"The red thread glutinous rice is still there today, but Lin Zhengying was nowhere to be seen."
In the rainy winter, the ground is muddy and slippery, especially in the woods, and the roads are even more rugged and difficult to navigate.
A group of people walked cautiously in the dense forest, one step deeper and one step shallower.
"How far is it?" Li Shiming wiped the rainwater from his forehead and looked at the old man in the front.
"It's coming, it's coming." The old man looked to be in his sixties, with a thin body and thick bones wrapped in bronze skin, but he looked very energetic.
"Old man, is that town really as evil as you say?" Menglonglong asked.
"Of course, old man, can I still lie to you?" The old man said with a smile: "The 'Buhua Town' has a history of hundreds of years. It is said that the people in that town believe in a kind of immortality.
The immortal god, so the people in that town live very long lives."
"However," the old man's voice changed, and there was an unexplainable meaning in his eyes when he looked at Meng Nan and others: "This situation only affects the local residents of this town."
"After many foreign residents enter this town, they disappear mysteriously soon."
"You can't see people alive, you can't see corpses even if you're dead..."
"Then the government won't care if something like this happens?" Li Shiming asked.
"Care? How to care?" The old man shook his head: "Back then, the government did send a lot of detectives to this town, but half of them disappeared."
“The same thing is that you can’t see people alive, and you can’t see corpses even if you are dead.”
"How can you ask the government to control it? All we can do is put up warning signs to prevent outsiders from entering the town."
"Then old man, why are you so familiar with this town?" Lin Keke asked.
"Ahem..." The old man coughed twice: "Didn't I say it? My grandfather is from Buhua Town. When I was young, I came back with my grandfather several times."
"Hey..." As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stopped and looked not far away: "We're here."
Everyone followed the old man's gaze, and a bolt of thunder struck down, illuminating the road not far ahead.
At the end of the road, there was a small town hidden in the thick night, and not far from them there was a sign, and next to the sign was a stone tablet.
After walking forward for a short distance, Meng Nan and others finally saw the words on the sign clearly.
"Danger ahead, no travel allowed!"
The stone tablet is engraved with three large red characters - "Buhua Town".
"Okay, old man, I can only send you here." The old man raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, reaching up as if he wanted to grab something: "It's your turn to walk the rest of the way."
"Uncle, aren't you going?" Xia Wenqing asked, pushing up his glasses.
"I'm not going. After my grandfather dies, I will no longer be considered a person from Buhua Town." The old man said solemnly: "If I go, I will die."
After saying that, the old man turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.
Meng Nan looked at the old man's disappearing back, took a deep breath, and then said to everyone: "Since we are already here, let's go."
Speaking of which, when Meng Nan and the others first arrived in this world, they were fighting in a small town called Linyuan Town.
Just when everyone was planning to study what to do next, they discovered three large blood-red characters - "Buhua Town" - appeared on the wall of the inn.
Everyone guessed at that time that this should be a hint from hell.
At first, Meng Nan and the others thought they were in Buhua Town, but after asking around for a while, they discovered that they had guessed wrong.
So everyone guessed that Hell wanted them to go to Fuhua Town.
As for why Hell didn't just place them in Buhua Town, they couldn't guess.
However, without much effort, everyone found the old man from before in an alley.
The old man claimed that he could bring Meng Nan and the others to Buhua Town, but there was one condition, which was three ingots of gold.
Since Meng Nan and others entered hell, they have never had to worry about money. Not to mention three ingots of gold, even thirty ingots are not impossible to get out.
So, Meng Nan and others happily paid the money.
Then the previous scene happened.
After walking along the road for some distance, the town in the night became more and more clear.
Soon, Meng Nan and others were able to clearly see the outline of the town.
It's strange to say that this small town obviously looks full of traces of time, but it doesn't give people the slightest sense of dilapidation.
There is even an indescribable and mysterious aura.
Soon, Meng Nan and others entered the town, and the continuous rain hit the eaves on both sides of the road, making a crisp sound.
The sounds are intertwined with each other, like a moving symphony.
Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums came from a distance. Meng Nan and others looked at each other, hurriedly hid in a side alley, and watched quietly.
After a while, a flash of red appeared in Meng Nan and others' careers.
This is a procession to send off a bride. At the front are two young gong-beaters. They are wearing red clothes, jumping around in the rain, and banging the gongs in their hands with all their strength.
Behind the gongs were drummers, trumpet players, and cymbal players...all in pairs, beaming with joy.
Further behind is a huge sedan chair carried by eight people. The sedan is bright red and looks very eye-catching.
Meng Nan and others narrowed their eyes slightly, this town indeed looked very strange.
It's normal for the gongs and drums to be noisy and the eight-carriage sedan to be carried out, but it's a little too weird to get married on this drizzly night.
Xia Wenqing came to Meng Nan's side, patted Meng Nan's shoulder gently, and said in a very low voice: "Want to test it out?"
"No." Meng Nan thought for a moment, then shook his head: "We don't know the situation at the moment. We will wait until we have a better understanding tomorrow."
"Okay." Xia Wenqing nodded.
Indeed, they still have too few clues now, and it is not a good idea to act rashly.
However, at this moment, the procession of sending off the bride suddenly stopped, and everyone stood in the rain like puppets, letting the rain beat on them.
Meng Nan and others frowned suddenly, staring closely at the people in front of them.
Although they don't want to provoke these weird guys, if these guys attack them first, they are not completely without room for resistance.
Time passed by minute by minute, and there was no response from the team sending off the bride.
Just when Meng Nan hesitated whether to leave quietly.
The curtain of the sedan chair suddenly opened, revealing a red figure inside...
