Qiao Yuan turned around and looked at the villagers who were communicating with the group of tourists again. He could see that the faces of these simple villagers were filled with happy smiles.
You can't fake this kind of thing!
Qiao Yuan even had the illusion that even if his own son came, he would be no more than this.
Let’s put this matter aside for now and find out where Li Xiaoling is first.
"Wang Jing, where is Li Xiaoling? Where is it?"
Hearing Qiao Yuan's words, Wang Jing tilted her head with a puzzled expression.
"I don't know. I wasn't with her. What do you want from her?"
Qiao Yuan: "..."
"Are you sure you're not kidding me?"
Qiao Yuan stared at Wang Jing, trying to analyze her micro-expressions to determine if she was lying, but unfortunately he failed.
After a minute of silence, Qiao Yuan continued, "Do you know Li Xiaoling?"
There was a hint of suspicion in his tone, because he suspected that the Wang Jing in front of him was fake, and this explanation was very reasonable.
"I know, she's my best friend. Last time we went on a blind date, you... you even held her hand."
Wang Jing was still a little confused and didn't understand what Qiao Yuan meant by this.
After a brief conversation, Wang Jing said that after the blind date ended yesterday afternoon, she temporarily separated from Li Xiaoling, came here alone, and stayed here for one night.
"Let me tell you, this countryside is so comfortable, and the fruits here are so delicious..."
Wang Jing enthusiastically began to explain the situation of the village to Qiao Yuan.
However, Qiao Yuan's mind was not here for the time being. There must be something wrong with Wang Jing.
Since Li Xiaoling sent herself the three words "Dead Corner Village", its disappearance must be related to this village.
Judging from Li Xiaoling's personality, she must be with Wang Jing!
Qiao Yuan immediately decided to stay here for one night.
"Village Chief, I want to change rooms and live with her!"
After thinking it over again and again, Qiao Yuan said this. He didn't know the purpose of the village chief separating the nine people, so he wanted to test it out.
The village chief, who was talking to everyone, was obviously stunned for a moment. He looked at Qiao Yuan and then at Wang Jing.
"Girl, what do you mean?"
Obviously, he was asking for Wang Jing's opinion.
"Village chief, this is my sister. I came here mainly to look for her."
Qiao Yuan explained with a smile. Wang Jing behind him blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Qiao Yuan.
The village chief's cloudy eyes flickered for a moment, and he finally agreed.
They agreed very readily, which made Qiao Yuan feel more and more that there was something wrong with this village.
…
"By the way, Village Chief, I just saw a statue at the entrance of the village. What does it mean?"
A young man who took the water from the villagers and drank it all asked curiously.
Everyone listened attentively, and it seemed that Qiao Yuan was not the only one who was curious.
The village chief smiled and looked up at the village entrance. Due to the distance, he could only see a black dot.
"This is a legend in our village of Dead End."
"Legend has it that a long time ago, a scholar on his way to Beijing for an imperial examination passed by this place and discovered a female ghost hovering in the village, causing harm to passersby."
"The scholar, well-read from a young age, was imbued with a sense of righteousness and justice. He persevered for two days and two nights, ultimately using a trick to persuade the female ghost to surrender, and they both perished. To commemorate him, later generations built this statue and worshipped it day and night. Over time, this custom has been preserved."
The village chief looked at the fields in the distance, then turned his gaze towards the crowd, as if remembering something and spoke again:
"Among our older generation, there's a saying that if you knock on your front door four times in a row in the middle of the night, the protective spirit will reappear."
"If you meet a woman holding a red lantern, it means bad luck is coming."
"If you meet a man holding a white lantern, it means good luck is coming."
…
“So magical?”
Everyone started talking about it immediately, as they had never heard of this myth before.
The village chief smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I've already said it's just a myth, fake..."
Everyone laughed and didn't take it seriously.
"Li Si, let's go and pay our respects. As the saying goes, worship at every temple and love each other!"
The girl with ponytail immediately became interested.
Li Si: “????”
Everyone: “???”
Villager: "????"
It seems... that makes some sense.
Then, everyone followed local customs and bowed, and Qiao Yuan was no exception.
I came to the statue and bowed sincerely.
I originally wanted to pray for myself, but after thinking about it carefully, praying is just for peace and has no practical use. It's better than...
Qiao Yuan's eyes lit up, and he bowed twice more.
"Please help me curse the mastermind behind this to die a miserable death, with sores on their heads, infertility, and even their bodies torn to pieces..."
Instead of praying for yourself, it is better to curse your enemies. Although it is useless, the feeling is different.
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