Chapter 670: Don’t Believe in Evil Until You See the Coffin

"How come?"

There was a sudden thunderclap out of nowhere, and Qin Jian had no idea that he had done it. He quickly stood up and followed the people who came and went upstairs again.

"Uncle Qin."

The villagers who stayed at the cave entrance relaxed their tense mood when they saw Qin picking up the things. They pointed outside and said, "Uncle Qin, look, the fog was thin just now, but now it's much thicker!"

Qin Jian raised his hand to comfort her: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll take a look."

"Okay, be careful."

Qin Jian pulled his winter hat and walked out, observing the sudden fog outside with a very cautious expression.

This time, Qin Jian came up alone. Several people followed him because they were worried that he would take risks alone.

Seeing that Qin Jian had walked into the fog, they also came out and stayed by Qin Jian's side.

"Uncle Qin, why is there such a heavy fog in this mountain suddenly?" Someone looked around and was very puzzled.

Qin Jian nodded, "Yes, thick fog at night is not a good sign."

Everyone became nervous when they heard this.

"Will there be any surprises?"

"Shh, don't interfere with Uncle Qin's work."

With Qin Jian's current prestige in the village, no one, whether old or young, dares to be too presumptuous in front of him.

Just now, he was in a hurry and didn't pay attention to his tone. After being reminded by his companions, everyone shut up immediately and stopped disturbing Qin Jian's thoughts.

Although everyone knew that Qin Jian was a kind and gentle person who would not care about things, they all knew in their hearts that Qin Jian was different from other elders in the village.

Qin Jian looked around and didn't find any strange signs in the thick fog. He thought there shouldn't be much danger, so he lifted the alarm, turned around and asked them to go back to the cave to avoid the cold.

The thick fog wrapped in the chill of winter, in this dark mountain forest, is really not an environment where people can relax.

Qin Jianlai brushed off the coldness on his body, and there was a faint mist of moisture on his clothes.

He even twirled his fingertips carefully.

It was indeed just ordinary fog, nothing special.

He came back to his senses and stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the thick fog that covered the entire entrance, and pondered for a long time.

I secretly predicted the divination, and it was uneventful.

Qin Jian frowned and couldn't help wondering. This was very strange. How could such a thick fog suddenly appear out of nowhere? What made him even more surprised was that the fog appeared in a very strange way and there was no sign of any evil.

It's really puzzling.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the cave, which scared everyone!

The sound was not as loud as expected, but it was heard in the cave. The rumbling echo coming from far away still startled the villagers hiding under the dilapidated temple in the mountains.

Soon, several people who were able to move freely rushed up from below in panic.

"Uncle Qin! Uncle Qin! Oh no! There's a noise down there! Go down and take a look. Is there anything strange going on?"

Qin Jian was helpless. He took a last look at the thick fog outside the cave and turned back.

However, just as he was about to walk down the underground passage, his foot that had stepped on the stone steps paused and then retracted.

He accidentally bumped into the young man behind him, who hurriedly supported him.

"Uncle Qin, please be careful."

"Okay, come, let me go and take a look." Qin Jian responded repeatedly, and gently made a path so that he could go through and take a closer look at the "accident" he had just seen.

Ancient books handed down in this county once recorded that in ancient times, wealthy gentry secretly built temples in the mountains. However, this matter was only recorded in rumors in the countryside, and officials and civilians had never seen where the temples built by the wealthy gentry were.

At first, the rumors were rampant, but after a few years, the landlord's family fell into inexplicable poverty and their wealth was no longer enough to continue the construction, so the matter gradually disappeared from Changshan's local history.

It was not until three hundred years later, when wars continued for years, that many people were forced to leave their homes and escape into the depths of the mountains and forests. Generation after generation hid in sparsely populated areas to recuperate.

No matter how the kingship and dynasties changed at the foot of the mountain, the people living in the mountains gradually developed their own lives after several generations. Some people liked to serve the land and live a peaceful life, so they gathered together, chose a suitable place in the mountains to cut wood and build houses, farmed day and night, and lived an ordinary life.

Some people, after living in the mountains for a long time, have developed a safe way of life, developed curiosity and love for the mountains, and began to gather together to explore the depths of the mountains.

Everyone lived peacefully for decades, and suddenly one day, they discovered that a colorful neon light had suddenly appeared in the valley deep in the mountains, flashing a dazzling light.

The unique scenery attracts many people.

So after three days and three nights of discussion, everyone finally decided to gather a team of healthy and agile mountain people, bring sufficient dry food and weapons, and go into the mountains to take a look.

These people carried the hopes of the entire mountain village and headed straight into the depths of the mountains.

They were gone for half a month and never came back.

After that one incident, the people in the mountains were severely injured and never again thought of taking risks in the mountains.

From then on, all the elders who had experienced this incident strictly warned the younger generations in the mountain villages not to go to the forbidden area to disturb the mountain god.

They all believed that the colorful and sparkling light was the rainbow bridge that the mountain god used to take him home.

The mountain god returns home and prefers quietness to noise.

Just like this small village at the foot of Changshan today, the elders in the village have strictly forbade the young people in the village to ignore the taboos spoken by the elders in the village.

No one knows what price was paid for every local taboo that has been passed down.

However, many things are like this. Unless you experience it yourself, you will never feel awe. If you haven't seen it, it doesn't exist. Since it doesn't exist, there are no rules to restrict it.

Just like this time when I returned home and took my friends into the mountains to look for the novel Zhao Dongzhi.

There was also a young hunter who drank too much and could not resist the encouragement of his friends of the same age, so he carried a hunting knife, a wine bag and dry food and ran straight to the forbidden area.

Legend has it that there is an unfinished temple for the mountain god. Because mortals are insincere, the mountain god despises humans and refuses to let anyone in to disturb them.

The young man, relying on his strong body and years of experience in walking in the mountains, carried his master who was out of his control and went down the mountain to do business, and headed towards the depths of the mountains with courage and determination.

After overcoming many difficulties and obstacles along the way, we are finally reaching our destination.

But one night, he got lost in a sudden thick fog.

After being sleepy for seven days and seven nights, I was on the verge of mental collapse and my food supplies were almost gone.

When he was so hungry that he was confused, he saw a group of dark shadows walking towards him.

(End of this chapter)