The field team of the General Office was very fast, and Fei Rong lent Di Bingqiao's help, so the latter could keep up. During the mission, Ding Youlan was not arrogant. If he couldn't walk, he would let Zhu Mengtian carry it on his back. On the way, they also found a special sign made by the field team of the Ling Law Enforcement Department, indicating that the six members of the department had been here and they did not go in the wrong direction.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, everyone could see the smoke from the cooking trees. This should be one of the villages that most people know about. They looked at a chameleon on the trunk for a while, and took Xiaodai's urge to tease it, and asked, "Are we going into the village now?"

The huge black swelling shadow surged back like a tide, shrinking into an ordinary look. Lin Yingkong said: "I don't feel anything strange around here."

Ding Youlan opened the map and looked at it, "But according to the registration situation of Zunyu Village, we are less than twenty kilometers away." It took less than two minutes to walk slowly.

"Is there any large barrier..." Zhu Mengtian thought about it.

"Go to the village first," Feng Rong recovered his spiritual consciousness, interrupted everyone's guess, and said, "I can't sense anything." But the incident between the six members was a real thing, and such calmness would only make them more alert.

After the minister made a speech, everyone rested for a while. After Ding Youlan sent a message to the branch to explain the current situation, she confirmed that she could communicate with the outside world and carried her luggage and other things on her body, pretended to be disguised, and walked towards a place where there was smoke.

This is just a very ordinary village. When everyone finally walked to the front of the village gate, their first reaction was this.

There are stone tablets with foreign characters written by foreigners, tall stilt bamboo houses, flat mud and stone paths, elderly people sitting on the flat ground at the entrance of the village, chatting with dry cigarettes, and a group of children playing with stones next to them... No matter how you look at it, they are all peaceful and quiet, which surprised everyone in the field team of the General Office, who is waiting for the battle. I pray that Meng Tian quickly pulled E Jingbai, who is ready to go, so as not to give people the first impression that bandits are robbing.

When they saw them appear, the villagers all looked over. An obviously prestigious old man stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked in crappy Chinese language: "Several guests from afar, what's the point of doing when you come to Musheng Village?"

Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong looked at each other, and then the two walked forward naturally. Lin Yingkong smiled and said, "Hello, we are a history research team from Jiaotong University in K City. This is our team leader's secret figure..." He directly borrowed the name of Yan Mi School to introduce a group of people. Among them, Ding Youlan, who was not young, said Xiaodai and Fei Rong to be students of the history department. They also cooperated to take out a few documents and handed them over. Finally, he said, "Our topic this year is about the origin and development of dolls. I also heard that Musheng Village is famous for its puppet craftsmanship and has a history of doll making for thousands of years, so we came here. I hope to forgive me if there is any offense."

Feng Rong also nodded, "Come on the verge of disturbing me."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb," the old man seemed to have received such guests. He looked at the documents, and then the vigilance in his eyes disappeared a lot. He smiled with a little pride, "The dolls in Musheng Village are the best in this area, you can watch it casually. By the way, I am the village of Musheng Village, and everyone in the village calls me a date."

After he reported his name, the other villagers surrounded him curiously. A child squeezed beside Fei Rong and blinked his eyes and stared at the marching kettle hanging around her waist. Fei Rong also looked down at him and found that the stones in his hand were actually made of wood, which seemed to be carved with a carving knife. The round and patterned were quite exquisite.

Lin Yingkong's mouth was naturally not a big deal. He fooled Mr. Yori and a group of villagers happily into the village. The first thing the members of the General Office's field team saw when they entered were all kinds of woodcuts of large and small hanging on the stilted bamboo building, all of which were part of the human body. The sky was already dark, and it was not ordinary horror at first glance. Ding Youlan, who couldn't stand these things, turned pale and was caught by Zhu Mengtian for a while.

The dolls in Musheng Village are actually wooden dolls. From the height of people to the small hand slap, they have done the joints of the body, painted facial features, put on wigs and wigs. They are so realistic that they are not inferior to the popular SD dolls on the market. When Feng Rong came, they have already learned about this doll in Musheng Village. Although the output is not high, the selling price is not low. The place is too remote and no one who knows how to do it can find here.

Those unformed woodcuts look terrifying, but the complete finished products are amazing. When Xiaodai and the others hold them in their hands, they love each other, and they want to buy more cash to bring them back. Even if they don’t like them, these handmade human-shaped crafts made with care are also very suitable as various supernatural media. At least Zhu Mengtian has already planned to use several spells to use this thing.

