"Open!" I gritted my teeth and turned around sharply. I saw that the courtyard was no different from before. Those graves were still sitting quietly in the courtyard without any changes.
There was a wave of excitement in my heart, and I hurriedly turned around and walked towards the village. There must be some dirty things in this courtyard, but why can't I see through this method of seeing through hell? Recently, whether I am entering the netherworld or seeing through hell,
There seems to be something going on. If you can't even see a little devil, does this still count as opening your eyes?
I felt a little uneasy in my heart, but my steps did not stop.
This village is not big, with only two to three hundred households at most. I really can’t imagine why I walked through so many courtyards. There seemed to be graves in each courtyard, ranging from dozens to dozens.
.Some of these graves look old and covered with weeds, but some look like they have just been covered with soil.
I didn't stop until I reached the center of the village. There was a larger tomb here, and in front of the tomb stood a stone tablet. On the stone tablet were written three bloody characters "Linyan Village"!
I stared at the stone tablet, my eyes flickering. This was definitely Linyan Village, but why didn’t I see the salesman? Didn’t the salesman live here? Or maybe the salesman was hidden somewhere.
?
I looked around and walked towards a building in the distance. This building was also made of wood. Although it looked a little weathered, the overall structure was pretty good. This was the only building in the village that looked decent.
It's not a dilapidated building, and it's right behind the tomb.
Creaking... I opened the door of this building, and my eyes instantly looked in. At this time, a shadow instantly fled into the distance.
A thought flashed through my mind, and my pace suddenly quickened.
"Who!" The voice echoed in the room, but the surrounding area seemed very empty.
I walked up in big strides, and when I saw that the shadow had disappeared, my face suddenly became much more solemn. And under my feet was a pile of bottles and cans. I stared at these things with a flash of light on my face.
After a trace of suspicion, these things exuded a stench, giving people an uncomfortable feeling. And behind these bottles and jars, there were some packaging bags. Some daily necessities seemed to be produced in this way.
"Don't... don't call the police!" At this time, the salesman's somewhat magnetic voice came from behind.
I turned around quickly and stared at this guy with burning eyes, "What are you doing?"
"You...haven't you seen everything? I just make some fakes and sell them to those people from the Miao border. I...I really haven't done anything harmful!" The salesman's face became extremely expressionless.
"It's ugly," he said loudly to me.
I glanced at the things on the ground and said, "Make some fakes? Your way of making money is really good!"
"I told you, I really didn't do anything harmful. These are the washing supplies of the Miao people. I didn't cheat on the food!" the salesman said hurriedly, raising his hands.
I felt a little relieved in my heart, "So, this is where you make fakes?"
"That's right! This place is relatively remote, and not many people come here usually!" the salesman said hurriedly.
I half-closed my eyes and stared at his face. The expression on his face didn't seem like he was lying. Could it be that he really wasn't a traitor?
"Did you choose this place?" I asked with a frown, and then at this moment, there was a crisp sound in my ears, and my face suddenly changed.
"No! Let's go!" I yelled, took a step forward, and immediately knocked the salesman's body to the ground.
Crash... there was a sparse sound, and I felt my eyes suddenly go dark. This wooden building actually collapsed.
The young salesman was so frightened that he kept screaming and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
There was a stinging pain in my arm, and blood was already falling down my sleeve. There seemed to be countless weights behind me, all of them pressing on my body.
I gritted my teeth and looked extremely ugly. How could this building collapse? Although it looks a little weathered, it will definitely not collapse?
"How are you? How are you?" The salesman looked at me hurriedly.
I hurriedly said: "You can't die yet!"
"We have to go out, we can't stay here!" the salesman said, and began to push away the rubble on his body.
I glanced at him and said coldly, "My arm is injured and I won't be able to move for a while. Please wait a moment!"
"Can't wait any longer! This place will be even scarier at night. The reason why I chose this place is because it's so scary at night, so no one comes here at all!" The salesman pushed, using all his hands and feet.
