We didn't get on the train, but squeezed out of the crowd and slipped out of the ticket gate. The two people were so shy that they didn't even bother to see where we ran to.
After leaving the station, I jumped into a taxi and immediately asked the driver to drive out of the city and head to Donghe Village. I planned to go there first, leaving Lanzhou city for a while, so that the other party could not find our traces and thought we really went home. Secondly, since the Life and Death Sect raised snow monsters in the Wild Wolf Valley, I wanted to check nearby villages to see if there was a nest of theirs. Another thing was to deal with that damn bitch Ru Yu, and then return to the city, just in time to pick up the Second Hades at night and find a safe place to hide.
In the car, Shen Bing pouted and said, "You are not satisfied with just looking through clothes, you are so bad that you want to take off clothes to look..."
I quickly winked at her. We are taxi drivers now, and we can't expose our identities because of this. So I quickly changed the subject: "Those two people are obviously thieves. I want to strip them naked and run them under the train."
The driver said, "Thieves are becoming more and more rampant nowadays, especially at train stations. You didn't lose anything, did you?"
"No, it was almost stolen." I laughed.
Shen Bing wrinkled her nose and said, "We didn't lose anything, but the thief lost his clothes..."
When we arrived at Donghe Village, we gave the driver an extra hundred yuan for the fare after getting off the car and asked him to leave his phone number so that he could pick us up at any time.
It is now past four o'clock in the afternoon. I have not eaten since morning and have nowhere else to go, so I asked the villagers about Xiaoli's home and ran to their house to keep warm. It is too cold outside and I am starving and freezing.
Although Xiaoli's parents were not very satisfied with our relocation of the ancestral grave, we helped them move the bones of their ancestors safely. Other Feng Shui masters did not have this ability. Xiaoli's father had a gloomy face and brought a small stool for us to sit in front of the stove to warm ourselves, and he did not even give us a glass of water.
Their house looked like it had just been renovated, and it looked brand new inside and out. The floor was tiled and the walls were painted bright white, but the furniture was very old.
"Uncle, we haven't eaten for a day. Is there anything to eat to fill our stomachs?" I said to this dark-complexioned, honest-looking uncle.
But he just shook his head and said, "No." Then he put his hands in his sleeves and sat there like a stone sculpture.
His wife lowered her eyes and muttered, "People from the city are not ashamed to come to our place for food."
Damn, why should I be embarrassed to go to their house to find something to eat? Let's say this village is poor, but your family is different, you have a rich "son-in-law", do you still need food? Forget it, they must be unhappy about the relocation of the graves, so just bear with it, it's good to have a place to keep warm.
I wanted to get some information about the Wild Wolf Valley from the old couple, but now that was the atmosphere, I had no time to think about it. The four of us sat there like petrified for more than half an hour, and no one said a word. Xiaoli's father saw that we were not going to leave yet. In fact, he didn't ask us what we were doing. He got impatient and said to us, "It's getting dark, we're going to sleep soon, you should leave."
Shen Bing and I looked at each other in bewilderment. Going to bed when it gets dark? Damn it, aren't they just trying to drive us out? Shen Bing couldn't stand this, so she stood up, shook her head at me, and walked out of the room. I said hello to the two of them and followed them out, but the two of them didn't move at all, as if they didn't hear or see anything.
Shen Bing was so angry that he quickly took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and said, "I don't believe that I can't buy food."
Oh my god, how can I spend so much money here? The problem is that in some places you can’t buy food even if you have money.
Fortunately, there was a small shop in the village. We went in and bought some bread and ham. Although the taste was not right, it was enough to fill our stomachs. We didn't even dare to look at the production date. We were squatting at the door of the small shop eating with relish when a van drove over and caught our attention. To be honest, this village is really poor and transportation is inconvenient. There are only tractors and tricycles in the village. Vans are high-end transportation tools here and there are no such vehicles.
We knew they must be outsiders, so we quickly hid in the store, ate while lifting the tattered door curtain and looking out. When we saw the people getting off the car, we were surprised and delighted. It turned out to be Professor Fan, Yan Xinyi and Tian Wenya, with a little girl, who was the second Hades.
We were very puzzled as to how they came here, so we ran out and called Professor Fan. When the three of them turned around and saw that it was us, they were all surprised.
After hearing this, we learned that Professor Fan and two students had come here to investigate the Wild Wolf Valley and had also sponsored poor households in this village. They were afraid that the child would be taken away by someone, so they decided to send the Second King of Hell to hide in the countryside, but they didn't expect to meet us here by chance.
It was cold outside, so Professor Fan and his two students took us into a farmhouse, where we gathered around the stove and chatted over hot water. After Professor Fan came back from Death Valley, he wrote a biography of his personal experience in Death Valley, which was severely criticized by his peers.
No matter which industry you work in, colleagues are enemies. In addition, Professor Fan is very famous in the scientific research community, and many of his peers envy and reject him. When he wrote this biography, it caused an uproar, and people used the ghost encounter to attack him. How can a scientist promote superstition? This is openly against science. As a professor, it is simply misleading students.
When the wall fell, everyone pushed it, so Professor Fan found it difficult to gain a foothold in Northwest University. Finally, he was forced to resign from Northwest University and work for his old classmate at Gansu University. Yan Xinyi and Tian Wenya, two loyal disciples, also followed him to change sides.
Soon after they came here, they heard rumors about the Wild Wolf Valley and went there with two students. It was not yet winter, so they did not encounter heavy snow or severe weather when they entered the valley. They only found traces of wild wolves and a large number of dead bones, so they did not dare to go deeper and quickly retreated.
Speaking of this valley, the owner of this farm, the old man named Zeng Laojin, said that according to the ancestors, there lived gods in the Wild Wolf Valley. It was originally called the Snow God Valley because it snowed most of the time in winter. The snow was very heavy. A hundred years ago, the heaviest snowfall was seven feet thick, and many people died of starvation and freezing. Everyone said that it was because the Snow God in the Snow God Valley was angry that it snowed so heavily. As long as you follow the instructions of the older generation and send a girl to the Wild Wolf Valley every winter, there will be no snow disaster. And there has been no news about this girl since then. Everyone knows that she must have been taken as a maid by the Snow God.
Professor Fan and I looked at each other and thought that was all nonsense. The truth was that the girl was eaten by the snow demon. But from what the old man said, the snow demon has been here for many years. It doesn't look like a demon raised by the Gate of Life and Death. It should be a mountain demon that has formed in the valley for many years. But why did the Gate of Life and Death take the Second King of Hell to find it
Just as I was thinking about this, it got dark outside and a heavy snow began to fall. Zeng Laojin sighed and said, "The practice of sending a child into the valley every year was stopped long ago after liberation. There were no natural disasters afterwards, but in the nearby villages, women would always have their faces torn off while sleeping in the middle of the night, dying miserably. There was also a group of wild wolves in the valley, and most people who went to the Snow God Valley would be bitten to death by wild wolves. If I hadn't persuaded them to come out in time the last time Professor Fan went into the valley, he wouldn't have come back alive."
After the old man finished speaking, he looked out the window at the heavy snow, his face changed, and he said in surprise: "Such a large snowflake, could it be a snowstorm?"