The next morning.
Fang Xiu received a call saying that the action team had arrived in the mountainous area near Heishui Village, but because the mountain roads were difficult to travel by car, they were walking to Heishui Village and were expected to arrive in an hour.
After arranging to meet the action team in the middle of the Blackwater River, Fang Xiu led everyone into Blackwater Village.
It's worth mentioning that he wore sunglasses that he had prepared in advance.
He was going to verify his hypothesis. It was too late yesterday, and he hadn't seen any of the other villagers. Today, he was going to check the hair of the other villagers.
Upon entering Heishui Village, their group attracted the attention of countless villagers as they walked through the village.
Many villagers had already gone out to work, some farming, others herding livestock.
Fang Xiu and his companions' clothing was out of place in the village; they looked like they came from a big city, which attracted the attention of many villagers.
However, most of the villagers' eyes were filled with curiosity, not hostility.
It's possible that the village chief had already informed the villagers that reporters would be coming.
While the villagers were sizing up Fang Xiu and his group, they were also sizing up the villagers.
The more I looked, the more alarmed I became, because without exception, all the villagers had jet-black, shiny hair.
"Brother Xiu, what exactly is going on? Did these villagers all grow up eating black sesame seeds?" Zhao Hao asked, his voice trembling slightly.
"Where can you find black sesame seeds with such potent effects? I just saw several elderly people with hair like that, jet black and shiny, without a single gray hair," the fat man chimed in.
While everyone was looking at his hair, Fang Xiu's gaze drifted around.
No weirdness whatsoever! Not a single weirdness whatsoever!
This time, Fang Xiu was absolutely certain: there really wasn't a single strange creature in the entire Blackwater Village!
Why is this happening? If it's because entering the Ghost Realm makes it impossible to see the illusory and eerie things all over the streets, then why are there signals in the Ghost Realm?
Just because it's an encrypted phone issued by the Bureau of Investigation?
However, when Fang Xiu took out his ordinary cell phone, he found that it also had a signal, although the signal was a little weaker in the mountains.
Fang Xiu didn't understand. There were too many strange secrets, and he probably only knew the tip of the iceberg. Many strange things were inexplicable.
At this moment, he walked towards an old man who was sunbathing. The old man was much older than the village chief, with deep wrinkles on his face and an old pipe in his hand, smoking in the sun.
"Sir, may I ask how you take care of your hair? You look so old, how come your hair is even blacker and shinier than that of young people?"
The old man looked at Fang Xiu with surprise: "Why are you making fun of an old man like me, young man from the city? My hair has been white for ten years, where is it black and shiny?"
Upon hearing the old man's words, Shen Lingxue and the others were instantly startled, staring intently at the old man's thick, black hair, feeling a chill run down their spines.
Fang Xiu remained calm and said, "I'm sorry, I misread it."
After saying that, he turned and left with Shen Lingxue and the others.
After walking a distance, Zhao Hao couldn't help but ask, "Was that old man's hair black or white? Am I colorblind? It looked black to me."
“It looks black to me too,” the fat man agreed.
“These villagers are suspicious; they have most likely been affected by something strange,” Shen Lingxue asserted. “Some people affected by something strange will exhibit some strange characteristics, usually manifesting as physical weakness, emotional abnormalities, and neurasthenia, but other influences cannot be ruled out.”
Fang Xiu glanced at her and calmly said, "How can you be sure that it's the villagers who are affected, and not us?"
Everyone was slightly startled, and Zhao Hao and the fat man turned pale.
Just then, voices suddenly came from afar.
"Miss Shen, so you're here."
The visitor was none other than Wang Fugui, the village chief's grandson.
Wang Fugui jogged over, panting, and asked, "Miss Chen, you're up really early. I was just about to call you for breakfast this morning, but I found no one in the room."
The group looked at Wang Fugui's shiny black hair with noticeably strange expressions, especially Zhao Hao and the fat man. Knowing that the villagers might be strange, they found it difficult to show the same politeness and friendliness as before.
Fortunately, Shen Lingxue was a seasoned spirit master and did not show any unusual behavior. Instead, she said with a normal expression, "Yes, we are used to getting up early, after all, we still have work to do."
"Are you about to start filming? Let me take you to a scenic spot."
"We don't need it today. We plan to explore on our own first and call you when we need it later."
Wang Fugui was clearly disappointed: "But it's very dangerous in the mountains. There might be wild boars around. It will be very inconvenient for you to go without someone to guide you."
“It’s alright. We often go out on missions and have some wilderness survival experience. We’ve been to places even more remote than this. You don’t need to worry. Let’s explore on our own this afternoon, and then you can lead the way.”
Wang Fugui was clearly not good with words and didn't know how to refuse. Hearing Shen Lingxue say this, he could only nod in agreement.
"Alright then, but if you're exploring on your own, just don't go to the middle of the Blackwater River."
Shen Lingxue's heart skipped a beat, and she asked casually, "Oh? Why can't we go to the middle of the Blackwater River?"
Wang Fugui looked somewhat frightened, as if he had thought of something terrifying.
"Anyway, don't ask anymore. My grandfather doesn't allow the promotion of superstition, but more than one person in the village says that the place is haunted, so please don't go there."
Seeing that she couldn't get any more information, Shen Lingxue finally nodded, indicating that she understood.
Wang Fugui then left.
Shortly after, Fang Xiu's phone rang.
"Investigator Fang, the 10th Special Operations Team is in position."
"Okay, we'll be there soon."
Fang Xiu hung up the phone and said to the group, "Don't worry about the villagers for now. Let's deal with the strange thing in the Blackwater River first."
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