Li Wenhe just spent some money on the van, and the driver started talking to them.

"Don't look at the nice name of Xianyuan Village, the ancestors even produced champions, but in fact, that place is quite evil."

"Every family likes to engage in feudal superstitions. They have to worship Buddha on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and worship the lake every once in a while. Don't you think it's strange to spend a lot of money on it when you are so poor?"

The head of feudal superstition, Ming Zhuo, nodded without changing his expression: "Yes, feudal superstition is bad, and we must believe in science."

The driver was recognized and felt even more emotional, "Our village was also poor before. Unlike Xianyuan Village, where the ancestors had the number one scholar, the village was well-built, and it didn't have a backing to Chengxian Lake to worry about food and drink. This is not good for the government. Revitalizing the countryside, our village In the first trial, everyone lived a better life.”

Li Wenhe brought the topic back: "You said that place is evil, what kind of evil method?"

Driver: "There are one or two hundred households in a village, and none of the family is good-for-nothing, and they can't do anything. That's fine. I heard that some people fell into the lake and drowned every once in a while. Evil door?"

The car passed through a deserted hilly area, and a lake came into view, with sparkling water and beautiful scenery.

The people in the car couldn't help but cast their gazes over there.

Accustomed to seeing the steel forest in the city, everyone couldn't help but feel a little refreshed when they suddenly saw such a natural scenery.

The driver sighed: "The scenery here is quite good. You can still go and see the old houses in Xianyuan Village and Wangxiantai, otherwise the government will not want to attract investment in Xianyuan Village to build tourist attractions."

He looked at Ming Zhuo a few more times, and he hesitated to speak, "It's best not to stay there too late at night, their village is quite xenophobic."

The car left Ming Zhuo and his party at the entrance of the village.

What appeared in front of everyone was an ancient village, the ground paved with bluestone slabs, white walls and black tiles, complementing the lake on the other side, like an ink painting, very artistic.

Zhuang Xun: "Should we go to the lake first, or go to the village first?"

Ming Zhuo: "It's fine, you can do whatever you want, just be careful not to get lost."

The assessment task is for the students, not the teachers. Mingzhuo decided to let everyone be self-reliant. She went to the lake to blow some air.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting in the west, and the breeze was blowing, carrying water vapor, which was very cool and comfortable.

Wangxiantai is a pavilion built by the lake, with cornices and corners, antique.

There are many boats parked by the pier on the other side. It can be seen that the people in the village rely on Chengxian Lake and make a living from aquaculture or fishing.

On an open space by the lake, there were talisman papers and ashes, as well as traces of sacrificial offerings.

Li Wenhe came over, "There is a lot of yin here, but we came a step too late, Mr. Shen and the others made a move."

The talisman paper left on the ground is an exorcism talisman provided by the organizer. One piece in each hand can dispel evil spirits.

The other party rushed to set off ahead of them, and indeed seized the opportunity.

Ming Zhuo: "If they like to drive away the Yin Qi, they will drive away the Yin Qi. The Yin Qi will disappear after it is dispelled."

After all, Zhuang Xun is the leader of the younger generation of Taoism, and he quickly thought of the key point, "I just said that the Yin Qi here is not right, it seems to be alive."

Ming Zhuo glanced at the gorgeous building not far away, and smiled, "There is an expert here who has created a Feng Shui bureau to suppress evil, you should observe more, and come back after dark."

He Wangyao is a little short-sighted: "What is that house, it's so beautiful."

Pei Di's advantage of not being fond of reading is highlighted, and his naked eyesight is quite good, "Hu's ancestral hall."

"Ancestral hall? A place where memorial tablets are enshrined?" He Wangyao suddenly felt a little nervous. Why did he go to see it after dark? It was so scary.

A few people wanted to go to the village before it was dark.

After passing the archway and stepping on the bluestone road, the houses on both sides look like houses, and the aroma of food is wafting from every household.

This is an ordinary fireworks village on earth, because of the antique buildings and bluestone roads, it makes people feel extraordinarily leisurely.

Although it has not yet been developed and commercialized, tourists have already come here to take pictures in the village.

The group of them shouldn't be too abrupt, but they were stopped shortly after they entered the village.

The middle-aged man who came here had a simple and honest face: "It's been hard work coming from a long distance. The village chief's house has a banquet, and your friends are all here. Why don't you go have a light meal first."

The few people immediately felt relieved when they heard it. It seems that Shen Boyuan and the others arrived first and specially explained it.

Ming Zhuo walked in the front, and suddenly raised his finger to point to a place, "Who lives there?"

Li Wenhe and others knew that Ming Zhuo never chatted for no reason, so they all looked over.

It was outside the original house, and a small house was purposely built randomly with bricks. It didn't look like it was for people to live in, but it looked like a toilet.

The middle-aged man replied in a muffled voice, "No one lives there."

As he spoke, he urged everyone to hurry up, the village chief's house was coming soon.

Although the surface is calm, fear and panic are suppressed in the eyes, as if there is something terrible there.

Li Wenhe and Zhuang Xun quickly looked at each other, it was weird!
A group of people soon arrived at the village head's house. The village head was obviously old, with gray hair, but he had a good conversation. It could be seen that he had studied.

His eyes passed over a few people, but he didn't feel disgusted at all when he saw Ming Zhuo. Instead, he said enthusiastically, "Mr. Ruan, I'm looking forward to you! Please take a seat!"

Several people walked in, five tables were set up in the wide courtyard, and the village chief enthusiastically brought them to the table.

Shen Boyuan, Chu Yuqi and the others were all there. Seeing that everyone was here, the village chief hurriedly ordered the food to be served. After a while, several women brought the food to the table.

Ming Zhuo also found out that among the women serving the dishes was an acquaintance, wasn't it the Miss Hong whom she saw at the hotel?
Turning around, hey, the other one is also there, sitting on the table with a pale face, isn't that the giant baby of Sister Hong?

The giant baby boy also saw him, and his face was filled with horror.

Ming Zhuo smiled at him, and the other party was so frightened that he knocked over the water glass in front of him.

Chu Yuqi said with a smile: "If you want to judge the real deliciousness of Xianshui fish, you have to look at Xianyuan Village. Teacher Ruan, would you like to compare whether the fish here is delicious or the one at the hotel?"

Ming Zhuo: "I'm too full to eat at the homestay."

Chu Yuqi: "Then you have no luck."

Mingzhuo took a look at her: "Oh, you have good food, so you should eat more."

She also didn't understand, how could this person feel a sense of superiority after eating a fish?

Chu Yuqi felt that Ming Zhuo was just pretending, and Ming Ming was so angry that he was preempted by himself.

In a happy mood, she really moved her index finger and ate a lot of fish. She felt that the fish meat was so delicious that she had never eaten such delicious fish.

Ming Zhuo seemed to have eaten too much at the homestay and had no appetite, so he only ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables with chopsticks.

After the meal was over, it was completely dark.

Ji Yong, as the contacting party, hurriedly discussed with everyone what happened in the lake.

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