The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

The village is big or small, and small and small. It is a long and narrow trend that spreads along the road. This is why the ancient village in the front is developing tourism. Villagers have chosen to build houses on both sides of the road.

After walking along the road for about a few minutes, Du Yan saw the house that just caught his attention.

There is nothing special about the appearance of the house. It is a typical two-story small house with a concrete vacant lot in front of it for sunbathing or parking. The white and red tiles on the outside of the house looked quite bright.

Now that everyone is a little sacred, seeing Du Yan and Xiao Lang walked over without hesitation, and the house looked no different from the outside, so they followed.

The first-floor house is designed as a facade, and the rolling shutters are not closed tightly, exposing a gap of about half a meter. Perhaps because no one has lived for a long time and faced the street, a thick layer of dust fell on the roller shutter.

Looking in from the outside, the inside is completely a black hole, and nothing can be seen.

Xiao Lang asked with some doubt: "You look so good? You can see a chair inside when you pass by in the car."

Du Yan smiled and said, "This matter has nothing to do with eyes."

Everyone stopped in front of this house.

Liang Fei asked, "Is there anything wrong with this house? It looks no different from the outside."

Du Yan explained: "I just saw it in the car and felt that something inside was not right."

After speaking, he bent down to lift the roller shutter, and Xiao Lang bent down to help when he saw this.

The roller shutter may not have been used for too long, and some rust has caused it to become stuck. It is very difficult to lift it. Seeing this, several boys standing next to each other came up to help pull the shutter.

With the crunching soothing sound, the roller shutter was finally completely opened.

The sun fell recklessly from the open door, and the dust flying around the house was invisible under the light source. Almost everyone's action is to cover his nose with one hand and drive away the dust from his face with one hand in front of his eyes.

The interior of the room was empty and there was almost nothing. The floor of the room was concrete, and thick dust was visible to the naked eye. A picture hangs on the wall directly opposite the gate.

The black-and-white photo shows an old man with a black cotton hat, his eyes are cloudy and his face has no expression. A white silk satin flower hung crookedly from the photo.

Anyone with some common sense can tell at a glance that this is a legacy. Beneath the photo, a tattered wooden incense case is displayed.

The scene in front of me always seems to be a bit infiltrating, but in the center of the Taishi chair, this photo and the incense case are really nothing.

Even if everyone present didn't have much awareness of these mysterious things, they could see that this Taishi chair was not right.

The whole room was a little dirty and left unattended for a long time. Only this master chair was incompatible with the whole room.

The Taishi chair is brand new. It is made of red wood, and the back of the chair is a typical three-segment decoration.

Not to mention ordinary rural families, will they pay a large price to buy such a master chair. Even if it is here, it is also irrational.

The most important point is that the hollowed-out chair is the most susceptible to dust, not to mention that the whole room is covered with dust. This Taishi chair, however, is clean, and there is no dust in those hollowed out places.

Zhou Tian finally couldn't help shaking her voice and said, "Here, what's the matter with this chair?"

Wei Zizhe comforted her softly: "Maybe this family sometimes comes here to do things, clean the chairs for a rest."

Liang Fei said, "No, you see the photo above is dusty. Why would anyone come to clean the chair and not wipe the pictures of the ancestors?"

Liang Fei said this, everyone felt more creepy, and stepped back unconsciously.

Du Yan went the other way and walked up into the room.

Xiao Lang reached out to pull him, but saw Du Yan look back at him and said, "Anyway, it's better to take a good look."

Xiao Lang had no choice but to follow him and walk in. Du Yan didn't go to see the teacher's chair for the first time, but walked to the Xiang case.

There is a small incense burner on the incense case, and the incense inserted in it is burned to leave only the wooden part. A white porcelain plate was placed on each side of the incense burner, and the styles commonly found in the market were nothing special.

One white porcelain plate contains several fruits that are almost transformed into dried corpses, and the other plate contains peanuts and plastic-wrapped candies.

Du Yan took a look at the candy, and there was no date of production on the outer packaging. This kind of private house built on the road is dusty, as long as half a month

No one can get dirty like cleaning.

