Chapter 211 Jinjiang
Although according to Liu Ming, the village chief's family often entertains guests and has good conditions.
But from Yan Shixun's point of view, this was definitely not a place with good conditions. The room only had the most basic furniture and not a single unnecessary thing.
Walking all the way from the end of the corridor, all the rooms with open doors only had a bed in the middle, with nothing around them, as if...
Funeral hall.
There is no custom in China to place the bed in the middle. Only the coffin is placed in the center of the house.
The structure in which the door of the room faces the window, the window faces the bed, and the doors outside the room face each other is neither in line with feng shui nor in line with living habits.
The wind in the mountains is cold. Living in such a windy place not only makes you feel insecure psychologically, but you may also get sick physically due to the wind.
When this house was first built, no consideration was given to the issue of it being inhabited by strangers.
And Liu Ming could point to a house like this and say it was in good condition...
Liu Ming obviously knew that no matter how good the conditions were, they would come to live here, so even his excuses were so perfunctory, and he was not afraid of being exposed by them.
It was as if Liu Ming didn't care about their excuses either.
Yan Shixun had a feeling that both Liu Ming and they knew that the other was not telling the truth, but no one cared.
Liu Ming wanted to keep them in the village, and even deliberately led them to the village chief's house.
Yan Shixun, on the other hand, wanted to find out what was affecting the downstream area upstream of Changshou Village, which made the guide deeply fearful until his death.
Even if you know there is a problem, you still have to go in.
Seeing Yan Shixun's gloomy expression, Nantian suddenly felt a little cold, as if wind was blowing in from every crack in the room.
Nantian swallowed his saliva and asked Yan Shixun silently: Brother Yan, are we leaving now?
Yan Shixun retracted his thoughts and shook his head gently: Liu Ming said that I need to see what tomorrow's festival is about. At least we have to wait until tomorrow before we can leave.
Yan Shixun was somewhat helpless about Nantian's unexpected appearance.
He specifically left the program crew in the longevity village downstream to prevent himself from getting into danger while investigating the situation and not being able to take care of the people around him.
But I didn't expect that Nantian would still be here.
Nan Tian's account of his experience in coming to the Changshou Village upstream also made Yan Shixun more alert.
He realized that the problems in Changshou Village had a long history and were not formed in recent years. This also meant that once he explored deeper, there would be more dangerous things waiting for him in places he could not see.
Yan Shixun wanted to send Nantian away to prevent him from being affected and hurt. But so far, he has not found a way to leave the village.
Therefore, even though he felt helpless, he could only keep Nantian by his side and watch over him.
And tomorrow's festival...
Before Yan Shixun could ask, he suddenly noticed that Nantian looked a little anxious. Ever since he said he would wait for the festival tomorrow, Nantian had been glancing at the door intentionally or unintentionally.
As if afraid that something would rush in from outside the door.
Yan Shixun frowned and asked silently: Do you know about the festival here?
He knew that Nantian was a person who was afraid of ghosts. The reason why Nantian behaved like this must be that Nantian himself knew something and thought there might be a ghost outside the door.
And Nantian made such a reaction just after he mentioned the festival.
Yan Shixun had some guesses in his mind.
Since Nantian’s hometown is nearby and he encountered ghosts when he was a child, he may indeed know something about what is happening in the nearby mountains.
Ever since Nantian took the opportunity to tell everyone a ghost story in Jiazifen Village about his encounter with a ghost when he was a child, Yan Shixun has been paying attention to Nantian.
After all, not everyone will have such an experience.
Even if an ordinary person bumps into something unclean due to low Yang energy, it is only temporary. As long as the Yang energy is restored afterwards, ghosts and monsters will be afraid of being burned and injured and stay away from him.
However, Nantian clearly stated that even after he became an adult, he still dreamed about his childhood experience of encountering ghosts.
This can only mean one thing.
——Those ghostly auras and causes and effects have been entangled with Nantian, and have already penetrated through the epidermis and seeped into the soul.
That's why no matter how many temples and Taoist temples Nantian went to, he couldn't find any problems.
Because that is no longer a problem of the person, but the cause and effect within the soul.
