Of course, Zhao Youyue was not a ghost. She knew very well that she was not a ghost. She just smelled like a refugee, and these modern people, who lived like princes and princesses, subconsciously ostracized her.
Even if she was a ghost, she would not simply kill people. She just wanted to be a bystander
Wait, since she had inherited the abilities of those character cards, how could she forget that she had a "side character" attribute? This could make people subconsciously ignore her!
This was the best, because no matter what, she would not be able to explain her origins. Could she say that she was not a person of this world, and that her soul had temporarily come to this world?
Since no one asked her anything, she pretended to be an innocent girl. She was too lazy to say anything. She just stroked the black cat in her arms. Fortunately, it was still broad daylight, and the sun was shining brightly. Otherwise, her silent manner of stroking the cat would create a very strange atmosphere.
In fact, when Zhao Song saw his black cat being so intimate with this frail young girl, he was already relieved. He was sure that this young girl was not a ghost. Otherwise, why would the black cat be so intimate with her?
However, Zhao Song had already decided to retreat. He had a strong feeling that something bad would happen tonight. After all, these people had already stirred things up, and they still had to play games and tell ghost stories at night. They really did not want to live …
Without any hesitation, he used his phone to send a signal to his sister that they had agreed on before. Then, his phone rang. After answering, he used a voice that everyone could hear and replied, "What? Dad's old illness is acting up again. You want me to go back? Okay, okay, I'll be back in two days! "
Actually, Zhao Song's father was in good health, but he had no choice. He had to find a reasonable excuse to get away, right?
This was his father's old illness reason, and he had tried it a hundred times …
After hanging up, Zhao Song showed an apologetic expression and said, "Something happened at home, I have to go now. Everyone, please bear with me."
"You're not afraid, are you?" The rebellious girl, who was dressed to the nines, provoked. She felt that this somewhat famous author in the world of supernatural novels was really a coward. From the very beginning, when they had traveled together, he had been especially cautious and had a lot of taboos. He was simply too superstitious!
Zhao Song did not waste any more words. He had driven here alone and was already used to traveling by himself. He only minded his own business as he packed his luggage. Of course, he felt that the most important thing was still the black cat that he almost worshipped as his ancestor.
If he wanted to bring the black cat away, he had to bring Zhao Youyue along …
Then, Zhao Youyue got into the car. She watched as Zhao Song concentrated on driving back and forth on the small road in Feng Men Village. He attracted the attention of the villagers. The villagers looked strangely old. Their faces were full of wrinkles. It was an indescribable oddity.
They all grinned as they looked at the off-road vehicle. It was as if they were watching a joke, as if they were saying —
After entering this village, whose door had already been sealed, how could they still think of leaving?
Zhao Youyue could not help but say, "Hey, if you keep driving like this, the car will run out of gas."
Zhao Song broke out in a cold sweat. Before he heard the girl's warning, he was already on the provincial road, but now he seemed to have woken up from an illusion. He saw that both sides of the road were very ancient houses. In fact, such an ancient style, if developed well, could become a very good tourist attraction. But now, Zhao Song only felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, and his hair stood on end.
As an experienced paranormal observer, how could he not know that he had encountered the so-called "Ghost Hits the Wall." But it was broad daylight, and the "Ghost Hits the Wall" encompassed the entire village. What kind of evil ghost was this?
It was over. He was probably going to die here. Otherwise, he might be able to write another fascinating supernatural novel based on this experience. He had even thought of the plot.
Feng Men Village did not seal the door, but the legendary "Old Corpse of the Mountain Village." The old wooden armchair was actually the eye of the formation. It was the place with the densest ghostly aura. Therefore, touching it would often result in ghostly aura. Naturally, strange things would happen.
In order to maintain the seal, continuous sacrifices were necessary. But with the arrival of the new era, these superstitious activities could not be carried out anymore. So, the seal gradually loosened. Then, due to the suicidal behavior of foreign backpackers, one after another, tourists died tragically …
"Wait, when did you get in the car?" Zhao Song wiped off his cold sweat. He was afraid that Zhao Youyue, who was hugging the black cat, would suddenly turn into some "faceless ghost" and kill him.
"I followed you when you got in the car." Zhao Youyue answered honestly. She still hoped that Zhao Song could bring her back to the civilized world.
"If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten about you! Who are you? "
"I just want to get out of here."
"I want to get out of here too!"
Zhao Song was indeed a writer. At that moment, his brain was automatically filling in the blanks. Was this girl kidnapped and sold here? Of course, she was not a child bride or anything like that. This village was basically full of old people. Did they buy a beautiful virgin to be sacrificed to the evil ghost? That way, they could continue to live for a while longer …
Anyway, Zhao Song had a good impression of this girl because the black cat, whom he regarded as his ancestor, was especially close to this girl. At the same time, this girl's reminder was indeed timely. Otherwise, he would have really thought that he had left this place and was driving on a provincial highway!
Zhao Song really wanted to leave this godforsaken place. Zhao Youyue was not so worried. She could return to the modern world anytime. She was not afraid of death. Her black cat clone was not afraid of any ghosts either.
But she would definitely not act rashly, because she was very curious …
As someone who came from a world without any ghosts, she wanted to know how ghosts killed people. Could she learn from the advanced experience of ghosts killing people?
Perhaps Zhao Youyue's mentality was too much like a game. It was as if she did not treat the people of this world as real people, but as NPCs. But this mentality of a player was actually very strong!
Which player would be afraid of death? In order to explore the hidden plot, players would be fearless no matter what! However, this game did not give her any quests, so she was temporarily at a loss.
But now, she did not have to die. She could see something that she was very curious about. That was really good …
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