lm a long time ago, and only its spirit remains, attaching itself to the body of the God King" I changed the subject, humbly inquiring.Mu Wanchen hummed in response and whispered the origin story to m...My brother hurriedly asked, "Did they drive in"

The man nodded with a knowing smile: “Yes, a silver car. I saw it in the back yard, chirping and chattering like sparrows. They didn't stop, just drove right in.”

"Is there only one way inside"

"Ahead was a fork in the road, one leading out of the village and the other into it. It all depended... on whether they took the path of life or the path of death~ "

As they spoke, the sun began to set in the west, and the temperature around them started to drop.

Barren and desolate, our ancestors' creation of words and characters makes a lot of sense.

There was a sound of

a snap.

The headless rooster lay on the ground.

A man clapped his hands and went to pick up chickens to pluck, wash, and gut them.

"Are you going further in Why not have a meal with us, then go back" he asked us.

My brother waved his hand and said, "I'm done eating. Let's go back now. You said there was a fork in the road ahead, right"

The man frowned and said, "There is, but it's been many years since I've walked it. I don't know if the road is still passable... Anyway, I warned you, don't drive on that mountain road. There's only one way into the mountains, it's very easy to distinguish."

"Alright, let's drive forward and see if we can make it. If we can, we'll keep going. If not, we'll just turn back." My brother pulled me out the door.

The man stood in the yard, watching us get into the car. He couldn't help but shout again: "It's getting dark, don't go into the village!"

"Alright, see you later." my brother replied.

The car started, he closed the windows, and placed his backpack on the headrest.

"How did you give him all the cash What are we going to do when we need cash" I asked my brother.

My brother frowned and said, “He’s from the barren mountains and old forests. I deliberately let him see my wallet empty to prevent him from thinking of robbing me. Who knows how much truth there is in his words”

"...Since he volunteered to tell us about seeing several girls go in, this must be true, right We didn't even bring up any related questions."

“It’s probably true. This deserted village is a favorite among paranormal enthusiasts. They come here in groups to see if there are any unusual occurrences, and then they go back and exaggerate the stories, making them both thrilling and boastful.” My brother snorted.

Don't be curious about anything, especially ghosts and spirits.

This line emphasizes fate, comprehension, and lineage. It should not be approached as an ordinary hobby.

Because you don't know if you have been disrespectful, if you have broken any taboos, or if you have offended something.

In short, do not approach the unknown with a playful, novel, or thrilling mindset. Some curiosity can harm your body and life, while some curiosity harms your fortune and karma.

“This man’s words should be true… but whether he's a good person, I don't know… There’s a saying that even ghosts are afraid of evil people, right Because evil people are bold and ruthless. This man dared to come back alone to this place to sweep the graves on the eve of July 7th, which means he's also a tough person who doesn't suffer losses in life.” My brother said to me as he slowly drove the car.

"You, Young Master Mu, are also a ruthless person when it comes to business. How come you have so much money now You're spending tens of thousands at every turn, no longer worried about money" I teased him.

My older brother raised an eyebrow and said, "Sigh~~ I used to think that as a man, I naturally had to support a wife, children, and a whole extended family, so of course I had to be frugal. Now things are different; the woman I married is even wealthier than me, so I've let go of my worries."

Not only am I richer than you, but I also have more power.

》》》

It's getting late, not a good time to look for people.

Following this mountain road bumpily, sure enough, I saw a fork in the road.

The left bend faces outward, likely leading out of the U-shaped gorge. The right bend faces inward, directly leading to the interior of the U-shaped gorge.

In the distance, I vaguely saw a two-story building at this Y-shaped intersection.

"How could anyone build a house in such a precarious spot" I looked around in bewilderment.

Even if you don't understand Feng Shui, wouldn't you avoid building your house in such a narrow gap between two roads

My brother switched on his headlights, squinted and whispered, “Xiao Qiao, are you sure this isn’t a house that was built”

Not a built house

"Look, where's the second floor This house doesn't have a door, only windows. It must have been 'pushed' over by a landslide or mudflow, and the first floor has either collapsed or been buried."

I rubbed my goosebumps, and in the car's headlights, I seemed to see something flash.

"Hey, there seems to be a road sign up ahead," I pointed.

My brother stopped the car at a fork in the road and pulled out a single-handed thing from his backpack.

"What is this"

"...High-definition digital infrared night vision."

"Why is it a monocular, wouldn't a binocular night vision telescope be better"

"Are you stupid Some things can be seen with a telescope, can't they I have to keep one eye open to see if there are any ghosts!"

"Fine, fine. Then take a look at what's written on that road sign ahead."

My brother sat in the car and turned on his night vision goggles.

I know this thing is quite useful at night. Sometimes, with the naked eye, we can only see a light from one farmhouse, but with this instrument, we can clearly see the couplets pasted on the doorsteps of farmhouses.

We were only a few dozen meters from the sign, but because the light didn't reach that high, we couldn't see the words.

My brother looked at it, suspiciously handed me the instrument and said, "I can't see any words, only something flashing."

I raised my hand and looked through the night vision goggles. There was only a fork in the road sign, but no place names.

And on either side of the fork, something was flashing in the night wind.

"It seems…like two pieces of paper…" I carefully distinguished.

"Could it be that there's no village here anymore, and the place name has been erased What color is the paper, and are there any words on it" My brother asked.

"It looks like...black and white It's so much like an invocation banner!" I couldn't help but say, "Paper can't withstand wind and rain, how come it looks like the plastic lid of an invocation banner, and the bottom part seems to be broken"

"Don't talk like that, it's creepy. Let me take a look around. You should call on the local deity to ask about what's going on." My brother opened the car door and got out.

We stopped on the road out of the village. He was observing the situation with a night-vision device beside me, while I muttered incantations and recited protective scriptures in the back of the car.

"Have all the land shrines here been buried" My brother frowned and said, "Let's set up an altar and ask for a blessing"

The Shen family had many simple, small altars. They made some of the simpler altars into small triangular shapes that could stand upright. Although their effect was minimal, it at least added a layer of ritual.

My brother also lit three cigarettes as three incense sticks. I seriously pinched the formula and silently recited the Fude Zhengshen Bao Gao.

One party of earth, the blessings of all surnames.

A gaunt, thin-bodied official in a dark robe drifted into our presence, carried by the chilling wind.

"Little Lady, I apologize for my tardiness…" He bowed deeply, showing great respect.

I was taken aback. This clothing seemed inappropriate. Celestial beings and deities are different from us mortals. They place great importance on etiquette, and their attire is part of that. They wouldn't wear something out of order.

"Are you the land god of this place Why are you dressed like that..." I questioned suspiciously.

>evil qi permeates. The Zhou family has always forbidden people from entering it. Even Zhou's youngest son, in order to patrol it, day after day used "building firebreaks" as an excuse to keep a close...