Returning from the abyss

Chapter 680

When the sun was setting to the west, the two cars had already entered the range of Zaoyuanzhuang.As Qian Yipeng said, there are mountains and waters here, and the mountains and waterways form a division, making each cluster of settlements surrounded by large agricultural areas outside.On the way, Qian Yipeng also explained that the old garden was the original part of Zaoyuanzhuang. From the hillside to the foot of the mountain, forestry and terraced fields were their main sources of farming.The Xiahe River is slightly downstream of the waterway, and a large number of paddy fields, fisheries, and aquaculture have formed the prosperity here, and it is now the largest settlement.Lu Ning and the others are driving past Dadong Road. The entire Zaoyuanzhuang is most like a modern town. With the construction of the road, it is a large gathering area for secondary and tertiary industries.Caowazi is the place where the reservoir used to be. It is a little remote. It was established by a group of people with the help of the surrounding environment of the reservoir. It has attracted many photographers and bird lovers because of the many wild birds staying here.

Such a scattered but united town structure has actually brought many difficulties to the investigation, but fortunately, it seems that it is not too late.At least Bai Li didn't seem to have started yet.

When Qian Yipeng heard that everyone was coming, he immediately said that it would be better to go directly to his house. He lived in Xiaheshao, a farmyard, and he could live there even if everyone passed by.

Along the highway, the range of Dadong Road was gradually opened. The surrounding houses gradually became sparse, and the fields that had been burned after being harvested were waiting for the first snowfall in winter. As the sun gradually set, these scenes also slowly Slowly disappearing into the night.

Lu Ning's car was behind, and while she was concentrating on driving, she suddenly felt her vision brighten, and Chen Hang's car in front shook violently. Fortunately, the speed of the car was not fast, so it didn't fall down the slope.Before everyone could react, a car with high beams on passed by and sped away.Lu Ning immediately grabbed her cell phone and called Zhou Shilan in the car ahead.

"Are you okay?"

"No... just being shaken." Zhou Shilan whispered, but Chen Hang could still be heard cursing behind her.

"Why do people like this still exist?" Teng Xuan also wanted to get angry, "I still turn on the high beam when I go on the road at night. Is it really in a hurry to go on the road?"

"Don't complain about this kind of person, sooner or later you will be punished. Let's go to Qian Yipeng's house first, and we will be there in 5 minutes." Lu Ning reassured her.

This episode did not affect their arrival at the address given to them by Qian Yipeng at Xiaheshao.This is a very large farmyard. It is probably because the land was sparsely populated at the time, so the house was built as brightly as possible. There is a small courtyard and half a vegetable garden behind it.

Chen Hang called before arriving, and Qian Yipeng was already waiting at the door.

"Hehe, Laoqian, this is really your house, it's not small!" Chen Hang was also surprised by the scale.

"It's an ancestral house. My two uncles usually live here. Don't worry, they are very enthusiastic. The main reason is that my grandparents are buried here. They always come back during the Chinese New Year." Qian Yipeng said with a smile, " My dad was very happy to hear that some friends came to visit."

"You didn't tell them about that, did you?" Chen Hang asked.

"I didn't say it, but the few you brought..."

Chen Hang grinned, and compared with his hands: "My cousin, the teacher invited by Zhou Shilan's family, and those two are Li Wenyue's uncles. It's not that we don't give money when we bring our family here. At worst, we can use this to convince your father."

"Your excuse is really random." Qian Yipeng shrugged helplessly.

That's what I said, but Qian Yipeng's parents and two uncles were really enthusiastic.

Uncle Qian is already married, and this year he sent his daughter-in-law back to his natal home to come here on his own. It seems that he is planning to go to his natal home for the New Year, and he will do what he should have done a few years ago here.Uncle Qian is the real housekeeper here. He is not married, but adopted a child named Qian Yirong, who is four years younger than Qian Yipeng. He seemed a little shy, so he ran back after saying hello to everyone. own house.

Although it is a farm compound, there is no shortage of modern daily necessities here, and the Internet is also smooth.What Qian Yipeng found for everyone were the two big houses in the courtyard of the second entrance, both of which had a big kang, which was enough for sleeping.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? We've eaten today, and I'll warm up the pads for you later, and I'll treat you well tomorrow. By the way, is there anything these priests don't want to eat?" Qian Yi Peng asked after arranging a place to sleep.

