Tales of the Supernatural

Chapter 498: [495] Wujiang Town

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"Don't worry, I'm not some hot-blooded young man, and I won't act impulsively." I know Li Shigao is afraid that I will go and fight Meng Yi alone, but I can't be that stupid.

"About how long?" I asked Li Shigao. I had everything I needed except time. Li Shigao thought for a moment and said, "About half a month. Don't mess around, Meng Yi is not easy to deal with."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you at Wujiang River," I said with a smile, and then returned to Fuze Hall, took the Emperor's Sword, the General's Sword, and various talismans, and headed towards Wujiang River.

Let me tell you here that you have always seen me mention Wujiang Wujiang, but the Wujiang I mentioned is actually Wujiang Town on the border between Jiangsu and Anhui in the east of Hexian County, Anhui. This is where the Overlord fought with Liu Bang, and it is also where Xiang Yu committed suicide.

It was already noon of the third day when I arrived at Wujiang Town, and seven days had passed since the two-month deadline. The weather was quite hot at that time. I first flew to Hefei, Anhui, and then took a bus to Wujiang Town. Wujiang Town is not big, and there are only a few streets in the town. I searched on Baidu before I came, and there are only more than 30,000 people. Of course, there are not only residents in the town, but also many villages around. I am also distressed now. At the beginning, Yu Ji told me that she would wait for me in Wujiang, and Li Shigao also said that he would wait for me in Wujiang. Damn it, the Wujiang Town alone is terrifyingly large. I shook my head, walked to the street, found a restaurant to eat some food, and then found a hotel.

No matter what, I have to settle down first. The hotel I found is called Overlord Hotel. I sighed as I looked at it. It seems that I had a great influence in my previous life. Although this hotel does not look particularly high-end, it looks quite clean. The receptionist is a middle-aged woman in her forties with a sad face, as if everyone owed her two hundred yuan. I checked into a room on the third floor. Just turn left after getting out of the elevator. I opened the door and went in. There was a single bed. It looked to be more than 20 square meters. It was quite simple. I threw my backpack on the ground and turned around to close the door.

Lying on the bed, I started to think. This place is so big, how can I find it? I thought it would be useless to call Li Shigao again. I sighed and suddenly got an idea. Meng Yi is a zombie. The places he likes to stay are generally more yin and evil. In other words, maybe he is in some haunted house. Thinking of this, I couldn't help it. I picked up the wallet in my hand and went out. I walked downstairs and looked at the sad-looking old lady downstairs. I walked up to her and asked, "Auntie, do you know where there is a haunted place near Wujiang Town?"

"Get out of the way and don't interfere with my business." The lady started cursing when she heard what I said. I immediately understood that it is useless to not give money in this world: "Auntie, I'm just curious, tell me what you have to say." As I said that, I took out a hundred yuan from my bag and handed it to the lady

The old lady took the money, looked at it carefully, then rolled her eyes, looked around, and said cautiously: "If you really want to hear a ghost story, then I will tell you one, but you must not tell anyone else what I told you, and don't tell anyone else that I told it."

"Of course," I nodded and said to the aunt.

"Hey, do you know the Xiang Yu Temple here?" The middle-aged woman seemed to be telling the truth: "A few days ago, a miracle happened in the Xiang Yu Temple. It seemed that a man was possessed by the ghost of Xiang Yu..."

"Wait, that's not right, auntie. Are you sure this is true?" I thought to myself, damn, I am the reincarnation of Xiang Yu, how come I didn't know that Xiang Yu's ghost ran out to cause trouble

When I asked this question, the old lady seemed to be in the mood for gossip and said, "The ghost touched the stone statue of Xiang Yu in the Xiang Yu Temple and then became possessed. Now he plays in the mud at home all day long. It has been almost a week. I guess he is crazy."

I was discouraged when I heard this. This had nothing to do with Meng Yi. It was probably just an ordinary ghost encounter. I sighed in disappointment and said, "Nothing else? Like zombies, or supernatural horror places. I like adventure, so I want to..."

"I don't know about zombies, but when it comes to scary places, there really is such a place." The old lady seemed to remember something and said, "I don't know much about this either. If you are really interested, you can go to the teahouse and ask the old men. They talk about this stuff all day long."

"Thank you," I nodded. "But what name should we give it? That place has to have a name."

"You can just ask them, they don't know yet: Hongshu Village is good enough, they all know it, I won't say anything more, so as not to get involved in something I shouldn't." After saying this, the auntie went about her own business and didn't talk to me. I asked, "Where is the teahouse?"

"Turn left and go straight," the aunt said directly

After hearing that, I thanked the old lady, then turned around and left the hotel. After walking for about two minutes, I still didn't see a teahouse. Just when I thought the old lady was fooling me, a teahouse finally appeared in front of me. There were seven old people drinking tea and chatting inside.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled the fragrance of tea. This street tea tasted a little bitter, but it was not bad. The seven old men looked to be in their seventies or eighties. The wrinkles on their foreheads could kill mosquitoes. I didn't like to take detours, so I walked straight to an old man and shouted to him, "Hello, old man, I'm a policeman, I'm here to investigate some cases."

I thought about it and decided to use the identity of a police officer. After all, these people would cooperate more. Anyway, these old men would not ask me to show my ID or anything. When the old man heard me talking to him, he turned around and said, "Keep your voice down. I can hear you. I'm not deaf. What's the matter?"

"Old man, I'm here to investigate a case that happened a long time ago. I hope you can cooperate with me and just record a statement. It's nothing serious and won't take up much of your time."

The old man was quite reasonable. He smiled and said, "Police comrade, just ask."

"That old man, I just want to ask if there is a place called Mangrove Village here. What is it like?" I asked with a smile, but as soon as I finished speaking, the seven old men here stared at me, as if I had said something wrong.