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"oh.
That's normal." Brother Xiang said casually, "You took the road from Yuchuan this time, right?
Last time we took the road from Jingchuan.
It's not a single road up the mountain, so it's normal that we didn't see any graves last time.
——The area you are in used to be a cemetery. Cremation had just been implemented at that time, and such a cemetery was built in Longshan.
That abandoned residence is not an abandoned residence.
It's a memorial hall in a cemetery, where photos of dead people were stored for people to offer sacrifices or something like that.
However, at that time, Longshan Cemetery lacked management, so people often buried their family members there, only to have their graves ripped open at night, the urns stolen, and the ashes spread!
So the cemetery was abandoned.
Don’t worry, the ashes in those grave bags have been removed by their families and they are all empty grave bags, so don’t worry.”
Listening to Brother Xiang's story, Zhou Yang broke out in cold sweat on the spot.
His calves were shaking, and after the other party finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.
Brother Xiang couldn't help but wonder: "Zhou Yang, is Zhou Yang still there? You J8 want to give up the idea halfway again?
Let me tell you, the company put a lot of effort into getting recommended on today's homepage this time.
If you dare to do it again, don’t even think about the signing bonus later!”
"Brother Xiang, I, I..." Zhou Yang took a deep breath and finally spoke, thinking about how to choose his words.
In my heart, I started cursing crazily: WRNM, WRNM, WRNM...
He didn't dare to curse, but Brother Xiang scolded him bloody: "WRNM!
Zhou Yang, do you think your wife is about to recover from her illness and you can relax?
Although she has recovered from chemotherapy now, she has cancer after all! Can you guarantee the future?
What's more, will future rehabilitation and physical therapy cost money?
Do I need nutrition fees?
You used to work as a water ghost on a construction site - you weren't afraid of that kind of work. Now, what are you afraid of sleeping in a memorial hall in an abandoned cemetery?
It's not like I haven't slept in a graveyard before.
Come on, brother, men should stand up..."
…
Hang up the phone.
Zhou Yang stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket,
He looked up at the abandoned residence, which was entangled with vines and surrounded by trees. Thinking of what 'Brother Xiang' said about the true purpose of this abandoned residence, he felt that this building was full of eerie feeling.
Without any hesitation,
Zhou Yang turned around and walked back along the way he came.
——Whoever likes to earn this money can earn it. It is impossible for him to stay here anyway.
In the past, when I watched the horror movie "The Old Corpse of the Mountain Village" and fell asleep in the cemetery, it was because there were no ghosts before.
Now everyone knows that there is something wrong, and I also learned from that bitch Xiang Jinqiao that this place used to be an abandoned cemetery, so what reason do I have to stay?
In order to earn that little money, you risk your life?
When you are really short of money, you can really work hard to make money - but the key is that you are really risking your life. It is unlikely that Xiang Jinqiao will transfer the money to his wife's account...
Maybe he would swallow it up for himself!
In that case, why are you still here?
When Xiang Jinqiao asked again, he said that the signal on the mountain was not good and a strange incident happened at night. He obviously had a live broadcast here, but it seemed that he couldn't see it outside.
Anyway, you can get through it by fooling around.
Zhou Yang was planning in his mind, but he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet. He tripped over a mound again and fell into the grass with a 'pop'.
"Ouch!"
His knee hit a square object in the grass.
Suddenly there was a pain.
Zhou Yang yelled, turned over and sat in the haystack, and picked up the thing that hit his knee.
It is a rectangular box.
Most of the red paint painted on the surface of the box has peeled off, revealing the wood grain underneath.
There are three words "merit box" engraved on the front.
There is a small opening on top that you can put money into.
'Is this something from the cemetery memorial?'
An idea came into Zhou Yang's mind, and he suddenly became excited and threw the box far away.
…
Silver white car driving on the highway.
inside the car,
Su Wu sat in the back row, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then as if he thought of something, he took out his cell phone and called Fa Xiao: "Xiao Hao, I still have six or seven hours to get to the city.