My face looked a little ugly, "It's scarier at night, what do you mean?"
"Can't you see that there are graves outside? This place is haunted at night! If anything happens, both of us will die here!" The salesman's voice changed.
My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly recalled that kid. This place might really be haunted. If I didn't leave early, who knows what would happen?
With this thought in mind, I ignored the stinging pain in my arms and pushed away the wooden pile above my head. But the building was too big, and the two of us were trapped inside. We wanted to get out in a short time.
If so, it's simply impossible.
The sky outside had darkened, and I struggled to move the wooden stake above my head, breathing heavily.
The salesman's expression turned even uglier, and he kept muttering softly from the side, "It's over! It's over! It's really over this time!"
I grabbed his shoulder fiercely and stared at him, "Tell me the truth. Does what happened in the village have anything to do with you?"
"Does it have anything to do with me? Could it be that my fake goods were discovered by the people in the village?" The salesman's face also changed.
I stared into his eyes for a long time and found that although he was a little panicked, he was not lying. Then there was only one possibility. This guy was not a spy at all, but this spy was someone else.
A figure appeared in my mind. I patted my forehead, secretly cursed my stupidity, and frantically started to push the rubble above my head away. I am now convinced that even if there is no ghost here, then
Something will definitely happen that I can't believe.
"It's out! It's really out!" the salesman said loudly.
I glanced at the sky outside, and my heart sank to the bottom. I did come out, but it was already dark. The two of us were trapped here, and several hours passed.
"Let's go! We can't stay here for long!" I said hurriedly.
"Yes, yes! You can't stay here for a long time! Anyone who dies in the county will be buried here. If you stay here for too long, something will happen sooner or later!" The salesman said as he hurriedly asked.
Climb outside.
"Wait a minute!" I shouted hurriedly.
The salesman was stunned and turned to look at me, "What's wrong?"
"You...what is that thing behind your back?" My heart trembled violently, and I pointed at the salesman's back.
The salesman's face became extremely pale, "What is that? Is there something behind me?"
I rushed forward quickly, shined the weak light of my phone on him, and discovered that there was a small handprint on his back. This handprint was almost exactly the same as the one on the tombstone.
"You...what are you doing?" The salesman took a step back in fright.
My breathing was a little rapid, and I turned around quickly, "Look at my back, is there anything weird?"
"Why are there handprints on your back?" At this time, the salesman was also frightened, and his face was extremely pale.
I gritted my teeth and looked around quickly. Handprints! There are also handprints on my back? When was it printed? This salesman and I were buried all afternoon, how could there be fingerprints on it?
"Isn't this a ghost handprint? It is said here that once someone is imprinted with a ghost handprint, they will never be able to live again in this life!" the salesman exclaimed.
"Shut up!" I said hurriedly and took his arm. "Come with me quickly. This is not a good place. If you still want to live in the future, don't come here again!"
"I know! I know!" the salesman said hurriedly, walking hurriedly towards the outside of the village.
At this time, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up, making the long flags in several surrounding yards flutter loudly. My heart was trembling with fear, and my steps were getting faster and faster. Don't let anything happen!
Don't let anything happen!
Boom...at this moment, a courtyard wall in the distance suddenly collapsed.
I looked over hastily, with a bit of shock in my heart. The tombs inside the courtyard wall were like talking shadows, and the long flags on the tombs were fluttering in the night, which was weird and scary.
"Giggle..." A burst of clear laughter from a child immediately reached my ears.
"What is this sound?" The salesman's expression changed instantly and he grabbed my hand, "This is too scary!"
I stared at the courtyard in the distance, as if I had fallen into an ice cellar. Terrible? This was more than terrifying, it was terrifying.
"Giggle..." The weird laughter came again. I opened my eyes suddenly, and the surrounding area suddenly turned blood red. And at this moment, I felt that my sleeve seemed to be pulled by someone.