dragon hunter

Chapter 60
"Taste Restaurant, this is here." Fatty Wang looked excited, pointing to a teahouse.

The place where Li Xiaolei met was this teahouse. The three of us went up to the second floor.

When we first met, Li Xiaolei smiled like a flower. I don't know if it was intentional, but this girl arranged her place next to me.

Then Zhen Qingyi, who was sitting on the other side of me, kept throwing knives at me one by one with knife-like eyes.

To be honest, the tea in this tea house is very good, but for me who keeps throwing knives, I can't taste anything except bitterness.

"Thanks to you last time, I was too hasty and didn't leave a contact information. Fortunately, I met you this time. How is your body recovering?" Distinguish between true and false.

Before I could reply, I felt that the atmosphere on the table was a bit weird. Fatty Wang and Zhen Qingyi looked at me with unfriendly eyes.

I really wanted to slap the table and stand up, shouting, I and that woman are innocent, and there is no ambiguous relationship.

But it was just thinking about it, besides, there was an annoying fly buzzing non-stop on the opposite side.

The fly in my mouth does not refer to Fatty Wang, that coward, he is at most a fly.

The fly's face was full of oil, and its head was like an egg that had been peeled off its shell, with a pointed top and a round bottom, and no grass grew.

His stature is not much smaller than that of Wang Fatty, and he is also a heavyweight. His eyebrows are stubby, his eyes are like mung beans, and his smile is like a clown in a drama.

Li Xiaolei didn't introduce the fly's name, but said his surname was Liu, the team leader of their column group, and then quietly whispered into my ear, saying that he didn't plan to bring him, but he wanted to come by himself.

"Mr. Zhen, the super-grade Mingqian Longjing here is very authentic, you can taste it again." Fly Liu held the teapot in his hand, smiling like a chrysanthemum, and kept showing hospitality.

Zhen Qingyi ignored the fly, because just now that girl Li Xiaolei leaned into my ear and said something, her gaze escalated, and what she threw was no longer a knife, but a burning rocket.

"Bah! It's too bad to drink. The fat man is not used to drinking such a high-end thing." Fatty Wang was next to the fly, and wanted to show courtesy to Li Xiaolei, but every time the fly stood up to block him, and he suffocated his anger.

"Well, I have something to talk about, let's talk about the Majia Village first." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit off, I quickly changed the subject.

Ghost Detective Xu has not received any news until now. After sending that text message, it was as if the world had evaporated. We discussed and visited Majia Village, which has become a priority target.

Li Xiaolei coughed, pretended to take out a folder, and began to introduce their program group, some basic arrangements for the trip to Majia Village.

This girl is full of heart, knowing that Majia Village is not a good place, and she wants to pull us into the program group, so as to provide more security.

"Mr. Zhen, you have a lot of experience and knowledge, but you probably haven't participated in the recording of the show. It's very interesting..." The fly Liu saw the stitches, and kept chattering.

Don't mention the tiredness in my heart, if it wasn't for the hardships I had with Li Xiaolei, I really couldn't bear it, I would have slapped my thigh to avoid people.

"Understood, it's settled like that. Let's go there first. You guys have a lot of things. After packing up, go and meet us." I waved my hand impatiently, indicating that it was so decided.

Ignoring the regretful eyes of the flies, he pulled Zhen Qingyi away, Fatty Wang looked at Li Xiaolei with a look of reluctance, and muttered that he wanted to sit down for a while.

Zhen Qingyi didn't say a word, and let me hold my little hand. I was very disappointed to find that my heart beat faster.

"I said, you are so unjust, you are a full man, and you don't know that a hungry man is hungry." Fatty Wang followed out with a displeased face, muttering non-stop.

Zhen Qingyi withdrew his hand calmly, looked sideways at the surrounding shops, and the faint ambiguity just now disappeared without a trace.

In my heart, I scolded the fat man's [-]th generation ancestors, what kind of f*cking full man?Don't you know that a man is also a hungry man?

"I'm planning to go to the old boatman. That local snake should know a lot of information." I said in a low voice. The situation in the ghost village is unknown, so I was afraid of losing money if I went there hastily.

According to the address given by the old boatman, we found a grocery store. After explaining our purpose, the guy who looked after the store said that the old boatman was not there, but left us a few things.

The old boatman left us three things, a simple bronze mirror, a small bamboo tube, and a small medicine bottle.

"Brother, what's in the bamboo tube and the small medicine bottle?" I played with the bamboo tube and asked the boy curiously.

"The balls in the small medicine bottle can cure miasma and corpse poison. The uncle in the bamboo tube said that it can save a life once."

The bronze mirror had a unique shape, and Zhen Qingyi couldn't put it down, so he couldn't help but put it in his bag and put it away.

Fatty Wang is a coward who is most greedy for life and afraid of death. When he heard that the bamboo tube can save lives, his eyes were fixed on it and couldn't move away.

I studied the bamboo tube over and over again, but I didn't see any tricks, so I threw it to Fatty Wang, who was so happy that the bastard scratched his ears and cheeks.

