He was very sure that it was Chu Renmei. Although he couldn't see the other party's face clearly just now, from under the dark hair, those pale eyes were cold to the bottom of his heart.
Childhood Nightmare Series…
"Sir, that's just a ghost, why are your legs..." Why are you shaking so much...
Qin Ye glared at Liu Changmin who was out of place. You foreigner know shit! Which post-80s generation didn't tremble under Chu Renmei's big skirt? Only know Sadako and coconut but don't know Chu Renmei? Is it really the person responsible for dismantling the famous Asia-Pacific ghost world SHe
It's a faith blow...
"Don't be afraid... Dad is already the ruler of the government... Not the kid who was so scared that he didn't dare to go to the toilet and needed to sleep under a quilt..." He patted his chest and mocked himself, and then he raised his brows. He began to look at the Huangjia Tulou.
The first thing I saw was a huge locust tree.
The tulou is very large, about the size of a football field in the center. And this locust tree is actually four stories high, and the shade of the tree covers the entire open space. It does not know how many years it has grown, and the bark is tangled and mottled. Overgrown with nodules. The foliage is lush and drooping, and the oval-shaped leaves have clear veins, proving that it has grown for far too long.
But... the strings of locust flowers it hangs are blood red. Like a string of red lanterns.
Around it, there is ten meters of soil, and beyond that, there are neat bluestones. The outermost circle is the huge Huangjia Tulou.
I don't know how many people can live on this floor. I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of households. There are white lanterns hanging from the door. However, only thirty or forty households are now inhabited. Clothes and quilts are hanging outside. Qin Ye even saw a few beautiful figures washing their hair in front of the faucet.
A good picture of human happiness.
No one noticed him... No, all of them, when he walked in, he clearly saw that almost everyone raised their eyelids, but immediately lowered their eyelids, as if nothing could mobilize them. A touch of emotion.
"It's really weird..." Qin Ye rubbed his chin and walked to the central square. The sun was shining through the cracks of the lush locust leaves, because the leaves were too thick. Few spots of light were barely visible on the ground. As the first floor, which has not enjoyed sunlight for many years, it looks particularly cold and gloomy. Even during the day, it is not much different from the evening.
"From the point of view of interpretation, planting trees in the building is for sleepiness. This is bad luck. Their age, they should believe this more..." He glanced over all the residents in turn, without concealing his stature. But still not getting the slightest bit of attention. And the more he looked, the more he frowned.
First, the feng shui of the tulou is so bad that no one wants to try to change it for so many years.
Second, the environment on the first floor is so poor that they are still living on the first floor without seeing the sun all the year round. Only the third and fourth floors of the entire tulou can see sunlight, but no one lives there.
Third, here... it's not just old people.
There are also several women, and even more young people than old people. The old man saw only three or four people.
Fourth... Every home is very far away from other homes. This is especially wrong. The locust tree covers the sky and the sun is living in this ancient building. At night... I am afraid that everyone will be scared to death. In this case, normal people should gather together, but they are the opposite.
As if... They not only exclude the outside world, but also guard against each other.
"There's a fifth..." He glanced at the clothes that were drying in the shade in the courtyard, and muttered, "This is clothes from the 90s..."
"How did you know?" Liu Changmin, Quan Jinghao was right behind him. With the presence of two clearly not human beings, the surrounding residents seemed to be used to it, not even screaming to show respect.
Qin Ye raised his chin, and Liu Changmin followed his gaze. There were several clothes on the drying pole, including flared trousers, skinny pants, lotus lace dresses, and even a lot of cultural shirts.
The so-called cultural shirt is printed on the T-shirt with words such as "don't pay attention to me, I'm annoying", "I'm your father", "I'm ugly, but I'm gentle".
Qin Ye said lightly: "The 1990s was a decade of great changes in the aesthetics of Huaguo. We began to pay attention to taste and highlight individuality. In 1993, the first international clothing and apparel fair was held in Yanjing, allowing more international clothing brands to enter Huaguo. People began to diversify their choice of clothing styles. This kind of cultural shirts with simple patterns and patterns emerged at that time."
"For example, when there was a major flood in the south in 1991, cultural shirts like 'Standing in the Same Boat' and 'Extend Your Hand' were quickly available in the market. This is a sign of an era. And other clothing, such as lotus-trimmed dresses, flared pants, etc. , are all the popular features of the 1990s. Oh... By the way, look there, leather jackets, with the trend of Hong Kong movies popular in China."
Liu Changmin nodded as if he didn't understand, and Quan Jinghao asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"
"The problem is too big..." Qin Ye's eyes flickered slightly, looked around, and slowly said: "Do you see any clothes from other eras here? From the 80s? The decor, the water basin, it's all typical of the 90s."
