Chapter 60

Xue Liangliang asked first: "Xiao Yuan, is there some trace on the three of us that you don't have?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "The physiognomy of you three is currently very poor, which means you are all going through a very serious streak of bad luck. Although there is no absolute accuracy in the theories of fortune and Feng Shui, it at least indicates that you have become entangled with something. I originally thought I should be the same, but strangely, I am not."

"Binbin, give me your book and pen."

"Brother Liang, here."

Xue Liangliang opened a page, drew a square frame, and then drew two little people at the top and bottom, representing the four of them.

Finally, he drew a door on the left side of the frame.

"Use the method of elimination.

After we got off the train, we went to eat together, then got on Zhu Yang's truck. During this period, Xiao Yuan hasn't been separated from us. The outsiders we contacted were only three: besides Zhu Yang, there were the master and apprentice at the repair shop.

So, this period can be excluded. We can look forward."

Tan Wenbin asked: "Why can't we continue backward, for example, that night on the truck?"

"Because things had already started at that time. Zhu Yang's disappearance time point can be viewed as a sign. And, since Xiao Yuan said the three of us are having bad luck, does the tire being punctured count? If it counts, the timeline can continue to be pulled forward, perfectly including the time when the four of us were collectively on the truck. Understand?"

"Seems... understood."

"Then we can lock it on the train."

"But there are too many people on the train."

Xue Liangliang shook his head: "Actually, not many, because most of the time, we stayed in the soft sleeper room, and the soft sleeper room is an absolutely clean area because Xiao Yuan is fine.

In addition, I remember very clearly that the three of us didn't go out collectively either.

So, it can only be the intersection of the three of us when we went out separately.

Now, you guys recount your experiences of leaving the soft sleeper room. Should we talk about going to the toilet?"

"Runsheng, you go first." Xue Liangliang pointed at Runsheng. "Just when you got on the train, you went to smoke a stick of incense. If I remember correctly, you didn't go to smoke again after that, right?"

Runsheng scratched his head, tried hard to think, and replied: "Right?"

Xue Liangliang frowned slightly, then decisively raised his hand:

"I remember correctly, you only went to smoke once, because I asked you halfway why you didn't smoke anymore, and you said the incense brought this time was better and should be used for eating, not for random smoking."

"I..." Runsheng was a bit dazed. "Seems I said that."

"What's wrong with you?" Tan Wenbin reached out and touched Runsheng's forehead. "Not running a fever, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng silently, then turned to look at Xue Liangliang.

Xue Liangliang continued: "On the train, every time Xiao Yuan went down to the toilet, Runsheng, you accompanied him, so this path can be excluded.

That is to say, you only went to smoke that one time when you just got on the train, so you could have become contaminated with dirty things.

Now, describe the people and things you saw that time—no, narrow the scope a bit. Who did you contact? It can be physical contact or interaction. Say this first."

Runsheng narrated stumblingly while trying hard to recall.

Until he mentioned giving candy to a little girl who was "shouting hunger" to her grandma, Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin all raised their hands to signal to stop there.

Xue Liangliang: "I gave a boxed lunch."

Tan Wenbin: "I gave a breakfast."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at them: "Describe the attire of this old grandma to me specifically."

After listening to their description, Li Zhuiyuan pursed his lips and said:

"It should be found, because when I saw that old grandma, there was no little girl beside her, but an urn wrapped in cloth."

Strictly speaking, Xue Liangliang's elimination method was actually very loose, and there were many loopholes, but this was a relatively common pragmatic thinking: ignore the corners and try to eliminate problems in as large a range as possible. If it wasn't found, then go into detail about the corners.

Xue Liangliang closed the book and said: "It's that little girl. Xiao Yuan has true skills in going into the underworld, so the little girl didn't dare to let him see, or... Xiao Yuan wasn't easily deceived by 'eyes' to begin with."

Tan Wenbin asked in confusion: "But we clearly gave her food. Why did she still want to harm us? Isn't this returning evil for good?"

Xue Liangliang looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan tried to analyze: "Fitting the social moral standards of the living to that kind of dirty thing is inappropriate. And taking a step back, the little girl might not have wanted to harm you, but her behavior caused you harm."

Tan Wenbin pointed to his face, then pointed to Xue Liangliang and Runsheng: "Then what did she want to do? Because we gave her food, she wanted us to continue giving?"

