Good luck [Spiritual]

Luo Fei actually knew about the place Gu Ting mentioned, which was beyond his expectation.

What is even more unexpected is that this place has a lot to do with him.

"I was trafficked when I was a child, and my adoptive parents are from this village," he said.

When he talked about this with several other people, it was conceivable that they all had expressions of "...".

They are now on their way to the village.This is a place so poor that nine out of ten people have never heard of it, and the remaining one will frown upon hearing it.The only communication channel with the outside world is a bus, and it takes half an hour to walk from the bus station to the village.

Girl Qingji asked him: "What happened next?"

It is completely conceivable that Luo Fei does not look like someone who grew up in such a small village.

"Later my adoptive parents passed away, and my relatives didn't want to raise them. Remembering that I was a kidnapped child, I called the police." His tone was the same as usual, without any waves, as if he was talking about a bowl of food at noon noodle. "After my biological parents found me, I went home."

"My condolences?" Yuan Zhichuan said.

"This was 20 years ago," he said.

Although nothing could be seen from his face, Yuan Zhichuan still felt that his heart was never as peaceful as it is now.

Under normal circumstances, Luo Fei would never talk about himself with them. They had known each other for such a long time, which was never before.It's not like Luo Fei would talk about someone who expects sympathy or pity from others, he doesn't need this kind of thing, and from a certain point of view, other people's sympathy and pity are the things he can't get more than disgusted.

Several people walked slowly and arrived at the entrance of the village.Similar to most dilapidated villages, most of the young people here have already gone out to work to make a living.There are only elderly people left in the village, sitting at the door of the house basking in the sun.

An old cat ran past, with an indifferent light shining in its narrowed cat eyes, and glanced at them casually.The mouse in his mouth struggled twice, but it was difficult to escape.

Gu Ting found an old house with familiarity, and said to the old man at the door: "Stay here."

The old man led them into the house without saying anything.

Gu Ting found out about this residence on the Internet.It is not far from a scenic spot, which is a virgin forest that is not fully open. Occasionally, donkey friends who want to live or die will pass by here and enter the forest adventure that is not allowed by the government.

The old man's place is one of the most suitable places to live in their strategy.

A few people went in to put down their luggage—there was nothing there, but each of them had a backpack with two or three sets of clothes in it.Qingji asked him: "Where are we going to find my master now?"

Gu Ting's tone was a little lazy: "Your master didn't leave any words, only said that he is here."

"How do I find this?" Yuan Zhichuan said helplessly, "Wait?"

"If I'm not talking about the right place, I know one place." Luo Fei said, "Behind the public cemetery in the village is..."

bang.

The old man was holding four teacups and seemed to be coming in to bring them water.Hearing Luo Fei's words, for some reason, he accidentally dropped the entire tray with the teacup to pieces.

"Who are you?" He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse.He said in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do?"

Very good, no more clichés, the clues have already come to the door.Several people looked at each other, and before they had time to determine who was going to set the tone and how to say it, Luo Fei said calmly: "I'll come back to see my mother. Her name is Zhao Xiao'e, do you remember?"

"What are you looking at! She is dead and clean! Her soul is gone!" The old man's voice suddenly became sharp: "Even if someone owes her, it is still clean!"

"Really?" Luo Fei sneered: "Aren't you still alive? What's the point of being clean? There is a mouse in this village that is clean?"

The old man was stunned for two seconds, rushed to the door, picked up a broom, and said loudly, "Get out, get out!"

Before the words finished, Luo Fei shot like lightning, and tapped his forehead lightly.The old man's eyes were dull and he passed out.

"Yo, it looks like there's something else inside." Gu Ting stepped forward a few steps, rolled over the old man's annoying eyelids and glanced, and said twice: "The attack was quite heavy. Finally, there was a clue, why are you doing this to him? .”

"Sorry, I couldn't hold back." Luo Fei said.

In the eyes of several people, Luo Fei is really not normal now.

Yuan Zhichuan was about to have a haha ​​to adjust the atmosphere, when he saw Luo Fei stepping forward, biting his finger, and drawing some talisman on the old man's forehead——

Yuan Zhichuan stopped him: "No, he can't hold on."

Seeing his nervousness, Luo Fei said, "Don't be nervous, I won't let him die."

This is a talisman to extract memory, which can be regarded as a sinister method.But Luo Fei was right. He didn't want this person's life, so he acted a little softer. Relatively, the effect was slightly worse.

So several people saw a puff of smoke coming out of the old man's head.

The effect is slightly worse because only some clips that impressed him very deeply were extracted.Judging from the old man's reaction just now, the matter about Luo Fei's adoptive mother is definitely a nightmare that he will never forget in his life.They should be able to gain something.

Luo Fei searched in the smoke for a while, and with a wave of his hand, a small cloud of fog separated from it, and a fast-playing video was displayed in front of several people.

This video starts with a funeral.The deceased was an old lady in her eighties.

The virtuous son and grandson cried in front of people for two days. On the third day, they couldn't hold back their urgency and quarreled with their siblings in front of their mother over the family property.The old man didn't care about the specific content of the quarrel, so they couldn't hear clearly, but their angry and funny faces were clear.

They were arguing, the surrounding villagers were laughing, and the old man was also laughing.He didn't look that old then.

All the noisy noises around him are blurred in his memory, and they set off the creaking sound that sounded at no time.

The coffin was pushed away, and the old lady sat up from inside the coffin, stretched her teeth and claws stiffly, and rushed towards everyone who came to see her off for the last time.

But she was so weak that she was soon killed again.

People seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief, but they didn't know that this was just the beginning. Soon, everyone began to panic all day long.

Many people started to get strange diseases, died, came back to life, and were killed by their relatives.All this happened in two or three days, and before they had a chance to react, everything happened.

They want to leave, but find...there's no way out, and they're stuck here.

Crazy emotions spread among the villagers, and what ended it all was an old Taoist who came suddenly.

"It's my master." Qingji girl said softly.

The old Taoist walked around the village and finally stopped under a tree.The narration in the video seems to be a voice-over saying: "The daughter-in-law surnamed Zhao is buried here."

The old Taoist sat down under the tree and said something in a low voice, as if chatting with someone, ashes to ashes to ashes.

Only then did the villagers realize that the roads that disappeared outside had returned.

The strange thing is gone, but the haze in the hearts of the villagers has never dissipated.After this incident, the whole village really fell into disrepair.

After reading the old man's memory, Qing Ji said: "The last place where my master appeared was..."

"Beside the ancestral grave." Luo Fei said.