The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 213 A Tranquil Village

Wen Zhong took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, looked at it for a while, and then put it back in his pocket.

According to the three generations of the Ye family, the original title of this yellow paper letter was Yan Wang Posts, and all these Yan Wang Posts were sent by Ping An Inn.

"There is only one month to count down." Wen Zhong frowned, and then turned his attention to the surrounding villages.

The three of them walked into this gloomy village along the small road into the village. The whole Baiyang Village gave people a feeling of nothingness, obviously it was right in front of you, but you just couldn't feel its existence.

Very weird.

Wen Zhong even faintly felt a tingling pain between his brows, not because of being suppressed, but a kind of induction, which is the induction between Li Gui and Li Gui.

The architectural structure of the entire Baiyang Village seemed very strange to him. There were no earthen houses like the ones unique to mountain villages in his impression, but instead they were modern tile-roofed houses, and there were even small villas. It was so full of vines that he almost thought there were still people living here.

"Let's look around first. The four of them have also entered this village. Why haven't we seen them?" Wen Zhong said.

"I haven't seen it either, anyway, be careful." After Wang Muyou finished speaking, he looked for a direction of the village and walked over.

For him, acting alone is already a trivial matter, and the constraints on his acting alone will be less.

"Boss Wen, what should I do then?" Dai Zhibin scratched his head and asked,

Wen Zhong watched him fall into short thoughts. Although Dai Zhibin was driving a fierce ghost, he was still a newcomer in the supernatural circle and lacked experience.

If he was allowed to act alone like this, it would probably kill him.

After a while, Wen Zhong said: "You should follow me first, or you can go to the surrounding houses to find out if there are any clues about this Baiyang Village."

"Looking for clues?" Dai Zhibin looked at the surrounding houses, nodded and said, "No problem, then I will stay in these houses, and you can call me on the walkie-talkie if you have anything to do."

"Well, if you meet the other four people, remember to contact them at any time. They are not as easy to talk to as Wang Muyou and I."

Seeing what Dai Zhibin said, Wen Zhong stopped insisting and checked the communication function of the walkie-talkie. After confirming that there was no problem, Wen Zhong walked towards the other side of the village.

The walkie-talkie was a special walkie-talkie prepared by Wang Muyou before they set off. It was mainly made of gold to prevent signal shielding from happening.

Wen Zhong walked in the village, the surroundings were very quiet, except for the occasional sound of wind blowing fallen leaves, there was no noise, not even his footsteps could be heard.

"This is very interesting. This village looks peaceful on the surface, but it can't stand the slightest scrutiny." Wen Zhong thought about it, and he was analyzing through the only clues.

"It's just like... an inducement, like the village wants us to notice these abnormalities. It's not in line with common sense, and it doesn't conform to the law of ghosts."

"No, no, there's no need to worry about this village. What you should be looking for is a way to enter the spiritual land, not about information about this village. It's almost putting the cart before the horse."

Just when Wen Zhong was thinking, he suddenly felt a cold air blowing against his ears. This air was very weak but close at hand, as if lying directly on his shoulders and blowing towards his ears.

"who is it!?"

Wen Zhong raised his ghost hand and twisted it behind him, but when he turned around, he found that there was nothing behind him, only a few fallen leaves were slowly falling to the ground.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Wen Zhong frowned, and the flesh between his eyebrows was torn instantly, and the blood-stained ghost eyes hidden under the flesh popped out, aiming directly at the nearest residential house.

Without saying a word, he strode over and unceremoniously raised his ghostly hand to unscrew the door of this folk house.

The old metal door was twisted into twists by him, and he threw it directly on the grass beside him, and everything in the residential house was displayed within his line of sight.

But there was nothing unusual, there was nothing inside except for the dusty furniture.

"Gollum—"

Ghost Tong kept turning between his brows and looked at the residential house, but he still found nothing. Everything around him seemed very normal, but this was precisely the biggest abnormality.

Walking out of the residence and looking at the extremely quiet village, Wen Zhong couldn't help but think of Zhao Jian, whether the other party fell down because he underestimated the tranquility.

The information on the second stage of the ceremony is very scarce, and the information he has in his hands can't be connected at all. At present, the only way to find clues is in Baiyang Village.

But there is not even a ghost in such a big place, where should he look for clues.

"Do you want to look inside the residential house? The residential house just now is very suspicious. The dark wind seems to be blowing from the residential house, but the doors and windows were closed when I went..."

At this time, Wen Zhong remembered what Professor Ochiai said was very reasonable, that is, those who look for complete rationality in supernatural events must have their brains kicked by donkeys.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong returned to the previous dwelling again. Looking at the dusty furniture and rotten and spoiled fruits and vegetables, he frowned and quickly began to sort out useful clues.

However, Wen Zhong didn't seem to realize that he had already started to have a connection with this village before he knew it...

Just as he was searching for clues about Baiyang Village in the houses in full swing, Wang Muyou came to the back hill of Baiyang Village at this moment. In front of him was a pool of water, exuding a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

"Will this pool be the way to the land of spirits?"

Wang Muyou swiped the water twice with a short knife, and then he picked up a stone from the side and threw it towards the pool.

"Puff-"

The stone quickly sank into the water, and the cold atmosphere became more intense at this moment, as if the stone thrown by Wang Muyou broke a certain balance.

But soon, everything returned to calm.

"Well, it's kind of weird."

There was obviously something wrong with this pool, but for some reason, he couldn't tell the reason.

For a moment, Wang Muyou looked at this pool and fell into deep thought.

At this time, if you look down from the top, you will find that his shadow reflected in the water has spread out at some point, completely rendering the water in the entire pool into a pitch-black color.

(End of this chapter)