Jin Yuntai shook his head and smiled, "Thank you for taking care of me. We have no taboos, and we don't need luxurious food."

"By the way, old money, does anyone go out at night in your place?" Chen Hang remembered something, "We were shaken by a high-beam dog on the way just now, do you know anyone who has this habit?"

"Uh... that may be Ge Lu, who is also from Xiaheshao. I don't know why he made a lot of money. His domineering appearance is quite annoying. The behavior you said is like him. Seeing the car What is it like?"

"The license plate is GU9874." Lu Ning said.

"That's Ge Lu's car, that's right." Qian Yipeng nodded, "But if nothing serious happens, then don't look for him, that guy is a scoundrel, and if he gets stuck, he will make a fuss."

"Chen Hang, if that person has nothing to do with our purpose, let him go first." Lu Ning persuaded Chen Hang, and Chen Hang curled his lips in noncommittal.

Father Qian soon came to invite everyone to eat. Paste pancakes to cook fish, mixed vegetables, sausages and fried garlic sprouts, plus polenta, a very peasant meal.Chen Hang took the initiative to talk to Father Qian and Uncle Lian, but he didn't know what to say. Anyway, when they came back together, Lu Ning felt that they were more enthusiastic.

Fear and running for a day made everyone hungry. Except for Lu Ning, Chen Hang and the three cultivators who were a little restrained, the rest of the people were feasting. Even the two little ones brought by Tang Haiyao Also ate a lot.And the situation brought about after such a heavy meal is——

"Heh~~~~" Qi Mei yawned big, and then this yawn seemed to be contagious and attracted several people to start too.Tang Haiyao's younger siblings even leaned against her and almost fell asleep.

"It looks like everyone is tired." Chen Hang stood up and moved his body, "It's late today anyway, everyone go to bed first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning if you have anything to do."

"Hmm...Chen Hang, look at this." Zhou Shilan swiped her phone, tugged at Chen Hang's arm, and let him move closer.

"What? Is it your turn?"

Hearing these words, Lu Ning also took out her mobile phone and looked at it. Sure enough, another solitaire session had been uploaded, and the next one seemed to be in Zhou Shilan's hands.

"We need to discuss it," Lu Ning said.

"Well, Shilan, you should give us a little advantage in your story." Chen Hang also said, "Let's see what the last person wrote first."

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The low temperature in the mountain village is also related to the sparsely populated conditions and geographical location.It was already midwinter and approaching the end of the new year, the coldness of the earth was even more biting, and usually no one would go out at night.

Lu Jiangyang lay in the quilt, he could feel the warmth from the embers of fire under the kang cave, and he could also hear the slight snoring of his friend Yang Cai not far away.If there is no daytime experience, if there is no purpose of coming here, he believes that this should be a comfortable farmhouse leisure.

But not so.

The moonlight was bright, and the curtains in the living room were not thick enough to block out all the light from the sky. You could still see the moonlight penetrating into the room through the tiny gaps in the curtains.The shadow brought by the light swayed in front of his eyes, and a gust of wind turned it into twisted and wriggling shadows, like countless long hairs fluttering.But when I looked closely, I found that it was just an illusion, just that the thatch hanging from the eaves was blown by the wind.

Lu Jiangyang couldn't fall asleep, so he took out his mobile phone and checked the rumors about the drowned woman again.It's a pity that this move is just for psychological comfort. As a person who is going to visit the field, he has already compared the information about the drowned woman in several places before, and there is nothing new at this time.

Insomnia, nervousness, anxiety, panic... The mixed emotions made Lu Jiangyang feel a little urgent to urinate at night when the residual temperature slowly dissipated.

He knew now that the phrase "scared to pee" had a real meaning sometimes.

Of course, Lu Jiangyang wasn't so frightened that he didn't even dare to go out to the bathroom.In rural houses, the toilet is built opposite the yard, which is convenient for composting.Of course, it's not very far. Go out from the door of the house and walk across the dirt road. The total distance is no more than 20 meters.

