"What is it?" asked a curious little soldier.
"Coffin." Gu Mingtai's answer made the car quiet again for a while.
"This coffin needs to be guarded, how strange."
Gu Mingtai glanced at everyone in the car and reminded them again, "Anyway, we have entered someone else's village this time, so we must abide by their village rules and regulations. We can't do whatever we want. Do you understand?"
Although it sounded a bit creepy, everyone still responded loudly.
The car was on the road for almost two days before it stopped outside a relatively remote village.
Seeing that the village was still a long way off, but their cars were parked here, some people complained, "Why don't they drive in? It looks like the village ahead is still quite a ways off."
Gu Mingtai pointed forward and said, "Can this car drive in?"
Everyone followed the direction he pointed, and found a bridge in front of them. The strange thing was that this bridge was made of a coffin lid.
The car couldn't get through at all. When everyone saw this scene, those who complained immediately shut their mouths quietly.
"Stop standing there in a daze. Carry your things on your backs and then walk across the bridge one by one." Gu Mingtai said to them.
Zhang Meng had just picked up her backpack when suddenly a hand snatched it away.
Zhang Meng turned around and saw that Gu Mingtai had already put her backpack on his back.
"Let's go, that bridge is not an ordinary bridge, be careful when crossing it." Seeing this, the others gave them a mischievous smile.
The young couple was used to being affectionate with others, so they faced their jokes calmly.
Soon, they walked across the coffin bridge and came to a flat ground. The situation on the ground opened the eyes of everyone present again.
"Oh my god, they can't be selling coffins here, there are so many coffins lying on the ground."
Although they are a ghost-hunting team, they encountered a lot of unlucky things as soon as they arrived here, and no one would feel good.
"Okay, keep going." Gu Mingtai patted his shoulder.
Along the way, everyone discovered that coffins could be seen everywhere in this place.
Everyone went from being surprised at first to being used to it now.
Soon, after walking for nearly half an hour, the group finally arrived at a village with a wooden sign hanging on it. The three red words "Guanjia Village" easily caught their eyes.
They were about to enter the village when suddenly several stone characters flew out from the bushes at the entrance of the village and hit several members of the ghost hunting team so hard that they cried out in pain.
One of them pointed at the bushes angrily and shouted, "Who threw stones at us? If you have the guts to come out and hit people secretly, how can you be called a hero?"
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