Although the house felt strange, we had to stay there. We brought a tent, which was a bit of a mistake because we didn't consider bringing a tour guide, so we only brought one. It might be a bit difficult to squeeze four people in, especially the ratio of two men and two women. What if something happened in the middle of the night
As we were approaching the house, the wind suddenly started to blow, the whole forest was shaking, and the leaves were rustling, which was a spectacular sound. In addition, we were close to the top of the mountain, and the temperature was very low, so the breeze was piercingly cold. We quickly quickened our pace, and just as we were outside the house, it began to rain, and the raindrops hit the leaves, making crackling sounds.
Damn, it was raining hard. The eaves of this little mud house were too small to cover us. We were soaked in an instant. Chen Ming knocked on the door and asked for shelter in the local dialect. But after knocking for a long time, there was no movement from inside. What made me even more suspicious was that the house was pitch black. Why didn't the owner turn on the light
Shen Bing was soaked and hugged her body with her hands. Her teeth were grinding even more vigorously. Seeing no one answered, she reached out to push the door. The door opened without a bolt, and a damp and pungent smell hit her nose. It was estimated that no one had lived here for a long time, otherwise there would be no such smell.
We hurriedly fled into the house, wiping the rain off our heads and faces, and felt much warmer. We used a flashlight to look around, and found that the house was not very big, and there was no furniture inside. There was only a stove made of mud on the ground, and a pile of dirty pots and pans around it, covered with cobwebs, and it looked like it had not been used for a long time.
At the west end of the room was an earthen bed, covered with a tattered and thick quilt. It looked like there was a person lying inside, bulging upwards, but no head could be seen sticking out from one end of the quilt.
We had just experienced the magic trick of the backpack turning into a head, and now we dared not lift the quilt to see if there was a person or a corpse lying inside. If there was another zombie, we would not have a good night. I unloaded the backpack on the ground and asked them to sit down and catch their breath. When I came, I brought candles in my bag. I took out two and lit them, and the room was immediately bright.
Shen Bing opened her backpack again, took out some crispy beans, and started cracking them. The sound was particularly out of place in the silent room, and made my heart beat to the rhythm of the noise.
It was windy and rainy outside. The howling mountain wind made the forest sound like a galloping army. Raindrops hit the leaves and roofs, making crackling sounds. Fortunately, we came across a house, otherwise the tent would not be able to be set up in such a storm.
Chen Ming stared at the door, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, his face full of fear. Maybe he was regretting in his heart why he had the nerve to lead us. This scary journey made even me feel frightened and uneasy.
Looking at the watch, it was past seven o'clock. I took out the ham bread and the bagged beef to share with everyone, but Shen Bing didn't want them and just ate beans. But I didn't bring much of this snack, just a few bags, and after I finished this bag, it was gone. She had nothing to grind her teeth on, so she seemed particularly impatient. She stood up, grinding her teeth with a creaking sound, and turned back and forth on the ground.
Qu Mo frowned at me, and I could read her worry in her eyes. We could all see that Shen Bing was abnormal, but we couldn't tell what was wrong. I calmly took out the eye-dotting pen and quietly chanted a spell to open the Yin-Yang Eyes. Looking around, there was no abnormal shadow except for the four of us, and there was no sign of evil on Shen Bing. Perhaps she was frightened and stimulated, so she behaved abnormally.