"Teacher, it's raining outside."
Su An opened his eyes and looked at the person who said . A boy with a thick curtain on his head and a face full of pimples looked out the window worriedly, "Look, you can't see clearly this way."
Su An looked out the window, the dense forest was hazy in the white rain and fog, showing a dark color. The raindrops on the windows made long streaks, and the tickling rain was uncomfortably sticky.
This chartered car was being forced to stop by the heavy rain on the road in the dense forest.
In the driver's seat, a boy with a hot and dyed red head was chewing gum, "The road has turned into a dirt road, what a broken place. It has been raining since I drove to this place, and the mobile phone has no signal. I think You can't even play a game without posting time."
Su An looked at him, the red-haired boy turned his head, looked like a handsome boy, and his tone was a little impatient, "Teacher, what should we do now?"
Su An coughed and took out the old-fashioned glasses from the pocket of the plaid shirt. "Where's the map, show the teacher."
The only female student in the back seat handed him the map.
Su An unfolded the map and slowly pinpointed the road they were on. The sound of rain outside and the moisture seeping through the cracks in the windows caused the map to become soft.
"Let me find... Let's go here," Su An pushed on his glasses and looked out the window earnestly, "There's a well-washing village in a couple of years, we'll stop in the village and let it rain first. stop."
The degree of the original body is not high, only one or two hundred degrees. Even if you put on glasses, it doesn't help your vision much. Su An's eyes widened to see, but he could only see within three meters. The nearest row of trees.
Such a large white fog shrouded almost everything.
"Does everyone's cell phone have no signal?" Su An slowly took off his glasses, and put them away again.
The boy with the thick head curtain said, "Teacher, since it rained, my mobile phone has no signal."
The girl in the back seat whispered, "Me too."
Su An urged in a good-natured way: "Look again, look again."
The three students reluctantly turned on their mobile phones and read it again.
The original name is Yu Suan, and her personality is so quirky, too particular and too serious, she was secretly nicknamed "Shi Mom" by the students in the university. This time, Yuan Shi took a few graduate students under his name to go out for research, and he was trapped on the way by the continuous rainy days.
The red-haired man's name is Zhou Hao. He is a rich man. He usually hates the original owner's seriousness the most, and finds it annoying. The boy with the thick head curtain is called Chen Tian, a child who was admitted to a university in the countryside. He has a simple personality and respects teachers. The only girl named Qin Qin, who is a little timid, is the protagonist of this world.
Su An's out-of-the-way vision swept away from the heroine, "System, where is this place where this world needs to be reformed?"
The system said: "Host, in the original fate line, the heroine completed the research before graduation, successfully graduated, went to society, met her true son, and her career and love were smooth sailing."
Su An: "Well, continue."
"After the world was polluted," the system paused, "your group died on the way to research, and no one survived."
Su An "hiss", "A car accident happened?"
"no."
"A mountain slide? A sudden mudslide? A fire broke out in the hotel?" Su An said that one was rejected by the system, and his scalp gradually became numb. "No one will survive... This is too miserable."
The system euphemistically said: "Host, the cause of death is related to the original fate line, I have not disclosed. But you should pay attention, as long as the female lead can live to graduate successfully after the investigation, the return of this world will be at hand. "
"Teacher," the red-haired man Zhou Hao called Su An three times in a louder voice, scolding Shima, "Look, all three of our mobile phones show no signal."
"Hey," Su An also took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, as if calmly wiping off his cold sweat, and sighed, "really. It's not a problem that the rain has not stopped... Well, in another half an hour. If it hasn't stopped, let's throw the car here first, go to the village with an umbrella, and after the rain stops, let's go back and drive the car away."
This road is sparsely populated, and it is still a dirt road, so you must park your car here, and it will not block the way of others. Their tires have been stuck in the mud, and it is estimated that when the rain stops, they will have to use a little effort to push the car out.
The four teachers and students have been trapped in the car for a whole day, and they have eaten everything they can eat. Yu Suan is not afraid of starving herself, but is afraid of starving students.
The three students had no objection to this decision. The four stayed quietly for half an hour, and the rain and fog outside showed no signs of stopping.
Su An asked the students to carry their belongings and get out of the car with an umbrella.
As soon as I got out of the car door, the cold wind rushed on with the broken rain. Su An shuddered, then went back to the car and put on his jacket, "Everyone, wear thicker clothes, don't catch a cold."