Liu Changmin's eyes lit up: "You mean..."
Qin Ye licked his lips, and said sensibly, "Here... it stopped in the 1990s."
"No '80s, no '00s, no '10s... It lost its past, couldn't find a future, and stayed forever in the '90s. Why is that? Or... what happened here in the '90s?"
no answer.
Only the cold wind blew through the locust tree, like the rustling of ghosts crying. And one inhabitant who was uncharacteristically calm.
"Let's go first." He walked to a bedroom and pushed it, but the door was unlocked. Open with a squeak.
I don't know who lived in the room. There are posters of the Four Heavenly Kings, Brigitte Lin and other stars on the walls. The bed is a familiar military green from the 90s. The paint on the outside has peeled off, revealing the brown-black copper pipes inside. There is a mirror on the desk, no matter the desk, chair, and the bookcase next to it, it makes people seem to be back decades ago.
Quite retro.
And the weird thing is that this room is very clean, as if someone is often cleaning it. He didn't think those walking dead residents would have such kindness.
He didn't sit down, but watched carefully. This stems from vigilance that can last for a long time...
"Sir?" Quan Jinghao asked in confusion.
"The wall has been painted." Qin Ye didn't look at him, but squinted at the wall: "The painting technology in the 1990s is not as high-end as in the 10 or 20 years. This is the most basic powder wall. After so many years, the wall It should have split long ago, but it didn't."
He put his hand lightly on the wall, pulled hard, brushed and pulled, and a piece of powder skin fell off. And behind... A black and yellow wall covered in blood was revealed!
"Help me! I don't want to die!!" "I heard it... I heard it again! I heard that Cantonese opera! She is here... She will definitely come to me at night!" "Hahaha! They are all dead... They're all dead! Today... I'm damned too!"
I don't know how many years have passed, these handwritings have been blurred, but they are still barely recognizable. Qin Ye turned around and looked at the pale walls in all directions that looked like a mourning hall. Even he was a little nervous.
This Huangjia Tulou, everything is too weird.
Who knows... how many people are alive here
Who knows... how many ghosts are lurking here
Who knows... behind the surrounding walls, is it written in blood, or even... a corpse is built into it
He didn't dig any further. Instead, it turned into a shadowy form, and just after the conversion was completed, fate flew out immediately. He spread the robe neatly on the bed, and fate immediately began to write.
"Do you want to know the meaning of life?"
Qin Ye, who was watching intently, saw this line of words, and his face instantly darkened.
"You want to… really, alive?"
"whether."
That's alright... Qin Ye looked at fate like a ghost, and even Infinite Flow appeared... And it was still the exact same classic question, not slapped on the roof for three days
"Speak to this official seriously!"
Following Qin Ye's cold hum, fate did not stop, but quickly wrote: "Host, number S-001. Welcome to the first reincarnation world: old corpse in a mountain village."
I Nima...
All the sense of terror was instantly shattered by fate, Qin Ye only felt that an old groove was stuck in his throat. It's really coming... It's really coming... It's really possible to write such a bottomless dialogue in a serious way...
Has the title become the host
"Respected King Qin Yan." As if feeling the slaughter and death in Qin Ye's eyes, fate finally became serious: "This is not a joke. You are as humble as a book, and you can feel that you have entered an extremely dangerous place. Here It's the land abandoned by God, right? The most dangerous place in the entire Yin and Yang world. And based on some clues obtained by fate, I will assess... the degree of danger this time is Class A."
What's wrong? Qin Ye frowned slightly, always feeling that fate's writing this time was somewhat inconsistent.
"Allow your humble tool, this pen, to explain it to you. You can absolutely see this trip to the Forsaken Land as a journey of infinite flow. It is very similar to infinite flow novels. For example... you Only by finding the right answer can we keep going.”
"You can also think of it as a decryption game. Only by unlocking the secrets can you go forward. In the end, you will find the heinous ghost. In this process, the humble destiny will serve you wholeheartedly."
Qin Ye finally understood what was wrong.
So humble! So respectful!
This is definitely not destiny!
Last time it was "Boy" and "Stupid XX", this time it was "Humble Destiny" and "Honorable Master".
"Before, the lord has seen many doubts in the square. But... you have deliberately left out the most important one. I know that this is a trivial test for your humble servant, and as humble as I am, I will give the perfect answer."
No... What kind of pen does Big Brother Xu keep!
Even if you haven't gotten down yet... Can you bend or stretch
After a pause, Fate quickly wrote a line: "The question you left on purpose is... Chu Renmei!"
"You, the strategist, have long thought of opening a gap in her. Yes, she is closely related to the Huangjia Tulou, you don't need to test me with the plot of the old corpse in the mountain village. In order to cherish your precious saliva, please allow the humble fate Do it for you."