Are the eight tourists related to the eight passengers who died in Four Corners Village?
The way to enter Dead Corner Village is alone, but why was that young couple allowed to come in?
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A breeze blew by, bringing a cool feeling.
The scenery in the village is different from that of the outside world.
"Village Chief, thank you for your hospitality these past few days. I'm leaving now."
When Qiao Yuan came to the field and said goodbye with a smile, the village chief who was working in the field was obviously stunned.
"It's Qiao Yuan."
"Can't you stay for a few more days? Is it because we're not treating you well enough?"
The village chief with a wrinkled face and dark skin put down the hoe in his hand, wiped the sweat from his neck with a red towel and looked at Qiao Yuan.
"No, village chief, the villagers are very welcoming and the fruits in the village are very sweet and delicious."
"You can tell at a glance that they used high-quality fertilizer."
Qiao Yuan stood quietly in the field. The air was filled with the fragrance of soil, but this fragrance was mixed with a subtle smell.
Maybe it was the fishy smell after the rain or something else.
"But the road out of the mountain has been flooded due to a landslide caused by heavy rain a few days ago. People outside are still repairing it these days. Would you like to stay a few more days?"
The village chief sighed and told the bad news.
"I was planning to tell you in a few days so as not to spoil your travel mood."
The village chief picked up a patinated plastic water bottle lying between the edges of the field, took a sip of tea, and stopped to rest while talking to Qiao Yuan.
His sunken eye sockets looked towards the mountains in the distance.
What a peaceful and carefree village.
It is fascinating, it is simply a paradise.
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"By the way, Village Chief, on my first day here, you told me a fairy tale. I just thought about it and realized that I've been a real bother to the villagers for two days, and you guys won't even accept my money."
"So I'll tell the village chief a story too."
Qiao Yuan looked down at the village chief with an innocent smile.
At this moment, the thin village chief had his back to Qiao Yuan, seemingly admiring his own masterpiece.
"You're being too polite. All the villagers here are like this. We've lived in this small mountain village our whole lives. It's rare to meet a stranger, so it's only natural to treat them well."
After saying that, the village chief cleaned the reddish mud off his shoes.
However, Qiao Yuan's next words made his whole body freeze.
"Village Chief, are you so sure that I can't get out of this dead end village?"
Qiao Yuan's tone was calm, with a smile still on his face, and he kept staring at the thin body of the old man in front of him.
"Village chief, I found something earlier. Can you help me see what it is for?"
As he spoke... Qiao Yuan took out a wooden sign from his backpack, on which were engraved three large characters: Sijiao Village.
This is the boundary marker he pulled out before.
A breeze blew by, and the old man finally turned his head. After seeing the boundary sign, a hint of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
"I don't understand what you're talking about. If you want to leave, then go ahead. If you want to stay, I welcome you to stay."
The village chief patted the dirt off his body, held the hoe with both hands, and continued to hoe the ground.
clang~
The hoe seemed to have hit something hard?
Qiao Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he saw a white object that looked like a bone.
The village chief didn't care and just turned the ground over and covered it with soil again.
Not far away... an unknown fruit tree was full of bright red fruits. A breeze blew by, and petals fell down one after another.
A beautiful picture is born.
If that couple were still together, they might take another set of photos.
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Qiao Yuan came to the village chief and put his left hand on his shoulder. The old man was very thin, so thin that Qiao Yuan felt like he was touching a bone.
"Village chief, reciprocity has always been our traditional etiquette."
"So... before you go, let me tell you a story."
The village chief glanced at the hand on his shoulder.
"you say."
Qiao Yuan said:
During the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, a man from Wuling made his living as a fisherman. Walking along a stream, he lost track of how far he had come. Suddenly, he came across a peach blossom forest stretching for several hundred feet along the banks. There were no other trees in the forest, but the grass was fresh and fragrant, and the fallen petals were scattered all over the place. The fisherman was very surprised and continued walking, wanting to explore the entire forest…”
Twenty minutes later.
The sky, which was originally bright and sunny, began to darken inexplicably, and a large number of dark clouds continued to roll in from the distance, as if the sky was about to fall.
The village chief's dark face looked even gloomier, and he looked at Qiao Yuan with strange eyes.
"Young man, I'm not well-educated and don't understand what you mean!"
Qiao Yuan smiled and said, "In the story, a fisherman stumbled into a secluded paradise and was warmly welcomed by the villagers. When he left the village, the villagers told him not to tell anyone about the place, but the fisherman eventually broke his promise. Fortunately, the government was unable to find the place in the end."
"Do you understand now?" Qiao Yuan patted the village chief's shoulder, which was a little prickly.
Looking at the village chief who still remained silent, Qiao Yuan glanced at the rolling black clouds in the distance again, frowning slightly. He could even hear bursts of roars coming from afar.
It seems that a great terror is coming!
"Let me summarize..."
"First of all, I'm not a fisherman. If I can come to this place once, I can come a second time!"
"Secondly, I've been a big mouth since I was a kid, so I always tell people the truth when they ask for directions!"
"Third, do you think the government today is the same as the government in my story?"
"Fourth, I'm done. You have three minutes to think about it. Of course... you can also choose to kill me."
"Personally, I still hope you kill me. It depends on whether you succeed or not."
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