This made Yan Shixun confused.
Even at the three-way intersection, one of the most dangerous situations for encountering ghosts, and at a time when a large number of people had died in the village and the yin energy was thick and dense, Nantian was almost taken to the dark road by a ghost when he was a child. But that was only what happened that year.
So many years have passed, it's time to put the old account behind us.
What's more, Nantian has never encountered a ghost since then. His fear of ghosts is purely due to the psychological trauma from his childhood. This also proves that there is no problem with Nantian's luck now.
But the nightmare from that year has been haunting Nantian, and even led him here...
Yan Shixun couldn't help but start to doubt the village where Nantian's hometown was, and Nantian's grandmother.
According to Nantian, from what he overheard in his parents' conversation, everyone in his hometown village, including his grandmother, had died, and he indeed had not heard anything about the village in all these years. His parents kept silent about it and were extremely secretive about it.
It seemed that as long as they told Nantian what happened that year, Nantian would die.
After Nantian became an adult and entered the entertainment industry, he once drove to his hometown village according to his memory.
But that's easier said than done.
There are hundreds of thousands of mountains in the southern region, with forests overlapping one another. The deeper you go into the mountains, the more danger you will face. Even a professional expedition team with the most professional and complete equipment may fail here, not to mention Nan Tian, an entertainment star who has not received any training.
Besides, Nantian was too young when he was sent out of the mountain by the old lady, and he only had a vague memory of the route out of the mountain.
Now, more than 20 years have passed. He has grown from a young child into a mature adult. With the passage of time and the changes of the world, the road he took back then has long disappeared in the weeds of the dense forest. Even the reference points on the route that could serve as memory points can no longer be found.
Nantian circled around Nanming Mountain several times in vain, but had to leave with regret.
Later, he asked people he knew to find out the current situation of the village, but the village at that time was located deep in the mountains and did not even have a formal name. It was also very old and had not been processed on a large scale by information technology.
It’s too difficult to find.
Nantian was unwilling to accept this, but he also knew that perhaps he would never be able to return to the village that held all his childhood memories.
However, in Yan Shixun's view, this matter became suspicious.
If Nantian's parents were not wrong, the entire village was wiped out, leaving only Nantian, who escaped before the disaster came.
Are the sacrifices and gods mentioned by Grandma Nan the cause of the disaster?
What was the purpose of going into the mountains when she talked about it?
Yan Shixun was unable to ask Grandma Nan, so the Nan Tian in front of him became the only bridge between him and the tragedy that happened decades ago.
Under Yan Shixun's calm and questioning gaze, Nantian first subconsciously shook his head quickly, but ultimately he could not resist the pressure brought by Yan Shixun's eyes. After a while, he nodded hesitantly again.
Nantian said silently: "My hometown is next to Nanming Mountain. When I was a kid, I loved playing and always went into the mountain to play, so I have some impression of it. The shape of the mountain here looks very similar to Nanming Mountain."
Because Nantian's grandmother was in charge of all the major and minor events in the village, Nantian was influenced by her and knew a lot of important activities and procedures in the village.
For example, the village in my hometown holds grand ceremonies during the four solar terms.
The most important festival for the villagers is the Beginning of Winter Festival.
During every Beginning of Winter ceremony, the bodies of villagers who died that year would be used to pray to heaven and earth, begging for peace and prosperity for the villagers in the coming year.
In the distant past, sacrifices were made using living humans and animals. In some cultures, the humans and animals used in sacrifices were even slaughtered on the spot.
Later, steamed buns replaced human heads and suckling pig with fragrant fruits became a common sacrifice.
But for some folk customs located deep in the mountains and with little contact with the outside world, the ancient customs will still continue.
It’s just that the village where Nantian came from used dead bodies.
The villagers who died that year would be respectfully dug out of their graves the night before the sacrifice and placed on the altar as a proof of the village's respect for heaven and earth.
After all the rituals are completed and the ceremony is over, the body will be returned to the grave with respect by everyone, and the family members of the body who are still alive will also receive respect from the villagers for a whole year.
