I was teased by ghosts before, so that would be fine.

This time, I didn’t even see the town. If I just retreated, it would be a bit cowardly.

With Lao Han's steady personality, he felt that if he retreated at this time, he would definitely be ridiculed by Luo Chuyitong.

Jiang Yue had no reason to give up.

If this is to give up, it means admitting defeat. Zhiling must do anything bad.

With Zhiling's urinary nature, he might terminate the contract on the spot, or even directly judged him as his ex.

Although Jiang Yue was very unhappy with the feeling of being breached at any time, he really had to break through Yunxi Town, even in the Dragon Pond and Tiger Demon Cave or the Ghost Town Demon Cave.

The two exchanged their eyes and immediately understood what the other person meant.

Then just break through!

There was only one or two miles left in the village when they got to the town. Turning a valley, the two of them heard the sound of water in front of them. The green trees-shaded embankment fell into their eyes, and an ancient bridge was connected to the end of the road.

A clear stream lies in front of them.

Yunxi Town was built because of this stream and developed because of this stream.

Jiang Yue and Lao Han looked at each other and arrived at the bridge again.

Jiang Yue stepped onto the bridge deck and observed it carefully for a while, and could not notice anything unusual.

The stream under the bridge is clear and you can even see centipede grass in the water. Sometimes small fish may shuttle between the water, leisurely and comfortable.

Rows of tall maple poplar trees on the shore are full of crowns and lush branches and leaves, covering them into shade. Sometimes wild ducks flap their wings from the bushes and take off, gliding all the way to the opposite shore.

Everything in front of you is so peaceful and quiet that it makes people feel extremely unreal.

This time, it’s not like a ghost hitting the wall again, right?

Strangely, when I approached Yunxi Town and reached this bridge, I saw the animals fleeing, but they completely disappeared.

On the contrary, everything you see in front of you is completely opposite to what you saw outside. It is completely a quiet and peaceful normal town.

It seemed like everything I saw along the way before was like a short nightmare.

"Xiao Jiang, this... isn't it an illusion again, right?" Old Han was a little confused.

The two completely different scenes in the front and back made Lao Han lose his judgment.

"Go to the town and have a look."

Jiang Yue has been observing carefully. At least so far, he doesn't feel like a ghost hitting a wall.

There are still not many pedestrians on the bridge deck. Occasionally, there are one or two people riding electric donkeys, and they are all in a hurry.

It seemed that these people looked hurried, and they looked a little wary about the two outsiders Jiang Yue and Lao Han.

Even judging from their expressions, they seem to be quite resistant to strangers.

Lao Han started his poor acting skills again, holding a SLR camera and taking a few photos from time to time.

All the photos taken by the SLRs before were caught by ghosts and were finally blurred and could not see anything.

This time, Lao Han was very steady. He took a few photos and went back to take a look.

Seeing the real photos, Lao Han felt a little relieved.

"Xiao Jiang, this time the photo is not confused."

"It doesn't matter whether the photos are confused or not. If all this is an illusion, the photos you see now may not be real."

Ghost hits a wall, also known as ghosts covering their eyes.

To put it bluntly, everything you see is an illusion. Even the content in the camera is the same.

The bridge is not long, only a few hundred meters.

After crossing the bridge, the scene that fell in front of me seemed familiar.

At the front, the middle-aged man had washed his new motorcycle with 70% to 80% of his car. The car was parked aside, and the middle-aged man stood at the door, smoking a cigarette.

Seeing Jiang Yue and Lao Han, he looked at them with a strange look.

Jiang Yue and Lao Han felt an inexplicable absurdity in their hearts.

This scene is so similar to the scene I saw before when I hit the wall.

Everything that ghosts saw and everything they saw in front of them seemed to be on the same timeline. I saw this middle-aged man washing the car before, but the car had just been washed and parked on the side to dry it!

The old man who works in bamboo strips next door is still concentrating on doing the bamboo strips in the courtyard.

I saw him in the ghost wall before that he was opening bamboo.