Du Yan glanced again at the photo hanging on it, and found nothing wrong. He turned back to the teacher's chair, took a few steps, and heard Zhou Tian scream.

Du Yan took a footstep, looked up, and saw that Zhou Tian had shrunk behind Wei Zizhe.

Liang Fei was frightened by her, but didn't find anything wrong, so she asked, "What happened to Zhou Tian? At first glance, people are scaring to death, do you know?"

Zhou Tian didn't look at him at all, but clasped Wei Zizhe's arm with one hand. She raised her left hand, pointed her finger at the photo on the wall, and said, "Just now, he just smiled."

Everyone heard the words, all eyes fell on the photo.

The photo still shows the old man with a wrinkled face and a black hat. The eyes were cloudy and their expressions were stiff, and they were no different from when they first came in.

Wei Zizhe looked at Zhou Tian and said calmly, "Did you read it wrong? Now the photos are not different from what they looked just now."

Liang Fei nodded: "Yes, a photo to be opened in a while did not find any difference,

Du Yan turned back and looked at the photo carefully for a moment, but still didn't find any entanglement on it.

Zhou Tian was pale, and vowed, "I read that right, the person in the photo smiled."

Du Yan would not doubt whether Zhou Tian was wrong because he was too frightened. Instead, he had another guess. He didn't even feel that there was anything unusual in the village, for what reason it was all clear.

Du Yan smiled calmly at Zhou Tian and said, "It's okay, you can rest assured."

Then he walked to the Taishi chair again, reaching out and trying to run into it.

Xiao Lang felt that something was wrong, and his eyes quickly blocked his hand: "I'll come."

Du Yan did not stop him, watching Xiao Lang carefully touch on the back of the Taishi chair.

He raised his head and said strangely, "There is nothing wrong, it seems like an ordinary chair."

Du Yan heard that, reaching out again, Xiao Lang did not stop this. His fingers happened to fall on those fine Ruyi patterns, stroking them along, only to feel a bit cold.

In addition, it is really just an ordinary chair.

Liang Fei's emotions come fast and go fast. The scene of the horror that was just on the bus has basically been thrown away by him, and just now I did not see the person in the photo mentioned by Zhou Tian smiling.

Then he became bold and walked in directly.

Du Yan thought he just wanted to come in and confirm that the Taishi chair was just an ordinary chair. Unexpectedly, as soon as Liang Fei came over, he was eager to sit on the teacher's chair.

Fortunately, Xiao Lang moved quickly and grabbed him: "Liang Fei, what are you doing?"

Only then did Fei Fei suddenly return to God, even taking a few steps back and saying, "I don't know why. Suddenly I wanted to sit on this chair and feel inexplicable."

At this time, Zhou Tian also said, "Yes, just when the photo was smiling at me, I seemed to hear someone tell me to sit on that chair. I thought I was too scared, so the hallucination was just now Looks like it's not. "

Du Yan looked at the people standing in front of the door with a look of panic, and then looked at the chair next to him. Then he said quietly, "Take it out and burn it."

Xiao Lang froze and asked, "Ah? What did you say?"

Du Yan repeated: "So strange chair, take it out and burn it."

At this time, Tian Luo thought of the normal social rules. He hesitated and said, "This is a chair in someone's house. We just took it out and burned it."

Du Yan glanced at him inexplicably, and said, "Do you really think this is a chair in the real world? Such a weird chair appears in such a weird village, and the one just now Strange bus, how can you still naively think that we are still in a normal world now? "

Du Yan's looks were already gloomy and her voice was cold. When she said these words, she was still smiling.

Even if he stood still, the few people standing at the door stepped back unconsciously and neatly.

Liang Fei straightened up and asked directly, "I think you are strange, too. Who are you?"

Seeing this, Du Yan knew that if she didn't make things clear, the people present probably wouldn't cooperate with the next step except Xiao Lang.

He thought about it, and put the black backpack that he always carried with him on that teacher's chair, and then digged out from the inside.

A group of people stared dumbfounded as Du Yan took out a wooden dagger from the bag and some bottles and cans. What kind of situation is this, what is that on the teacher's chair, are the props used for filming?