It is true to say that the village of Tingjiu has also suffered a flying disaster.

The original bus crashed on the mountainside of Tingjiu Village, the result of the Tingjiu village also suffered, shortly after the disaster there were a large number of suspected haunting events out, the doors of the village's every household were affixed to the town ghost character, the door was covered with red, red, green and green spirit characters and large and small clocks, Guan Gong and Qin Qiong statues, the roadside is everywhere.

It is also because of the continuous haunting events that many people in the village have moved away, and today, the number of people in the village has been much smaller.

We walked for a long time on the mountain road, took some effort to come to the village of Tingjiu Village, looked inside the village, but only felt a dark and quiet.There are fewer people in the village, and now it is a big night, and this quiet atmosphere is really scary!

After being brave and mentally prepared, we finally entered this special village.

True and very similar to the legend, the village roadside can be seen everywhere sacrifice supplies, plus some paper people, many of which seem to have some years, some paper people are even broken by the wind and rain.The surrounding buildings can also be seen everywhere, and the door god is dedicated to the door, but it has also been for some years.

Because of the large number of people leaving, many houses in the village have not lived in people for a long time, and they look old and cold.Walking in the village in this environment, and then think about the horror legends that have been handed down here, it really makes us shudder!

Naturally, there are still some villagers living in the village, some of whom sleep late, and the light of the electric light in the window adds a little light to the dark village.

However, we did not bother them, after walking in the village for a while, the three fire old road stopped to pull out the compass, read the words turned the next hand, and then took us to change the direction, along a small path straight down.

It is also strange that this trail is really imperial, and the surrounding environment is more gloomy than the whole village, and the more I go, the more uneasiness I feel in my heart, and the more I feel, the more I am, the heart rate is also slowly accelerating.

Walking along, the surrounding buildings suddenly began to dwindle until they were all left behind – we had already passed through the village of Tinjiu.

But the three fire old road has not stopped, still in the control of the hands forward, has been walking with us for more than three minutes, to the deserted mountain to see an old-fashioned cold shed, this is stopped.

However, looking at this cold shed from a distance, I was more and more frightened, crossed the three fire old road, went to the front of the cold shed to look inside, but I was startled on the spot - inside, there was a paper table, there was a paper man on all sides, only this side of the entrance was empty!

Although the appearance is only a paper person, I feel a very strong feeling of repression from them.Look closely, they are not looking at mahjong, but are staring at the entrance of the pavilion, which is my direction!Their eyes are just ordinary paper eyes, but I prefer to feel their cold eyes, which makes their backs cold!

Behind me, Zhao Lulu also came here one after another, and all were shocked to see the situation in the cold shed, and all of them were shocked, and the situation of Fang Tianqing was particularly serious, even "Wow" shouted to hide behind me and grabbed my arm, and even my hands were trembling.

I quickly comforted: "Tianqing, don't be so nervous, paper people!"

At this time, I can only say this, can't really say what I feel, so that he is more afraid!

But the sky was a timid look and replied, “I know, I know this cold shed!”These days I dream of these paper people, all in this cold shed!"

“Huh?”

He said this, but we are strange: "Have you been here before?"

“No, absolutely not, this is my first time here!”The sky shook his head.

“That’s weird...” I muttered, and it didn’t seem like a simple coincidence.

At this time, the three fire old road also melodious came over, smiled and said: "It's not strange, they have always been here to pull you to play mahjong, you dream that they will be this scene."

“Is that so?”Fang Tianqing still did not believe a little, but I suddenly raised my eyebrows, this scene, I feel so familiar!

I think at the beginning, before we accompanied Cao Wanjun to them in Shentang Bay, I had dreamed of the bottomless pit under the Shentang Bay, and in reality we really reached that place, experienced a very similar picture to the dream, and then to Tianzi did not say in the dream that he was calling me?

Now the encounter with Fang Tianqing is somewhat similar to mine at the beginning, but the difference is that I am not hostile to my brother, but these three paper people really want Fang Tianqing's life!

Looking at these three paper people, after a long time, Fang Tianqing adapted to it, slowly moved behind me, and tentatively asked, “Then when will we... start?”

The old road looked at the time, smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is another hour, then cast the Fa, now here to rest and rest."

"Ah?"Resting here?Don’t you feel panicked?”

"You can go out on your own."

“No!I’ll stay here with you.”

“...”

This cold shed was relatively empty, and in addition to the three papermen and the mahjong table, there were some stone bricks and wood, so we picked up some of the squares and sat down as stools.

An hour is not too long, but in this environment, watching the three paper people spend an hour, it is really a little languid.I look at the three paper people from time to time, but every time I look at them, it seems that they are looking back at me, it is terrible!

At this time, the iron egg this boy is not open which pot does not mention which pot: "Captain, Lulu sister, this hour old dry sitting is too boring, you talk about, ting nine villages have spread what terrible legends!" 」

“The horror legend?I thought...”

Zhao Lulu was already thinking about it, but I quickly interrupted, “What ghost story is listening to at this time, your boy?”It’s not you who plays mahjong with ghosts for a while!”

"Oh, I can't wait, Captain, Ignore this thing..." The iron egg quickly stopped, this little confused...

The story was not told, we did not talk about other topics, the time of the suffering for an hour was finally spent, and when we saw that it was about twelve o'clock in the morning, we finally began to prepare.

The three fire old roads themselves brought a folding table, and after they were set up, they began to set the altar.This kind of work, they can get used to, move quickly, after the preparation and then to the mahjong table laid two yellow paper, around the red line set into a certain formation, just to lie down the two of us.

Then I prepared two small blank characters, and each of me and Fang Tianqing received a brush stained with cinnamon, which was to write down their own birthdays.