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Chapter 207 Teacher Qianye (End)

"Knocking on the door but also bowing? Where is this custom?" Qian Yanxi thought.

Of course, since he couldn't speak, he could only hold back his questions and force himself to wait patiently for Anile.

Not long.

The door opens...

The person who opened the door was an old woman with a stooped back. She was wearing clothes made of shabby cloth. She slowly raised a lit candle and looked up at the visitor.

What diseases may have occurred in both eyes?

It looks muddy...

"Nier, why are you here with grandma? Come in and sit down."

The content of what the old woman said was very polite.

But it doesn't sound like that.

The words seemed to be forced out of the throat mechanically, stiff and slow.

Cold.

It's very uncomfortable to hear.

"This, this person...isn't right."

Xie Aishan's intermittent voice reached Qianye's ears.

It reminded him that the old woman in front of him was not a simple person.

This confirmed Chinomoto's suspicion a bit.

There is a problem in the village...

"Grandma Yang, there's no need to sit down. I'm here to ask you something. I have a few friends from outside who came to our village to play and accidentally disappeared. Do you have any news about them?"

Anile changed her anger when talking to Qianye.

She was gentle and kind at this time, just like an innocent little girl.

only.

This kind tone did not win the slightest favor from the old woman.

The old woman then said coldly "No" and slammed the door shut...

This is no longer an eviction order.

Instead, he clearly told them to get out...

The attitude is obvious.

Qianye wanted to ask something, but due to the rule Aniel gave him not to speak, he held it in for a long time without saying a word.

Anile's expression didn't change at all.

It seems commonplace.

After experiencing a big change in the old woman's attitude.

She has no intention of giving up.

Instead, he gestured to Qianye and asked him to follow him to the next house...

...

...

Time passes gradually.

The two of them traveled to various places in the village.

Rao Shi Qianye used an ax to quietly improve his physical fitness.

But under the reaction of the wheelchair.

He still felt a little tired...

Going round and round.

Qianye and Anile have visited almost all the places in the village.

The treatment he received was similar to that of the old woman.

In the beginning, it was all about hospitality.

When I heard that someone was missing later, I immediately changed my face and shut them out...

I have to say.

From a certain point of view, Anile's grandfather was indeed right. The other residents here have very strange tempers, and they may quarrel if they are not careful.

"Forget it, go up the mountain."

Anile, who was also physically and mentally exhausted, said to Qianye.

She went to almost everyone and got the same answer, so she probably guessed that no one would be able to talk to her properly.

Qianye pointed at a few village households that he had not visited yet, and asked, "Isn't it necessary to ask about the next ones?"

"No need, they will only give my grandpa face. They just want to try their luck. It doesn't matter if they don't get any clues."

Aniel put her hands on her knees and gasped for air.

moment.

She had just finished resting, and turned to Qianye and added: "I know you have a lot of questions now, but you must remember not to talk. If you find any emergency, just pull my clothes."

Even if you don't want to.

But Qianye still nodded in agreement.

He didn't want to cause any trouble to himself or Aniel, so he tried to abide by things like this.

"Besides, we are about to go up the mountain. Taking into account the thing under you, I will choose a smoother road, but it is a bit detoured. Please follow it obediently."

Anil, who was worried, warned again.

Seeing Qianye agreeing with a serious look, she also planned to start going up the mountain...

The mountain road is not steep.

It should be the result of Aniel's careful thinking.

However, because it was a hilly road, Qianye still had to put in a lot of effort to keep up with the pace...

The night is already deep.

The stars in the sky are clearly visible.

It's just that the moon is blocked by dark clouds, otherwise it's a perfect sky painting.

The woods are very dense with weeds.

Mosquitoes of all sizes were all over the leaves, and the two of them were inevitably bitten by several large bites.

Scratching the extremely itchy area.

Qianye suddenly regretted turning on the flashlight when going up the mountain...

Otherwise, he can also use worms to drive away these annoying mosquitoes for himself.

Going deeper and deeper.

A thin layer of fog gradually covered my eyes.

There is a faint smell of burning in the air...

