As we walked up the mountain, the mountain road was winding and the bamboo forest was swaying. From time to time, the "whimper" sounds came from the empty mountains. The bamboos were like ghosts, shaking like thunder.

Qin Kun warned himself to be calm, no matter how big the matter is, it is a small matter.

But no matter how small the matter is, you have to pay attention to it!

Damn, why do so many hosts appear in this ghost system!!

In the past, Qin Kun felt that his three views were a little collapsed because of the system and his system. Now he found that others became the same as him, and his three views were still a little collapsed.

It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s that the world is changing rapidly!

He remembered the black shadow saying, "Higher life comes to the lower plane." No matter what he said later, it seemed that there was some indescribable point in this sentence.

Qin Kun cursed and walked into the mountain.

If you can't figure out some things, just don't think about them. Qin Kun asked himself that he didn't have much logic ability and that he could not figure out what he could do. No matter what happens in the future, only those with big fists have the right to speak. Is this a thing that has never changed?

Before he knew it, Qin Kun had already walked out of the bamboo forest and arrived at the back mountain.

This is an open mountainside, the sun is dark, the moon is rising, and under the moonlight, there is a remote village with little people.

The terrain of the village is lower than that of Qin Kun Station. Qin Kun counted from a high place. In the village, there were densely lined with black and dusty wellheads.

Xuejing Village.

Guning County is warm and humid, but it is already a bit gloomy, with heavy air conditioning, and there is a faint fishy smell in the air, which makes it very uncomfortable to smell.

This mountain village is also in a bamboo building structure. It seems that there are not many people here to carry electricity, and there is no fire in the whole village, which adds a bit of weirdness.

"Are you lost, this little brother?"

Behind Qin Kun, a voice suddenly sounded. Qin Kun let out a 'ah' and turned his head alertly, and found that it was an uncle in his 50s.

He didn't even notice when the uncle came behind him.

The uncle was carrying a hatchet and speaking in a less standard Mandarin, and dressed like a minority.

Qin Kun found that the uncle's left arm had empty cuffs, leaving only his right hand, carrying a bamboo basket.

Qin Kun calmed down after he found out that the uncle was a human: "No, I'm here to find someone."

To be precise, Qin Kun is here to look for ghosts.

"In the past, tourists who have traveled to Guning County will probably go to our village for a walk. The villagers are all hospitality, and the people you are looking for are probably in the village."

The uncle was obviously quite enthusiastic and led Qin Kun into the village. Qin Kun then realized that many villagers were working at night. They did not light the lights, but instead used the moonlight to pickle vegetables, wash meat, and smoke something.

Seeing Qin Kun’s eyes confused, the uncle explained with a sigh on his face: “Old Wu Zhu is leaving today, everyone will see him off. In the past, the village was also powered on, and according to custom, you can’t turn on the lights, don’t be afraid.”

"Uncle, do you still have witch prayers here?"

"It was not before. The old Wu Zu came here in the Qing Dynasty. He taught our ancestors to recognize their words and read books. Wu Zhu passed it down from generation to generation. The old Wu Zu once said that the mountain was drooping bamboo to accompany the tombs, raising the three yin and nine ghosts. The back mountain was the ancestral tomb of the Xu family, and the spring water was born. The earliest generations of Wu Zhu advised the Xu family to do good deeds, but not to move the ancestral tombs to the back mountain, which would cause unknown disasters. The Xu family did not listen. The descendants of the old Wu Zu lived here for the safety of our villagers."

The uncle took off the bamboo basket and suddenly said mysteriously: "Little brother, if something strange happens here at night, don't be afraid. Some things can't be explained to you. You know in your heart that the old witch will bless you."

The uncle's face turned pale under the moonlight, and Qin Kun was infected by the serious atmosphere and nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, what's the name of the little brother?"

"Qin Kun."

"My surname is Ou, just call me Uncle Ou."

"Okay Uncle Ou."

Uncle Ou walked out of the house and shouted at the village.

"Ali, lift the spirit."

"Afeng Achuan, light incense. Take the bow from Ma Zuye's house. If you have any eyeless things to come tonight, don't let them go back!"

Qin Kun lay on the second floor of the bamboo building, looking at the busy figure under the moon.

Next to Qin Kun, a little girl with a pigtail ran over.

