After Liu Shangang hid his car, we moved upstream of the river in the direction of the river. The river was much longer than I thought. After walking on the river beach for nearly ten hours, we finally arrived at our destination - an old Qiang Village that was disrepaired in the past.

The entire village is built on a hillside that is several hundred meters high. You can still see the traces of the landslide. The village on the left is obviously much more broken than the right half. You can also see bare ridges and collapsed buildings there. At the top of the mountain, a gray-yellow tower stands. I think that should be the earth building mentioned by Wang Dafu.

Liang Houzai came to me, looked at the top of the mountain, and then said to me: "It seems that Wang Dafu must have been here, otherwise how could he know about a earthen building here?"

I nodded: "His replica is in seclusion in this place, and Wang Dafu has no reason to come and take a look. Let's go and see what the fake Wang Dafu has made in this village."

In my imagination, as long as we enter the village, we should be subject to some minor harassment. Perhaps a strange "ghost" will suddenly rush out of the roadside, or you may hear some strange movements when you walk on the road.

But we walked halfway through the mountain and nothing happened. The whole village was so quiet that it was so shaky that we could only hear our own footsteps and the sound of flowing water coming from time to time under the stone road.

The avenue in the village is paved with complete bluestone slabs, and the paths running through the houses are paved with very dense cobblestones. The houses on both sides of the road are all made of irregularly shaped stones and mud. At the entrance of the village, there is an old brick house.

I stopped, looked at the surrounding houses, and then looked at the gray-yellow tower on the top of the mountain. Now it was closer to the tower. I could see a conical stone standing on the top of the tower. From a distance, it looked like a gray long horn.

At this time, Liu Shangang muttered beside him: "There are clearly signs of living, but why is it so quiet?"

I raised my eyebrows and asked, "Are there any signs of living?"

Liu Shangang raised his hand and pointed at the upper right side of me: "Look, there is a very thin smoke over there, which should have emerged from the chimney of the house."

I looked in the direction of his finger and saw a thin smoke floating on the top of a house, but the smoke was too light and I couldn't tell it if I didn't look carefully.

"Let's go and take a look." I said, walking towards the house with smoke.

The door of the house was open, so I tried knocking on the door panel and asked, "Is anyone?"

No one responded to me.

I stretched my neck and looked at the other side of the house. I saw a ray of fire in the window. There was indeed someone living in this place.

Liang Houzai cast an inquiring look at me, and I immediately understood what he meant and said to Liu Shangang: "Skinny Monkey, come in and take a look."

Liu Shangang bent down and rushed to the door at a quick speed, trying to push the door panel. With a long "creaking" sound, the door slowly opened.

"No abnormality." Liu Shangang stretched out his head and looked into the room for a while, turned around and made a "no problem" gesture at me.

I followed Liu Shangang into the house and immediately smelled a rotten smell of old wood. The smell was not too heavy and was still within a tolerable range.

On a table opposite the door of the house, there was a long-time oil lamp, and the fire came out from there. Next to the oil lamp was an enamel cup, with heat emitting at the edge of the cup mouth, and the aroma of tea wafting out.

At this time, Liang Houzai, who was standing next to me, spoke: "That photo is very old."

I looked at him and saw him looking at a photo hanging on the wall. It was an old photo taken in the 1960s. The photo was a group of young men in old-style military uniforms, including men and women. I could tell it. The person standing on the far left was Wang Dafu when he was young, and there were a few white handwritings printed beside him: "In 1962, a group photo of the 72nd Detachment."

Everyone in the photo showed a spring-like smile. Except for Wang Dafu, he also grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, but the expression on his face was very strange, as if this smile was forced to be twisted out.

Liang Houzai said to me: "The current house should be the place where the fake Wang Dafu lives?"

I nodded and looked at the door again. When I came in just now, I noticed an old shoe cabinet made of old wood at the door. Now, when I looked carefully, I found that there are three different models of shoes in the shoe cabinet. One of the cloth shoes has a heavier color and should be worn by women.

Liang Houzai was right. This place should be the residence of the fake Wang Dafu. He probably lived with his stupid son and his daughter-in-law who couldn't speak.

Liu Shangang said to me: "The tea was just brewed. It seems that Wang Dafu has just left for a while, and he is in a hurry when he left."

Luo Fei: "Can you say that Wang Dafu left in a hurry after learning that we entered the village?"

"Not necessarily, maybe it's something else." As I said, I walked into a room near the inside, which was the kitchen, a back door was opened against the wall, and a dirt stove was set up next to the door, and a few pieces of bacon were hung on the high beams.

I went to the earthen stove and looked at it. The iron pot on the stove was obviously used frequently, very clean, and there was no rust on the bottom of the pot.

It seems that the fake Wang Dafu must have lived here all the time. I was wondering before, whether he had just come back and left, and now this assumption has been overturned.