It didn't take long.

A graveyard appeared in their sight.

Tombstones vary from old to old.

Qianye looked carefully.

You can vaguely see the words "Happy Village" engraved on it.

he thought.

This should be the place where dead people are buried in this village...

Every time someone in the village dies.

They will probably be dragged here and buried.

That's why there are so many graves crowded together...

"However, those movies about Feng Shui seem to have mentioned that the graves of the dead should not be too close, otherwise there will be quarrels and fights over territory."

"These graves are so close together that they are almost touching. Is it really okay..."

Thinking silently in a thousand ambitions.

Superstition is superstitious, and he was not a believer in ghosts and gods at first.

It's just that since he entered the world of horror, he has been extremely concerned about these things. Whenever something is wrong, he will put a label in his heart...

And just when Qianye was thinking about these things.

Anile in front of him suddenly stopped and breathed a sigh of relief as if she was looking for something.

"Okay, you can talk now."

Aniel said to Qianye.

Chino was almost choked after getting permission to speak.

Don't know why.

He actually felt a little happy in his heart.

It seems that being able to speak is already a very happy thing for me...

"After holding it in for so long, I can finally speak."

"By the way, are these tombs from your village? I just saw the words "Xingfu Village" engraved on them."

However.

Just after Qianye said these two sentences.

Anile did not reply to her, but looked at him with a somewhat frightened look...

"You...who asked you to speak!"

Aniel was very angry.

But he seemed to be avoiding something. Even when he was angry, he kept his voice to a minimum to ensure that Qianye could hear it without making it too loud...

"It wasn't you who asked me..."

What else does Qianye want to say?

But suddenly he stopped and realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

He raised his head and looked at Anile again.

He noticed that the other party turned to look at him with some doubts.

She signed to him with fear in her eyes.

It seemed to be asking if he was talking just now...

"Trouble!"

Qian Ye cursed secretly.

I knew I was probably in trouble.

Regardless, Anile immediately turned her head and looked around her to see if anything strange was triggered by her words...

But Anile doesn't know this.

In her eyes.

Qianye was just a foreigner who came to play, and then he got into trouble by mistake.

When she saw Qianye, she was still looking around.

I can't help but feel angry in my heart, and I want to slap these two big mouths on this guy who doesn't know the heights and heights of the world...

I just can’t take care of that much right now.

There was no extra time for her to vent her resentment.

He stretched out his hand to grab Qianye's wheelchair and pulled it into the grass beside him without any hesitation.

I don't think it's private enough.

Anile also used her hands to pull the surrounding grass branches in front of her and Qianye, trying to add something to distract the two people's sight...

"If you want to live, don't talk!"

Aniel drank in a low voice.

However, she was still worried that Qianye would cause something bad, so she felt uneasy and directly covered Qianye's mouth with her hands.

The faint scent of laundry detergent reached Qianye's nose.

Although he wanted to say that he was not afraid of ordinary ghosts at this time, but seeing Aniel looking so nervous, he decided not to speak...

The wind blew gently.

Make the blades of grass dance in a commotion.

Qianye and Anier just hid in the grass.

The latter's eyes were fixed on the place where many graves were piled up on the mountain, as if he was facing a formidable enemy...

The temperature seems to have dropped a bit.

Qianye could clearly feel a chill coming from the surroundings.

Mosquitoes would bite his exposed skin from time to time, making him want to scratch himself...

"What are you waiting for?"

"A ghost?"

Qianye thought alone.

While smelling the faint fragrance from Anil's palm, he imitated Anil and stared at the tombs...

He was a little curious.

Will a ghost suddenly jump out of those tombs or something?

One minute, two minutes...

Time slipped quietly through your fingers.

Qianye felt that his body was numb due to the compression of blood vessels, as if he had been touched by static electricity, and there was a feeling that he could not tell whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable.

"It's okay..."

Patience is gradually lost.

Chino's attention was almost lost.

He is really not the type to hide in the dark and observe carefully.

If Anile had not followed, he would have probably pushed his wheelchair and danced on the grave, trying to see if this would attract the strange things that captured the students.

