In the hot summer, the leaves are drooping and listless.

Desolate village houses are scattered all over the hillside, with stone houses, stone walls, stone paths, and stone wells. In the village with a stone culture, the vegetation is like autumn. The grass is low and seems to be undernourished and grows slowly. The big trees are withered, and occasionally there are rotten branches that fall suddenly.

, only a few bushes hold on with a few green leaves.

The stone wells have no water, the streams and springs have dried up, and the water veins have died.

Green still exists tenaciously, just like the declaration of the world, even if the environment is difficult, it must grow.

Any place with a little more green is a place where villages are full of vitality. The sky is the limit, and there is always a glimmer of hope in everything. There are always places with strong yang energy or earth nodes in villages, mountains and water, and there are even places in certain places.

At the node, I saw a wild mountain flower in full bloom.

In the village, there is a three-meter-tall tree with green leaves hanging from the top. In front of the tree is the mountain temple.

The stone path beside the stone wall twists and turns, the gray mist fills the air and is eerie. There are no birds or insects, and no animals can be seen looking for food.

Suddenly, a small figure jumped into the village on the stone road...

Bai Yujun jumped up and down with her little hands behind her back. Every time she jumped, the thick long hair on her head would shake wildly. She moved left and right, much like some old zombies in crude horror movies.

"I don't like cobblestone roads, really."

Moubai has a slender figure, and to put it bluntly, she is short.

Many cobblestone roads are very unfriendly to short people. No matter one step or two steps, they feel awkward. Moreover, many people walking on such cobblestone roads have obsessive-compulsive disorder. For example, they cannot step on mud and instinctively choose stone slabs to tread on.

Jump into the village.

Just for fun, I deliberately activated my concealment talent to hide the power of my dragon aura, trying to find some freshness.

Passing by a relatively large stone courtyard.

“The architectural style is very unique, I’ll wait for you to take a selfie.”

I took out my mobile phone and found a good angle. After comparing my thoughts, I saw on the mobile phone screen that behind the pointed ears was a small stone-style courtyard. The strange thing was that the courtyard was filled with decaying coffins, as if there was no time for a funeral...

"Three~two~one~"

Whoops, the flashbulb flashes.

Looking from a distance, I saw a sudden light in the gray fog. No one even turned on the flash when taking photos in the ghost village, and there was no consciousness at all.

"Uh, I forgot to turn off the flash, and my eyes were really dazzled by the glare."

Carrying a backpack, wearing a baseball cap, sensible white sneakers and a light casual sportswear, dressed like a city dweller who is tired of living, go to the countryside to find poetry and distance, or to feel the nature and listen to the sounds of nature.

I walked into the door of a stone courtyard and looked into the dark room. If I looked out from the room, I saw a dragon-horned head with pointed ears and a hat suddenly appeared at the door. He looked around with curiosity.

There are remains lying on the rotten, dilapidated and collapsed fire pit with long grass.

Continue forward to the threshing floor used for village gatherings.

After many years, Bai Yujun could still see the rotting remains of agricultural equipment beside the threshing floor. The wood was rotten and collapsed, and the iron was severely rusted and fell off when touched.

There is a stage in the corner of the threshing floor, which is very high and very large.

"Not even a breath of wind~"

It was so quiet, there was no wind, no sound, not even the legendary crow.

When the silence reaches a certain point, you will instinctively feel uneasy, as if something is pressing and watching around you...

Duh duh...

There was a sound outside the village, tapping on the stone path.

The sound was getting closer and closer. Bai Yujun climbed up the stone millstone and looked into the distance. He saw an old woman with white hair on the path beside the stone wall covered with grass, limping into the village carrying a bundle of dry firewood and using a wooden stick as a walking stick.

The old woman wore an old diagonal-breasted dress that was common a long time ago. She had washed it white and had gray-white dry hair. She had old and saggy skin. Her hands were covered with calluses. She was bent over and struggling to carry dry firewood.

Bai Yujun tilted his head and frowned, his eyes turned back to vertical pupils and then back again instantly.

When the old woman came closer, she coughed to indicate the presence of an outsider.

"Hmm~"

The frail old woman paused, raised her head and looked at the millstone with her white and turbid eyes. When she saw an outsider, she was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and continued to walk back with difficulty.

"Girl, you shouldn't have come..."

Hearing this, Bai Yujun shrugged and said he was here.

Judging from the expression on the old lady's face, she was obviously not surprised by the people outside, which was a bit interesting.

The old lady walked to a dilapidated courtyard door and pushed it open. The wooden door creaked and groaned as it slowly opened to both sides, breaking the tranquility of the village. Bai Yujun saw a detail. Maybe this family lived a prosperous life back then.

There are stone lions on both sides of the gate. Now the two stone lions have their damaged heads missing, leaving only half of their bodies...

A certain white man followed the old lady into the courtyard carelessly.

It looks like a rag collector. The house has no doors and windows. The walls are blackened by smoke. The bed is made of straw. The iron pot may be rusty because it has not been used for cooking for a long time. A badly worn gourd and gourd are placed next to the pot. The whole house is in an almost original state.

.

Cha~cha~

The old woman struck fire with two stones, and it turned out to be a long-lost flint.

The sparks ignited the finely chopped dry grass, causing thick smoke to rise. The small flames grew larger and ignited the dry branches, and the room was quickly filled with thick smoke.

Bai Yujun frowned and stood outside the door, not liking the smell of smoke.

In the past, many people liked to smoke dry tobacco when they went up to the mountains to cut firewood. The smell was strong. When they were tired from working, they took a break and took a puff. After a long time, the acrid smell of smoke could be smelled all over their bodies.

In addition to relieving fatigue, the most important function is that the smell of dry smoke can drive away snakes and insects.

In particular, snakes don't like pungent smells. Some people will feel uncomfortable standing near smokers. They instinctively want to stay away from the pungent smell. It's not a matter of fear or not, it's just a dislike.

"Girl, it's cold in the mountains, come in and warm yourself up by the fire~"

The old woman's voice sounded like her throat was dry and rubbed with coarse cloth. She sat in front of the fire and raised her withered palms to warm herself. It was obviously summer but it felt like winter, and her withered palms gradually became flexible...

Bai Yujun stood in front of the stone well in the courtyard and looked into the well.

"No, I'm afraid you'll break your teeth. You know, dental clinics outside are very expensive, and my skin is very, very hard, so you can't bite it."

The dry well was filled with all kinds of debris, including off-road backpacks, water bottles, tents, hiking boots, trekking poles and other outdoor sports items, as if they had been bitten by some wild beast and thrown into the well.

The old lady grinned, revealing brown, black, tartar-covered, smelly fangs...

Bai Yujun turned around in a panicked manner, clasped her arms around her chest, widened her eyes and tried to tremble, imitating the ghostly expressions and movements in the movie, pitiful and helpless.

The heat brought by the fire made the old woman's body become flexible and no longer stiff. In fact, its characteristics had already been seen through by a bored dragon.

The old and withered body regained its vitality and became less human.

They saw the skinny monster slowly crawling out of the house on all fours with hands like eagle talons, looking at Bai Yujun with a very satisfied look, as if he was very satisfied with the food.

"You are so young, you can't run away, no one can leave this village, Jie Jie Jie~"

What it means is that it can't get out on its own.

The old woman crawled towards Bai Yujun like a spider, biting down hard on the exposed delicate forearm. Her fangs had a foul smell in her mouth, and her face was hideous and terrifying...

Bite hit.

With a few crunching sounds, the fangs in his mouth broke and shattered...
Chapter completed!