My Weird Life

   Chapter 89 Longshan Abandoned Cemetery (12)

   Green trees shade the rolling hills.

  The road is like a streamer coiling around the mountains, slowly descending, and wrapping around to the back of the mountain.

   The black Passat drove through the corner and stopped slowly in front of a boundary marker.

   The driver master glanced at the mobile phone navigation next to him, and said to Zhou Yang in the co-pilot: "I can only take you here.

  Something happened recently in Longshan Town in front of me, no wonder it's not peaceful.

  I won't send you there. "

   "Okay, okay, just send it here." With a smile on his face, Zhou Yang nodded to the driver again and again, "Master, please open the trunk and I'll get the equipment."

"Um."

  The driver nodded and opened the trunk.

   Seeing that Zhou Yang had taken off his seat belt, he was about to push the door and get out of the car, but he finally couldn't help but said, "That place is really not peaceful, it's not that we spread rumors.

  Where are you going to broadcast?

   Money has to be earned and it has to be spent..."

   Zhou Yang paused for a while, the smile on his face became more and more reluctant, and only said: "I'll just walk around outside and won't go in.

  Master, you can rest assured, I am very afraid of dying. "

   He pushed the door and got out of the car, and took his backpack from the trunk - which contained the equipment needed for live broadcast, such as a mobile phone holder, a gimbal, and a power bank.

  Standing on the side of the car, Zhou Yang watched the car slowly retreat, then turned around and returned to the original road.

   Indistinctly, he heard the driver's words floating out of the car: "I'm crazy about money!"

  The car sped away.

  Zhou Yang looked at the departing car, stood on the side of the road for a while, then came back to his senses, carrying a large backpack, turned around and walked along the road to the end of the road covered by the tree shadows.

   The boundary marker beside the road reads 'Longshan'.

Below    is a brief introduction to Longshan, with emphasis on the ‘Yunlong Temple’ on Longshan and the village ‘Longshanji’ formed by gathering around the mountain.

   Nowadays, the transportation is more and more convenient, and highways are built almost everywhere.

  So, even if Zhou Yang was walking around the mountain, he was walking along the main road.

  Although there are many ups and downs on the road, which makes his physical exhaustion quicker, it is better than walking on a mountain trail.

   Especially when he was walking on the avenue, the sunlight scattered through the shade of the trees, which finally dispelled some of the fear lingering in his heart.

   walked for about ten minutes.

  The trees you see along the way are getting thicker and more lush, the sun is getting scarcer, and the temperature has dropped by two or three degrees.

   Zhou Yang stood at a fork in the road and looked at the collapsed sign at the intersection.

   On the sign made of iron sheets, the handwriting has been blurred, and it can be vaguely seen that a route is drawn on it and bifurcates here.

   He is also prepared for this,

   took out a piece of paper from the side of the backpack.

   There are also some road maps drawn on it. Zhou Yang is standing at the socket of the road. If you walk to the left, you will go to Yunlong Temple on the halfway of Longshan Mountain and Longshan Ji at the foot of the mountain.

  To the right is to go to the other side of Longshan, where there is a dwelling.

  —Zhou Yang's 'big job' for the live broadcast tonight is to explore the abandoned dwelling.

   "I heard that something strange happened in the Longshan Collection at the foot of the mountain. It's still a long way from that dwelling, so there shouldn't be anything wrong..." He muttered to himself.

   In fact, I don’t even believe my nonsense.

   But it can only be said to embolden myself.

   On the route map he hand-painted, he also drew some escape routes by himself. If you find that the situation is not right, you can follow the escape route to get out of here.

   "Let's go!"

   Zhou Yang gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards the road on the right.

  This road leading to the abandoned dwellings turns from a concrete road to a muddy road within one mile.

   Waist-deep weeds grow unscrupulously on the road. Zhou Yang picked up a stick in his hand and kept hitting the weeds in front of him, walking deep and shallow in the grass.

  In the wild grass in the mountains, who knows if there are snakes and insects?

   Hit the grass with a stick to scare away the snakes and insects that might be dormant in it.

  The last time Zhou Yang was surveying here for the live broadcast, he saw a snake emerge from the grass. Although it was just a non-toxic red-chained snake, the snake was a bit big, so he was still shocked.

   This is how I got a heart.

  The paths are twists and turns, and there are ridges and ridges.

  Lu Zhou Yang tripped over a small mound, and he wondered why he had not encountered this small mound last time he came?

   After taking a closer look at the mound, Zhou Yang changed his face.

  —This should be a grave bag.

   It was only because there were no worshippers for many years, and they came to add soil.

   After realizing this, Zhou Yang's scalp was somewhat numb.

   He didn't dare to stay any longer, so he kowtowed to the mound and bowed, asking for forgiveness, and left here in a hurry.