Because in their view, it is the dead who have blocked all illnesses and disasters for them and blessed them with safety and health.
However, if the corpse has just died or has turned into bones, it would not be so bad.
I was afraid that the body would be half-rotten and dug out by the villagers.
When Nantian was a child, he was like all other children: naughty and playful.
Although every time there was a festival, the old lady would lock Nan Tian at home and refuse to let him attend.
But one year, Nantian, with the help of the old dog at home, climbed over the wall by stepping on the dog's back.
Then, Xiao Nantian saw the dead body placed on the platform from a distance.
The half-rotten flesh was black, and pus had dyed the white cloth a burnt yellow, dripping onto the ground along the cloth.
Among the flesh and blood, there were pale bones, but a closer look revealed that they were piles of wriggling maggots.
The white maggots moved slowly with mucus, then accidentally rolled down and fell to the ground, still wriggling their fat white bodies, which made people's scalps tingle.
Xiao Nantian was so scared that he wanted to cry out, but the old lady had already noticed his presence and rushed over to take him home and locked the door.
From then on, Nantian felt a sense of affinity with all ceremonies.
In his mind, mentioning the festival reminded him of the scene that happened many years ago.
When Liu Ming mentioned the festival before, Nantian was completely alone at the time, and he had to bite the bullet and persevere even though he was scared.
But now with Yan Shixun here, Nantian seemed to have found his backbone. After relaxing, he naturally revealed his original emotions, which was noticed by Yan Shixun.
Under Yan Shixun's questioning, Nantian told everything he knew like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
At the end, he continued to explain: I'm not afraid that there are ghosts outside, I just want to check if the door is locked.
Yan Shixun was amused by Nantian's attempt to save face, but he did not expose Nantian's little thoughts. He just nodded and pretended to believe it.
Nantian also touched his nose a little embarrassedly.
I'm almost thirty years old, but I'm still afraid of so many things... It's really embarrassing to say it out loud.
Yan Shixun quickly stopped smiling and frowned at the sacrifice that Nantian mentioned.
Although using corpses for sacrifice does sound uncomfortable, it does not harm lives and is their own custom and culture, so outsiders cannot say anything about it.
However, when the village was still normal, dead bodies were used.
So…what if the village isn’t normal anymore?
Yan Shixun heard it very clearly. According to what Nantian said, Grandma Nan despised the villagers and once said directly that some villagers sent their previously born baby girls into the mountains in order to have a boy. The newborn baby boy was born at the cost of the death of six baby girls, and the mother also died in childbirth.
As for the other villagers who died, Grandma Nan said bluntly that they deserved it and that the dead were kept in the underworld by the King of Hell because of their sins.
However, Grandma Nan didn't know that after experiencing the Yin Road, Yan Shixun, who had even walked back and forth in the abyss of hell and saw the ruins after the collapse of the underworld with his own eyes, knew it very well.
——Where is the King of Hell?
As early as a hundred years ago, the King of Hell had died under the avenue, and even the underworld was only barely able to maintain its operation because of the power left by the King of Hell. In the end, even the underworld officials gradually got out of control and began to embezzle.
Under such difficult circumstances, how could the underworld possibly patrol the human world and bring so many villagers to the underworld for trial one by one?
This made Yan Shixun suspicious.
However, Nantian's experience also shows that many people did die in the village that year, and what Grandma Nan said was not false.
From Nantian's narration, Yan Shixun pieced together the image of Grandma Nan bit by bit. In his opinion, Grandma Nan was not the type to use human sacrifice.
Or did many things happen in the village after Nantian was sent away that Nantian didn't know about?
Yan Shixun thought so and began to doubt the festival tomorrow that Liu Ming mentioned.
It is also the beginning of winter, and festivals are also held during the solar terms.
The customs of the village that Liu Ming described are exactly the same as those of the village in Nantian’s hometown.
Moreover, Liu Ming also said that tomorrow's festival would be the most grand and solemn one, and they would have to leave the village for it.
If the ceremony in Changshou Village is similar to the custom described by Nantian, then Changshou Village should prepare the corpse tonight.
