The cold wind blew, and the mountain became even colder.

Seeing a group of people behind him carrying the hotel owner's head, hands, feet, limbs, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and other internal organs, as if they were carrying something like a pig's head, with a festive look on their faces, Gu Xing frowned deeply and stepped aside quietly to make way.

Gu Xing now knows a lot about the strange world. When he came here, he was prepared that this "ghost village" might be one of the mysterious phenomena like the coffin village.

He followed the hotel owner all the way up the mountain road without seeing these people, and now they suddenly appeared behind him. With his five senses that have changed qualitatively, it is impossible for him to not notice them at all. The only possibility is that they are confused by mysterious phenomena.

Gu Xing is not clear about the principle and mechanism. Until now, his experience in the coffin village is a mystery to him, so he is ready to wait and see.

After making way, the burly man carried the head of the hotel owner and walked towards the village in front of him with a jubilant look. The group of villagers following him also had joy on their faces, ignoring Gu Xing who had stepped aside and walked towards the village.

With Gu Xing's current visual ability, he could clearly see that the village in front seemed to be holding a banquet. A group of people were busy at the entrance of the village, building a stove with bricks and tiles, using trees as firewood, filling a large pot with water, steaming a wooden barrel that two people could hold together, and a group of women washing dishes and vegetables, just like a buffet held in the countryside.

After the people behind Gu Xing walked by carrying the fragments of the hotel owner's body, he also followed these people cautiously and walked towards the village in front of him.

Soon, Gu Xing followed these people - let's call them people - into the village.

The village was very old, and the houses were all made of mud, which was completely different from the houses built of cement today.

The village was not big. Gu Xing could see the end of the village from the entrance at a glance after he walked in. Moreover, the layout of the village was very simple. There were mud houses on both sides. Although they were uneven, they had doors and courtyards. A stone road was left in the middle, leading all the way to a bend in the mountain, and it was unknown where it would extend to.

At this time, there were more than ten square wooden tables on this stone road, and three tables were full of people, one table for collecting gifts, one table for playing finger-guessing games and drinking, and one table for women to sit around and chat.

Gu Xing mixed in the crowd and observed secretly.

The group of people behind him went to the table where the gifts were collected after entering the village, and put the things they were carrying on the table as gifts. The people in the village also accepted them as if they were used to it.

After giving the gifts, those people joined the other two tables, either playing finger-guessing games and drinking, or sitting around and chatting.

No one cared about Gu Xing, and they were busy with their own things and chatting.

After observing these people for a while, Gu Xing left the crowd and walked deep into the village.

Walking on the stone road in the middle of the village, Gu Xing gradually felt that the surrounding environment was familiar. The last stop of the two years of wandering was here.

Although he was attracted by the pull of childhood and did not remember the experience at that time very clearly, after looking at the surrounding environment, the unclear memories in his mind slowly became clear.

"This place... is too new!"

After walking around the village, Gu Xing frowned.

Although he did not remember the situation when he came here, he had a deep impression that this place was very old.

The collapsed and damaged mud houses, the stone roads with weeds growing in the cracks, the moss-covered house walls, and the desolate scene of silence and no people.

This is his impression of this village.

Hallucination?

Gu Xing had carefully felt the changes in his body cells when the voice of the burly man sounded behind him. It was not like when he was in Hong Kong, when Bao Qinbiao created wrong nerve impulses, the feeling that the body cells had nothing to do with what the five senses saw and heard.

In other words, these did not seem to be hallucinations.

However, if it is not an illusion, the current village conflicts with the village in his impression.

Is this a mysterious phenomenon?

Incomprehensible.

Gu Xing frowned.

Suddenly, among the crowd gathered at the entrance of the village, a middle-aged man ran towards him.

Gu Xing temporarily put aside his doubts and looked at the person running.

Soon, the other party ran in front of him.

"What are you still doing here? It's your turn!"

The middle-aged man said after running over.

"My turn?"

Gu Xing was a little surprised, but he became more cautious in his heart.

Faced with incomprehensible phenomena, he had to do this.

"Come on, everyone is waiting for you!"

The middle-aged man said anxiously.

Gu Xing frowned slightly when he heard this. After thinking for a while, he decided to continue to wait and see what these things wanted to do.

"Since everyone is waiting for me, let's go."

Gu Xing said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, then took the lead and walked in front, as if leading the way for Gu Xing.

Gu Xing followed the other party and returned to the village entrance.

The group of people gathered at the village entrance stopped accepting gifts, drinking wine, and chatting. They all stood up and watched Gu Xing coming.

After Gu Xing came, everyone automatically made way for a path, which led to the stove built at the village entrance. A big pot and a wooden barrel steamer that was as thick as two people hugging were placed on it, slowly emitting steam.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at the big pot and the huge steamer that was slowly smoking inside, Gu Xing raised his eyebrows.

An old man in patched clothes smiled and said, "I'm old and my teeth are not good. I can only eat steamed meat."

"... Steamed meat? Me?"

Gu Xing pointed at himself in surprise.

The people around him all looked as if it was natural and began to discuss seriously.