   We walked another two or three miles along the path where the traces were almost disappearing.

   The front suddenly became brighter.

   A two-story building with symmetrical left and right appeared in Zhou Yang's field of vision.

   The white paint on the outer walls of this abandoned residence has been mottled and peeled off, showing gray-black traces. In some places, the wall skin has collapsed, revealing the dark red bricks inside.

   Zhou Yang stepped onto the flat open space in front of the house and turned to look at the road he had walked.

  Hoo!

   At this time, a mountain wind blew,

   pressed down the waist-deep weeds.

   The dense weeds bent over and immediately showed beneath them—there were actually two or three rows of small mounds lined up neatly from this end to the end of Zhou Yang’s line of sight!

   Are all barren tombs that have not been sacrificed for years? !

   A burst of coolness suddenly reached the inspiration from the top of Zhou Yang's feet. Before he could react, the wind stopped and the weeds returned to their original state.

   The row of mounds was hidden in the grass.

   The scene just now seemed to be Zhou Yang's hallucination.

   But how could what he saw with his own eyes turn into an illusion?

   Zhou Yang retreated inwardly, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to call 'Brother Xiang' to talk about the situation here.

  'Brother Xiang' called first: "Zhou Yang, what's your situation? Are you all in place?"

"It's here, it's in place." Zhou Yang said quickly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "But Brother Xiang, there is something wrong with this place. I see that there are some small graves next to this dwelling. I didn't see so many graves last time I came here. …”

"Oh.

   That's normal. Brother Xiang said nonchalantly, "You took the road from Yuchuan this time, right?

   The last time we walked was the road from Jingchuan.

   It’s not all the way up and down, and it’s normal that I didn’t see the grave bag last time.

  —The place you are in used to be a cemetery, when cremation was practiced at that time, and Longshan built such a cemetery.

   That abandoned dwelling is not an abandoned dwelling.

   is the memorial hall of the cemetery, where photos of the dead used to be stored for people to worship there.

   But, at that time, there was a lack of people to manage the Longshan Cemetery. There were often people who buried their family members there. At night, the graves were ripped off, the urns were stolen, and the ashes were thrown away!

   So the cemetery was abandoned.

  You can rest assured that the ashes in those graves have been removed from their families, and they are all empty graves, so don’t worry. "

   Listening to Brother Xiang's story, the cold sweat on Zhou Yang's head fell on the spot.

   His calf was shaking, and after the other party finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.

   Brother Xiang couldn't help but wonder: "Zhou Yang, is Zhou Yang still there? Are you J8 trying to pick someone halfway?

   Let me tell you, this time the company took a lot of effort to come to today's homepage recommendation.

  If you dare to pigeon again, you will forget about the signing fee! "

   "Brother Xiang, I, I..." Zhou Yang took a deep breath and finally spoke, thinking about how to choose his words.

   The heart has long been madly cursing: WRNM, WRNM, WRNM…

   He didn't dare to scold him, but Brother Xiang scolded him sharply: "WRNM!

   Zhou Yang, do you think your wife is getting better soon, so you can relax?

  Although she is now recovering from chemotherapy, she has cancer after all! Can you promise later?

   What's more, do I need money for future rehabilitation therapy?

   Do I need to pay for nutrition?

   You used to work as a construction site water ghost - you are not afraid of that kind of work, what is there to be afraid of sleeping overnight in a memorial hall in an abandoned cemetery?

   It's not that he hasn't slept in the tomb circle.

  Come on bro, men should stand up..."

  …

   hung up the phone.

   Zhou Yang stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket,

   He looked up at the abandoned dwelling surrounded by vines and trees, thinking of what Brother Xiang said about the real purpose of this abandoned dwelling, and felt that the building was full of gloom.

   without the slightest hesitation,

   Zhou Yang turned around and walked back along the way he came.

  —Whoever loves to earn this money can earn it, he can’t stay here anyway.

  I used to watch the horror movie "Old Corpse in the Mountain Village" and sleep in the grave circle because there was no trickery before.

   Now I know there is something weird, and I also learned from the mouth of Xiang Jinqiao that this place used to be an abandoned cemetery, so what reason do I have to stay?

   In order to earn that little money, take a life?

  When he is really short of money, he can really work hard to earn money—but the key is that he really puts his life in it, and that kid Xiang Jinqiao is unlikely to put the money into his wife's account...

   might be swallowed by him!

  In that case, why are you still staying here?

   When Xiang Jinqiao asked again, he said that the signal on the mountain was not good, and he encountered a strange incident at night. He clearly had a live broadcast here, but it seemed that he could not see it outside.

   Anyway, it’s okay to be confused.

   Zhou Yang planned in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet. He tripped over a mound again and fell into the grass with a 'pop'.

   "Ouch!"

   His knee was hitting something square in the grass.

   There was a sudden pain.