But seeing that Liu Ming was still leisurely entertaining the guests and preparing meals, it didn't seem like he was going to be busy in the evening.
Where did the sacrifice come from?
The more Yan Shixun tried to sort out Nantian's words, the more doubts he became about Changshou Village.
He looked up at Nantian who was still waiting anxiously in front of him, and made a decision.
"Let's go and take a walk around the village."
A fake smile appeared on Yan Shixun's handsome face: "The scenery here is so beautiful, it would be a pity not to take a look before dark."
Nantian was confused and didn't know why Yan Shixun suddenly mentioned wanting to go to the village to take a look.
He wanted to say that he didn't want to go out, and only a small room with a locked door could make him feel at ease.
However, when he thought that if Yan Shixun left, he would have to stay alone in the empty room, Nantian felt a little scared.
Whenever he thought about that scene, he felt extremely suspicious, as if there were peeping ghosts hiding in every crack in the wall.
Even when Nantian looked at the wall connecting to the next door, he felt as if he was hallucinating. He actually saw a faint red eye staring at him from the gap in the wooden board.
Nan Tian was startled, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Yan Shixun, who was facing the wall, saw the fear on Nan Tian's face. He immediately became alert and turned around to look.
But the walls were empty, with nothing on them except the wooden boards used to build the small building.
Yan Shixun walked cautiously to the wall, his slender fingers fell on the wooden board, and slid along the wooden slats little by little.
But he didn't notice anything unusual from the beginning to the end.
He looked sideways at Nantian suspiciously, silently asking him what he saw.
Nantian's face turned pale. After calming down, he just shook his head, saying that he was probably too scared and saw it wrong.
However, after such a scare, Nantian didn't dare to stay in the room alone anymore.
His little courage was evaporated by the hallucination he just had.
Nantian followed Yan Shixun out of the door, and the two pretended to be relaxed as they were going out for fun. Nantian, who was still frightened, buried his fear deep in his eyes and used his strongest willpower to control his expression, making himself look normal.
However, when walking down the stairs, Yan Shixun keenly caught some sound.
“Boom, boom!”
It was like someone was hopping on one foot on the floor, staggering, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily.
The source of the sound was the room on the other side of the first floor.
At first glance, Yan Shixun noticed that the turbid yellow liquid had penetrated a larger area at the crack under the door than before, turning the entire bottom of the wooden board black.
An unknown liquid, emitting a fishy and unpleasant odor and foaming in the air, was slowly seeping out from under the door.
Yan Shixun walked forward calmly, making himself look like he was passing by the door unintentionally.
However, just as he approached the outside of the room, all the sounds disappeared.
There was only silence.
It seemed that the sounds Yan Shixun heard just now were all his illusions.
Many people doubt their own judgment in their daily lives.
When something is moved, besides the initial sharpness of perception, the more you think about it, the more you will think you have misremembered it. When you hear a strange noise while sitting at home, besides the initial shock and vigilance, if the noise stops, you will also doubt whether you have misheard it.
The human brain always makes people prefer safety and avoid danger.
However, Yan Shixun believed in himself and also believed in his own judgment.
——In this room, there was indeed something making strange noises, and an inexplicably foul-smelling liquid was leaking.
At this time, Liu Ming, who was humming a mountain tune in the kitchen, seemed to have eyes on his back and noticed the two people in the living room.
He wiped his hands and came out to greet them warmly.
"Are you hungry, sir? I'm so sorry, the village chief is nowhere to be found, and it took me a while to prepare the food."
"Please sit upstairs. I'll be right there."
There was guilt on Liu Ming's face, but no one would blame him. They would only think that he was a sincere and enthusiastic person.
Yan Shixun also said some polite words, praised Liu Ming, expressed his gratitude and trust in Liu Ming, and then stated his real purpose.
"Sorry to trouble you again, don't worry, just take your time."
Yan Shixun looked sincere and caring for the other person, but he said, "We are going out to see the scenery. We will probably need to wait a while before coming back. You can take your time. It just so happens that we haven't seen the village chief yet. When we come back, the village chief will probably be back soon. We will thank him again."