Xue Liangliang asked: "Xiao Yuan, I remember you solved this kind of thing using the method of setting up an offering table before. Then, can we do that this time, too?"

Tan Wenbin slapped his thigh: "But our luggage and food and drink are all on the truck. Now the truck is gone. Where can we get offerings? We do have incense."

Xue Liangliang: "There are quite a few things hanging and drying outside the village. To solve the trouble in front of us, I can take the risk to run into the village again to take some things and set up a table. I will leave money."

Li Zhuiyuan: "No, if it's just that kind of hungry ghost, it will make people have bad luck, but it won't be this fierce. She wants to eat, not to fish in a dried-up pond. At most, she'll just pester you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless the 'hunger' in the little girl's mouth refers to her wanting your lifespan."

Once this sentence was said, the three fell silent.

Li Zhuiyuan continued: "Only if she desperately wants you to die will she create this kind of wind-candle-remaining-years face for you."

Tan Wenbin spread his hands: "She has already been put in an urn and turned into ashes, right? She's long dead. What does she need lifespan for?"

Xue Liangliang opened his mouth: "Her grandma is old. Maybe her grandma is also about to die. She doesn't want it for herself; she wants it for her grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Xue Liangliang again, and then looked at Runsheng who was struggling to "walk" along with the train of thought.

Tan Wenbin cursed: "This makes sense. Fuck, children are really scary. If I could go back to the train and meet her, I'd pour her ashes into the toilet!"

Anyone who was about to be killed for doing a good deed would be exceptionally angry.

Li Zhuiyuan said: "She might not be on the train anymore. She might be on you guys."

Tan Wenbin: "Hiccup!"

This was from being scared.

Although the current situation was also weird, it was only temporarily unable to get out and hadn't encountered direct danger yet. But knowing that kind of thing was by his side, the feeling was completely different.

Xue Liangliang asked immediately: "Xiao Yuan, did you see it?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I didn't see it, but I guess it should be on you guys. In the morning, it might have been on Brother Liangliang."

"On me?"

"Because the current you and the previous you have a big difference in appearance. The previous you was obviously more panicked, your thinking wasn't clear, and the questions you asked were also very low-level."

Xue Liangliang pointed to his nose: "Did I?"

"This kind of thing, the person involved is very likely to have no feeling. I've experienced something similar."

Li Zhuiyuan had experienced Great-Grandpa's good luck. He thought bad luck should be about the same.

"Then if she was on me before, now she is..." Xue Liangliang said, and looked at Runsheng.

Obviously, he had long noticed Runsheng's abnormality.

Tan Wenbin also finally realized. Although Runsheng was usually taciturn and looked wooden and honest, his mind was actually quite delicate, especially in terms of memory. In the past, every time Xiao Yuan told him a series of positions and requirements, he could remember them and complete them well.

But the Runsheng just now looked very dull, and recalling things was like racking his brains.

"Me?" Runsheng raised his hand and began to grope his body. "Where is she?"

Immediately, Runsheng took out a talisman paper and pasted it on his forehead.

Then he took it off and found it hadn't changed color.

"Xiao Yuan, there's nothing."

"She shouldn't be a dead-fallen."

"Then what to do?" Runsheng clenched his fists. "If she is on me, then I won't go with you guys. You three try to run out. Maybe you can run out."

After a pause, Runsheng pointed to Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin: "Or you guys stay here with me, and let Xiao Yuan run out alone. Xiao Yuan is clean. He couldn't get out before because he was affected by us."

Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin both nodded. Obviously, they agreed with this plan.

Li Zhuiyuan refused this proposal: "We can't do that. I don't think that little girl could set up such a big battle. The weird area we entered now should be a separate one.

Originally, we shouldn't have been able to enter, and even if we wanted to enter actively, it would be very difficult. But because she followed us, we entered due to her guidance and triggering.

Therefore, in all likelihood, whether she is here or not, we won't be able to leave here easily."

Tan Wenbin shouted irritably: "Then what to do! What to do! What to do!"

Li Zhuiyuan and Xue Liangliang glanced at Tan Wenbin at the same time, and then immediately withdrew their gazes.

