"It turns out that the story of missing tourists is true." I pretended not to know about it and looked harmless.
The taxi driver walked beside the motorcycle and said with a smile: "Of course it's true. It's all on TV news. They dispatched the most intimidating officer Feng in Jiangmen. The legendary number one policewoman in Guangdong is just a hottie. If you go in and meet her, be careful. She might be scarier than a ghost!"
I rolled my eyes. Scarier than a ghost? Shit, I'd have to see for myself. What kind of woman is scarier than a ghost?
The reason the "No Man's Village" is called "No Man's Village" is because no one lives there. However, its location isn't remote; other villages can be found just a few hundred meters away. The village is surrounded by vegetable fields, and people are always working there during the day, so it's not exactly deserted.
However, when entering, there was only a small path that was only wide enough for one person to pass through. The taxi driver said that there was originally a no-entry sign at the intersection, but after the group of tourists disappeared, the sign could no longer be seen.
Walking along the path, I suddenly saw two blue brick houses. Perhaps because the trees outside were too tall, these buildings could not be seen from the outside.
When you first enter, you can see several holes that are almost half a meter wide. The taxi driver said that these holes were basically dug by gold diggers. Because there are gold nuggets buried in the legendary uninhabited village, many gold diggers have come here to dig in the past.
What surprised me was that when I walked into the deserted village, I found that almost every inch of the ground near every house had been dug up, which showed that this place was once in a mess.
I asked them with a smile, if there really were gold nuggets here, those residents who moved away would have taken them away long ago, so how could they be left for others to dig?
The taxi driver nodded and said yes, if there really was gold, it would have been dug up by the previous residents in minutes.
He didn't understand what he meant, he just heard it. Maybe this was really a mystery, but after all, there is no smoke without fire. It was hard to say whether the taxi driver was joking or there was something else going on.
However, I didn't pay much attention to it. After all, I came to this deserted village to look for "rotten grass", so whether there were gold nuggets or not was not important to me. Of course, if there were, I would be happy to take a few away with me!
"People die for money and birds die for food. You are thinking about the gold bars, and others are thinking about you. There is something wrong with these two men at first glance, so you should be careful." Su Xiaoniu reminded me.
"I know, I saw that coming," I shrugged nonchalantly. If it had just been the man in the straw hat who'd taken me to the deserted village on his motorcycle, I wouldn't have been wary. But this taxi driver made me suspicious. Why would he get involved when he couldn't just drive a taxi? And he even answered every question I asked. Too enthusiastic, wasn't he?
Su Xiaoniu said lazily, "The man on the motorcycle smells of rotting flesh. He must have been fed on corpses for years, which is why he has a pale face, dull eyes, a lifeless appearance, and is taciturn. He might be a frequent visitor to that cadaver dig site. You might want to pay him a small fee to lead the way; it could save you a lot of time. But be careful of the man behind you; he's always targeting you, so be careful."
I nodded, then asked the man in the straw hat, "Brother, is there a place called 'corpse digging ground' in this deserted village?"
The man in the straw hat kept driving his motorcycle without even turning his head. He said, "Yes, I go there often. Where are you going?"
I said yes, and the taxi driver behind me took the opportunity to say, "Going to that kind of place is too scary. I'll have to ask for at least 300 yuan in tips..."
Three hundred? Damn, why don’t you just go and rob it!
But now I had to ask for help, so I had no choice but to take out three hundred yuan. The taxi driver took the money and smiled at me: "Young man, you are so generous. I like customers like you!"
I was completely annoyed. I asked the man in the straw hat to take me there, and I was planning to pay him. Why are you, a taxi driver, joining in the fun? Even if you're friends, there's no need to blatantly steal his business, right?
But seeing that the man in the straw hat didn't react at all and didn't seem to object to the taxi driver taking the money, I kept quiet.
The journey was relatively uneventful, though the silence of this small path was truly unnerving. The village is surrounded by ditches and ponds, and bordered by a dense forest of weeds and trees. It takes a great deal of courage to venture alone into this deserted village. The eerie, desolate, and desolate atmosphere permeates the air, creating a mysterious atmosphere that no wonder it piques the curiosity of tourists.
Finally entering the village, a large banyan tree lingered between two brick roofs. The tree grew on the roof, its roots clinging to the wall, forming a spectacular root wall.
The taxi driver pointed at the dilapidated houses in the village and explained that after the last two terrified families evacuated eight years ago, Dengbian Village had become completely deserted. The deserted village, 800 meters long and 600 meters wide, was abruptly transformed into a ten-meter-thick green wall by tall old trees and interwoven vines. Nothing resembling a village could be seen. The passage of time had shrouded it in a mysterious aura.
In this deserted village known as the "ghost village", the trees block out the sun and are almost airtight. The atmosphere is filled with emptiness, loneliness and fear.
"People who can come to a place like this to seek excitement are indeed not ordinary people..." I rubbed my palms filled with cold sweat and sighed secretly.
The man in the straw hat said the exhumation site was behind the village, but the motorcycle couldn't get in. I got out of the car, and the man in the straw hat led the way. I walked in the middle, and the taxi driver followed behind. I asked the taxi driver why he wanted to go too. He smiled and said that his friend could be a bit crazy, and to protect me, he had to keep an eye on me.
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