As he spoke, Yan Shixun never stopped walking and naturally stepped out of the door of the small wooden building. Before turning around, he waved sincerely at Liu Ming.
Then he grabbed Nantian and left without looking back.
There was no intention to give Liu Ming any time to react.
“Hey!”
Liu Ming became anxious and wanted to chase after them to stop the two men.
But at this moment, a loud "bang" came from the room on the first floor.
The sound was very loud, as if something heavy had fallen from mid-air and hit the ground hard.
Liu Ming looked at the room next to him, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and felt secretly resentful.
But he could only look at the backs of Yan Shixun and the other man with deep resentment as they left, and then walked towards the room angrily.
"What are you fussing about!"
Liu Ming punched the door, his originally warm and sincere face twisted and ferocious because of anger: "This is a gift for you, giving you a chance to stay away from the torture of birth, aging, sickness and death. Don't be shameless!"
He did not hold back his strength in this punch, causing the door panel to shake violently.
And the things in the room seemed to be frightened and became quiet again.
Liu Ming looked disdainful and snorted, "Even if you regret it, it's too late now."
"Long life, long life. If you want it, then of course you have to give something for it."
Looking at the room that had become quiet again, Liu Ming snorted and looked up at the top of his head again.
"Those are probably going to be ready soon..."
He murmured in a low voice: "I think it's almost ready to use. Let the village chief tell the master."
As if he had thought of something, Liu Ming's face turned red with excitement and his breathing became rapid and heavy.
"Tomorrow's festival will definitely, definitely be a success!"
There was fanatical admiration in his eyes: "After tomorrow, we will truly be free from all suffering! Ha, ha ha ha ha——!"
The laughter broke the sound, making the normal voice become distorted and terrifying.
The entire small wooden building fell silent in an instant, and all the tiny sounds that had been blending into the white noise of the mountains also stopped.
After a long while, Liu Ming stopped laughing.
Liu Ming turned around and staggered towards the kitchen, but he kept murmuring excitedly: "The eight sufferings of life: birth, old age, sickness, and death, failure to obtain what you want, meeting with those you hate, and separation from those you love... It's too painful, too painful, mortals cannot escape it, but we are different, we are happy."
"This is what life should be..."
In the deathly silence, Liu Ming's voice seemed so creepy.
And on the second floor, in those locked rooms that could not be opened.
The bed in the center was covered with pale sheets and was empty all around.
A man in mountaineering clothes was lying on the bed, his face pale, his eyes closed, and his mouth bloodless. He looked like a corpse displayed in a funeral home, being placed in the hall for farewell.
In another room, there was also a man lying in mountaineering gear.
There is the next one, and the next one...
If Yan Shixun was here, he would be surprised to find that—
Among these people, there were several faces he had seen before.
It was those people that the program crew met in the B&B outside the mountain when they entered the mountain.
They told the program team that some of them came to experience the beautiful scenery of the longevity village, while others came to try their luck because they were seriously ill and did not want to burden their families.
The program crew also raised questions when they entered the downstream longevity village but did not see them.
The guide and the villagers from Changshou Village downstream just said that they must have lost their way and taken a long detour, so they hadn't arrived yet.
But now…
They lie here.
But there is no more life outside the mountain.
Only the cold deathly air remained.
…
After Yan Shixun brought Nantian into the village, he did not follow the route Liu Ming took him in, but boldly walked deeper into the village.
Nantian looked at the houses around him that looked similar in appearance, and felt creepy in the dead silence without any human presence.
"Brother Yan."
Nantian's voice was a little shaky: "If we walk like this, will we get lost?"
Getting lost in a deserted village or mountain, unable to find a place to go back to, and eventually starving to death outside...
Just imagining that scene made Nantian so scared that he couldn't breathe.
Because of his childhood experiences, Nantian only feels at ease in a small room with doors and windows closed.
In a wilderness like this or an abandoned village with no one around, Nantian felt his heart was in a state of panic and he didn't know where to put it.
Yan Shixun's steps remained steady, without a trace of fear or anxiety on his calm face. He walked leisurely on the path in the village, as naturally as if he was taking a walk in the park downstairs from his home.