Runsheng was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Zhuiyuan first:

"Brother Runsheng, don't talk. Just sit here and hold my hand. I'll try to use the corpse-salvaging method to see if I can break her for you."

Runsheng nodded vigorously and reached out to grab Li Zhuiyuan's hand.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled his hand back, then changed to grabbing Runsheng himself.

The boy's fingertips were already red; he had pressed them in the ink pad earlier.

Next, Li Zhuiyuan's other hand flipped the compass placed in front of him, opened the card slot below, and pinched a pinch of white powder on it with his fingertips.

Because he had to take public transportation, equipment like the Yellow River shovel wasn't convenient to carry, but small items that could be used were all brought.

This came from Ding Dalin's compass, which itself had grooves, and Li Zhuiyuan originally had a fan, which had various groove designs inside, containing powders for different purposes.

Actually, the fan's purpose was relatively chicken-rib-like. In ancient times, it was normal to carry a fan everywhere, but in modern times, it was a bit strange.

So, Li Zhuiyuan transferred all kinds of special powders that could be used into the compass below. Anyway, this compass would be carried by Runsheng no matter what.

"Brother Runsheng, get ready. It's starting."

Runsheng nodded vigorously again, obediently not speaking.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes. Before entering the underworld state, he suddenly let go of Runsheng's hand and changed to grabbing Tan Wenbin.

Underworld entry successful!

In Li Zhuiyuan's vision, the other three were gone, only a little girl in red clothes stood in front of him, her hand held by him.

When he went into the underworld last time, he was leaning on Runsheng, and the little girl wasn't on Runsheng at that time, so she avoided his underworld exploration.

But just now, Runsheng had clearly recovered, his thinking had become agile again, while Tan Wenbin had shown rare emotional loss of control.

It was reasonable to suspect that she had heard the conversation of the four, got off Runsheng, and transferred to Tan Wenbin.

But obviously, when it came to playing tricks, she couldn't beat people.

Xue Liangliang and Li Zhuiyuan had actually discovered it, but deliberately didn't speak up.

"Brother, I'm so hungry."

The girl made a plea to Li Zhuiyuan, still with a shy and coy look on her face.

She was indeed quite cute and easy to attract pity. No wonder she could make all three of Xue Liangliang give her help.

But it was a pity that Li Zhuiyuan didn't have these extra emotions.

Perhaps she also noticed this, so she didn't take action against this younger little brother.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his other hand and slapped it toward her.

Li Zhuiyuan in reality was still sitting there motionless, but the white dust pinched by his fingertips flew up without wind and drifted toward Tan Wenbin—specifically, toward the back of Tan Wenbin's neck.

Tan Wenbin's nose itched, and he couldn't help but want to sneeze.

But soon, he felt his neck go cold, as if a large piece of ice was stuck to it, and then it was burning pain—it could be called ice and fire. He only felt that the large piece of skin was about to curl up.

In the underworld state, Li Zhuiyuan saw the girl letting out a scream.

"Pop!"

She escaped, toward the distance, her figure gradually fading.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head, looking at the section of the girl's arm he was holding—bloody, like a section of lotus root oozing blood.

Now it was very awkward. Li Zhuiyuan didn't know if he should chase her. He hadn't tried fighting in the underworld state, and he didn't know how to fight. Should he chase her, bite each other, and kill her?

But how could it be considered killing her? Her arm was already in his hands, but she hadn't "died" yet.

Or, use the method in Wei Zhengdao's black-skinned book to see if he could control her?

But this girl didn't seem to be a dead-fallen either; the person had turned into ashes.

Just as he was hesitating, the timing was missed, because after the girl ran far away, her figure became fainter and fainter until she disappeared.

This could also be considered a good result. He had driven her away.

No wonder it was called "driving away ghosts."

This kind of thing, even if a professional came, would be hard to handle, not to mention him, this cross-major one.

Then could she return to the urn there, or would she just become a lonely ghost and eventually dissipate?

Dissipate if she dissipates. Anyway, it's what you deserve.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes, his consciousness began to float up, and soon, he ended the underworld entry.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that Runsheng, Xue Liangliang, and Tan Wenbin had each pasted a talisman paper on themselves.

Li Zhuiyuan: "This talisman paper is useless."

Runsheng retorted: "It's useful. It just transferred from me to Binbin, so it didn't change color."