There is no need for you to pick me up.
I called an online taxi and just asked him to take me home when the time came."
"Okay, you just have to arrange it.
Just wait for me at my house."
He hung up the phone and glanced at the various prompt messages on the home screen.
A certain social software: Struggle Week asks to add you as a friend.
A live broadcast platform: The ‘Outdoor Brother Zhou’ you follow has sent you a live broadcast reminder.
A certain video site: ‘Sister, is it okay? My sister is not at home today.’ The up owner you follow has updated.
…
Whoosh!
Just a tap of your finger,
All prompt messages are cleared.
He clicked on the social software and first agreed to the friend request of ‘Struggle Week’.
"Struggle Week" is the bald man Zhou Yang.
Then I scanned various chat messages.
Jiang Yingying sent him several messages yesterday, telling him that she had arrived home, and asked Su Wu if he had arrived home.
Su Wu replied last night.
She sent another message today: "Aren't you home yet? Pay attention to safety."
"On the way back to the car." Su Wu replied.
The chat box soon displayed ‘the other party is typing’.
He exited the chat box and clicked into the 'Fishing Guys' chat group.
Recently, the fishing guys in the group have stopped posting pictures of their results, and have begun to discuss some strange situations at the moment.
Some people said that they could not contact their relatives in Mingzhou, so they called the government agencies.
They said that it might be because the main signal base station in Mingzhou City collapsed, so they couldn't be contacted at the moment, so they asked them to wait patiently.
Some people said that when they were fishing, their buttocks got soaked in water.
When I went home and took a shower, I found ringworm on my butt.
I also sent pictures of ringworm.
——Su Wu took a look and found that it was not ringworm at all, but two purple-red slap marks.
All in all, everything is covered in the group.
It's just not as lively as before.
He looked at the group chat records for a while and then left the group.
At this time, two more people sent him messages.
One is Jiang Yingying: "I washed the emergency can with the medicated bath soup left after the medicated bath. It seems to have grown a little."
"[Image] [image]."
Su Wu looked at the picture and replied: "I didn't notice any changes.
But if it doesn’t have any adverse reactions, you can give it the rest.”
The other one is ‘Taoist Master Xie Yunqing of Yunlong Temple’: “Friend, I take the liberty to disturb you. Do you still need to use the Imperial Bell?
If not needed, can you send it to Longshanji for us?
Something strange happened here in Longshanji.
I didn't want to open my mouth to you at first. After all, asking you to deliver something at this time would be like dragging you into a pit of fire.
But my master said you might have a way, so let me ask you to help us.
look……"
Su Wu looked at the news and was silent for a while.
He made a voice call to the other party.
After answering the phone, Su Wu asked directly: "Did you encounter something strange?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy, as if there were many people talking around Xie Yunqing, making it very lively.
Fortunately, Xie Yunqing's voice was very clear: "Cunning?
It shouldn't be weird, right? I personally speculate that it may be something like the earth's magnetic field, which is why we can't leave Longshan Ji now..."
The little Taoist priest's tone was no longer as firm as when he asked Su Wu to go to the psychiatric department of the hospital for treatment.
It can be seen that these days,
He did encounter some strange things that science cannot explain.
"Is it just that you can't get out of Longshanji?
Has anyone died inexplicably in the village now?" Su Wu asked again.
"No no.
Everything is fine." Xie Yunqing replied quickly.
"How long has this been going on?"
"About four or five days."
Hearing Xie Yunqing's answer, Su Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
After four or five days, Weiyi has not appeared to kill anyone, which means that Weiyi's intensity is not that strong, or it has not fully recovered.
This is a good thing.
"good."
"I'm here to help you with this matter."
Su Wu gave the answer.
Without the Imperial Bell, he would not have been able to pass through the shadow shrouded area and would have died in the Peace Garden long ago.
He accepted this help and should repay it in equal measure.
What's more, the Imperial Bell is someone else's property, and I am just borrowing it.
Now when others need it, you should return it yourself.
Especially if this thing is held by others, it may really be of great use.