Wang Gen approached the wooden house, but he noticed a small detail.
That is, there is clearly light in the wooden house, and there are many noisy voices, but through the window, it seems that no light and shadow flickering of people walking back and forth can be seen.
There were at least a dozen or so people making such a loud noise.
Logically speaking, with so many people gathered together, there should be many people walking around. Could it be that these people are all sitting on the ground
At this moment, Wang Gen already had hesitation on his face.
But the darkness around him, and the occasional roars of wild beasts made him lose the courage to return.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Wang Gen felt a sudden chill in his back, as if someone was standing behind him, blowing a cold wind on his neck, which made him shiver all over, and turned back to look behind him with some horror, But nothing.
Wang Gen felt chills all over his body, he felt panic in his heart, hurried to the door in a panic, he raised his hand to knock on the door, but just as his fingers touched the wooden door, the door was unlocked, and he gently pushed open a crack.
Wang Gen tried to push, but he easily pushed the door open.
"Sorry to bother you, I'm lost in the mountains and hope..."
Creaking... Just as Wang Gen opened the door, suddenly, the noisy voices of more than a dozen people suddenly disappeared.
It's like a peaceful deep pool in a deep mountain and old forest. A stone suddenly disturbs the ripples, and the tranquility is disturbed...
At this time, Wang Gen had pushed open the wooden door, and everything in the house came into view... Wang Gen's heart beat suddenly, almost jumping out of his chest, his eyes widened in horror.
empty!
This is actually an empty house, no one is there!
A deep chill rose from the bottom of my heart.
Wang Gen turned around and wanted to escape, his face was full of despair and panic.
"Save..."
Half of the sound sounded in the dark ghost forest, but it stopped abruptly, creaking, and the wooden door closed again.
In the originally empty wooden house, there were loud and noisy voices again, and it seemed that many people were gathering in the house.
The world outside the house was once again silent into a pitch blackness.
There are only old trees standing quietly in the night with blurred shadows, and the original lost lamb has disappeared...
Time passed by every minute and every second.
It seems that this world is permanently isolated from the outside world, and the sound and light from the outside world cannot be transmitted to this independent world, and all the weirdness of this world cannot be known to the outside world.
The moon gradually moved westward.
The night became thicker and darker, the black blind forest became more cloudy, and the temperature difference between day and night became larger. Even the strange sounds that could be heard from time to time disappeared at some point.
It was as if everything had returned to silence.
It was as if this time only belonged to another, weirder world.
Only the wooden house in the forest was still lit with a light source, which seemed to be a light source that attracted moths to the flames, attracting moths who didn't know that the flames were enough to burn their lives, and flew towards them desperately.
Inside the wooden house, there were still lively voices, and it seemed that many people were having a party.
One hour.
two hours.
After all, under the thick night, the sound of shrubs and grass blades being plucked, and the sound is gradually approaching the direction of the wooden house.
closer and closer.
It's just that in the dark and blind forest without moonlight, you can't see your fingers, and you can't see everything in the distance.
Everything has been pulled into the dark shadows, like ghosts baring their teeth and claws at you ferociously.
The sound was getting closer and closer to the wooden house, but due to the lack of light in the dark night, it was still impossible to see what was coming.
Beast
Or another lost lamb
Or something else weird
It wasn't until it was about ten meters away that the light from the wooden house brushed away the dark edges and corners a little, revealing the figure of a person.
Here's another moth attracted to a light source...
Fangzheng looked at the noisy wooden house in front of him, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
Along the way, he searched the other two wooden houses continuously, but found nothing. The two wooden houses seemed to have been overwhelmed by the weight of history, and fell into the ruins of time.
At present, this is the third wooden house mentioned by Gao Shuhua.
And just as Gao Shuhua said, Gao Shuhua did not lie to him, there are indeed three forks in the dry well, and they all lead to the three wooden houses in the black blind forest.
This is the third wooden house and the only one still intact.
At this time, Fangzheng was alone.
He came alone.
Did not bring the old magic stick.
It is inconvenient for the old god stick to know the secrets about him, so he continued to arrange it in Menqian Village.
Fangzheng was not worried about the safety of the old god stick. Such a big incident happened in Menqian Village. The house of Mr. Li's family collapsed into ruins. At this time, the villagers in the village who were supposed to be asleep had already been alarmed.
At the moment, Menqian Village is bustling with activity.
Therefore, Fangzheng is not worried about the safety of the old god stick, unless Gao Shuhua lurks back to Menqian Village again, and then kills the old god stick desperately, and kills all the witnesses around the old god stick again.
But in such a final outcome, this woman will definitely bring death to the entire Gao family, so it is unlikely.
At the same time, the reason why Fangzheng kept the old magic stick with Li Laosan and Li Laosan and his wife was also because he intended to use this to protect Li Laosan and his wife. Fangzheng always felt that Li Laosan and his wife must know something, otherwise they would suddenly make a show, which would be the most suspicious point in itself.
At this time, Fangzheng walked closer to the wooden house, the more clearly he could hear the lively voices in the wooden house, but these voices were mixed with a strong local dialect.
The dialects of these people all have flat tongue sounds.
They should all be from coastal provinces, possibly locals nearby.
As a native of Zhou City, Fang Zheng frowned inadvertently, and he couldn't understand a word of these dialects.
Fangzheng glanced at the strange and noisy wooden house at night with a deep look. He approached the wooden house with a calm expression.
But just as he was about to reach the wooden house, Fangzheng suddenly let out a slight exclamation. He seemed to have discovered something, and squatted down to check the ground under his feet. Suddenly, there was a string of fresh footprints on the ground.
It is a person's footprints, and the footprints are still fresh, because the footprints are clear, and the rolled soil still has a little dampness, and it has not completely dried.
The footprints came from another direction of the forest, and finally disappeared in front of the threshold.
It seems to have entered the wooden house
"Um?"
Fangzheng realized something was wrong. There were obviously a few messy footprints in front of the threshold, and the footsteps overlapped back and forth. It seemed that when the person reached the threshold, he noticed something and wanted to go back, but by this time, the footprints had disappeared.
Fangzheng stood up slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the brightly lit and noisy wooden house in front of him.
"I accidentally got lost in the woods and wanted to stay overnight here. I wonder if I can stay overnight?"
"Excuse me, is there anyone?"
"If anyone, please chime in..."
The voice was flustered and anxious, as if it was really just a lost lamb.
(end of this chapter)