The old man looked at me with a wry smile and shook his head, "I don't know, I only know that the ghost curse can be barely untie, but I have never heard of the ghost curse turning into a ghost face."

I had to turn my eyes to Mr. Lin, "Senior, do you know?"

Mr. Lin raised his eyes and looked at me, but said with some irresponsibility, "You still want to enter the village, right?"

I was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"When you leave the village, you will have an answer." Mr. Lin suddenly said meaningfully.

I was stunned for a moment, looked at Old Lin with some understanding, sighed and nodded, "I understand. Senior, I have a reluctant request."

"I won't go into the village with you." Old Lin picked up the teacup and took a sip of it calmly, and said slowly.

I nodded with a wry smile, "Okay, that's annoying. If I can still come out alive, I hope my seniors have some places to give me advice."

Old Lin nodded silently and stopped talking. The old man and I looked at each other, stood up and said hello, and left the shop.

"Old man," I said with lingering fear, "Let's get into the village as soon as possible."

The old man looked at my expression and nodded with a bitter smile, "Let's go, I'll go tomorrow morning."

At night, I was a little absent-minded in bed. I didn't know when the things on my neck would come to cause trouble for me. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The smile of the woman appeared in my mind from time to time, and then I was driven away by me with forced thoughts. But the more I did, the less I couldn't sleep.

After a night of hard work, I didn't sleep much. At this time, the sky was getting darker. I got up and washed up, and then knocked on the door of the old man's room.

The old man also packed his things and frowned at me as he looked at my bloody eyes, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

I exclaimed, "Put off the good words."

The old man snorted, said nothing, and came out with his bag on his back.

There are only two shuttle buses in Shangjin Village in the town a day. The old man and I took the first bus early and drove into Muhuai Village staggeringly.

Through the window glass, I looked at the scenery outside. I have to say that the environment of this undeveloped place is really good. Large areas of trees are stacked, and groups of cattle and sheep slowly passed by on the hillside in the distance. When passing by the cornfields, they all pulled out pink and purple ears, which were very rural-style places.

I opened the car window and felt the fresh air in the morning. If it weren't for the special reason this time, I would have been ten times better than now.

The old man also sat aside and closed his eyes to rest. There were not many people entering the village, so the car would stop where it needed to get off. Gradually, only the old man and I were left in the car. I glanced at the old man who was still squinting his eyes and pushed it gently, "Old man, when will we get off the car?"

The old man opened his eyes and looked outside, stunned for a moment and said, "Ask the driver."

I glanced at the old man speechlessly, and had to think of the driver driving in front and said, "Master, please stop in Muhuai Village."

"Hello, it's coming soon!" The driver paused for a moment and said enthusiastically.

"Okay!" I agreed. Soon, the master parked the car on the side of the road, and looked at us standing below and looking around with a smile, "Here, you'll be there when you walk forward from the small road."

I smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Master!"

"You're welcome," the driver smiled cheerfully, and then said meaningfully, "Are you a foreigner? You have to be careful when you enter the village!"

I was stunned for a moment, but the driver smiled and touched his bald head and drove the car back. I looked at the old man and said vigilantly, "Old man, isn't this driver a little bit uneasy?"

"Maybe," the old man nodded casually and looked at me, "But I think you're more worried about yourself now."

I touched the face covered on my neck, nodded with a bitter smile, stopped talking, and followed the old man into the village.

"By the way, old man, do you know where Leng Ningshuang's house lives?" I asked panting while walking with my package on my back. We have been walking from the village head to now for almost two hours, but we still haven't seen a family.

"How could I know," the old man said with some breath, "I am not a household registration survey. It would be great to know Muhuai Village!"

I looked at the path ahead with a little despair, and muttered, "I should have asked the driver to send us inside just now."

"Come on, you haven't seen what the driver is thinking?" the old man said angrily.

"What's the point?" I asked in a daze.

"They just don't want to enter this village and put us on the side of the road. Do you think someone will come to Muhuai Village every day?" The old man stopped and took a sip of water and said.

I still wonder, "What does it mean?"

The old man glanced at me and said meaningfully, "You are afraid you don't know how much influence your little girlfriend had on here when something happened to her? Do you think these drivers coming and going know?"

"But how did he realize that we were here to look for Leng Ningshuang? Maybe we are just people who returned to our hometown?" I asked curiously.

