"I'm fine, sister, it's just...it's just...I seemed to have had a dream just now. I dreamed of a very scary ancient village, but I can't remember it no matter how hard I thought about it?"

After her reminder, the other three people seemed to have recalled something, but the descriptions of the dream in their memories were all fragmented and could not be pieced together completely.

"Don't think about this, we must leave here quickly." Nan Haiyue said.

The four people embarked on the journey again. This barren mountain was covered with dense forests and thorns, which had never been cut down for hundreds of years. Ma Laosi waved his saber in front to clear the way for everyone. The four people were speechless, and kept thinking in their hearts.

Recalling the fragments of the dream, I fell into an inexplicable panic. Every plant and tree in this valley seemed familiar, as if I had returned to a replay of a previous dream.

The remains of the old Jiefang truck were found not far away.

"The driver is in the car." Mei Xi said.

The other three looked at each other and seemed to recall something in a daze, but the impact was very vague and could not be pieced together completely.

"There are guns scattered among the trees in front, they are American Thompsons." Nan Haiyue added.

After walking forward for a while, Ma Laosi found many guns scattered in the grass. How could this happen? He didn't feel any excitement at picking up such a handy weapon in a dangerous wilderness. It seemed like it was normal.

Same as home.

"Fu Jin, do we still want this... this gun?"

"Yes, why not? It's better to have weapons than no weapons."

Walking further into a foreign land, I rested for a while in the grass pavilion and met the strange old man. Everything was circulating silently. No one knew when the end of the movie was coming. The film was being played back, and everything was

Repeatedly, even when the old man said the first sentence, they could already pronounce the second sentence.

"I said that if you can't leave, you will never be able to leave Wangchen Village."

Nan Haiyue savored his words carefully as they seemed familiar. "Old man, have you said this to us before? Have we met before?"

Old Li Tou replied: "Yes, we have met. We will meet in your previous life and future reincarnations, and we will repeat all this until your souls completely die in Wangchen Village or are killed by others.

Rescue him, of course, I don’t think he will come.”

The four of them followed the old man back to the thatched house numbly. The old man still told them not to walk around at will, especially at night, and not to leave here no matter what they saw or heard. Time finally started to move normally, and they slept until noon. Curious.

Their hearts prompted the four young people to open the door and walk out.

The winding path leads directly to the small village built on the mountain a few kilometers away. Haiyue said that the feng shui of Wangchen Village is very good. At the end of the path is a crystal clear stream. The stream is not deep and its tentacles are extremely cold.

, there is a wooden plank bridge over the creek, with its name engraved on the bridge, Yin Yang Bridge!

"Sister Haiyue, look at the ginkgo tree opposite, it's so big!" Mei Xi pointed at it.

"Yes, there are many dead people hanging on the trees."

"how do you know?"

Haiyue's expression was already numb, and she said: "I feel like there will be a lot of dead people hanging up there, hundreds of them, all the corpses of the Communists of the Republic of China. There is no reason."

"Can we really get out?"

Nan Haiyue sighed bitterly: "Hey, I don't know either. Let's go. We can't escape."

When they entered Wangchen Village for the second time, the four of them had obviously lost their fighting spirit and no longer had the same spirit to fight as they had at the beginning. If this was a nightmare, they just hoped to wake up from it as soon as possible.

They stepped onto the steps of the stone road in despair. There was no need to search house to house anymore. What was coming was still coming, and they could never escape. The four of them fell into despair.

The Li family ancestral hall was in front of her. Nan Haiyue carefully examined every string of strange Sanskrit characters on it, but there were too few of them, and their original splendor had obviously been swallowed up by history. All the characters on the two walls together were already

Less than a hundred words.

"Gege, Fujin, look, there is a dry well here!" Ma Laosi shouted.

"Yes, it should have happened before." Mei Xi vaguely recalled the scene in that nightmare.

Nan Haiyue walked to the dry well, stretched out her hand and tried it at the mouth of the well, and found that there seemed to be air circulation under the well, and the air flow was very cool.

"It's not solid down here, it's a secret passage. Should we try again?" After saying this, Nan Haiyue covered her mouth. Why did she say the word "again"?

Two men found a rope, tied one end to the wellhead and the other end and went down the well. The four of them grabbed the rope and slid into the bottom of the well. As expected, there were two underground passages on the left and one on the right at the bottom of the well, and the air flow was

It was blowing from the left side, which meant that there should be an exit leading to the outside world. The four people discussed with each other and decided to go to the left side.

The temperature under the well is much lower than above, and the originally damp cave walls have been frozen with ice. This passage is extremely dark and extends diagonally downward, making people think of the entrance to hell.

The surrounding cave walls have been damaged by hundreds of years of wind and rain. The cave is quiet, with only the footsteps of four people echoing. The cave extends downward little by little, and the edge of the cave wall shows a slight internal arc, but the arc

It's so small that you can't even see it unless you look carefully. If you put it in your mind and visualize it three-dimensionally, it will definitely look like a cone shape spiraling down.

"Fujin, look!" Dayong seemed to have discovered something in front.

Nan Haiyue and Mei Xi Gege took a closer look and saw a corpse lying on the ground not far away. The corpse had long been rotten and the clothes left behind were also in dilapidated condition. Judging from the appearance, it should be a characteristic of service in the early Qing Dynasty.

The corpse was lying head down, with the finger bones of both hands digging into the soil, as if it was struggling painfully before death. The two men carefully turned the corpse over slowly, but as soon as they touched it, they found that the head of the corpse had rolled to one side.

, just landed at Mei Xi’s feet. Mei Xi was so frightened that she jumped to Hai Yue’s side and screamed.

"His head was cut off!" Haiyue judged.

"Isn't it possible? Yue Fujin, look, he must have ran out of the cave before he died. Could it be that he could still run for so long with his hands on his head after it was severed?" Ma Laosi couldn't believe it.

"It shows that the murderer's weapon was very sharp and his attack speed was extremely fast. Without the man's knowledge, he had cut off his head at a speed of less than 0.01 seconds. He knew that the man was not far from death and did not pursue him.
Chapter completed!