   Zhou Yang let out a cry, turned over and sat in the haystack, picking up the thing that hit his knee.

   is a rectangular box.

   The red paint painted on the surface of the box has been mottled and peeled off, revealing the wood grain underneath.

   The front is engraved with three words ‘merit box’.

   There is a small opening on the top where money can be inserted.

  ‘Is this something in the cemetery memorial hall? ’

   A thought popped into Zhou Yang's mind, he jerked his spirits and threw the box far away.

  …

  The silver-white car is driving on the highway.

   inside the car,

  Su Wu sat in the back row, closed his eyes for a while, and then seemed to think of something, took out his mobile phone, and called Faxiao: "Xiaohao, I still have six or seven hours to get to the city.

   You don't need to pick me up.

  I called an online car-hailing and just let him take me home. "

   "Okay, you can arrange it.

   Wait for me directly at my house. "

   He hung up the phone and glanced at the various reminder messages on the home screen.

   A social software: Struggle Week requests to add you as a friend.

   A live broadcast platform: The 'Outdoor Brother Zhou' you follow has sent you a live broadcast reminder.

  A certain video station: 'Is my sister ok, my sister is not at home today' The up master you follow has been updated.

  …

  Shoo!

   finger lightly,

   All prompt messages are cleared.

   He clicked into the social software and first agreed to the friend request of 'Struggle Week'.

  'Struggle Week' is the bald man Zhou Yang.

   Then he scanned various chat messages.

  Jiang Yingying sent him a few messages yesterday, telling him that she had arrived home, and asked Su Wu if she had arrived home.

  Su Wu replied last night.

   She sent another message today: "Have you not gone home yet? Pay attention to safety."

   "On the way back." Su Wu replied.

The   chat box quickly displayed 'the other person is typing'.

   He exited the chat box and clicked into the 'fishing guy' chat group.

   Recently, the fishermen in the group have stopped posting pictures of their results, but started to talk about some strange situations at the moment.

  Someone said that their relatives in Mingzhou could not be contacted, so they called the official unit.

   said that it may be because the main signal base station in Mingzhou City has collapsed, so it can't be contacted at the moment, please wait patiently.

  Some people said that when they were fishing, their **** was soaked in water.

   When I got home to take a bath, I found ringworm on my butt.

   and sent pictures of ringworm.

  —Su Wu looked at it and found that it was not ringworm at all, but two purple-red slap prints.

   All in all, there is everything in the group.

   It’s just not as lively as it used to be.

   He looked at the group chat record for a while and then left the group.

   At this time, two more people sent him a message.

   One is Jiang Yingying: "I washed the medicated soup left over from the medicated bath and washed it with the emergency can. It seems to have grown a bit."

"[Image] [image]."

  Su Wu looked at the picture and replied: "I didn't notice any changes.

   But if it doesn't react badly, you can use the rest. "

  The other one is 'Yunlongguan Xie Yunqing Daoist': "My friend, I take the liberty to disturb you. Do you still need to use the imperial bell?

   If we don’t need it, can you help us deliver it to Longshanji?

  Something strange happened here at Longshanji.

  I didn't want to talk to you at first, after all, asking you to deliver things at this time is like dragging you into the fire pit.

   But my master said you might have a solution, so let me ask you to help us.

look…"

  Su Wu watched the news and was silent for a while.

   He dialed the voice call to the other party.

After    connected the phone, Su Wu directly asked: "Did you encounter a strange thing?"

  The voices on the other end of the phone were noisy, as if there were many people talking around Xie Yunqing, it seemed very lively.

   Fortunately, Xie Yunqing's voice was clear: "Strange?

   Shouldn't it be weird? I personally speculate that it may be something like the earth's magnetic field, which prevents us from going out of Longshanji now..."

   The tone of the little Taoist priest was not as firm as when he had asked Su Wu to see a psychiatrist at the hospital.

   It can be seen that these days,

   He did encounter some strange things that science can't explain.

   "Just can't get out of Yongsanji?

   Does anyone in the village die inexplicably now? "Su Wu asked again.

"No no.

   is all right. "Xie Yunqing replied quickly.

   "How long has this been going on?"

   "About four or five days."

   Hearing Xie Yunqing's answer, Su Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

  For four or five days, Weird has not yet appeared to kill, indicating that the strength of this monster is not so strong, or that it has not fully recovered.

   This is a good thing.

"it is good."

   "This time, I'll help you."

  Su Wu gave a reply.

   If there was no Emperor Bell, he would not have been able to pass through the shadow-shrouded area, and he would have died in the Peaceful Garden.

   He accepted this help and should give an equal reward.

   What's more, the emperor clock is someone else's thing, and he just borrows it.

   Now that others are in need, you should return it yourself.

  Especially when this thing can really play a huge role if someone else holds it in their hands.

   (end of this chapter)