"Where is that place?" Baili Pangpang looked at it from a distance, "Is it a village?"
"It's a fishing village." Cao Yuan looked down at the map and frowned slightly, "There is no fishing village marked here on the map... is it too small and it was missed?"
"The location here is too remote. There is not even a decent road. If you want to go to the city from here, you have to walk for at least five hours. In addition, the scale of this fishing village is not very large, so it is not recorded on the map.
It's not surprising." An Qingyu paused and added faintly:
"Of course, there may be other reasons..."
Baili Pangpang shuddered, "When you put it like that, I feel like this fishing village is even more evil... Do we want to go in?"
"Of course we have to go in. The past and future of this fishing village are in chaos, which already explains something. The disappearance of the [Mask] team is inseparable from this place." Lin Qiye said firmly, "But before that, we still have to go in."
Send a message to the headquarters first, just in case."
Lin Qiye took out his cell phone, contacted Zuo Qing, described his location and situation, and hung up the phone.
"Let's go in and see what's so special about this fishing village..."
Lin Qiye and others packed their bags and walked towards the fishing village in the distance. The tide in the darkness was lapping at the shore. The lights dancing in the night were getting closer and closer to everyone, exuding a strange aura.
Soon, everyone arrived at the edge of the fishing village.
"Did you find anything?" An Qingyu asked in a low voice.
"No, judging from the current situation, this is an ordinary fishing village." Within this range, Lin Qiye's mental power had already swept through the fishing village. "There are about twenty or thirty households in the village, and most of them have already
I took a rest and found nothing unusual."
"Nothing unusual..." An Qingyu frowned slightly, "How should I check this?"
"Of course the fastest way is to ask the villagers directly." Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pointed to a few houses with lights on, "Those families are not asleep yet, maybe we can give it a try.
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"In the middle of the night, a few outsiders suddenly broke into the village and asked questions. Wouldn't they scare people?" Baili Pangpang scratched his head.
"Leave it to me." Jialan patted his chest, "I'll pretend to be lost and find a random family to stay overnight. Then I'll find a chance to ask the villagers if they've seen anyone from the [Mask] team, and I can also use this place to set up a trap."
Information about the village.”
Lin Qiye thought for a moment and nodded, "This method is feasible, but we haven't figured out the details of this village yet. It's too dangerous for you to go alone..."
He turned to look at An Qingyu and Jiang Er, "Qingyu, Jiang Er, you go with Jialan."
An Qingyu raised his eyebrows, with a subtle expression on his face, "Why don't you go with Jialan?"
"I'm going to search around the village with the [Eye of Peeping Secrets] to see if I can find anything else." Lin Qiye shrugged.
"All right."
"Then I, Lao Cao and Brother La will go to another hotel to stay overnight." Baili Pangpang volunteered.
"Yes, you can, but remember not to let Cao Yuan knock on the door. He doesn't look like a good person and will scare the villagers."
Cao Yuan:......
"Then let's split up to collect clues tonight and come back here tomorrow morning to gather. If something unexpected happens during the period, don't worry too much and just make some noise. The bigger the better, others will rush over immediately." Lin Qiye
He said solemnly to everyone.
"receive!"
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late at night.
Tuk-tuk-tuk-!
"Who is it?" A voice came from inside the old house.
The door of the house opened, and a fisherman in his forties stood at the door with a wary expression. He was slightly startled when he saw a man and a woman in front of him.
Both of them are strangers. The woman is wearing a dark blue Han robe, with black hair tied with a red rope vertically around her waist, and her eyes are as bright as stars; the man is gentle and elegant, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
The smile is shy and kind.
Seeing these two harmless faces, the vigilance in the fishermen's eyes relaxed a little.
"Who are you? Where did you come from?"
"Sorry to bother you." An Qingyu bowed slightly and said apologetically, "We came here to travel around here. We accidentally got separated from the tour group and lost our way again. We walked all the way to this village.
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It's getting late now, and we don't know the way, so we want to find a place to stay first, is it convenient?"
The fisherman looked at him suspiciously, then looked at Jialan aside.
"Uncle, it's really dark and cold outside. Can you lend us a spare room to sleep in? If that doesn't work, we can sleep on the ground..." Jialan said pitifully.
When the fisherman heard this, his vigilance dissipated a little. He looked at the two young men carefully. They didn't look like bad people. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
"Okay, we still have an empty room in our house. You guys can sleep here one night and leave tomorrow morning. Do you understand?"
"Thanks."
"Thank you, uncle."
The fisherman took a step back and walked into the house. An Qingyu and Jialan looked at each other, with a smile on their lips, and stepped into the house.
The fisherman's house is very simple. The living room only has a square table and a few benches, and fishing tools are hung densely on the walls. As soon as you walk in, there is a faint smell of the sea.
The fisherman pointed to the vacant room and said, "That's it. It used to be my son's room, but it has been unoccupied for a long time. You can make do with it."
Jialan hummed and walked into the house.
An Qingyu turned around and continued chatting with the fishermen with a smile:
"What's your name, please?"
"My surname is Chen, and my name is Chen Gou. People in the village call me Lao Gou." The fisherman moved a stool and sat down. He pointed to the bench opposite with his chin, indicating to An Qingyu to sit down.
He reached into his arms and took out a box of cigarettes, popped one out and handed it to An Qingyu.
The corners of An Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to refuse, but after hesitating for a moment, he reached out and took it.
"Uncle Chen." An Qingyu pretended to hold the cigarette in his hand and asked, "Do you usually live alone?"
"Yeah..." Chen Gou picked up a box of matches from the square table nearby, rubbed it lightly, and a weak spark ignited, lighting the cigarettes in his and An Qingyu's hands, "My wife died of illness several years ago.
, my son walked out of this fishing village a few years ago and went out to make a living."
An Qingyu looked back at the room that had not been occupied for a long time, "You haven't been back for many years?"
"Yes." Chen Gou stared at the room and smiled slightly, "However, this boy is the first child in our village to go out. He has made me proud."