The sun is faintly in the western mountains, and through the setting sun in the woods, it looks like crystals falling on the ground after it is broken.

There are some mottled figures swaying at the foot of the West Mountain. There is a small village here. Hou Yu told everyone that this is our final destination.

A large dirt road runs through the entire village, and the people are located near the dirt road.

When you walk to the entrance of the village, there is a large stone tablet erected by the dirt road, with three words written in traditional Chinese - Baigu Village!

"Bone Village...what village has such a weird name?"

The strange name of the village successfully attracted everyone's attention, and the timid people even retreated with white faces.

It was indeed strange. I looked around the village.

The village is surrounded by mountains and looks gloomy. Although the mountains are not as exaggerated as covering all the sunlight, it is only at noon that time to accept light. The sun is slightly off and cannot shine on the village.

I have never encountered such terrain and Feng Shui before, and I don’t understand it at all, but my intuition tells me that this is definitely not a good Feng Shui.

The stone tablet is full of weeds, and some words can be seen vaguely in the position where the weeds are hidden at the bottom of the stone tablet.

I took apart the hair that grew to my knees and walked to the front of the stone tablet. The bright red fonts had been smeared. The only thing I could see was the two words at the end - Help!

Help - I don’t know which string in my memory touched, and I suddenly felt cold in my hands and feet.

I squatted in front of the stone tablet, trying to get closer to the vague fonts, trying to see clearly what was written on it. However, this was meaningless and I couldn't see clearly the words in front.

Maybe this is the blood stain left by a person, but the blood stain should be reddish-brown after it dried up, not so bright. When you reach out and touch it, it is just red paint, and you will see that the words "Help" are written in paint, which makes people feel like a prank.

A breeze blew, and there was a rotten stench in the wind. This smell was so close to me, the rotten stench of meat that I was familiar with.

An alarm suddenly sounded in my mind, and I suddenly stood up and looked around, trying to identify where the smell of rotten came from.

The taste is very strong, as if it is behind a stone tablet-

Cold sweat oozed out from his forehead. There was also a bloody smell in the rotten smell. It was so strong that it was definitely not a corpse of a small object. Could it be-

Maybe I was too sensitive along the way, but I just couldn't help thinking like this.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly peeled off the weeds and walked towards the back of the stone tablet. "Crash--" The weeds behind the stone tablet moved, scaring my body to a little stiff, but still moving forward with my body stiffness.

This daytime thing is at most just a wild animal. I comfort myself so much.

I took a step forward, and the weed kept ringing, as if something was about to come out.

"Ahhh--Ghost!"

I didn't know that the woman screamed. Before she could see what was rushing over, she felt a stench soaring towards me and I was hit hard on the ground.

"Ah—Help—" A sharp voice penetrated into my ears, piercing my eardrums to hurt. I must be such a weird voice that was definitely not from the brigade.

The women behind me began to cry, and even if they didn't look back, they could imagine them holding each other in a ball or hiding in the arms of boys. I didn't know what they saw so panic. The thing that hit me spread the stench on me, and I wanted to vomit.

"Ziyi, how are you? Is there any place to get hurt?" Brother Fengyu walked to me, he pressed my shoulder and looked at me with a worried and panic look. That kind of eyes seemed to me walking through hell, which was the look of losing and regaining, or even more exaggerated.

"I'm fine, what have you seen?"

He shook his head, "Nothing, maybe we've read it wrong."

So many people have read it wrong? Is there anything that cannot be said?

He had no intention of accepting this topic at all, or was avoiding it.

"I'll help you up." He said and pulled me.

"Ah hiss-" With his strength, I stood up, my palms trembled and hurt, as if a ball of flesh was dug out.

It turned out that there was broken glass under my body, probably because the villagers threw it here. My right palm was pierced by a piece of glass, about five or six centimeters, and I could see the pink tender flesh under my skin.

The blood fell along the fingers between the broken glass, and the blood that fell on the glass disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye!

A bad premonition immediately climbed into my heart. I shook off Brother Fengyu's hand and ignored the wound on my hand. I took out the dagger that was blocked on my waist and squatted down and started digging.

The palm of my palm was so painful that the blood fell on the glass along the dagger and disappeared. Under the glass was a layer of black and green soil, and the faint smell was exactly the same as the smell on the thing that hit me just now.

"I'll do it."

Brother Fengyu snatched the dagger and took over my job.

After digging the soil layer by layer, the stench became even more pungent. Brother Fengyu had to tilt his head and try to avoid directly sucking the disgusting smell into his lungs.

The black and green soil began to turn red, like dry blood. The more you dig down, the closer the color was to the dry blood. There was a snow-white root net on the dark red soil.

I stood aside, and the blood accidentally fell on the roots. The snow-white roots vibrated slightly like a pulse and then returned to calm. The blood on the root network disappeared but the blood stained on the soil turned dark red.

Brother Fengyu paused, he looked at the net for a while, and then cut off the snow-white root with one knife.

"Ji--"

After a very shrill cry, some insects smaller than rice grains surged out of the roots, and they fled around like overflowing water.

"Let's go!" I lifted Brother Fengyu who was still standing still in the spot and ran towards the dirt road.

The bugs left the grass and did not catch up with each other. Brother Fengyu and I both collapsed on the ground at the same time.

Relying on him, looking up at the blue and gloomy sky, I laughed softly: "Brother Fengyu, can we go out alive? What are those insects? There is no concept at all. Maybe they still eat people, right? Just like the blood mox we saw in the ancient tomb." My voice was very small, only enough for Brother Fengyu to hear it.

I can’t catch ghosts. What can I do without money? Brother Fengyu must not have something to do. He fell into such a huge trap just to relax for me. Now, who dares to say that Zhongshui Valley tourism is not a trap?

"It's okay, I will protect you, just like the team leader."

His voice came from behind, and these words just made me feel bitter. They protected me again! When will I be able to protect others?

But Brother Fengyu, you may not be able to protect me this time, so let me, a rookie, protect you.

"Ziyi?" He called me worriedly without seeing me answer.

"Um."

"It's okay, we can leave alive."

"Maybe." It would be easier if the entire Nakamiya was a demon cave and left alive? "Brother Fengyu, can you tell me what you saw just now?"

After three seconds of silence, he calmly spit out two words: "Monster!"
Chapter completed!