He put on his clothes, left the warm bed, and walked towards the toilet, complaining in a low voice that the toilet is not repaired here, it is really inconvenient in the countryside.

The coldness began to seep.On winter nights, the moon and stars were scarce, and after Lu Jiangyang quickly solved his physical problems, he hurried back to run. He already missed the bed a little bit.But just as he was running towards the door, he suddenly heard a "plop".

It seems like something has fallen into the water?But Lu Jiangyang remembers very clearly that the farmhouse he stayed at was far away from the water, and he had to walk at least 100 meters to see the river.There is absolutely no water near where you can fall into it.

Is that a water tank?There are indeed three large water tanks in the farmyard. Lu Jiangyang also looked carefully during the day, and they are all half full, not enough to flood people.And the direction where the sound was heard just now was not the corner where the water tank was.

He heard his teeth colliding lightly, he couldn't tell whether it was cold or frightened, and now he was at the door, he could rush into the room with one step, and he could call for help by opening his mouth.

Body stiff.

He vowed that if he could go back alive, he would scold those idiots who commented on horror movies like "Why don't you run" and "Why don't you call someone"? Holding his breath, he almost regarded himself as a dead person.

The sound of water is not a clear sound, but the sound of muddy mud, and it is also like a person walking slowly through the mud in the mud.The voice was gradually becoming clear in my ears, and the only luck was that it was not coming towards him.Lu Jiangyang felt that the hairs all over his body had stood up, and he adjusted his head slightly so that he could glance at the direction of the voice from the corner of his sight.The moonlight was bright and the vision was good, so he saw—

There are two heads moving slowly on the dirt road.

One was completely covered by hair and appeared to be a woman with no face at all, while the other was a child with a swollen face like a drowned corpse.The moment Lu Jiangyang saw it, his mind was completely blank. At the same moment, the woman's head was tilted. Although he didn't see it, he felt that the two sides were looking at each other.

In such a cold weather, Lu Jiangyang instantly felt that his body was drenched in sweat.

He yelled, but it was only a few hoarse dry growls, or so he thought he was roaring.No one could hear him, no one knew he was screaming.

The next day, Yang Cai got up and found that Lu Jiangyang was not on the bed, and when he went out, he found his friend who had passed out at the door.He tried Lu Jiangyang's forehead and found that he had developed a high fever, so he had no choice but to borrow a car from the boss and take Lu Jiangyang back to Gengwu City.

——[The uploader, the reverberation lingers]

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"Ye Qin's first story is quite interesting." Chen Hang said after reading it.

"It's like... an incident has come to an end, but everyone knows that the incident has not really ended." Zhou Shilan said a little uneasy.

"Then the question comes back to us, Shilan, what should we do." Chen Hang said, "We can continue this story, but don't we still have a few lines?"

"At present, there are still the line for me and Haiyao to Micheng, the line for Deng Changjun's house, and the Taoist line for Min Feng." Lu Ning added.

"Then how about we arrange some escorts for Wenyue? Let's say she met a Taoist over there, and she has long since discovered that there are evil spirits in the secret city, so come together..."

"I appreciate your kindness, but I don't think it will work." Lu Ning said.

"Why?" Chen Hang asked.

"This is a horror story, not a ghost-hunting novel. Even the Minfeng part that introduces the Taoist sect is focused on describing the horror plot. The Taoist uncle is just for embellishment. Of course you can try it, but your twelve hours Those who need to stay overnight are not as abundant as the 08 hours during the day, according to the deadline, it should be...the manuscript must be handed in at 30:[-] tomorrow morning." Lu Ning gave her own reasons.

Chen Hang also looked at Zhou Shilan worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's too easy to write [-] words normally, but we want to stuff some private goods into these [-] words, so we need to plan carefully, why don't we ask some Taoists to give us some suitable entry methods Although we can't arrange a whole Taoist sect, we can meet a wandering Taoist priest who is very capable by chance, right?" Lu Ning smiled slightly, "After all, it was the president who told us not to die in the early stage. How can ghost stories not die in the early stage? It is also appropriate for noble people to help."

(End of this chapter)