On the other end.
Wearing a stealth cloak, Su Yang moved through each empty tile-roofed house. In every household he entered, there was no sign of human presence; not even ordinary tableware, utensils, or tools were to be found. Some houses contained only a bed, a table, and a few wooden stools.
Simple and crude.
This is Su Yang's assessment of the village.
And this wasn't just a simple case of finding a bargain; even the few pieces of furniture were now covered in cobwebs, and a layer of dust two centimeters thick had accumulated on the ground, showing just how long it had been since anyone had lived here.
But in a small town, someone is actually holding a funeral?
Where did those people come from?
There's a problem, and a very serious one!
Just then, Su Yang noticed that Lin Yu and the others walked to the funeral area and seemed to have started asking questions. Moreover, the paper figures below them, which had been completely still, were now moving their limbs strangely, making creepy movements as they slowly moved.
Seeing this, Su Yang didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
In conclusion.
"It seems the key to breaking this illusion lies with these people."
...
When they saw the old man guarding the door, Mr. Wang bowed very respectfully.
In the countryside, tradition is highly valued, and especially in this situation, following tradition is never a bad thing.
After exchanging greetings, Mr. Wang said to the old man, "I'm so sorry, sir. We are tourists from out of town and got lost in the mountains. We had no other choice but to come and bother you."
The elderly woman sitting at the doorway looked to be over seventy years old. Her eyelids were drooping, and her eyes were very cloudy, almost obscuring the pupils. Her face and hands were covered in deep wrinkles, but strangely, despite her advanced age, her fingernails were exceptionally long and gray, giving her a very eerie appearance.
But Mr. Wang didn't think so. After all, he had met many strange people, and it was not surprising that some people in certain places might have such customs.
After listening to Mr. Wang's words, the old man nodded slightly and then slowly said, "You're lost. You're quite lucky. At night, many things come out of the mountains. You're very fortunate to have made it this far."
Hearing the old man's words, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
They did indeed encounter many unbelievable things, and even before reaching this village, they almost died at the hands of a swarm of rats. According to the old man's implication, there seemed to be many unknown dangers in the mountains.
This is absolutely terrifying!
Li Xiangyu quickly replied, "Grandma is right. We encountered a lot of rats just now and almost lost our lives getting here."
The old man said calmly, "Since you've come to our village, you can rest assured. It will be much safer for you to leave after daytime."
Upon hearing this, the four of them almost all said with delight, "Thank you, Grandma!"
The old man slowly stood up from the chair, and Li Xiangyu, who was quick to notice, immediately went to help him, just like the old man's own granddaughter.
The old man chuckled and said, "Come with me, but we might be a little noisy tonight. Hope you don't mind."
Mr. Wang quickly waved his hand: "No problem at all, we are already very grateful to you for letting us stay for one night."
They had just escaped death, and they were so lucky to find a family willing to let them stay for the night. Even if it was noisy, they had to stay.
Only by hiding in this village can they feel a sense of security.
Led by the old man, the four arrived at the open space where people were mourning.
In the center of this open space, there was a large fire used for burning paper money. The fire was very strong, almost three meters high! This was the same fire they had seen when they first fled outside. In the main room opposite this open space, there were also two flames burning paper money. Apparently, there is a traditional saying that the fires inside and outside the main room should not be extinguished all night.
As for the reason, they couldn't say.
Sometimes they also feel that they know far too little about some of the traditions that have been passed down.
Just as they were walking into the house, a shout suddenly came from behind them.
"Hey! Wait for me! Wait for me!"
Just then, a figure came running over in a disheveled state. Everyone looked and saw that it was Xu Qiang.
He's still alive?
When Xu Qiang walked over with a pained expression, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You guys are so unfair! Luckily, I lit the dry grass on the ground at the end, and those rats ran away after seeing the fire, otherwise I might not have been able to come back."
Mr. Wang's lips twitched as he said, "There was no other way to worry about things in that situation. Besides, you're back safe and sound, aren't you? It's alright, we can all go back after tonight."
Xu Qiang didn't say anything, just snorted coldly and slowly followed behind.
Seeing that they seemed to be acquaintances, the old man didn't say anything and slowly led them into the hall.
Most of the people inside the hall had their heads down, seemingly lost in thought, while the two people at the front were tearing paper money with blank expressions.
The atmosphere was strange. They had all heard loud crying before they arrived, but now no one was making a sound, and everyone's movements were almost identical.
It has to be said that after what happened on the mountain, they all became somewhat suspicious.
At this moment, Lin Yu seemed to notice a portrait in the hall. After a moment, he said, "Does this portrait look familiar to you...?"
The old man, his back hunched, said softly, "That was my grandson. He went up the mountain a couple of days ago, and because he came back a little late, he died on the mountain."
Clearly, this funeral was held in his honor.
However, after hearing the old man's words, their expressions became even more horrified, because the person in the portrait was none other than Su Yang!
"What we saw on the mountain..." Lin Yu's voice trembled slightly.
Mr. Wang quickly patted Lin Yu on the shoulder and whispered, "Don't say it. It'll be fine after tonight."
After speaking, the old man led the five people past the side to a separate room and slowly pushed open the door.
Pushing open the door, a creaking sound immediately followed.
The four of them leaned over to take a look.
This hardly qualifies as a room. Even a storage room shouldn't be this filthy and messy. Not only is it dark inside, but there's also a strong smell of dust even before you step inside, not to mention the cobwebs that make it seem incredibly unpleasant.
Mr. Wang turned around curiously and said, "Old man, this doesn't look like a place fit for human habitation."
But as soon as he finished speaking and turned around, goosebumps immediately rose all over his body.
At this moment, everyone present stared at the four of them, each of them deathly pale, like the dead. Most chillingly, their eyes were completely black, as if they had no eyeballs at all!
Mr. Wang was so frightened that he staggered backward.
Immediately afterwards, chilling laughter echoed throughout the house…
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