"We will remember the old man's kindness in our hearts, thank you." I was very touched in my heart. We met by chance, and the old boatman gave us so much help.

Walking out of the grocery store, Zhen Qingyi said that she was going to pick up the car, while I made a list, wrote down some needed items, and went shopping with Fatty Wang separately.

After some delay, we arrived at the famous ghost village around two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Is this a ghost village? Why is it so lively like a festival?" Fatty Wang opened the car door, his fat face full of confusion.

I jumped down and turned my head to look around. There were food bags, empty mineral water bottles, and finished instant noodle boxes all over the floor.

The village was full of smoke and people's voices, and the silence and terror of a ghost village could not be felt at all.

"There is a banner over there, the words on it are too small to read clearly." Zhen Qingyi squinted her eyes and looked forward on tiptoe.

I have good eyesight, looked over there, and whispered the words on the banner, "National Anniversary of Supernatural Lovers."

"Anniversary to the ghost village? They really know how to play, Fatty is convinced." Fatty Wang was stunned, shaking his head with emotion.

"It's good to have a lot of people. I'd be a little scared if there were only a few people alone in the deserted village." Zhen Qingyi pursed her lips and expressed her opinion.

Seeing the chaos in the village, I felt a little gloating. The Fly Liu said that his show was going to be horrifying and suspenseful enough.

Originally, we didn't plan to spend the night in the deserted village, but the situation is different now, and it is troublesome to run back and forth between the two sides, so Fatty Wang and Zhen Qingyi will find a suitable house, and we won't go back at night.

I took out the compass from my backpack and was walking around the village, doing my old job as a physiognomist, looking for the pulse.

I just looked at it with my naked eyes, but I didn't feel anything. After taking out the compass, I realized that this place is worthy of the death of the whole village. The land veins are very unusual.

"The black python winds up the mountain, and the old river stops flowing. This is a place where children and grandchildren will die." I looked at the compass pointer with some trepidation.

"You are so strange, what are you doing with a compass?" A curious voice came from behind me.

I turned around and saw that the person speaking was a girl with an apple face, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a boy of about the same age was standing beside her.

"Oh, I'm just a feng shui lover." I guess the other party is the anniversary group, and everyone has different goals, so there is nothing to talk about.

When I went back to find Zhen Qingyi, I encountered an unusual situation. A few sneaky guys were hiding behind a dilapidated courtyard wall, seeming to be plotting something.

I stopped behind the house, wanting to hear what those guys were talking about furtively.

"Second, have you confirmed the location of the treasure map?"

"It's confirmed. It's in the old forest more than ten miles away from the village. We're going to get rich."

"The treasure map says that a blood sacrifice is required to open the cave..."

"Hey, isn't it just for the blood sacrifice to lure those idiots here?"

The creepy laughter made me feel chills in my heart. The anniversary celebration of the group of supernatural lovers seemed to be hiding an invisible conspiracy.

I retreated quietly, those people were very vigilant, and I didn't plan to face each other for the time being, but I remembered the voices of those guys.

Li Xiaolei's program recording team, ghost lovers gathered from all over the place, and those guys hiding in the dark, this ghost village that has been deserted for many years has gathered so many groups at once, and the situation has become complicated and confusing.

I found Zhen Qingyi at the head of the village, and she was transferring some daily necessities from the car to the newly found house.

Fatty Wang ran out covered in dust, holding a broom in his hand, and kept complaining that the house was too dirty.

I introduced the latest discovery to the two of them in a low voice. When I heard the word "blood sacrifice", the cowardly Fatty Wang turned pale.

"What should we do, should we remind the group of supernatural lovers?" Zhen Qingyi looked worried.

"How can I remind you? If you don't have evidence, you'll scare the snake away." I frowned and thought about it, thinking that this matter is more complicated.

"How about we go back to the hotel for the night?" Fatty Wang looked around, feeling that his safety was threatened.

"Anyway, it's just this situation, let's all be more careful." I ignored the fat man and explained in a solemn tone.

Our temporary accommodation is a fairly spacious brick house, except for being a bit dirty, there is nothing wrong with it.

We cleared out the middle of the house and set up three small tents for camping in the wild. I pasted a piece of yellow talisman on the side of the door and window.

Most of the group of supernatural lovers gathered at the other end of the village, where there was a large and spacious ancestral hall that could accommodate all of them.

Occasionally, a young man with a camera walked past us and just looked at us strangely, and no one communicated.

When the evening approached, Li Xiaolei's program recording team came over. There were about four or five of them, but they had a lot of equipment. Fortunately, there was an interview car, so they could rest in the car at night.

"Well, can we set up a place here with you? There are old men in the car, and it's inconvenient to squeeze with them." Li Xiaolei walked over with the tent in her arms.

Zhen Qingyi was a little displeased, but Fatty Wang agreed with both hands and feet, and quickly helped Li Xiaolei set up the tent.

Fly Liu peeped outside the door, said nothing, and asked the driver to pull the car to the side of the house and stop.

(End of this chapter)