Chen Tian and Qin Qin obediently went back to get their clothes, and Zhou Hao followed him. After picking up his coat, he looked back and said to the two of them, "You see, mom, this clothes is really mine. Grandpa's clothes are too old-fashioned."
Chen Tian and Qin Qin looked back and saw that Mr. Yu Suan was wearing a dark blue jacket with buttons, and the jacket was flat, going straight, like the style of clothes that an uncle in his fifties or sixties would wear. The two of them couldn't help laughing, and then stopped awkwardly, "The teacher is also quite light, why is the style of dressing so, uh, retro."
Zhou Hao: "Come on, if this is called retro, there is no need to reincarnate in the fashion circle. When people see him and don't call him uncle, it's because he's light and looks good. Plaid shirt, dark blue jacket, black and gray trousers. , my God, why did I report his subject at that time."
Their topic is to visit folk customs, and the school will give them research fees, which are equivalent to travel fees, and they are very popular when they sign up.
"I feel that this subject is very good, and Teacher Yu is also very responsible," Qin Qin said weakly. "The teacher is very knowledgeable. I have learned a lot from him along the way."
"My Healing Game"
Chen Tian nodded, "Zhou Hao, stop talking, the teacher is all dressed up."
The group of people hurried to the village with umbrellas in the wind and rain. The more they walked, the thicker the dirt on the road became.
The road in two miles usually takes up to 30 minutes to walk, but because of the rain, fog and muddy water, the four of them had to walk for an hour before they saw the shadow of the village in the misty white fog.
There is a river in front of the village, the current is fast. An old wooden bridge stood on the river. When Su An stepped on it, his soles almost slipped. He quickly grabbed the handrail and looked down. It turned out to be some sparse moss growing on the bridge.
"Students, be small," he raised his voice. "It's easy to slip here."
Chen Tian said loudly: "Teacher, we know!"
The wood at the handrail was soaked and softened by the rain. When you squeeze it with your hands, it seems that you can squeeze a fingerprint with a little force. Su An guessed that this place should have not been broken by the rain in recent months, otherwise the wood will not be soaked. Rotten.
He walked down the bridge in a small way, his shoes were soaked through by now, not only the shoes, but also the trousers and back that could not be covered by the umbrella, the clothes were sticking tightly to his body.
The three students were as embarrassed as he was. Su An observed the village. Not far from the bridge, there was a stone standing tall, looking like an old man on crutches, with three rough characters engraved on it. : Washing Well Village.
Qin Qin exclaimed: "Look, is this stone formed naturally?"
They regarded the rain as a game of relaxation, and when they heard the words, they all ran to the edge of the stone. Zhou Hao is well-informed, and after turning around the stone twice, he said, "It looks like it was formed naturally. I don't see any traces of artificial carving."
Su An walked slowly, smiled, and said: "In "Notes of Xianguan in Youtai", there is a stone like this that looks like an old man. The villagers call it the 'Qiaotou Land God' and enjoy the incense offering. But after that, six women decided not to marry, and they threw themselves into the river to die together. The villagers felt that the 'Qiaotou Land God' did not protect the lives of the women, so they no longer worshiped the stone."
The three of them listened carefully, Qin Qin whispered: "How can Shitou be able to save people?"
Zhou Hao said casually: "It's just a story, just listen to it."
They walked slowly into the village, wondering if it was an illusion. Since they passed the old man's stone, the white fog seemed to have faded a little, and the rain was still falling, but the visibility was much better than before.
The village was quiet, and no one was seen.
Su An took out his glasses and put them on, Chen Tian pulled his sleeve, "Teacher, there seems to be someone on the road where you turn left."
Su An: "Let's go and see."
Small villages are generally arranged neatly, with a road extending in all directions, so that people can see it at a glance. But this is not the case in this village called Xijing Village. The road to the left is tortuous, and houses large and small are clustered together in twos and threes. It does not look like a village, but a labyrinth.
Turning left to the end, the noise gradually grew louder. Men's shouting and women's cries were mixed together, as if dozens or hundreds of people were crowding around here.
Su An took the students out to take a look. Not far away, the villagers were standing next to each other, each with a frowning face, whispering to the people around him. Some of the villagers were wearing white turbans and white linen, a coffin was placed in the middle of the crowd, and two people were arguing around the coffin.
Chen Tian whispered: "Teacher, they seem to be buried."