What a pity.

If he does this now when Aniel is holding him down...

There is a high probability that the other party will call him "idiot"...

He doesn't want to make his character look bad.

After all, I can barely be considered a teacher.

"How long do we have to wait?"

"It's been almost half an hour, right?"

Just when Qianye wanted to go directly to check Anile regardless of her feelings.

His eyes, which had become tired from staring for a long time, actually saw something strange...

A ball of green.

Something like cotton material is floating in the air, fluttering in the air irregularly, left and right.

And Anile beside her also became engrossed after seeing this thing.

The palm covering Qianye's mouth was also harder.

Fortunately, she didn't cover Qianye's nose, otherwise Qianye would have felt that the force was murder...

The nervousness is obvious in Anile.

Qianye could clearly feel the other person trembling.

He was curious about what was floating in the air.

It can actually bring such great mental stimulation to Aniel...

"It seems a little familiar, like I've seen it somewhere."

Qianye blinked and stared at the green thing, his mind constantly searching for memories about it.

moment.

He found something in his mind that was somewhat similar but not sure, and compared it with that thing, and began to have some doubts.

"Will-o'-the-wisp?"

"There is a picture of this thing in the organization manual An Zhi gave me. It looks a bit like the same thing..."

"Green, like cotton, will float above the tomb..."

"However, doesn't the formation of a will-o'-the-wisp require huge resentment and the right time, place and people?"

"No way... I can meet such complicated requirements?"

Qianye's eyes gradually turned from doubtful to bright.

If this thing is really a will-o'-the-wisp, then it is undoubtedly a big treasure!

Qianye remembered that it was written in the organization manual.

Only ghosts can harm ghosts...

This will-o'-the-wisp is undoubtedly one of the weird ones with powerful abilities and the greatest chance of being used.

It has no consciousness and no hatred.

It is completely an alternative existence similar to ghosts and souls...

"Wait, how did you catch him?"

now.

The situation has become polarized.

On one side, Anile looked at the floating will-o'-the-wisp with fear and fear, while on the other side, Qianye kept thinking about how to use this thing for his own use.

What is feared becomes useful.

It's the equivalent of an invasive species suddenly finding something to eat...

Qianye's mind is now filled with catching will-o'-the-wisps.

suddenly.

Just when the two of them were having their own thoughts, a strange sound came from the grave, causing Qianye, who was unaware of the situation, to raise his eyebrows subconsciously.

He followed the sound and watched carefully.

Only then did I realize that the sound was coming from the soil under the tomb slowly moving...

"What's going on?"

"Is there a mouse hidden in there?"

The soil is constantly dug out.

The range of movements became larger and larger, and Qianye no longer even needed to observe carefully. At this time, any normal person with eyes could see mud flying under the tomb at a glance.

The next moment.

In Qianye's surprised eyes.

A strange body suddenly jumped out of the earth!

Under the not-so-bright moonlight, Qianye could vaguely see that the man was wearing tattered clothes, and the skin on his body was in a rotten state.

The style of clothing should be a shroud.

There is not much difference in appearance between the two, perhaps because they have been buried underground for a long time, resulting in some color differences and changes in fabric material...

"This, this is...what?"

Xie Aishan, who was in the wooden fish, didn't understand either.

She felt strange and murmured these words.

In her opinion, the other person was filled with the aura of death and was undoubtedly a dead person.

However, she could feel a trace of vitality in this deathly atmosphere.

It's like it's stuck in its throat.

Can't go up, can't come down...

"I might know what this is."

Qianye thought in a daze.

A well-known character from film and television dramas suddenly appeared in his mind.

A guy wearing a yellow robe, holding a peach tree, and from time to time he would put a cinnabar charm on the forehead of a stranger...

"A world full of ghosts."

"A zombie jumped out of this village..."

"Not very scientific."

There are countless things that Qian Zhi wants to complain about.

But there was no way to vomit.

He turned his head slightly to look at Aniel, only to find that her face was already covered in cold sweat...

"Don't tell me, those students were captured by this thing..."


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