The old man sat on a big stone and was silent for a moment, "Tell me so, Muhuai Village is not an ordinary village. Otherwise, the owner of the things on your neck would not be here either. The driver is an old man, and some things can be unknown, but it is absolutely right to keep the necessary distance."

I nodded hesitantly. Indeed, this is a bit reasonable. But what I am a little curious about is what the woman holding a white paper umbrella is. Why does even Mr. Lin, who is in awe, say that he can't afford to offend him?

"Let's take a break first, and then find out the specific location on the side of the road." The old man simply leaned against the stone to rest.

I also put down my backpack and rested. From a distance, I saw a 1990s motorcycle rumbling in from outside. The old man and I took a look, quickly put down the water in our hands and stood in the middle of the road and waved. The old man riding the motorcycle was stunned when he saw us, but he still stopped.

I walked up excitedly, and was about to ask how to go to Leng Ningshuang's house, but the old man on the side quickly said, "Uncle, we are here to find relatives. I don't know where Uncle Li is on the east end of Muhuai Village? I've been old and haven't walked around for many years, so I don't know how to go."

But it was a bit embarrassing that the old man riding a motorcycle just smiled apologetically, then pointed to his ears, and then pointed to his mouth and gestured for a long time. It turned out that the old man was a deaf and mute.

The old man and I looked at it a little awkwardly, then I pointed to the road ahead and gestured for a long time, but the old man couldn't quite understand it.

I was so quick that I simply took out the paper and pen from my backpack. After thinking about it, I wrote down what the old man said just now. After a look, the old man finally nodded with a smile. The old man and I also climbed onto the motorcycle. After a long time, we finally arrived at our destination.

The old man smiled and pointed to the room in front, probably this was it. I quickly bowed and thanked him, put a pack of cigarettes in the old man's pocket. The old man refused and refused, but I pushed it back, and then followed the old man to the house of Mr. Li, whom I didn't know.

"Old man, we will go to Leng Ningshuang's house sooner or later. There is no need to hide it now, right?" I followed the old man and said hesitantly.

"I just wanted to be too arrogant when I entered the village. Let's take a look at the situation first." The old man said calmly, "Besides, how did you know that I don't know this Uncle Li?"

I was stunned, "Then you might as well contact him directly? Why are we still struggling for so long?"

The old man gave me a blank look, "Young man, it is difficult to achieve great things if he can't hold back."

I was speechless and had to follow behind silently. The old man then explained, "It was Mr. Lin who asked me to come to see Mr. Li, and I have never seen him before."

I was a little amused and laughed, "No wonder Mr. Li from Dongjiao, who was arrogant and arrogant. I was just thinking about what if the old man just now was not a deaf and mute person, what if he was wrong?"

"It's always right to do a few more hands to prepare," the old man said calmly, and then knocked on the door of Mr. Li's house.

An aunt poked her head out of it and said in a dialect, "Who are you looking for?"

The old man quickly replied in a similar dialect, "I'm here to find Mr. Li, don't you know he is at home?"

The aunt shook her head and said, "Go out. Mr. Qiao in the village has passed away. Old Li is there. What are you doing to find Old Li?"

Inexplicably, the old man's face turned pale and he hurriedly said, "It's nothing, I'm just here to take a look. I wonder how Mr. Qiao's house goes?"

The aunt pointed to the east, "Follow this road ahead, turn to the end and walk to the left and you'll be there."

After finding out the location, I quickly said thank you and the old man, and walked eastward without stopping. "Old man, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? I was not right? I followed behind and asked. "Also, are we really going to find this Mr. Li or are we just a delaying strategy?"

The old man stopped and sighed, "Before entering the village, Mr. Lin explained three things to me, one is to ask us to find Old Man Li after entering the village, and the other is that when we entered the village, we happened to meet an old man who died in the village. This time we entered the village, and we will die for a lifetime."

I suddenly shivered, "Mr. Qiao, the aunt just mentioned..."

The old man nodded with a deep expression and took a deep breath, "So this time, it's probably difficult to get out..."

I also took a deep breath and said hesitantly, "Is it just a coincidence..."

The old man smiled bitterly, "I hope it's just a coincidence. It's just what Mr. Lin said, and the coincidence factor almost does not exist."

I lowered my head silently, and then slowly said, "What is the third thing?"

The old man was stunned, sighed softly and said, "Beware of Leng Ningshuang's grandmother."
Chapter completed!