The girl is a Han nationality costume. She looked at Qin Kun curiously: "Brother, where did you come from?"

Xu's Yizhuang is already the outskirts of the county town, and even cars cannot be driven in from the villages in the back mountain, making it even more remote.

Qin Kun said: "Do you know Linjiang City?"

"Wow, the big brother from the city!"

Qin Kun: “…”

The little girl's eyes shined: "I heard from the teacher that there is an amusement park in the city. Is it true?"

Qin Kun nodded: "I'm right next to the amusement park. I'll take you to play when you come."

The little girl was a little shy: "My name is Xiaoyu. My grandfather's granddaughter."

The little girl was innocent and Qin Kun touched her head: "Xiaoyu, what are your grandpa and the others doing?"

Xiaoyu raised her finger and whispered: "Take the spirits to Grandpa Ghost. Don't say it's what I said!"

Obviously, Xiaoyu told Qin Kun this secret because of Qin Kun's words.

Ghost...grandfather?

Qin Kun looked at their busy place. It was the largest bamboo building in the village. It was dark and the moonlight was shining. The bamboo building was wrapped in white cloth and surrounded by candles, which were lit one by one.

"Every year-end, Grandpa Ghost will be carried out, and then there will be many strange uncles and grandpas in the village who will harm people, and Grandpa Ghost will eat them."

Qin Kun felt a little embarrassed when he was scared by a little girl's words for the first time.

Eat ghosts?

Are you sure you're not kidding?

Qin Kun twitched the corner of his mouth.

But no matter how you look at it, the old Wu Zhu's house was not in a bad mood at all.

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord, the Infinite Heaven, the Infinite Heaven Eyes look at the world!"

Qin Kun raised his three fingers and wiped it against his eyebrows. His eyes were opened and the entire village was shrouded under Qin Kun's gaze.

Qin Kun saw that there was a coffin in the bamboo house of Lao Wuzhu, with spider webs densely covered with the three animals on the altar. There were bows and arrows hanging in the house, and the beds had been abandoned for many years. Apart from that, the layout was no different from Uncle Ou’s house.

but……

Qin Kun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Two people were tied to two load-bearing pillars in the room, one was a man and one was a woman, and the clothes were brightly colored silk shirts, and their faces were covered with snow-white and blush.

But the two of them had their mouths blocked and they were very frightened.

Li Zhe? Yu Mengxin?

Why are they here?

Qin Kun rushed downstairs like an arrow and ran towards the old Wu Zhu's room.

Uncle Ou suddenly stopped him: "Brother Qin, what are you going to do?"

Around Uncle Ou, several strong young people blocked Qin Kun's way.

"Uncle Ou, why did I tie my friend to that room?"

"Your friend?" Uncle Ou turned his head and asked with confusion in his eyes, "Ali, Afeng, is there anyone in Lao Wuzhu's room?"

The two young men shook their heads: "Old Wuzhu's room is locked for a year, how could anyone be there!"

The two looked at Qin Kun in confusion, thinking that Qin Kun was joking.

"The person is there. You can see if what I said is true when you open the door and look at it!" Qin Kun said loudly.

An old man came to the village. The old man leaned on a crutch and flatly refused: "Until the spirit is lifted, you must not alarm the old Wu Zhu! No one can go to that room now!"

"Ma Zuma!"

"Ma Zuma is here!"

Qin Kun saw that Grandpa Ma was skinny and like a ghost, and he said, "This Grandpa, now the ghost energy in the mountains is soaring. You can lock two living people in the dark house, which is a life-threatening person!"

Grandpa Ma smiled coldly: "I said, it's not time to lift the spirit, the old witch will not want to go in."

Qin Kun looked bad: "Give me a reason, otherwise don't blame me for forcing him."

"Only when the spirit is lifted can the old Wu Zhu truly wake up and catch ghosts and monsters in our village. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation in Xuejing Village!"

Qin Kun refuted: "You are raising ghosts!"

Ma Zuye glared at Uncle Ou: "Is this the person you brought? Show me a little better, it alarmed the old Wu Zhu in a while and killed the lives of the whole village. You have to bear all the responsibility!"

Uncle Ou looked ugly and nodded, "Brother Qin, let's wait first, something strange happens later. Old Wu Zhu will bless us!"

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Chapter completed!