"I think it should be made into smoked meat, so that there will be something to eat when I want to eat it in the future."

"Smoked meat is not delicious, it is better to stew it in soup."

"I like to eat it raw, with skin and blood, especially the tendons are very chewy!"

"Leave the whip for me to soak in wine later!"

Gu Xing couldn't help laughing as he listened to the discussions around him.

"Originally, I was too lazy to pay attention to you guys, but since you took the initiative to provoke me, then come on!"

Gu Xing grabbed the neck of a "person" next to him, slammed him to the ground, and then raised his foot and stepped on the chest of this "person" with a "bang", directly stepping on the chest of this "person" and collapsing it.

"Puff——"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of this "person", but strangely, he did not cry out in pain, but stared at Gu's foot stepping on his chest, and said faintly: "I really want to... take a bite... just one bite..."

Gu Xing frowned when he saw it.

The behavior of these things was too strange, just like the phenomenon here, which made him incomprehensible.

However, this did not prevent him from taking action.

Gu Xing lifted his foot that was stepping on the opponent's chest, and the next moment he stepped on the opponent's face.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The face bone of the thing under his feet was directly crushed by Gu Xing, and blood spurted all over the ground.

"I let you eat!"

Gu Xing grinned and crushed it a few times.

"He asked us to eat!!!"

Suddenly, the "people" around were boiling!

Without even looking at the thing that had crushed its face under Gu Xing's feet, the "people" around him looked crazy, swiping their tongues, drooling, and rushing towards Gu Xing with twisted smiles that ordinary people could hardly make.

Gu Xing frowned, but then his eyes flashed fiercely: "Looking for death!"

As he spoke, his figure suddenly expanded to more than two meters.

Three doors opened at the same time!

Gu Xing shook his arms! Swing!

All the "people" who had been madly surrounding him were knocked to the ground.

But immediately, these "people" immediately got up and pounced on Gu Xing with crazy screams.

Gu Xing no longer held back and started killing!

He saw his big hands, like a palm leaf fan, either in the form of claws or fists, digging out eyes! Punching brains! Tearing off hands and feet!

With the fastest and most deadly moves, he killed all the things around him that could no longer be called human beings!

Blood splattered! Brains burst! Hands and feet torn apart!

In less than ten minutes, Gu Xing's more than two-meter-tall figure was covered in blood! The village was littered with people, and the blood directly dyed the entire village entrance red.

At the entrance of the village, Gu Xing pinched the neck of the last living "person", and this living "person" still laughed crazily even after all the other "people" around him died:

"Ahahahaha——"

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Gu Xing broke the other person's neck.

The other party kept such a weird expression of crazy and shrill laughter, and his head tilted to one side at a 90-degree angle.

Gu Xing looked at the weird expression on the other party's face, frowned, and let go of his hand.

"These things..."

The five senses such as vision and hearing suddenly blurred!

Gu Xing was stunned.

When the five senses recovered, Gu Xing found that he had appeared on the mountainside path to the village before.

"Are you going to move forward? Please don't block the road!"

An impatient voice came from behind.

Gu Xing's face changed and he turned around quickly.

I saw people coming and going on the small road behind him. One by one, the rural people in simple clothes were holding things in their hands, standing behind him with festive smiles on their faces, and forming a long line.

Behind him, a burly and strong man was holding things in his hands, looking at him who was blocking the road with impatience.

Looking at the things that the burly man and others behind him were carrying, just like before, they were all things from the hotel owner, hands, feet, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, head...

Gu Xing's face darkened.

What's going on? !

Thinking of everything he had experienced before, Gu Xing's heart moved and he said, "I'll let you eat."

"He told us to eat!!!"

This sentence once again made these "people" boil.

The burly man immediately looked crazy and rushed towards Gu Xing with a shrill laugh!

And the row of people behind the burly man, as well as the people gathered in the village in the distance, also rushed towards Gu Xing with crazy and shrill laughs like before.

Gu Xing kicked the burly man who rushed towards him and sent him flying, and then his body swelled and grew again...

About seven or eight minutes later.

Gu Xing stood on a mountain path covered with blood, body parts and corpses, pinching the last "person", and this "person" laughed madly just like the first time -

"Ahahahahahaha!"

"What on earth are you..."

Gu Xing looked at the thing that was laughing shrilly in his hand, frowned, and twisted it hard.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the shrill laugh stopped.

Gu Xing threw the thing in his hand away and waited quietly.

A few seconds later, his vision, hearing and other five senses suddenly blurred.

When he recovered, a village appeared in front of his vision again, and he returned to the middle of the mountainside path before.

"Are you going to move forward? Please don't block the way!"

A rough voice came from behind again, and Gu Xing could imagine the appearance of the burly man behind him without listening.

He frowned, swung his arm horizontally, and knocked the burly man behind him sideways and rolled down the mountain.

“Time loop…”

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I recommend a book called “The Birth of a Filmmaker”, a Hong Kong entertainment book that hasn’t appeared in a long time. The relevant knowledge about Hong Kong in this book… well, it has nothing to do with this book.

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