However, it was not only Nantian who was scared, but also the audience squatting in front of Yan Shixun's split screen.
[As a city kid who had never been near mountains and rivers, I thought I would like an idyllic life. Now seeing this village... I'm sorry, I was too naive!]
[Oh my god, this village is so scary! Where have all the people gone? Even if they all went out to work, it shouldn’t be like this, right? I live in my hometown village, but I didn’t feel scared until I saw this. I’ll go lock the door first and come back! ]
[Oh shit! I used to laugh at Nantian, saying that he was a man and was afraid of everything. What a coward. But if I were in a place like this, I wouldn't be able to stand it either! I was wrong.]
[Wow, wow, wow, please have pity on the child. My parents are out playing, and I am sleeping alone in a big villa on the mountain. Now I can already hear the sound of someone passing by the door. It's so scary! Help me, help me! ]
[Watching the live broadcast, I felt so cold for no reason, no matter how thick the clothes I wore were.]
[I think I will never be able to look directly at the ivy on the walls of old buildings again... This looks really scary! Is there a dead body inside?]
When Yan Shixun was brought here by Liu Ming, he learned from Liu Ming that there were very few villagers in Changshou Village.
The abandoned wooden buildings here are like waste that has been metabolized, piled up layer by layer. They have changed from warm homes to deserted graveyards of old things.
Because the village is located in a depression, surrounded by mountains on all sides and next to a river, it is extremely humid, causing these uninhabited wooden buildings to soon be covered with moss.
The green that should have been refreshing would only make people feel panic when placed in an empty and deserted village, as if in those houses surrounded by moss and plants, there was something hiding in the shadows, staring at the visitors.
The life scenes vaguely visible through the windows of the small wooden building added to the atmosphere of horror.
Those clothes and daily necessities that are already covered with dust and even weeds make people wonder what happened here that caused the original owner to leave?
Even the house still looked alive, as if the owner had no idea that he would never come back.
Nantian approached Yan Shixun silently with shaking hands and grabbed his coat sleeve.
Nantian felt that he suddenly understood why Director Zhang relied on Yan Shixun so much on weekdays - he was really scared! Only by getting close to Yan Shixun could he feel a little at ease.
Yan Shixun noticed the person next to him approaching and frowned uncomfortably. He didn't like others getting too close to him.
However, when he lowered his eyes, he saw that Nantian was so scared that he was about to suffocate and looked like he was about to faint in the next second. Although he was unhappy, he could only frown and say nothing.
Tsk.
That's why he wanted to put everyone in the program crew in a safe place.
Otherwise, both of them will come over...
In Yan Shixun's mind, he recalled the scene where he was surrounded and hugged by Lu Xingxing, Zhang Wubing and An Nanyuan.
He suddenly felt that he was about to suffocate.
Fortunately, there is only one Nantian now, which Yan Shixun feels is acceptable.
Then why don't you mind Ye Li getting close to you?
A voice suddenly popped up in his mind and asked Yan Shixun.
He subconsciously stopped and was a little stunned.
I didn’t…
You have.
The voice refuted Yan Shixun's sophistry.
You never felt disgusted when Ye Li approached you.
You let him into your life, occupy a corner in your home, and even got used to seeing Yeli when you turned around.
Why can't others do it, but Yeli can?
The voice questioned Yan Shixun, leaving him speechless and not knowing how to answer.
"Brother Yan?"
When Nantian saw Yan Shixun stopped, he turned back to look at Yan Shixun in confusion, wanting to ask him what was wrong.
His voice immediately brought Yan Shixun's distracted attention back to his original position.
Yan Shixun calmed himself down, his eyes darkened, and he responded to the voice in his mind.
The reason why Ye Li is unique is simply because he is a ghost, not a human.
His body temperature was very low and his breathing was slower than that of ordinary people, so his proximity did not make her feel uncomfortable.
As for myself, I occasionally look to the side out of habit, thinking that Yeli should be there...
It’s just because he has become accustomed to Ye Li’s existence.
Just like Zhang Wubing, didn’t he also go from being annoyed at first to becoming accustomed to it?