Everyone had clearly figured out the situation, because the back of Tan Wenbin's neck was now a piece of blue-black, and it still hurt badly at this moment.

"Hiss... she actually sneaked onto me. Damn it!"

Xue Liangliang teased while checking his injury: "Maybe she was hanging on your neck for most of the way."

"Fuck, it really is. I said why I couldn't memorize English words; I'd forget as soon as I memorized them!"

Li Zhuiyuan said: "She has been driven away. In all likelihood, she won't come back. Even if she comes back, we'll just drive her away again."

As he spoke, Li Zhuiyuan looked down at his hands. That section of the arm was obviously invisible and wouldn't exist in reality. Even so, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the withered leaves on the ground and rubbed his hands together.

He observed the faces of the three again. Although it was impossible to recover as before immediately, it had become much lighter than the previous "deep darkness."

"Then now, what we should consider is how to leave here." Xue Liangliang pointed to the village. "If we can't find other ways to break the situation, then I can only suspect that the key to getting out is in the village."

"There are people in that village. I saw them, but I don't know if they are living people."

Runsheng said: "If we want to enter the village, let's do it now, while my stomach isn't too hungry and I still have strength."

"Give me some more time, I'll think of a way."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the compass again and stood up, starting to observe the feng shui.

Xue Liangliang followed Li Zhuiyuan, while Runsheng was giving Tan Wenbin a massage on the back of his neck.

"Be lighter, lighter, it hurts!"

"If it's clear, it won't hurt; if it hurts, it's not clear."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't go far either. First, he looked at the village, then looked at the small road, and then lowered his head to fiddle with the compass.

Actually, at this moment, he had already given up a bit. If he could think of a method, he would have used it earlier. At the moment, it was nothing more than a last-ditch effort, because he really didn't want to enter that village.

"Xiao Yuan, I think we can really try the method I said, enter the village and see."

"Brother Liangliang, your personal experience is an exception. The last time you could get out was because someone outside applied pressure to Baijia Town."

"Xiao Yuan, you misunderstood. My meaning is, since we want to get out but can't, does it mean that entering represents getting out, and it's reversed?"

Li Zhuiyuan realized that he had really misunderstood Brother Liangliang, and at the same time felt that Brother Liangliang, who wasn't being hung by that little girl, was really useful.

"To verify, we can divide into two groups. One group stays in place, and the other group runs according to a specific route, then observe and record. For example, run at corners, or run in circles, and see in what way we return to the starting point."

"No, no, we can't separate."

"Then..."

"I'd rather everyone go together and rush into the village."

"Mm, Xiao Yuan, you make the decision."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the feng shui for a while longer, but in the end, he really couldn't see anything, so he could only say: "Everyone, feel your pockets and see if there are any snacks or candies left. Give them all to Brother Runsheng."

There were some things to eat, but not many, just enough for Runsheng to fill the gaps between his teeth. He lit ten sticks of incense, chewed them all into his mouth, and then pulled up quite a few grasses and leaves, swallowing them together.

This kind of behavior was a bit too fierce, but he was also doing it to increase his satiety. Actually, incense was similar to seasoning for him; he couldn't get much energy from the incense, and the little bit he could get wasn't enough for his body to digest the incense.

But no matter what, Runsheng's belly did bulge.

"Xiao Yuan, I'm ready!"

"Go, enter the village, while it's not dark yet."

Staying here was a choice more in line with human nature, but there were only tree barks and leaves here, no proper food. Staying here would only make everyone's state worse and worse, just sitting and waiting for death.

The four had just arrived at the village entrance when they stopped one after another, because they heard movement.

Tan Wenbin asked: "What sound?"

"So messy, so close yet so far." Xue Liangliang looked around, but there was only sound and no clues could be seen.

Li Zhuiyuan's ears kept trembling. He said: "There are gongs, drums, double-reed wind instruments, and the sound of chanting, as if someone is performing a ritual."

Immediately, Li Zhuiyuan paced at the village entrance. He lowered his head and looked at his feet. This was the central area of the sound source.

Looking forward, Li Zhuiyuan found a pair of shallow footprints appearing.

"Move aside, be careful!"

Everyone moved aside immediately, all staring at that position.

The footprints gradually deepened, and in front of the footprints, four depressions appeared again.

