"Uncle, I am a hiker who likes adventure and a part-time outdoor anchor." Chen Ge took out his mobile phone and opened the personal homepage of the short video platform: "I am very famous on the Internet, you can search for my information."

His words made the old man confused. They were all nouns that the old man didn't understand very well: "What are you playing with donkeys?"

Holding the hoe with both hands, the old man looked at Chen Ge very vigilantly.

"Simply put, I am a very famous outdoor travel adventure enthusiast." Chen Gedong talked nonsense. He didn't care whether the old man understood or not, and directly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket: "I got lost in this mountain. I walked a long way before I met someone. You can do it. Tell me how to return to Jiujiang City."

The old man didn't touch Chen Ge's 100 yuan and stared at Chen Ge. It was obvious that he didn't believe Chen Ge's words.

The two were in a stalemate in the peach forest. The weather in the mountains was changing constantly, and the cold wind was mixed with coldness, and soon raindrops floated in the sky.

"It's raining?" Chen Ge spread his hands and let the raindrops fall in his palm. Once the rain gets heavier, the environment in the mountains will become more complicated, which is very unfavorable for him.

"I don't know where you came from. Our place is called Linguan Village. It is far from the city and there are no cars around. It's hard for you to go back to Jiujiang." The old man leaned on a hoe. His legs were weak by Chen Ge's shout. Who would have thought that in the middle of the night, a person would suddenly appear behind him?

"How is that?" Chen Ge looked entangled, as if he was really worried.

"I can send you outside the mountain, but I guess it will take until the second half of the night." The old man slowed down: "By the way, there is a village at the foot of the mountain. After I send you out, don't run into that village and walk directly along the main road."

"Why can't you enter the village? If there is a farm stay, I can do it for one night."

"I told you not to go in, so don't go in! There are so many words!" The old man's voice was stern, as if this was very important.

"But you said just now that there is no car outside. Even if I leave the mountains, I will not be able to return to Jiujiang. It will rain soon. I have to find a place to shelter from the rain, right?"

Chen Ge was telling the truth, and the old man couldn't think of a reason to refute. He stared at Chen Ge, and both sides fell silent again.

The raindrops gradually became heavier, and the old man had no choice but to deal with Chen Ge. He was also soft-hearted: "It rains at night, and it will definitely fog in the morning. If you are not afraid of trouble, go to the place where I live first and have a night."

He took off the lamp and water bottle hanging from the tree branch, dragged his hoe and stopped two or three meters away from Chen Ge: "Are you really a person outside?"

"Where is there any fake?" Chen Ge was not afraid when he saw the old man coming with a hoe. He took out his cell phone with one hand and touched the hammer handle behind him with the other: "You can search the Internet casually and find my information and live videos. Look, this person is me."

Chen Ge showed the old man a live video before he encountered mental illness in the third ward building. This is the only relatively normal live video he could find.

"Have you been on TV?"

"It can be understood this way. I am quite famous in Jiujiang."

Seeing Chen Ge in the mobile phone video and the many comments below, the old man nodded: "No wonder, ordinary people don't come here at night."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he had missed something, so he carried the hoe and turned to God: "Come with me."

Chen Ge and the old man walked through the peach forest and saw four wooden houses after walking about a few minutes.

"You live in the first room. After I turn off the lights later, I will stay in the room honestly and don't come out no matter what I hear." The old man opened the lock on the first room, but he didn't give the key to Chen Ge.

"What you said is quite scary. There will be no wolf in this place, right?" Chen Ge made up casually: "I heard that there are old wolves in the mountains. After they are not physically strong, they learn to speak out in order to lure living people..."

"No wolf, just sleep well. It will be fine if you don't go out." The old man urged Chen Ge to enter the room. After watching Chen Ge enter, he added: "Don't come out, don't stick your hands and head out, remember?"

"Don't worry, I'm very timid and never do anything dangerous on purpose." Chen Ge sat honestly on the bed in the wooden house.

"That's fine. You have a good rest. I'll send you out of the mountain tomorrow morning." After the old man said that, he entered the second wooden house.

"I always feel strange everywhere." Chen Ge looked around. There was no furniture in the wooden house, only a wooden bed with no bedding on it.

The first wooden house hasn't lived in a long time, with dust everywhere and spider webs everywhere.

"How do you live in this place? Did the old man deliberately give this to me? Or do the other ones have problems?"

He walked to the door, checked the wooden door, and found something very strange.

Normal door locks are inside the door, but the door locks of this wooden house are outside the door.

"He told me not to go out, but the door couldn't be locked from the inside." Chen Ge felt that the old man must have hidden something. He grabbed the edge of the wooden door and shouted to the side through the wall: "Uncle! I don't know what to call you yet?"

"Can you whisper softly? I'm not deaf." It was obvious that the old man's voice was trembling, and he seemed very nervous: "My surname is Bai, please go to bed quickly!"

"good."

Twenty minutes later, Chen Ge shouted at the room next to him again: "Uncle Bai, are you here?"

"So what's wrong!"

"It's okay, I just want to say thank you. Good people will be safe for the rest of their lives!"

"sleep!"

Chen Ge leaned against the wall, his face a little solemn. He yelled to the next room twice after twenty minutes apart.

Normally, a person is woken up as soon as he falls asleep, and his voice will be filled with a hint of sleepiness and anger.

But Mr. Bai's response was not like this. He replied twice without sleepiness and his voice was trembling, which meant that he was not asleep at all, and he felt like he was waiting for something to come!

"Uncle Bai looks very honest and even told me not to enter the village at the foot of the mountain. He is not like the kind of person who is full of bad water. But his abnormal behavior really makes me feel at ease."

Putting his hand on the edge of the wooden door, Chen Ge quietly opened a thin crack in the door, the rain became heavier, and darkness enveloped everything.

"These four wooden houses should be where Jiangling's family lived before, but it's not clear which room her parents died."

Pressing the switch of the repeater, Chen Ge took off his backpack and grabbed the handle of the skull-breaking hammer.

Instead of staying in the house honestly, he slowly walked towards the other three wooden houses.

The raindrops covered his deliberate slowdown. Chen Ge held the skull-breaking hammer and stopped outside the old man's room first, with his ear pressed against the door.
Chapter completed!