Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Circle in situ
Strange?

Everyone paused, Blacksmith Luo asked the subordinate: "Young man, what did you see?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to stop their conversation. She took a few steps to the side, touched a bush next to it, and said to them, "It's really strange. Do you look familiar with this bush?"

Yang Huazhong raised the lantern in his hand to shine on the thorn bush, and shook his head blankly: "I still don't quite understand, what do you mean?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Since we entered the black mist, we have been circling around in place. Counting this time, we should have circled in place three times."

"What? Go around in circles? Accurate to three times? How is this possible!" Yang Huazhong obviously didn't believe it.

Yang Ruoqing knew that it would be difficult to convince others by speaking alone, but fortunately she was well prepared.

"When I went around the second lap, I felt something was wrong, so I quietly threw a veil under the thorns to make a mark."

While speaking, she knelt down and picked up a handkerchief under the thorns, and it really was hers!
Now, except for that subordinate, the other three were all stunned.

Old man Zhu shrunk his shoulders and leaned closer to Yang Huazhong, his lowered voice trembling slightly: "People in our area say that walking into the black mist is like walking into a maze, unless you wait until the sun comes out. Otherwise, if we walk here overnight, we will stay in place."

Yang Huazhong's face was solemn and he remained silent.

Blacksmith Luo's age was right there. Everyone grew up in the countryside, and they were no strangers to the rumors in this regard.

"So, this black mist is just a ghost hitting the wall?" Blacksmith Luo asked.

Old man Zhu nodded, "Almost."

Blacksmith Luo was amused, "Haha, I've heard a lot about old Luo when I was a child, but I've lived a long time and now I'm still bumping into it. It's interesting."

"Third brother, don't make trouble, and you all don't have to be afraid. It's okay for ghosts to hit the wall, and you can break the situation by urinating."

"Except for Qing'er, which of us old men will do it?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "I haven't."

Old man Zhu grinned embarrassedly, "Me neither."

The subordinates are silent, watch their noses and noses and their hearts, and do not participate in such matters.

Blacksmith Luo didn't know what to do, and handed the torch in his hand to the subordinate next to him, "OK, then I'm the only one to come."

Everyone turned around.

Yang Ruoqing was also a little embarrassed.

But when you are away from home, don't settle for these small details, as long as you can break the situation.

Soon, Blacksmith Luo was done. He waved his hand and said confidently: "Okay, the game is broken, let's move on."

Old man Zhu continued to lead the way.

"Look over there, guys. There is a big willow tree over there. The new grave under the big willow tree is almost there."

Everyone looked in the direction of old man Zhu's finger, and they really saw a huge willow tree, vaguely shadowed in all directions. According to visual estimation, the distance in a straight line is only less than half a mile, and they can be reached by speeding up.

"It's finally here, so I said urinating can break the game, right?" Luo Tiejiang was in a good mood, because it was the first time in his life that he encountered such a bizarre thing, and he broke the game with the method he heard, leading everyone Out of the woods.

But what happened next felt weird.

The surroundings are hazy, and you can clearly see the trees and thorns beside you, even the potholes on the road, and even the outline of the mountains and forests further away.

However, after walking for a long time, let alone half a mile, it is estimated that two or three miles are almost finished, and the big willow tree is still in front of the line of sight, visually measuring the distance of half a mile in a straight line.

Not only that, but when they walked on a flat path covered with weeds, it was bumpy and bumpy everywhere. Yang Ruoqing and her subordinates were a little better, and the other three walked smoothly. Difficult, panting, stumbling, old man Zhu almost fell several times, and finally Yang Huazhong simply helped him go.

After walking around, the subordinate stopped again, "Master, we are back again."

Yang Ruoqing smiled wryly, of course she knew she was back, because not only did she see the bushes, but she also smelled a faint smell of urine.

"This game...why hasn't it been broken yet? Is my urine useless? Or is it simply unreliable to use urine to break the game?" Blacksmith Luo scratched his head, very puzzled.

The old man Zhu looked around and said in a low voice: "You, did you hear the noise of children when you were walking?"

Blacksmith Luo shook his head: "I didn't hear anything."

Yang Ruoqing and her subordinates also shook their heads.

Yang Huazhong said: "I seem to have heard something."

The old man Zhu said: "That's right, the ghosts hitting the wall are those little ghosts, they are very playful, and they are playing hide-and-seek with us! Brother Luo urinated earlier, not only failed to break the game, but maybe even angered those little ghosts , Look, how rough the road was just now, it reminded me of one thing."

"Brother Zhu, what did you think of?" Yang Huazhong asked.

The old man Zhu said: "Tonight I am looking for that bearded man in Da'an, don't you know?"

Yang Huazhong nodded.

Of course he remembered, but he would remember all the enthusiastic villagers who helped him find Da'an, and when he got Da'an back later, he would have to go door to door to thank him.

"The mother with the big beard died when he was ten years old. His mother went back to her natal home on a rainy day. She took a small path from Guniu Ridge to the other side of the mountain. She left in the morning and didn't come back in the evening. When the bearded father led the villagers to find the woman, she drowned!"

"Drown? I don't see the river here. The river is behind the village. How can people drown because there are hillsides in this area?" Yang Huazhong asked in surprise.

The old man Zhu sighed, not far in front, there was a very small ditch, the water stretched to his ankles, the woman lay on the side of the ditch, stuck her face into the water, and drowned herself like that up. "

"hiss……"

Yang Huazhong gasped.

Can this be drowned?It's like everyone washing their faces and drowning in the washbasin every day!
"Are you sure you drowned yourself and not homicide?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The old man Zhu shook his head, "The clothes on her body are neat, and she has a lot of entanglements, and she hasn't had any grudges with anyone. Everyone is from the village, so no one can think badly about it."

"I'm afraid that if you know people, you don't know your face." Luo Tiejiang said.

The old man Zhu shook his head, "After the woman left, the bearded man's house was restless for a long time. Later, the bearded father invited a half-immortal to come over to 'walk away', invited the woman up, and asked her how she died. She said She was walking in Guniu Ridge, and a river appeared in front of her. She fell into the river and drowned. The reason for the disturbance was because she wanted her family to burn a boat to go..."

A gust of wind blows over, as if blowing against everyone's ears.

Everyone couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)