"Brother Runsheng, go!"

"Mm!"

Runsheng took the steel pipe and kept waving it beside the footprints, but couldn't hit anything.

At the same time, no strange changes happened to him.

"Stop, Brother Runsheng."

Runsheng stopped his movements and began to breathe steadily.

Li Zhuiyuan leaned over, squatted down, and carefully observed these two depression marks that were very close together.

Xue Liangliang also squatted over to look together: "These are human footprints, should be boots, but what are the four depression marks in this piece?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Table."

"Table?"

"Should be a table, and, the sound of these musical instruments is like a music band."

As soon as the words fell, Tan Wenbin, who was standing on the periphery, shouted: "Be careful, fire!"

A floating fireball appeared above Li Zhuiyuan and Xue Liangliang's heads. The fireball ignited Xue Liangliang's clothes and hair. He immediately avoided it while using his hands to pat it vigorously, which extinguished it, not causing any damage to himself.

Because Li Zhuiyuan was short, the fireball floated above his head at a distance, so he didn't avoid it, but looked up, observing the fireball's direction of travel.

While looking, his hands were also waving in small increments, as if making planning predictions.

Suddenly, the fireball began to move quickly. It circled a large circle with a much larger amplitude than before.

While staring at it, Li Zhuiyuan also looked at the four table-leg marks below.

In his mind, his own Great-Grandpa's habit when performing rituals emerged: first hold yellow paper and light it with a candle, then chant scriptures while waving in front of the offering table, and during the period, there was no lack of the link of circling the offering table with yellow paper.

When the yellow paper was about to burn to his hand, he would throw the yellow paper into a bowl containing duck blood, chicken blood, and pig blood.

Now, he just needed to wait for the next step.

"Sizzle..."

The fireball fell downward and instantly extinguished, dissipating without a trace, and no sparks flew.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up while patting the mud on his pant legs, looked at the three companions, and said: "At the position we are in now, someone is performing a ritual."

Tan Wenbin screamed: "Ghosts can perform rituals? That's too rebellious!"

"Slap!"

Runsheng took out a talisman paper and slapped it on Tan Wenbin's forehead. The force was a bit heavy, shaking Tan Wenbin back several steps.

The talisman paper didn't change color.

Tan Wenbin pulled his collar and signaled Runsheng to look at the talisman paper pasted on the back of his neck: "I have this pasted here. Wouldn't you look at it first before pasting a new one?"

"Who told you to suddenly get so emotional."

"I believe my Brother Yuan's words, but the fact that ghosts perform rituals is really too unbelievable."

Xue Liangliang said with a grave expression: "Maybe, the one performing the ritual is not a ghost."

Tan Wenbin: "Not a ghost, then why can't we see them?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Maybe, we are the ghosts now."

Li Zhuiyuan remembered the scolding sound he heard from the village last time he went into the underworld, scolding which bastard kicked broken his family's door.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother, this ritual, who is it for..."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Maybe, it's for us, because this morning, we kicked broken two of their doors. Ghosts that can kick doors should be fierce enough to scare the villagers into inviting a 'master' to perform a ritual."

Only, this invited Daoist or monk didn't seem to have much cultivation either. With just this little effect, it was estimated that his real level was on par with his own Great-Grandpa's.

Tan Wenbin reached out and pinched Runsheng's arm hard, asking: "Does it hurt?"

Runsheng shook his head: "Doesn't hurt."

Immediately, Runsheng reached out and pinched Tan Wenbin's arm:

"Ouch ouch ouch ouch! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Xue Liangliang walked in front of Li Zhuiyuan: "Xiao Yuan, are we ghosts now?"

"Brother Liangliang, I don't understand this matter either, and I haven't been a ghost. Also, I feel that in this kind of thing, Brother Liangliang, you have more say from personal experience than I do."

Runsheng: "Right, you've messed with ghosts."

Xue Liangliang immediately breathed heavily and said: "She is not a dead person, nor a ghost, she... doesn't look like a living person either."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Neither human nor ghost, it really fits our current state."

Xue Liangliang raised his hand, signaling that he was thinking: "I often recall the experience of going to Baijia Town a long time ago..."

"Brother Liangliang, no need to recall, you went there every day a while ago."

