Chapter 64. Photo That Reappeared
Arc 3 : Supernatural Horror Movie Nightmare.
Liang Fei opened his eyes, his mind still a little confused, and what caught his eye was the back of the chair.
Oh, this is on the bus to the ancient village. Liang Fei turned his head and looked at Xu Yuan, who was sitting next to him. His eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping.
He leaned out slightly again and looked back.
As soon as Liang Fei turned his head, he met Du Yan’s eyes. He didn’t know what happened to him, but he shouted out: “Master Du.”
Du Yan seemed to not hear clearly and asked: “What did you call me?”
Liang Fei’s expression was even more confused: “Ah? What did I call you just now? Wasn’t it Du Yan?”
Xiao Lang, who was sitting next to Du Yan, heard everything clearly and said: “You just called him Master Du.”
Upon hearing this, Du Yan teased with a half-smile: “What kind of dream did you have? Could it be that I was a monk in the dream?”
Liang Fei scratched his head, thinking hard for a long time, and finally said: “It seems like I had a dream, but I can’t remember the specific content.”
Xu Yuan happened to wake up and heard the conversation between the three people. He also said: “I just fell asleep and seemed to have a very short dream.”
Zhou Tian turned around, looking unhappy: “Me too, although I don’t remember the content, but I feel very bad.”
Wei Zizhe asked concernedly: “What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?”
Zhou Tian said: “I can’t explain it, but I can feel it when I have a bad dream. I know my breathing quickened several times just now, did you hear it?”
Wei Zizhe was stunned: “I, I just fell asleep too.”
Du Yan listened to the conversation between the people without interrupting them. He had expected the scene before him.
The vengeful ghost from another world has been having a bigger and bigger impact through Xiao Lang. Last time, it could only pull Xiao Lang into the dream, but this time, it pulled several people present into the dream, including Du Yan.
Unlike others, Du Yan remembered everything that happened in his dream clearly.
At first, he didn’t realize it was a dream. It was not until he saw the strange armchair and the photo in the house that he began to vaguely realize that he and his group of people were trapped in the same dream.
The source of the dream was the armchair. If the armchair was not destroyed in time, the dream would become even more terrifying.
Xiao Lang and his roommates will probably die one after another in their dreams, but dying in a dream will not lead to physical death in the real world.
Just experiencing death in a dream, the momentary fear is enough to extinguish the three fires on their body for a few seconds. In the three seconds when the true fire is extinguished, there are many things that the ghosts in the other world can do.
When the time comes, it is hard to say whether the person who wakes up is that person. It may be the person himself, or it may be the person with another soul hidden in his body.
After the evil spirit possesses someone, as long as they hide themself and do not come out to do evil for the time being, even Du Yan will not be able to detect them for a while. If there was an evil spirit in the team, things would be somewhat out of control. Du Yan does not like this feeling and naturally will not let things develop to that point.
Although the situation has changed a bit now, it is still under control.
Du Yan scanned the bus. Xiao Lang’s friends had three fires on their bodies, and the intensity of the fires was slightly reduced. The one who was most affected was the only female, Zhou Tian.
He turned his head and looked at Xiao Lang, who was sitting next to him. Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang’s three fires were no different from before, the flames were blazing, and there was no image of the dream at all.
Thinking about Xiao Lang’s performance in the dream, he was relatively calm, not frightened, and his emotions did not fluctuate too much. It was normal that the three fires were not affected.
Du Yan felt a little sorry. Xiao Lang was actually an excellent candidate for a Celestial Master. He was gifted with extraordinary talents and excellent psychological qualities. Unfortunately, it was too late for him to enter the profession at his old age. If he wanted to fight against another Shunping City, he could only be wronged and become the Ghost King.
Xiao Lang pinched his brows and asked Du Yan with uncertainty: “Did I fall asleep just now?”
Du Yan replied: “I don’t know, maybe. You know I didn’t sleep well last night, so I took a nap on the bus.”
Tian Luo, who was behind them, heard this and leaned over to say: “I just woke up. I slept well last night, but I don’t know why I suddenly felt very sleepy…”
Xu Yuan has always been a person who can lighten the mood. Seeing that everyone’s conversation was getting more and more scary, he quickly spoke up to lighten the mood: “It’s quite comfortable to sit on this kind of bus with the sun shining on you. It’s not surprising that you fell asleep.”
Zhou Tian, however, had been silent since then. Her face was solemn, and she stared out the window nervously.
Wei Zizhe immediately noticed that something was wrong with his girlfriend and asked her: “What are you looking at?”
