that when the old lady opened the door for him, there was the sound of wooden boards being pushed inside the house. The sound seemed to come from the main room.
Looking inside along the crack in the door, there are a lot of wooden furniture placed in the main room, but other than that, there is nothing else worth noting.
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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Han Fei turned to look at the door in the courtyard.
A village woman with heavy makeup stood at the door holding a bamboo basket. She said she was a village woman, but in fact she was at least in her fifties. It was just because of the thick layer of makeup on her face that it was hard to guess her true identity.
age.
The village woman didn't expect there was anyone else in the house. Her strange eyes were fixed on Han Fei. The powder on her face fell off, and a scary smile appeared on her red face.
"Who are you?" Han Fei was stunned by her look and spoke directly.
"Me? Oh, I'm the daughter-in-law of the owner of this household. I'm here to bring him food." The village woman picked up the bamboo basket covered with black cloth in her hand and placed it in the kitchen.
During the whole process of her movement, her eyes were glancing towards Han Fei intentionally or unintentionally.
"Did you just come into the village today? Have you had porridge? When you go to bed at night, be careful not to turn over. It is best to sleep on the bed, so... you will sleep more comfortably." The village woman talked a lot.
, after she put the bamboo basket, she wanted to come over and grab Han Fei's hand, but Han Fei dodged it: "Like you, I came in from the outside. I might not be used to it at first, but gradually
You'll find that you don't want to leave here at all."
She still looked at Han Fei with that terrifying smile: "My home is in the west of the village. If you are not used to living here, you can come to me."
The village woman left with some reluctance. Han Fei closed the door to the courtyard, ran to the kitchen, opened the bamboo basket and took a look. In the basket were huge rats and many cocoons that had been peeled off.
"This village can actually become a stronghold for survivors? It feels like all the living people are no longer normal. Their changes should be related to that mysterious building."
Han Fei returned to the guest room. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed something was wrong. The Kuaizi that he had laid flat on the table was now stuck upright in the porridge bowl, and the strand of black hair had disappeared.
"No one should have come in while I was away. It seems like the dirty things are hiding in the compartment."
Walking to the table, Han Fei stirred the bowl of cold porridge again. A strand of black hair at the bottom of the bowl now turned into white hair.
It was getting late, and Han Fei didn't go out anymore. He lay on the bed in the guest room.
When the last ray of light disappeared, darkness enveloped the longevity village. Han Fei felt that his whole body was enveloped by an abnormal coldness. He frowned slightly: "I seem to be in the midst of ghosts now? This longevity village will be hated at night. Devoured by ghosts?"
The flow of time seemed to start to slow down, and deep tiredness came to Han Fei's heart, as if there was a voice deep in his heart urging him to fall asleep as soon as possible.
Holding his breath and adjusting his breathing, Han Fei was fighting against the inexplicable sleepiness when he suddenly heard the sound of fingernails tapping against the wall.
Looking in the direction of the sound, Han Fei stared at the window on the wall of the cubicle.
The cardboard blocking the window bulged slightly, as if the window had been opened from the inside.
The worn cardboard was scratched by nails, and slowly, a hole appeared on it, and a pale finger protruded from it.
The fingerprints were burned away by the fire, and the finger slid downwards, and the bright red blood slowly soaked into the cardboard.
As the night deepens, the cardboard slowly falls, and a human face appears on the other side of the window. Its deformed body stretches out little by little, and its arms stretch out to the bed in the guest room.
This scene was so terrifying that it was so depressing that one could hardly breathe.
The monster's lower body was still in the compartment, but its upper body had stretched out from the window, and its fingers were about to touch Han Fei's cheek.
Opening his eyes, Han Fei looked at the ghost near Chi Chi and moved his lips slightly: "Touch the secret deep in the soul."
He supported his body with both arms and slammed into the monster's twisted face!
(End of chapter)
This chapter has been completed!