"What are you two doing?" Zhu Xunuo, who walked to Zhang Jialiang at the side of Zhang Jialiang at some confusion, looked at me and Zhang Jialiang and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go!"

I became more relaxed all over, straightened my waist and walked quickly towards the front. After about four or five minutes, I found that Zhang Jialiang was behind me again.

I was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Zhang Jialiang who was behind me and shouted, "Host Zhang, why are you walking so slowly again?"

Zhang Jialiang said sweating profusely: "Strange, why do I feel like something is lying on my back?"

"It's not a ghost, I climbed from mine to yours, right?" When I said this, I felt my hair blowing up all over my body.

"At this afternoon, there are no ghosts, and even if there are ghosts, you dare not get on your body at this afternoon, so leave quickly?"

After Zhu Xunuo finished speaking, he pulled Zhang Jialiang who was dragging him behind and quickly walked forward.

After climbing over the hillside, I saw what Mu Mu mentioned, Mu Tang Village, which was different from what Mu Mu Mu said.

The houses in Mutang Village behind the mountain are arranged in an orderly manner, with dirt houses, red brick walls, and even one or two modern villas.

In front of the village is a golden trapezoidal wheat field. The clear mountain wind blows by, and the ripe wheat sways in the mountain wind.

In this wheat field, I also saw many dark-skinned farmers working hard to harvest wheat.

In the scorching sun, the sound of the sickle harvesting wheat and the sound of the cattle are handed down together. A beautiful mountain village is vividly displayed on paper.

Seeing this scene, let alone me, even Zhang Jialiang and Zhu Xunuo were stunned.

Zhu Xunuo pointed to the people in the wheat field and said, "Are these people ghosts or humans?"

"Only Qinggui dares to expose himself to the sun in the scorching sun. If these people are ghosts, then there are too many Qingguis, so these people must be human!"

"Is it impossible that these are all blue ghosts?" I asked curiously.

"Impossible, it's not possible at all!" Zhang Jialiang told me very affirmatively: "If a ghost wants to become a blue ghost, it must absorb the bad luck of heaven and earth, but the bad luck of heaven and earth is limited. The bad luck in a megacity is only enough to raise a blue ghost. Xijiang City is not big, so it would be good to raise a blue ghost, let alone these dozens of them!"

"But Mu Mu said that Mutang Village has been abandoned for a long time, so how could so many people suddenly come?" I was very confused.

"Just ask."

After saying that, Zhu Xunuo pulled me down the mountain. After walking on the farmland path, someone soon noticed us.

One of the old men, bare-shirt-worn, wearing a straw hat, and a towel hanging around their neck, walked up to me and said, "Did you come from the mountain?"

"Yes, is this Mutang Village?" I asked.

The old uncle nodded and said, "That's right, this is Mutang Village!"

"Didn't a landslide in your Mutang Village? It was destroyed? Why is it so prosperous now?" Zhu Xunuo asked the doubts in his heart without reservation.

Hearing Zhu Xunuo's words, the old man showed a strange expression on his face, but soon returned to normal, saying: "The village was destroyed before, but it was supported by the good policies of the country. Now our rural revitalization is revitalized, and everyone is back!"

"So that's how it is!"

Although my heart was full of doubt, the farmers who were exposed to the scorching sun were sure that they were all humans, so I asked: "Are there anyone outside here recently? My friends seem to have disappeared from you."
Chapter completed!