Liu Shangang went to the back door and looked around, turned around and said to me, "Wang Dafu walked through the back door, and there were fresh footprints in the backyard."

Just as I was about to speak, Liu Shangang suddenly made a gesture of silence to me, and then he saw him press his side face against the back door, as if he was listening carefully.

After a while, Liu Shangang gave me a warning look and pointed at the door.

He means there is movement outside the door.

I leaned over to Liu Shangang, raised my chin to the door: "Go and go out and take a look."

Liu Shangang pushed open the door gently and tried to make too loud noises. I followed him and quickly entered the backyard.

The ground in the yard is covered with old stone slabs, and the ground is very damp. There is also a layer of water droplets attached to the stone slabs. When you step on it, you can leave a wet white mark every time.

It’s so strange that there are landslides in this place. The moisture on the mountain is too heavy and the soil is wet and sticky. The village is built on the hillside. After a long time, the mountain cannot withstand the weight of the entire village, and landslides will inevitably occur.

However, looking at the buildings in this village, many of them should have a history of more than a hundred years. In other words, people settled here a long time ago. Has there been no landslides in the past? Why did the people here move away more than ten years ago?

In other words, the mountain only mutated more than ten years ago.

Just as I was thinking about this, I heard a "gurgling" sound not far ahead. The movement sounded like the sound of just boiling water boiling.

Liu Shangang speeded up and rushed to the backyard door a few steps. He stretched out his head and looked at it, saying, "Why is the water black?"

I also ran to the gate of the yard and took a look. I saw a stone slab outside the door being lifted up, and black water kept overflowing from inside. The sound I heard just now came from these black water that broke through the soil.

I tried to sense the Qi field in the water. Not only was there no evil spirit, but there was also a faint smell of the central aura.

This is strange. The water coming out from the ground will have some yin energy. Why doesn’t the black water in front of you even have any yin energy?

I looked up at the earthen building on the top of the mountain again. From my current position, I could see the sharp stones on the roof reflecting a soft halo under the moonlight.

The weather in the local area has been gloomy. When I first entered the village, I couldn't see the moon at all. But at this time, the clouds that the moonlight penetrated straight on the stone. It seemed that in this mountain forest, only by being in the village in front of me could I see the brilliance of the moon.

Although I don’t know much about Feng Shui, I also know that this village is likely to have made special arrangements, and the ox horn stones at the top of the earthen building should not be ordinary things.

Luo Fei patted my shoulder: "It seems that there are really ghosts nearby."

I looked at Luo Fei in confusion: "There are ghosts? But I didn't sense the yin energy."

Luo Fei said: "The inheritance of our branch is related to ghosts. If we have contacted those things a lot, we can't feel the yin energy now, but we can sense their breath."

As she said, she raised her head and pointed to an alley not far away: "The ghost... should be in that alley."

I nodded, opened the piano bag, and wanted to take out the green steel sword, but Luo Fei shook his head at me and signaled me not to show the green steel sword.

I didn't know why Luo Fei was like this, but I followed her intention, closed the piano bag again, carried it behind my back, waved to everyone, and walked towards the alley pointed out by Luo Fei.

After entering the alley, there is no stone slab on the ground. Due to the moisture on the mountain, the soil on the ground is slippery and it is difficult to walk.

But strangely, although the soil was slippery when I stepped on it, it was not muddy. I tried to take a few steps, and the soles of my feet did not feel the heaviness after the mud was stuck.

The alley is east-west. When we came in from the entrance to the east and walked to the exit to the exit on the west, a touch of white floated not far ahead.

Luo Fei was right, it was indeed a ghost. Although I could not sense the Qi field from it, looking at its floating figure, I also knew that it was a harmless wandering soul.

Xian'er was about to step forward, but Luo Fei blocked her and signaled her not to move rashly.

Then we watched the wandering soul floating back and forth in front of us, as if it was observing us. After a while, a voice that could not tell whether it was a man or a woman came from it: "Come with me."

Then it floated towards the west, and Luo Fei followed immediately without any hesitation.

Luo Fei is an expert in dealing with this ghost. I waved to the people behind me and followed me.

Liu Shangang couldn't see or hear the sound of ghosts. While following me, he asked behind me: "What's in front?"

I replied with a word very briefly: "Ghost."

I just heard Liu Shangang muttering: "It's true that the rumors of haunted are together."

Judging from the current situation, the haunted thing in the village is definitely not caused by the fake king Dafu and the others, but where did they go? Why did they leave in a hurry as soon as we arrived here? Since there are ghosts here, how did the fake king Dafu and the villagers he took away have been born here?

I had many questions in my mind, but before I saw the fake king Dafu, no one could help me answer. Even Liang Houzai, who has always been extremely smart, has now fallen into silence.
Chapter completed!