Under the leadership of the villagers, Su Yuan walked into the village.
Suddenly, the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs broke the tranquility of the village, and gradually the village became bustling with people.
It was obvious that the people in the village seemed to have been living in isolation from the outside world. At least along the way, Su Yuan could not see any traces of modernization.
Even the clothes of the villagers are not of modern times, but closer to the period similar to the Republic of China.
This is very intriguing.
A village that has been isolated from the world since the Republic of China?
Thinking of this, Su Yuan's lips evoked a faint smile.
From several big trees beside the field ridges, the crisp calls and chirping of birds could be heard. Rows of birds were squatting on the tree crowns. When the farmers in the field were not paying attention, sometimes cattails would flap their wings and fly down into the crops, and mealy bugs would fly into the fields.
Eat the leaves.
call--
A breeze blew by, bending the grain in the crop fields. It was obvious that many villagers were weeding in the fields with their heads facing the loess and their backs to the sky.
Several village women drove the fat ducks that ate weeds, snails, insects, and sundries out of the paddy fields and drove them home.
The little kid wearing crotchless pants was running around on the muddy ground, hiding in the dark from time to time, pointing at the outsider Su Yuan.
Smoke curled up from the roofs of every house, as the villagers began to prepare dinner.
The current scene seemed quiet and harmonious, without the slightest abnormality.
It perfectly fits the setting of an isolated village.
If I had not entered through the ghost gate, I might have been deceived by what I saw in front of me.
But the biggest flaw is that there is no flaw. Everything here is too peaceful, and the most important thing is that there is no signal at all.
It would be fine if it was just an ordinary mobile phone that had no signal, but even the satellite phone at the headquarters had no signal, which was a bit outrageous.
The black technology produced by the headquarters is not simple. In terms of signals, it can be said that there will be no problems at all. Even if you go abroad, you can still receive information.
The level of science and technology contained in it has far exceeded the level of current folk science and technology, except for failure in a few special places.
For example, the signal will be affected when the bus passes through a supernatural place.
But here, there is no signal at all.
This is enough to explain many problems.
While walking, Su Yuan pretended to be casual and asked: "Uncle, when did the people in the village start coming here?"
The man who led Su Yuan to his home smiled honestly. According to him, their village had been lived here for generations because their ancestors fled into the mountains and forests to avoid war.
If we want to trace back the specific time, I am afraid it can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty and the early Qing Dynasty.
Of course, this is only based on what the man said. The real specific time can only be known by asking the village chief.
However, after the village was built, it has been isolated from the world. Few outsiders can come here, let alone anyone who knows about it. The people in the village have always followed the ancestral precepts and have never gone out.
While moving forward, although the villagers saw nothing unusual, Su Yuan still discovered something was wrong.
The houses here are very strange. Normally, the direction that ordinary people choose to build their houses faces north and south.
Because of this rule that has been handed down since ancient times, and there is another advantage of sitting north and facing south, that is, it can keep you warm in winter and cool in summer.
However, the houses here all face east to west, which results in extremely poor lighting in the house. The sun cannot be seen all year round, making the house cold and cold.
Su Yuan looked at these dilapidated houses and asked casually: "Brother Li, there is something I can't understand. Why are the houses in the village facing north and south? Logically speaking, in the mountains,
If the humidity and cold are high, then the house faces the sun and has enough lighting to make the furniture and bedding in the house less likely to get moldy, right?"
The surname of this farm man who kindly wanted to take Su Yuan in for a night was Li Yuan. There was only one word difference between his name and Su Yuan's name. It must be said that this was also a kind of fate.
Facing Su Yuan's question, Li Yuan, who had a loyal and honest face, scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "As a farmer, I don't know this. Anyway, the houses in the village are like this. It was passed down from my father to me.
, that’s what it is.”
"I also asked the village chief before, and he said that it was built like this intentionally for the sake of the village's feng shui. If it is changed at will, disaster will happen, so the direction of the house cannot be changed at will."
"Brother Su, what's the situation outside now? Is there still a war? Is the war over?"
"It's over a long time ago! Speaking of which, is there anything unusual happening in the village? For example... it's haunted or something?"
Su Yuan said tentatively.
Haunted?
Li Yuan was obviously startled for a moment, and then looked at Su Yuan strangely.
"How could it be possible? When I was a child, I heard ghost stories from people of the older generation. Little brother, do you also like to hear ghost stories?"
"Ah... yes, no... no, I just asked casually."
Su Yuan said absently, thinking about Li Yuan's words just now in his mind.
Feng shui?
Disaster?
Can't move around?
His eyes flickered, but he still had no intention of taking action, but followed Li Yuan silently.
The further we walked in, the lighting became darker and darker as we went, and the cold air was particularly deep.
Soon, Su Yuan, led by Li Yuan, arrived at their house.
Needless to say, Li Yuan's home is also a stone house with the door facing west.
People in the countryside are not that particular, but as soon as he walked into the house, Su Yuan's eyes were instantly attracted by a black coffin placed in the yard.
Who in a normal family would place a coffin in the yard?
But when Su Yuan raised this question, Li Yuan showed no concern.
"Oh, this is nothing. It is prepared for the elderly at home. Basically every household has a coffin like this in case it is needed someday."
So upright?
Su Yuan frowned. Although it was true that old people in rural areas had the habit of preparing coffins for themselves in the past, it did not mean that they would place the coffins in the hall and point them directly at the main entrance.
Where does this rule come from?
Moreover, the color of the coffin is also very strange and does not conform to the folk tradition of the elderly. If it is a coffin for the elderly, according to folk customs, it should be red.