"Oh, right, yes. So, now I feel that the environment we are in is similar to Baijia Town. It exists at the bottom of the river and doesn't exist in reality.

Look, the Yangtze River is not the ocean, not that deep, and not that vast. That place will have to have a cross-river bridge built in the future. If there was really a town that could be explored sitting below, it would have been discovered long ago.

After returning to school, I went to the library to check materials..."

"What did you find?"

"Didn't find anything. Then I went to consult a club at our school."

"Club?"

"A supernatural phenomenon enthusiast club. That female president gave a relatively reasonable explanation for my story description. She said it might be a spatial interlayer."

"Then did she tell Brother Liangliang how to leave this spatial interlayer?"

"No, she even suspected that the town I described was real and begged me to take her to see it."

Tan Wenbin seemed to be proving that he hadn't been possessed by the little girl again, and asked a very reasonable question: "Then Brother Liang, you went to the spatial interlayer many times, how did you get out?"

Xue Liangliang waved his hand and said very perfunctorily and vaguely: "Every time, I just came out in a muddle."

Tan Wenbin didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Runsheng: "Every time, he just came out comfortably."

Xue Liangliang raised his volume: "The layout of each place is different. Baijia Town is controlled by her. I just need to jump into the river in that area, and when I go out, my head gets dizzy, and I lie on the shore.

Here, I feel it is not controlled. It is not man-made but naturally formed. Otherwise, these villagers wouldn't be scared into inviting people to perform rituals.

Xiao Yuan, let's go in and see. For example, the ancestral hall or the well in the village center. Exits are generally in such positions."

"Mm, let's go."

As the four walked into the village, music sounded again in place, and that fireball appeared again.

Everyone looked back, knowing that this was the second ritual starting, so they didn't take it to heart anymore.

After entering the village, most of the house doors were tightly closed, but there were also individual doors that were open. The houses with open doors were relatively dilapidated.

And on both sides of the doors of these houses, there were no Spring Festival couplets or door god pictures pasted.

Tan Wenbin also noticed this point and muttered: "In the past, when my mom told me to paste 'Fu' characters and Spring Festival couplets during the New Year, I still found it annoying. I was really stupid."

Xue Liangliang also responded: "I'll paste them on the construction site dormitory door in the future, too."

Everyone arrived at the old well in the center of the village. This might be the landmark for getting out. Runsheng took the lead, tied the rope, bit the steel pipe in his mouth, and went down the well.

The others waited patiently by the wellhead.

Xue Liangliang asked: "Xiao Yuan, Runsheng didn't enter the well water, did he get out?"

Tan Wenbin: "Don't worry, if the exit is really below, Runsheng will float up and tell us."

Li Zhuiyuan asked back: "If he really got out, can he still get in if he knows where the entrance is?"

"Eh, right. Then what to do? If he really got out, we..."

"Brother Binbin, pull the rope up a bit and see if it can be tightened."

"Okay." Tan Wenbin began to collect the rope by the well. As he collected, it tightened below, and he felt the feedback. "Runsheng is still below. He just pulled the rope twice himself. I felt it."

Xue Liangliang worried: "He has been down for a long time, won't something happen?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "No, Brother Runsheng's swimming ability is very good."

Li Zhuiyuan was very sure about this matter. After all, Brother Runsheng was a character who could fight dead-fallen underwater.

"Xiao Yuan, I have another question. How to explain the corpse water in the two houses we entered earlier?"

"Maybe there was an old person who was sick in bed there and finally passed away."

"Then the corpse water in the second house, in the cabinet, it couldn't be sick in the cabinet, right?"

"Maybe something was placed there. Don't some places have the custom of eating placentas?"

Xue Liangliang: "Xiao Yuan, how do you manage to give me explanations that sound very reasonable so calmly and quickly?"

Li Zhuiyuan said in a deep voice: "Because I don't want to think about things in the worst direction."

Xue Liangliang was first confused, then understood, and responded: "Right, that's too scary, especially for Zhu Yang."

"Hey!" Tan Wenbin shouted with a tangled face, "Can you two take care of my feelings? I'm still listening. Don't skip over it!"

At this time, movement came from below the well; it was Runsheng coming up.

He climbed out of the wellhead and said: "This well is very deep. I dived to the bottom, no exit."

"Brother Runsheng, do you want to rest for a while?"

