"Uncle, I'm a travel enthusiast who likes adventures and a part-time outdoor anchor." Chen Ge was afraid that the old man would not believe him, so he took out his mobile phone and opened his personal homepage on the short video platform: "I'm very famous on the Internet, you can search for my information."

His words confused the old man, as they were all terms that the old man didn't quite understand: "What is the donkey broadcasting?"

Holding the hoe tightly with both hands, the old man looked at Chen Ge very vigilantly.

"To put it simply, I'm a well-known outdoor travel and adventure enthusiast." Chen Ge talked nonsense. He didn't care whether the old man understood or not. He took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and said, "I got lost in this mountain. I walked a long way before I met someone. Please be kind and tell me how to get back to Jiujiang City."

The old man did not touch Chen Ge's hundred yuan. He stared at Chen Ge, and it was obvious that he did not believe what Chen Ge said.

The two men were in a stalemate in the peach forest. The weather in the mountains was changeable, and the cold wind was mixed with chill, and soon raindrops began to float in the sky.

"It's raining?" Chen Ge spread out his hands and let the raindrops fall into his palms. Once the rain gets heavier, the environment in the mountains will become more complicated, which is very unfavorable for him.

"I don't know where you came from. Our place is called Linguan Village. It's between Linjiang County and Jiujiang. It's far away from the city and there are no cars around. It's difficult for you to go back to Jiujiang." The old man was leaning on his hoe. His legs went weak because of Chen Ge's shouting. Who would have thought that someone would suddenly appear behind him in the middle of the night?

"What should I do then?" Chen Ge looked conflicted, as if he was really worried.

"I can take you out of the mountain, but I think it will take until the middle of the night." The old man took a breath and said, "By the way, there is a village at the foot of the mountain. After I take you out, don't run into the village. Just walk out along the main road."

"Why can't we go into the village? If there's a farm stay, I can stay there for one night."

"I told you not to go in, so don't go in! Why are you talking so much?" The old man said in a stern voice, as if this point was very important.

"But you just said that there are no cars outside. Even if I leave the mountains, I can't get back to Jiujiang. It's going to rain soon. I have to find a place to shelter from the rain, right?"

Chen Ge was telling the truth, and the old man couldn't think of any reason to refute it. He stared at Chen Ge, and both sides fell silent again.

The raindrops gradually grew bigger. The old man had no way to deal with Chen Ge. He was also soft-hearted. “If it rains at night, it will definitely be foggy in the morning. If you don’t mind the trouble, you can stay at my place for the night.”

He took down the lamp and water bottle hanging on the tree branch, dragged the hoe and stopped two or three meters away from Chen Ge: "Are you really from outside?"

"How could it be false?" Chen Ge was not afraid when he saw the old man coming over with a hoe. He took out his phone with one hand and touched the hammer handle behind him with the other hand: "You can find my information and live video by just searching on the Internet. You see, this person is me."

Chen Ge showed the old man the live video of himself before he encountered the mental patient in the third ward. This was the only relatively normal live clip he could find.

“Have you ever been on TV?”

"That's about it. I'm pretty famous in Jiujiang."

Seeing Chen Ge in the video on his phone and the many comments below, the old man nodded and said, "No wonder, most people wouldn't come here so late at night."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that he had missed something, picked up his hoe and turned his attention: "Come with me."

Chen Ge and the old man walked through the peach forest and saw four wooden houses after walking for about a few minutes.

"You live in the first room. After I turn off the lights, stay in the room honestly. No matter what you hear, don't come out." The old man opened the lock on the first room, but he didn't give the key to Chen Ge.

"What you said is quite scary. There won't be wolves in our place, will there?" Chen Ge made up a story: "I heard that there are old wolves in the deep mountains. When they are exhausted, they imitate human voices in order to lure living people..."

"There are no wolves. Just sleep well. It will be fine if you don't go out." The old man urged Chen Ge to go into the house. After watching Chen Ge go in, he added: "Don't come out, and don't stick your hands and head out. Remember?"

"Don't worry, I'm a timid person and I would never do anything dangerous on purpose." Chen Ge sat obediently at the bottom of the wooden house.

“That’s fine. You have a good rest. I’ll take you out of the mountain tomorrow morning when the fog clears.” After the old man said this, he entered the second wooden house.

"I always feel that there is something weird everywhere." Chen Ge looked around. There was no furniture in the wooden house, only a wooden bed without even bedding on it.

The first wooden house had not been occupied for a long time. There was dust everywhere and spider webs in the corners.

"How can people live in this place? Did the old man give this room to me on purpose? Or are there problems with the other rooms?"

He walked to the door, checked the wooden door, and found something very strange.

Normal door locks are on the inside of the door, but the door lock of this wooden house is on the outside of the door.

"He told me not to go out, but the door couldn't be locked from the inside." Chen Ge felt that the old man must be hiding something. He grabbed the edge of the wooden door and shouted across the wall: "Uncle! I don't even know how to address you?"

"Can you please keep your voice down? I'm not deaf." The old man's voice was obviously trembling, and he seemed very nervous: "My last name is Bai, you should go to bed!"

"good."

Twenty minutes later, Chen Ge shouted to the room next door: "Mr. Bai, are you there?"

"What happened again!"

"It's okay, I just wanted to say thank you to you, may good people have a peaceful life!"

"sleep!"

Chen Ge leaned against the wall with a serious expression on his face. He shouted to the next room twice at intervals of twenty minutes.

Normally, when a person is woken up just after falling asleep, his voice will be a little sleepy and angry.

But Mr. Bai’s response was not like that. He answered twice, not at all sleepy, and his voice was trembling, which meant that he was not asleep at all. It felt like he was waiting for something to arrive!

"Mr. Bai seems very honest. He even told me not to enter the village at the foot of the mountain. He doesn't seem like a bad person. But his abnormal behavior makes me feel uneasy."

With his hands on the edge of the wooden door, Chen Ge quietly opened the door a crack. The rain became heavier and darkness enveloped everything.

"These four wooden houses should be where Jiang Ling's family lived before, but it is not clear in which room her parents died."

After pressing the switch of the repeater, Chen Ge took off his backpack and grabbed the handle of the skull crusher.

Instead of staying in the house, he slowly walked towards the other three wooden houses.

The falling rain covered up his deliberately slowed pace. Chen Ge, holding a skull crusher, stopped outside the old man's room and put his ear against the door.