Humans are creatures of habit after all.
That's all, there's no other reason.
Yan Shixun's eyes became firm again. He put aside the noise in his mind, turned around, and walked towards the small wooden building next to him with Nantian.
When he came, this small wooden building had already caught his attention.
——With a casual glance, Yan Shixun saw the pale hand bones in the shadows under the mezzanine.
However, when he turned back to check, Yan Shixun was surprised to find that the piece of hand bone that aroused his suspicion had disappeared from the soil under the floor.
This made him even more suspicious of the small wooden building.
When the Martin boots stepped onto the wooden stairs, the severely corroded wooden boards made a "creaking!" sound under the heavy weight, accompanied by several "crackling!" sounds as the boards broke.
This made him wonder whether the wooden board would break completely in the next second, causing them to fall directly without stepping on empty space.
Nantian walked away in fear, his heart full of resistance.
But he also knew that Yan Shixun must have come to check in order to find out the situation. Even if he spoke, it would not change Yan Shixun's mind. Instead, he would only be left outside waiting.
Nantian didn't want to be alone, so he had to bite the bullet and follow Yan Shixun up to the small wooden building.
Yan Shixun's expression was calm, as if nothing could frighten him.
He paused in front of the door, then reached out and pushed it open.
“Squeak, snap—!”
It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time, and the rusty bearings made a teeth-grinding friction sound.
This made Nantian shiver unconsciously.
Many viewers in front of the split screen quickly turned down the volume before they dared to continue watching with trembling hands.
The door was pushed open, and the mountain wind blew into the small wooden building, raising thick dust.
Nantian, who was caught off guard, was choked and started coughing. He quickly used his hands as a fan to fan himself.
Yan Shixun was well prepared. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose, thus avoiding the situation like Nantian, where he had red eyes due to choking.
Yan Shixun's gaze fell on the living room facing the front door. What appeared before him was a room for a person living alone.
The structure here is the same as the small wooden building in Changshou Village downstream, but after seeing the overly simple decoration of the village chief's house, Yan Shixun made a comparison in his mind.
Compared to the village chief’s small wooden building, this place is more like Liu Ming’s small wooden building.
Many of the furniture that come into view, although with rough traces of handmade craftsmanship, are more like furniture and ornaments from outside the mountains than the folk style of the village.
Although the house was covered in dust, it was still fairly tidy.
It seems that the original owner of this house was a person with strong hands-on skills and used to taking care of himself.
The coat draped over the sofa on the first floor caught Yan Shixun's attention.
He walked over and gently lifted the coat.
It's mountain climbing clothing.
Yan Shixun immediately concluded in his mind that judging from the style of the clothes, which were obviously from outside the mountains, someone must have come to Changshou Village in the past because he got lost or for other reasons. And judging from the layout of the room, that person must have lived here for a period of time.
This also makes sense as the room leans towards more modern furniture styles.
However, this style and color...
After brushing the dust off the coat and shaking it off, Yan Shixun looked at it and felt that the coat looked more and more familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
There was a badge sewn on the chest of the coat, which reflected a lifeless cold light due to the change in angle.
Yan Shixun's eyes fixed and he looked over immediately.
The badge had the name of the owner of the clothes written on it, with the word "Captain" written on the back.
In the pocket below the badge, there is a piece of cloth sewn with the owner's blood type and other medical data written on it.
It seems like he is worried that he might get injured and need emergency treatment outside, so he prepares the data that the emergency personnel might need in advance so that he can get treatment faster.
This habit, coupled with mountaineering clothes...
Yan Shixun frowned, held up the coat in his hand, and tried hard to search for past impressions in his mind.
He thought that he probably had not seen this person directly, but had seen a similar image somewhere, but mountain climbing...
Wait, it doesn’t necessarily have to be mountain climbing.
Hikers and backpackers will also choose this style of clothing that is more conducive to outdoor activities and keeping warm.
Yan Shixun recalled that before entering the mountain, the guide had mentioned that there were also hikers coming to the Changshou Village.
Then they lived in seclusion in Changshou Village.
No one ever saw them again.
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