From time to time, faces flashed by old or young people outside the bus. A woman with hair loose, black and blue face, and dark maggots fell from her deep eyes suddenly appeared outside the window. She stretched out her blood-soaked hand and tried hard to slid the car window. The sound of creepy nails passing through the car window glass echoed in the weird car.

She seemed to be about to break into the window!

The shabby bus was still staggering and staggering, and finally left the woman behind the window.

The bus stopped and stopped, and people kept getting on the bus, but no one got off. The corridor inside the car was full of passengers who were silent, with their heads slightly lowered and their bodies scented with a cold air.

Finally, when the bus stopped slowly again, the door opened. Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the mottled station sign on the roadside with the three small words "Waguan Village" vaguely written on it. He pulled Gao Yaoyao, who had already had cold palms and got off the bus.

The bus door closed again, swaying towards the fog in front of it, and disappeared in a moment.

"We're here!"

Zhang Xiaoluo's calm voice sounded in his ears, and Gao Yaoyao trembled with her hands and lifted the blanket on her head and looked around.

A crooked willow stick was inserted diagonally on the side of the road, with a mottled milky white station sign tied with hemp rope, and the three small characters "Waguan Village" can be vaguely identified on it.

“Isn’t this the place before we got on the bus?”

Gao Yaoyao said to Zhang Xiaoluo, who was slightly narrowing his eyes beside her, and couldn't help but clench Zhang Xiaoluo's left hand again.

The fog in the distance had almost dissipated, and a slight light appeared in the sky in the distance. Not far from the bumpy dirt road ahead, there were several dilapidated tiled houses dotted in the darkness. On the side of the road three meters behind the two, a silver Land Rover was parked.

"Xiao Luo, what was the bus just now?"

The two sat back into Gao Yaoyao's Land Rover car again and drove the warm wind to the maximum. Gao Yaoyao asked her in a trembling voice.

"That is a ghost car leading to the underworld, a ghost bus that the underworld picks up and sends to the living to buy items. The three corpses, six cases and ten palaces of the underworld also need supplies. Onmyoji has one foot in the underworld, and he is qualified to take the ghost car along the way!"

"Then before we get on the bus..."

"The reason why I couldn't move forward before getting on the bus was that I encountered a ghost barrier, which is commonly known as "ghost wall". Ghost walls can be broken with Xuanmen magic, or you can pass by the Ghost Nether Train. If I hadn't seen this Ghost Nether Train Station, maybe I could only force it to break it! Of course, it is still unknown whether it can be successfully broken. You should have seen the resentful ghosts outside the car on the Ghost Nether Train."

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the sleeping village through the windshield in the car, and then looked at the brick caves on the high earth slopes on both sides of the dirt road outside the village, like graves on the tops of the semicircular kiln doors.

On both sides of the earth slopes, there are dense caves like this.

"Aren't we going to the village now? Your colleague..."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoluo seemed to have no intention of entering the village immediately, Gao Yaoyao couldn't help but ask again.

"Ghosts hit the wall, people are wandering, and roosters don't crow and don't enter the beam! Let's wait until the roosters crow before going in! Zhang Yu is not the premature death."

Zhang Xiaoluo said, slowly closing his eyes and fell asleep slightly.

Zhang Daguanren slept until the sun rose before slowly opening his sleepy eyes.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Gao Yaoyao with a slightly dark circle on the side, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, thinking that this woman had been sitting and waiting for dawn?

"I see you sleeping soundly, and I can't bear to call you! Also, until now, I haven't heard the rooster crowing..."

Zhang Xiaoluo's face showed a slightly awkward look. In such a remote countryside, almost every family has roosters, one for crowing and calling for dawn, and the other for exorcising evil spirits and avoiding disasters. How could a rooster crow not be heard?

"The sun has already come out, so don't wait for the roosters to crow, let's enter the village!"

As Zhang Xiaoluo's words came out, Gao Yaoyao drove a Land Rover car and headed towards the Waguan Village where there were already figures walking around.

The Land Rover car stopped under a willow tree at the entrance of the village. The willow tree was thick and thin. The tree was rugged and half was dry, and the other half was lush. A villager in his forties wearing a long thick cloth gown and a white hand towel was hanging on his head, holding a broom made of sesame poles and sweeping the dead leaves on the road at the entrance of the village.

After getting off the car, Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the villagers who were looking down and sweeping the streets, then walked over.

"Hello, brother, I am a doctor from our J City Hospital. Come and meet with our colleagues who came to our village in advance. Do you know where they are?"

The villagers who were sweeping the street looked up and looked at Zhang Xiaoluo for a while, then lowered their heads and continued to wave the broom while talking in a blur.

"Doctor in the hospital? You are talking about the little girls sent from the city hospitals yesterday! They all live in Chen Mingtang's house in the village! You walk along this road to the end, then turn right, walk left, and walk forward for a while before you arrive. Chen Mingtang's big tiled house is easy to recognize!"

The villagers who were sweeping the streets were chewing at Zhang Xiaoluo, and looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, as if confirming that Zhang Xiaoluo had understood what he meant.

Zhang Xiaoluo wiped off the spit that was sprayed all over his face, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Forget it, you guys come with me, I'll send you there!"

Gao Yaoyao did not drive into the village, but parked under the willow tree at the entrance of the village. This was Zhang Xiaoluo's instructions before getting off the bus.

The street sweeper took Zhang Xiaoluo and Gao Yaoyao and walked while talking nonstop. From his mouth, Zhang Xiaoluo finally got some understanding of the Wall Can Village.

The villagers of Waguan Village have made a living by burning crock pots for all generations. The villagers in the whole village come from the same clan, and the people in the village are surnamed Chen. The street sweeper is Chen Deshui. He is 46 years old this year, and his parents have long died. He has a wife but no children. He also has a younger brother Chen Detu doing business in City 1. Chen Deshui spent most of the year burning crock pots, tidying up some paper people in his spare time, or get up early to sweep down several major streets in the village to make a change to buy cigarettes and alcohol.

Zhang Xiaoluo glanced at the long coat that smelled like a musty smell on Chen Deshui, thinking that if Chen Deshui had not lie, then his wife would be too lazy.

"Chen Mingtang is the genealogy of our Chen clan. He is the oldest and most prestigious in the entire village. He is also the village chief. People who come outside usually live in his house, and his house is open and bright..."

Chen Deshui nagged all the way, took Zhang Xiaoluo and the others for about ten minutes, and finally stopped outside the door of a high courtyard wall with blue bricks built with blue bricks. But judging from the blue bricks that had corroded the edges and corners, this courtyard wall has been built for many years.

Chen Deshui, who was chattering all the way, stood in front of the slightly rusty iron door, and was rarely silent. His thin and black face showed a look of hesitation, and finally glanced at Zhang Xiaoluo and the others behind him, raised his hand and slapped the iron door.
Chapter completed!