At this moment, the bamboo was already blooming, and the old man was dividing it into bamboo strips and bamboo strips. A bamboo knife in the hands of the old man was simply comparable to magic.

The bamboo strips are fine and even, and are no less than machines.

Lao Han was very dedicated to his work. Jiang Yue and Lao Han passed by his doorstep, and he didn't even raise his head.

This job was very common when Jiang Yue was a child.

When I was in Panshiling, my grandfather sometimes came to the mountain and would come back to carry a few bamboos and do the bamboo work with great fun.

At that time, the chairs, baskets, baskets, baskets at home...

It is basically all done by my grandfather. In terms of exquisite workmanship, it is not inferior to those old craftsmen.

What's in front of you doesn't look like a haunted place?

Old Han was obviously uneasy and took out a bottle and sprinkled it around while no one was paying attention.

Black dog blood is now a must-have for you.

After sprinkling a circle, the surrounding scenery did not change at all.

"Let's go, this time I really arrived in Yunxi Town." Jiang Yue finally confirmed this.

When I arrived at the relatively lively area of ​​the town, there was obviously much more people than I saw when I hit the wall last time. Although the streets were not crowded, the traffic was at least normal.

However, everyone here seems to be worried, not only guarding against strangers like Jiang Yue Lao Han.

Even the people in the town seemed to be on guard against each other.

Even if they were very familiar people, they would say hello to each other and leave in a hurry.

Lao Han met with passers-by several times, but the other party even kept walking, waved his hand, turned around and left. He was not polite to Lao Han at all.

Some of them have bad tempers and even roll their eyes at them with disgust.

"Is Xiaojiang, the people from Yunxi Town, so weird in the past?"

"Not to it. As I remember, the folk customs in the town are quite simple."

Considering the frequent murders in the town, people are panic and full of vigilance against outsiders, this situation seems reasonable.

However, according to the old farmer in the village outside, murders in Yunxi Town are frequent. Aren’t everyone who can leave?

Even the villagers in the suburbs of the town have left, but why don’t the residents of Yunxi Town leave?

Jiang Yue sniffed and suddenly asked, "Old Han, do you smell any smell in the air?"

"What?" As an old criminal investigation investigator, Lao Han's nose could not catch up with the police dog, his sense of smell was sensitive enough. When Jiang Yue reminded him, he couldn't help but suck his nose around.

Nothing was found.

"Didn't you smell anything?"

"I really didn't smell it?" Jiang Yue frowned.

His physical body strengthened twice, and his physical function must be greatly improved compared with that of ordinary people, including the ability of his five senses and six consciousnesses.

Smell is naturally part of it.

Old Han couldn't smell it, but Jiang Yue could smell it.

"What do you smell?"

"The smell of burning paper." Jiang Yue's tone was a little stern.

When I was a child, I had a long experience in living in the countryside. Every year during the Qingming Festival and Spring Festival, I had to go back to my hometown to visit my tombs and worship my ancestors. Jiang Yue was very familiar with this in the countryside.

The smell mixed in the air is obviously the smell left by a large amount of yellow paper. Judging from the concentration of the breath, even the yellow paper is still burning, and more than one or two are burning.

However, considering the continuous murders in the town, it is reasonable to burn some paper money when the victims do some rituals.

Then, it would be reasonable for the residents of the town to be worried about their faces and to be wary of each other.

In every murder case, the murderer was obviously arrested, but the murder case could not be stopped.

The fear formed by this vicious cycle will obviously collapse the mentality of normal people. In this atmosphere, it is normal to be wary of each other and suspicious of the gods.

Who can tell whether the person who talks and laughs to you during the day will touch your house and kill you directly at night?

The atmosphere in Yunxi Town today is perhaps: everyone looks like the murderer when they look at it.

"Old Han, how many murders have occurred in Yunxi Town so far?"

"Seven, maybe more, starting yesterday, we lost contact with relevant parties in the town, without the latest information."
To be continued...