The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

The four of them followed the old man to the guest house.

On the way, Yue Renchun asked: "Uncle, has anything strange happened in the village recently?"

"No." The old man blurted out.

Yue Renchun asked again: "Are there any folklore or strange stories handed down in the village?"

The old man looked surprised and shook his head: "These are all things that scare children. Young people, read more books and believe in science. You must avoid feudal superstition."

No matter what he asked after that, the old man was vague. Seeing that he couldn't get any information, Yue Renchun stopped asking.

After booking four rooms in the guest house, Hu Jiu suddenly asked when he received the key: "How old is the old gentleman?"

He was obviously stunned for a moment, "I... am 75 this year."

"You are so old and strong~" Hu Jiu praised with a smile, then opened the door and entered the house. The rooms here are arranged horizontally, and the wooden door panels are covered with old scratches. They look very dated, but the inside is surprisingly clean and tidy, and it seems that someone cleans it frequently.

Hu Jiu checked carefully and found nothing unusual. Then he went to find Cui Xueyan. On the way, she asked to gather in her room for discussion.

She is always trying to be the leader of the team.

No one wants to show off for the time being.

Hu Jiu and Yue Renchun knocked on the door and entered her room, only to find that Zou Cong had already arrived.

When people came together, Cui Xueyan said: "We have too little information. We are completely confused now. If we can't find the source, we can't solve this matter. Shoucun looks normal on the surface. It's better to wait for a while." Let’s go separate ways to collect information.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up, as if she had no intention of soliciting other people's opinions and directly made the decision for them.

Zou Cong stopped her, "We must first familiarize ourselves with the terrain and find out the route in the village. If we encounter a dangerous situation that we cannot handle, we must at least know how to escape!"

Cui Xueyan frowned, a trace of displeasure at being rebutted flashed across his face, and his eyes looking at Zou Cong showed scorn, "Being timid before fighting is a taboo for military strategists!"

Zou Cong rolled his eyes when he said this.

Cui Xueyan lost his temper instantly: "What's your attitude? This is a supernatural incident, not a child's play. The mission hasn't even started yet, and you're already thinking about how to escape?"

"Otherwise?" Zou Cong asked, "How many supernatural incidents have you dealt with? Can you guarantee that it will be foolproof every time?"

"I'm sorry, I have personally imprisoned ten ghosts, and I have never failed!" Cui Xueyan raised his chin slightly, "I have more experience than you, so... please obey the command and solve the problem as soon as possible to avoid the situation from escalating and causing more harm. Innocent! If the situation worsens due to someone’s rash actions, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Zou Cong seemed to be intimidated by Cui Xueyan's momentum and hurriedly expressed his understanding.

Look at Hu Jiu and Yue Renchun again - they are both playing with their mobile phones!

A breath was stuck in his throat. Just as Cui Xueyan was about to open his mouth, Zou Cong interrupted: "Let's take action as soon as possible."

Cui Xueyan snorted coldly and said nothing more. Then several people left the room and walked in different directions.

Hu Jiu put away his mobile phone that had no signal. He would glance at it from time to time along the way. The closer he got to Shoucun, the weaker the signal was. It had completely disappeared just now. I wonder if the three teammates noticed it. Originally, he wanted to remind For a moment, but since there is a master who wants to monopolize power, he probably doesn't need to talk nonsense.

The sky in Shoucun is gray, like industrial pollution in winter, the roads are empty, and all the villagers are hiding in their homes, only peeping through the windows.

Hu Jiu lowered his head and used the phantom to adjust his facial features and clothing as he walked. In the blind corner of the corner, he became unrecognizable in the blink of an eye.

He picked a house at random, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Is anyone there?"

No response.

"Stop hiding, I've already seen you." Hu Jiu said loudly, knocking on the door harder.

Still no response.

The door was kicked open, and the evil-hearted Hu Jiu didn't have that much patience.

"There is indeed someone!"

There was an old lady standing in the room, wearing dirty clothes, with a dull expression, and her eyes were fixed on Hu Jiu.

"Hello, I want to ask you something?" Hu Jiu glanced around briefly. In the narrow and cramped room, apart from tables, chairs and stoves, there were only some shabby furniture.

"I don't know anything..." The old lady's voice was hoarse.

"Is there any reason why the villagers here don't welcome outsiders?" Hu Jiu asked, looking close to the stove.

"I don't know..." The old lady watched helplessly as Hu Jiu opened the rice bag next to the stove.

"This rice is moldy, so you're not afraid of getting sick after eating it?" Hu Jiu turned his head to avoid the strange smell.

The old lady had no expression on her face and said nothing.

Hu Jiu seemed casual: "By the way, where are the young people and children in Shoucun? Why didn't I see any of them?"

The old lady was like an emotionless repeater: "I don't know!"

Hu Jiu took two steps forward: "Who is the oldest person in your village?"

Hearing this, the expression on the old lady's face finally changed slightly, and a strange look appeared in her eyes, "I don't know, I don't know anything..."

Hu Jiu pressed forward step by step: "Do you don't know, don't want to say, or can't say?"

But the old lady would just keep repeating "I don't know".

Hu Jiu was thoughtful, turned around and left, thoughtfully helped the old lady close the door, and then knocked on another door again, only to receive the same "I don't know".

In the afternoon, several people returned to the guesthouse one after another and exchanged ideas with each other. The abnormality of the villagers was obvious. Apart from that, nothing was found.

Cui Xueyan looked unhappy. She suspected that someone knew about it but did not report it. But without evidence, she would not speak nonsense. She could only curse in her heart, "The folk ghost riders are unorganized and undisciplined, with too many small thoughts, selfish and self-interested, and have no overall view! '

The four people left unhappily.

At this time, the old man in the guesthouse walked towards them with a cane, holding a handful of candy in his hand, "It's a coincidence today. Old Master Peng in the village is celebrating his birthday. It's his birthday banquet tonight. Everyone should go to support him and have a feast!"

As he said, he handed the candy over.

Cui Xueyan took the candy, and the fragrant milk smell immediately rushed into her nose. The bright red candy wrapper was wrinkled, and the edges were a little faded and yellowed.

"Who is Old Master Peng?" she asked.

"It's the village chief." The old man smiled and turned away, clearly not wanting to say more.

"Maybe there's something strange about the birthday banquet..." Cui Xueyan said with a deep look on her face, and passed the candy in her hand to her three teammates.

Hu Jiu wrapped two pieces with gold foil, Yue Renchun put on a gold glove, and Zou Chong took out a gold box the size of a cigarette box, but they didn't touch the candy directly the whole time.