"Can't rest." Runsheng touched his belly. "Already hungry."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the corn cobs hanging on the door of the residential house ahead: "There is food there."

Runsheng said happily: "Can I eat it?"

"Eat it. In their eyes, it's just another ghost haunting."

Runsheng immediately went to take down a string of corn. Without cooking or roasting, he started gnawing directly.

Li Zhuiyuan and Xue Liangliang also each took one and took a bite. The taste was really bad, but at this moment, everyone was eating a little bit if they could.

Tan Wenbin ran out of the house and said: "Eat this, eat this, there is cured meat hanging in the house, I got it."

Xue Liangliang: "There is this thing inside?"

"Other things are moldy, the dishes on the table are too, but cured meat doesn't matter, right? I just took a bite, it's a bit oily, but isn't this to supplement energy? I don't care anymore.

Here, Runsheng."

Runsheng took it, took a big bite, and then the speed of his chewing slowed down immediately. He didn't spit it out, but chewed and chewed until he swallowed it.

Tan Wenbin asked: "How is it? The taste is okay, right, Runsheng?"

Runsheng: "This is dirty meat."

Li Zhuiyuan and Xue Liangliang were shocked immediately.

Tan Wenbin: "Dirty is definitely dirty. Everything inside is dirty. The house is full of dust, but I patted off the dust on it."

Li Zhuiyuan reminded: "Brother Binbin, the dirty meat Runsheng said doesn't refer to the meat of livestock."

"Not livestock meat, then what meat is it? Could it be... vomit!"

Runsheng patted Tan Wenbin on the back and comforted: "Stop vomiting, it's all energy."

"Vomit!"

Li Zhuiyuan said very calmly: "Let's go to the ancestral hall."

The four walked toward the building with the largest area in the house. At its entrance stood two stone lions, and an old plaque was hanging above, but the words on the old plaque couldn't be seen clearly.

It wasn't because of disrepair, but because after walking close, it was suddenly discovered that there was a large amount of water dripping from the eaves of this ancestral hall, like a small waterfall, just covering the plaque.

"What kind of decoration style is this?" Xue Liangliang looked at Li Zhuiyuan. "Or is it that what we see now can't be seen in reality?"

"Mm, water has no source, land has no storage, it can't be seen in reality."

Tan Wenbin said excitedly: "Then the exit is here!"

Because this building was the most special and could present a different "weather" from reality, the exit was in all likelihood here.

Xue Liangliang asked: "Xiao Yuan, how to explain this situation in feng shui?"

"When ancient emperors built mausoleums, the most taboo thing was water leakage, which was regarded as inauspicious. But if such a thing happened, the craftsmen and officials responsible for repairing the mausoleum would all be guilty of serious crimes.

An ancestral hall is a place for one village, one surname, and one clan, a place of luck and omens. For this kind of water flowing into a waterfall, one can only say:

【Sinful debts are like water, yin virtue is heavily deficient, the plaque doesn't see words, ancestors are ashamed to see.】

Brother Runsheng, smash the ancestral hall door."

"Okay!"

Runsheng stepped forward and began to smash the door vigorously. This ancestral hall door was obviously stronger than the residential door, but Runsheng was Runsheng after all. After a series of heavy kicks, the ancestral hall door was finally kicked open.

The four walked in. Just after going down the steps, they collectively froze.

This ancestral hall could see a waterfall outside, so naturally, there was a large amount of water accumulated inside. Every drop of water was transformed by a sinful debt.

But if it were just a pond in the ancestral hall, everyone wouldn't be so shocked.

The reason was that this pond was densely packed with people.

This was the first time the four had seen "people" since entering the village, and there were so many.

Everyone had their eyes closed, their faces were as pale as paper, and they were shaking gently in the water with the water flow. They were all dead people.

And the one standing at the very front, who seemed to be the latest to be added and also the closest to the four, was the truck driver Zhu Yang.

Tan Wenbin couldn't believe it: "Zhu Yang, he died? He didn't enter this so-called spatial interlayer with us, so he should still be in reality right now."

Li Zhuiyuan: "So, he died."

Tan Wenbin swallowed his saliva: "Why... why?"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to his feet, then pointed outside the ancestral hall door, and said:

"Because here... is a car bandit and road tyrant village!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 61 =====