Although Musheng Village is hidden deep in the jungle, it has a lot of communication with the outside world. Several families even have computers. They are cables from the village chief’s house. The internet speed is a bit miserable, but they have talked better than nothing. The villagers are quite used to guests. Seeing that the field team of the General Office and the handsome men and women are beautiful, they all come over to say hello enthusiastically, and even E Jingbai, who has a cold face, did not scare them away.

The village is not big, and there are about a hundred families. Seeing that it was getting late, everyone walked around and went to the village chief to have dinner with Mr. Ri. They didn't find anything wrong along the way. Fei Rong and others were muttering in their hearts.

During the meal, two academic parties Ding Youlan and Di Bingqiao were introduced to take out the knowledge of the dolls to talk to Mr. Yori and some of the villagers who accompanied him. Lin Yingkong was also catching the opportunity to grasp the direction of the topic and put on a great attitude of a historical research team, which made the people in Musheng Village pour out all kinds of information like beans. But what surprised everyone in the field team of the General Office was that Mingming Zunyu Village was only one or two hours away from Musheng Village. They talked about the nearby villages, but they didn't mention Zunyu Village. Lin Yingkong mentioned any taboos in the village, so he didn't break the casserole to ask the end.

After a very distinctive supper, Zhu Mengtian had already started drinking with several men, and E Jingbai was dragged down by him. After a while, the two of them were dizzy and helped to rest in amid the kind laughter of the villagers. Fei Rong pulled Cheng Xiaodai to play with the children. Ding Youlan and Di Bingqiao continued to try to make the villagers faint, while Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong were chatting in harmony with the uncle Jori.

"Your colleagues and students are all very lively." Uncle Yori looked at Zhu Mengtian and E Jingbai who were being helped away drunk and said.

The only thing Feng Rong can answer this is: "..." As one of the reasons why he occasionally doesn't want to go to work, the team members who are too lively are sometimes a tragedy.

After late at night, eight people from the field team of the General Office scattered to the villagers' homes in groups of three or three to rest. Lin Yingkong and Fengrong stayed in the village chief's room. The furniture was made of wooden or bamboo, which looked very comfortable. Fengrong was the last one who went to take a shower. When he came back, Lin Yingkong had already laid the bed and tidy up the things. Fengrong wiped his hair, glanced at the double bed, and then turned away uneasyly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Yingkong was about to let the minister come and sit, but the window on one side was suddenly pushed open by Qiaoqiao. Zhu Mengtian and E Jingbai, who were supposed to be sleeping drunk, jumped in one after another. Looking at the look, how could they feel drunk?

Zhu Mengtian only saw that the minister's hair was still wet after coming in. Assistant Lin glanced at him with his eyebrows bent and then thoughtfully added a coat to Feng Rong. Zhu Mengtian's mind was numb and his back became cold. Fortunately, he didn't break in at any critical moment - his hands and feet were faster than his brain, which was a disease, and he had to be cured!

Anyway, the first person to come in was not me. E Jingbai, who had never been as troubled as Zhu Mengtian, said calmly: "We just walked around the village, and we didn't find anything except a few earth-binding spirits who had no ability."

Zhu Mengtian coughed dryly and quickly pretended to be dedicated and said, "Well, that's right, there's nothing special about this village, and only those dolls are made beautifully."

"So is this just an ordinary village?" Feng Rong said thoughtfully.

"Maybe Musheng Village has nothing to do with Zunyu Village," Lin Yingkong said, "A villager just said that there were passengers here some time ago. I heard that the number of people should be those members. They also communicated with branches in the Musheng Village area, and there will be no news in the future." So the key is the mysterious Zunyu Village.

"Just say that Zunou Village might be a ghost village," Zhu Mengtian muttered, "It's so close that I haven't heard from the villagers mention it."

"Does it take a trip to the ghost village?" Feng Rong said lightly, "Tomorrow, I will find an opportunity to inquire about Zunyu Village. Some things may be difficult to say when there are many people. Time is too tight now, and if there is no news, there is no way, so we will go to Zunyu Village directly."

"By the way, Minister," E Jingbai suddenly remembered something, "When Xiaolan talked about the history of Musheng Village with the villagers, it seemed that he mentioned that the nearby villages belonged to the same family, but later they separated for some reason and did not have much contact in normal times."

Zhu Mengtian nodded, "I also heard that people outside said that the nearby villages are very famous for making dolls, but in fact, it seems that only Musheng Village is still doing it, and the villagers have never mentioned anything else." Of course, it is also possible that other villages cannot do their best, so they simply changed careers.
Chapter completed!