A villager outside the crowd whispered: "Hurry up and burn it, why are you crying, don't you panic..."
"Shh," the other person scolded hastily, "you shut up."
As soon as they turned their faces, they saw the four Su An standing in the alley, and the two were taken aback for a moment.
Su An hurriedly stepped forward, "Hello, eldest brother," he recounted what happened on the road trapped in the rain, "Where is the village chief in this village? We want to borrow a place to rest for the night."
The two villagers were still staring at them, and they saw Qin Qin at the end of the fall from Su An. Qin Qin was a little scared and hid behind the teacher.
The two villagers finished their measurements and said, "The village chief is right in front, and I will take you to find the village chief."
One of them pulled Su An forward and said enthusiastically, "Where is the car parked? Alas, it has been raining a lot in our place for the past two months, and the fields have been flooded into rivers. There are many empty houses in our place, there must be a place for you to live, and the villagers in our Xijing Village are very hospitable."
The three students followed the teacher closely, and the villagers who were walking ahead shouted loudly: "All make way, make way, there are foreigners, and the village head is needed!"
Along the way, people in mourning clothes and those without mourning clothes made way for them after hearing the shouts. Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the four of them, Zhou Hao couldn't help but frown, and complained to Chen Tian, "This is too damn enthusiastic."
No matter who he looked at, the villagers grinned at him.
At other times, it's fine to laugh, but this time the coffin is placed inside, and some people are wearing white sackcloth and smiling at him, Zhou Hao thinks it's infiltrating.
Chen Tian looked unremarkable, "Rural people are really hospitable. Everyone in the village is familiar with them. Chen Zhimao's rotten millet is well known. If there are foreigners, everyone is curious."
Zhou Hao thought for a while, "Yes."
The elder brother of the villagers took them directly around the coffin, and said to a one-armed old man leaning on crutches with a stern face: "Village chief, there are people from outsiders who want to stay in our village."
The two parties who had just quarreled, one was a few old-fashioned old people headed by the village chief, and the other was three family members in white mourning clothes. The three knelt on the ground and cried out of breath. In the blue rain, there is no distinction between tears and rain.
One of the middle-aged women murmured, "Can't burn my son."
This scene was broken by them, Su An was really embarrassed, but before he said anything, the village chief suppressed his anger, looked at Su An and the others with kind eyes and said, "Are you staying overnight?"
Yu Suan said embarrassedly: "We are a trivial matter, no rush. You can do business first, don't worry about us."
The village chief sighed, "What's the matter... how could you, the guests, be in our village?"
"I'm a university teacher. I took my students out to do research, and I happened to pass by here," Yu Suan said hurriedly. "Village chief, you can do your work first."
The village chief was refreshed, "University teacher? Turn into a human being! Take a look and see if this dead person should be burned or not!"
Before Su An refused, the villagers on the side had already pushed the coffin open.
The corpse of a light male with a pale face was exposed before everyone.
The corpse was kept neat and tidy enough to show the family's love for him. His appearance was light, and he seemed to be in his early twenties. His appearance was ordinary, but he died at a young age.
Yu Suan couldn't bear it, and was about to look away, when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He hesitated to look back and glanced up and down for a while, "Has this body been put away for a long time?"
The village chief said quietly: "I just died yesterday."
But the corpse was very rigid, and the degree of rigidity clearly seemed to have been dead for five or six days.
Su An suddenly felt a chill.
The original owner's erudition and talent instantly transmitted relevant knowledge to him. He clearly remembered that there was a kind of zombie that looked like this in the transformation of the netherworld.
Newly dead but not restrained, the corpse is stiff, and the evil will take the opportunity to invade the corpse and suddenly jump up and attack people.
With such a corpse transformation, it is not the original owner of the corpse who opens his eyes, but the evil that occupies the corpse.
Su An shook and suddenly woke up again. He smirked, zombies? evil Dead? how can that be.
He was about to ask someone to push the coffin up, but suddenly saw the corpse suddenly open its eyes. A pair of dark, terrifying eyes instantly met Su An. These eyes had no whites, and the ordinary Rong Rong instantly became eerie and evil because of these eyes.
The corpse stared straight at Su An, and the goosebumps all over Su An exploded.
He screamed "Ah" and staggered two steps back and was supported by Zhou Hao and Chen Tian. When he shook his hands and pointed at the coffin again, the body in the coffin was calm, as if nothing had changed.