Seeing this, Yin Zhuyue exclaimed in surprise: "How interesting, this guy is trying to divert everyone's attention.

Sure enough, the people in Ying Huai's team are not that stupid."

“…”

Jiang Ji rubbed his sore wrist and was too lazy to respond to him.

Toxic fan, can always trace everything back to the real person.

Everyone thinks that the little golden retriever is not good enough, but he will become a shining meteor, illuminating the dark nights of many people as he passes through the night sky.

Ah Jin walked in front, reminding everyone to be careful of the pits under their feet. Noticing everyone's hesitant expressions, he turned his head slightly mysteriously and lowered his voice: "I know what you want to ask.

In fact, when I first arrived at this place, I felt that it was very familiar. Believe it or not, I had a similar dream when I went home to worship my ancestors two years ago, and the current development is exactly the same as in my dream. "

"Maybe my ancestors thought I had this disaster in my life, so they sent me a dream..." Ah Jin's face was full of piety, "It's no wonder that when I was a child, I wrote my name on every ghost banknote before burning it. It turns out that my ancestors love me."

Everyone: “…”

I am speechless. Writing your own name on the ghost money, isn't that just burning paper for yourself? Which kid is so useless?

Several people were skeptical, but they really couldn't think of any other reason.

Fang Hao is most familiar with Ajin, and he was the first one to believe his buddy. When he saw that beating really worked on Ajin's mother, he was very envious.

"That's great. I hope my ancestors can also give me some help in my dreams."

The remaining few people who didn't speak made up their minds that if they got out alive this time, they would go home and burn more paper and write their names on it!

Huaxia Live Room.

[…Why am I so unconvinced? ]

[What else can you do? Do you really believe that it is the Sinchon TV City that is behind this? They can’t wait to hate China.]

[Precognitive dreams, I've had them too. I once dreamed that my dad would beat me when he got home from get off work, but I didn't take it seriously. Guess what? He found the test papers I had hidden and gave me a good beating.]

[I dreamed of a bus crash. I was trapped in the nightmare and couldn't wake up. I missed the bus that day, and then the bus really crashed on the way.]

[Ancestor (making phone calls in the underground): Yes, yes, yes, that brat who scribbled on the money. What can I do if I don’t help him? He is the only person in my family who has a job…]

Seeing the thoughtful expressions of these colleagues, Ajin felt a little relieved. This should be fine.

He had no idea what would happen next, but he felt that the prophet had him rehearse these strange stories before arriving in Kyoto instead of reminding himself to avoid them. There must be something behind this.

Everyone present knew very well that they were dragged into Kyoto most likely as pawns in a game, but no one complained.

The headquarters couldn't just sit there and do nothing. The Night Watch was probably involved, and Jin felt that his teammates would definitely do something. He openly attracted all kinds of attention, including from the "New Village TV City", to himself, so as to create opportunities for their actions.

At the same time, he was also afraid that these companions would cause trouble.

Since it is a team challenge competition, the meanings of "all survived" and "only he survived" are definitely different. Ajin knows that the following "cassock hanging" and "corpse transformation" will require more manpower and physical strength.

He is the only one here who knows the strategy to pass the ghost story, and will make choices that seem incomprehensible to others, but this is the most correct escape route, and he needs his companions to believe in him unconditionally.

In the face of life and death, trust is hard to come by.

There is no chance to go back and start over here.

They walked to a small fenced courtyard, and a woman in a blue headscarf walked out of the courtyard with a smile on her face: "The bed is made for you, and the stove is also vacated for you, go and use it."

"Thank you, auntie."

Ajin turned and walked towards the kitchen, passing the main room and the guest room with ease, which made Aunt Wei behind him stunned.

Everyone was divided into two teams. Ajin and another female psychic lived in Aunt Wei's house, while the other three lived in the young man's house.

But to save trouble, everyone eats together.

The kitchen is on the side of the courtyard, with a shed that is ventilated on all sides.

The stove has been cleaned and there is not much dust. The pots and pans have not been used for a long time. It is obvious that cooking is not done very often.

The chicken and dog meat here are not edible, and rice and vegetables are also not edible, as they are all rotten. The only thing they can eat is peach petals.

Under his arrangement, Fang Hao and other psychics washed the pot again, scooped stream water from the vat and boiled it. Ah Jin then threw all the flower petals in his pocket into the pot without adding any seasoning, and scooped them out after boiling them into a paste.

People with special abilities usually don’t have time to cook, and few of them have good cooking skills. The appearance of their dishes makes the audience in the live broadcast room twitch in the face.

In fact, you won't starve to death if you don't eat for three days. Ah Jin asked everyone to pick up these peach petals to eat in order to suppress the miasma here.

Each person has a heavy, smooth bowl.

The beautiful peach blossoms lose their fragrance after being steamed.

Fang Hao took a bite and his expression twisted for a moment. He felt it was hard to swallow: "It's a waste of effort. I might as well eat it raw."

"If you don't mind that these peach blossoms have grown plump from absorbing nutrients from rotting corpses, you can eat them raw," said Ajin.

The others thought about that scene and silently lowered their heads to eat.

Ah Jin took the medicine quickly, as if he had lost his sense of taste. Then he squatted under the eaves, his mind wandering and no one knew what he was thinking about.

[Taoyuan Village] The last rule.

[Please remember, when the cocks crow and the dogs bark at the same time, it is the day you leave. Do not agree to stay and do not look back.]

There is no other way to leave Peach Blossom Spring. This copy does not last long. On the third night, roosters will crow and dogs will bark at the same time.

The barking of dogs and the crowing of roosters would occur at the same time every three days.

The strange power will continue to grow stronger as time goes by. They have no special abilities to protect themselves, so it will be basically impossible for them to escape if they miss the first chance.

Cocks crow at dawn and dogs bark at night.

Daytime is Yang and nighttime is Yin.

Taoxi is at the junction of yin and yang, and it is usually impossible to leave. Only at this time can you break through the ghost wall and escape from this tomb village.

This is the only way to leave Taoyuan Village.

Three days is already an extremely fast pace in ghost stories. This village is far from being as peaceful and tranquil as it appears, and is filled with murderous intent everywhere.

The weirdness in Peach Blossom Spring is typical Chinese ghosts. Without special powers, they cannot even touch the spirits. Only the peach wood branches in their hands can cause some damage in the early stage.

A broken peach wood branch can only maintain its evil-repelling effect for half a day.

Naturally fallen peach wood branches can last for a day.

There is nothing unusual about the different branches from the outside. Even if the peach branches lose their effect, these cunning creatures will continue to pretend to be afraid and dare not approach, and only reveal their vicious nature at night.

Ajin was fooled several times by their superb acting skills.