Zhou Tian glanced at him, then quickly turned her gaze to the window: “I was just wondering if there would be any abandoned villages on the side of this road.”
Wei Zizhe laughed at her: “Now the tourism in the ancient village is slowly picking up. The villages along the road are all in prime locations. How could there be any abandoned villages?”
“Could it be that because of some cave or something, the cracks in the wall caused the entire village to move away?”
Liang Fei laughed out loud when he heard Zhou Tian’s answer: “Are you telling a thriller adventure story?”
Zhou Tian said: “I don’t know why, I just have this feeling.”
After hearing this, Liang Fei suddenly had an idea and asked the driver in front of him: “Sir, is there such a place along the way? A village where all the villagers suddenly moved away…”
Before he finished speaking, Liang Fei muttered to himself: “Ah, I forgot that this driver won’t answer questions while driving.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the driver in front of him answered: “How could such a place exist? We have never heard of any caves here. The houses in the village were built with great effort and are used for retirement. How could they abandon such a good house and move away?”
Several passengers also chimed in: “We haven’t heard of such a thing either, so don’t let your imagination run wild.”
Zhou Tian’s expression eased a little after hearing everyone say this. She forced a smile and said to Wei Zizhe: “Maybe I’m thinking too much. I’ve been feeling a little flustered since I woke up.”
Xiao Lang glanced over there and whispered to Du Yan: “To be honest, I don’t know why, but I always feel that what Zhou Tian said makes some sense.”
Du Yan glanced at him and said: “I didn’t realize you were so sensitive and thoughtful.”
Xiao Lang was choked by him and said: “No, it’s just a sudden thought…”
Fortunately, as the bus driver said, they didn’t see any abandoned villages along the way. Zhou Tian’s somewhat uneasy heart slowly calmed down and changed the topic to chat with everyone.
As everyone chatted and laughed, the bus quickly arrived at the entrance of the ancient village.
As soon as Xiao Lang and his group got off the bus, the sharp-eyed local villagers saw that they were tourists and swarmed around them.
“Hey, young man, do you want to eat? My kiln-baked chicken is very famous and has been on TV.”
“The fish are sent from my reservoir. They are very fresh and killed upon order. Do you want to eat?”
“Need hotel? Standard room with air conditioning, 80 per night, 24-hour hot water supply.”
The bus had been gone for some time, but Xiao Lang and his group were still trapped on the roadside, unable to move.
Du Yan couldn’t stand this kind of scene, and his expression became more and more gloomy.
Seeing this, Xiao Lang took a step forward to stand in front of him, raised his voice, and said in the local dialect: “We don’t need to stay overnight, we will leave today.”
When the villagers heard Xiao Lang speaking the local dialect, they knew they could not get any benefits and left in dismay.
After finally getting out of the crowd, everyone finally had time to look at this ancient village. There was no trace of an ancient village beside the road. It looked completely like a modern rural village.
Many of the residential buildings along the road were four or five stories high, and there were various signs at the door of each house, offering accommodation and dining or selling handicrafts and souvenirs.
Xiao Lang looked at the time and found that it was already past eleven o’clock. After discussing it, everyone decided to have lunch outside before going back to the ancient village so as to avoid having to run out to eat in the middle of enjoying inside.
The dishes in this kind of agricultural land are probably similar, so they randomly picked a small restaurant that looked relatively clean and walked in.
The restaurant was run by a couple, who looked very simple and honest, and were very efficient in their work.
There was a minimum consumption for the private room, so after everyone put the money together, they found a round table in the lobby and sat down since they were just going to eat and leave.
Du Yan’s position happened to be facing away from the main gate. Not far in front of him was a wall, a very ordinary wall, painted with white putty, the kind one sees everywhere.
But the thing hanging on the wall was unusual. It was a black and white photo.
There was a white satin flower on the frame. The photo showed an elderly man wearing a black cotton hat, exactly like the photo in the dream.
Xiao Lang followed Du Yan’s gaze and saw the photo on the wall, then he explained: “This is our custom here, you don’t have to be afraid.”
At this time, the restaurant owner brought up tea and happened to hear Xiao Lang’s words.
Perhaps she was afraid that these young people from other cities would have some taboos when seeing this photo, so she quickly explained: “Yes, yes, this is our Shunping custom. When an elder passes away, the photo must be placed at home, and three incense sticks must be burned every day.”
Du Yan looked up and said: “It is yours?”
The lady boss did not shy away from the question and answered straightforwardly: “It was my father-in-law, who passed away two years ago.”
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