psychochemist

Chapter 150 Origin of Meridian
Yu Fan and Guo Na looked behind Chen Xingyang in surprise. The door behind him was opening quietly, but there was no one in sight.

Seeing the terrified expressions of the two people, Chen Xingyang asked curiously, "Hey? What are you two doing? What kind of expression is this?"

Guo Na covered her mouth with one hand, and pointed behind Chen Xingyang with the other.

Chen Xingyang looked back nonchalantly, and suddenly found that the door behind him opened at some point, and couldn't help trembling with fright, as if in a ghost movie, the evil spirit quietly touched behind him.

The door opened wider and wider, and the room was pitch black. Because it was daytime and the light contrast was too great, Yu Fan and the others couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the gatehouse, which was really creepy.

"Cough~" An old cough sounded from inside the house. Although it was winter, Chen Xingyang felt cold sweat all over his body. Is there a person or a ghost inside?

"What are you doing?" An elderly man came out of the house slowly with a cane.At first glance, this person is very old, with a very hunchback, and the wrinkles on his face are full of traces of time.

Chen Xingyang breathed a sigh of relief: "So there are people in the house, why don't you turn on the lights in broad daylight?"

Do not turn on the lights in broad daylight? Chen Xingyang himself wanted to laugh when he said this, because he was so messed up just now, and his words were a little incoherent.

The old man had no expression on his face, and said in a strong local dialect: "I'm getting older, and my movements are a little slow, what are you doing?"

Guo Na stepped forward very politely and asked: "Old man, we are doing geological and chemical element exploration. I want to ask the village head of Ziwu Village to learn about the overall situation. Are you the village head?"

The old man looked several people up and down, and said quietly: "Yes, it is the old man, what do you want to know?" The old man's voice was deep and gloomy, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.

Yu Fan also stepped forward: "Mr., we may have to stay here for a few days. Is there any place to stay here?"

The old man supported the crutches with both hands, straightened his waist slightly, and asked, "I see that you are all very polite, but I have to remind you, do you know where this is?"

Chen Xingyang took the conversation and said: "Of course I know, Ziwu Village is a famous ghost village."

"Ghost village? Haha, haha." The old man stroked his beard and let out a weird laugh, a bit like the sound of a crow.

Yu Fan has been observing the changes in the old man's expression and behavior intently, to see if he can read any useful information.

The village tilted his head and said to Yu Fan, "Young man, you have been staring at me just now? Why is there something strange about this old man?"

Yu Fan was a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.

The village chief continued the topic just now: "You all say that our place is a ghost village, that our place is full of evil spirits, but it is not true. How can there be any ghosts in this world? But they are all relatives who have passed away."

The village chief has always been expressionless and indifferent. Yu Fan tried to see through his heart, but this feeling was like throwing a stone into an endless black hole, and there was no sound at all.

Chen Xingyang asked curiously: "Deceased relatives? You mean?"

Village head: "People are made up of soul and body. The death of a person is only the death of the body, and the soul will not dissipate so quickly. If this person has unfinished obsessions before life, then they will stay in this world for a long time. .Where is this a ghost? In fact, we are all human beings just like us.”

Chen frame Yang looked at the old village head suspiciously.The old village head saw Chen Xingyang's suspicion, and continued to explain: "There is a reason why our village is called Ziwu Village. The ancients used 'Zi' as true north and 'Wu' as true south, and defined Ziwu as midnight and midnight respectively. At noon, our village is located at the intersection of Yin and Yang, where the north and the south meet. Therefore, it is not surprising that things from two worlds can appear in our place at the same time."

Guo Na asked Yu Fan in a low voice: "Brother Yu, is that so?"

Yu Fan replied: "The ancient saying about Ziwu is indeed true. In the poem "Longevity" written by Lu Yan, a Tang Dynasty poet, it was mentioned: Ziwu often eats the sun and the moon, and the entrance door is opened and closed."

Chen Xingyang looked confused and didn't understand what the old village chief meant by saying this, and then asked: "Although I don't understand it very well, I think it's very powerful. Is there a place nearby where we can settle?"

The old village chief: "I said so much, just to hope that you will be mentally prepared. If you are afraid of getting something you don't like, I hope you will leave quickly. If you insist on staying here, there is a house behind the temple. There are beds inside, which should be enough for the three of you, but because no one lives there all year round, there are a lot of sundries piled up in it, and it is used as a warehouse. Most of them are farm tools that the villagers don’t use often. I will let the villagers I'll go to your house later and take their things away to make room for you."

Chen Xingyang was very happy and thanked the old village chief: "Thank you, sir, for causing you trouble."

The old village head remained expressionless: "You're welcome, [-]."

One forty eight?what?Chen Xingyang didn't know what the old village chief was talking about, so he asked, "[-]? What [-]?"

The old village head said quietly: "140 eight yuan a night."

ah?This... How strange is it that these words come out of the mouth of this expressionless old man?The three of them had black question marks on their faces.

Seeing the bewildered expressions of the three people standing there, the old village chief said again: "The 140 four yuan can't be less. There is no invoice."

Chen Frameyang gave a dumbfounded oh, took out his wallet, and flipped through the change.The rhythm of the brain has not caught up, why did the old man who was still mysterious just now suddenly talk about money this time.It stands to reason that paying for accommodation is justified, but this feeling is too ridiculous, right?
Chen Jianyang couldn't turn over the change, so the old village chief took out two QR codes from his pocket and said, "Alipay and WeChat are also acceptable."

Chen frame Yang resentfully scanned the QR code and paid.Still expressionless, the old village chief gave them a key and said, "It's just behind the temple, the white house. You go first, and I'll call someone to come to your room to take their things away."

The weather in the mountains changes quickly, especially at the junction of the Ziwu Village. It is already evening, the sun is setting, and the street lights in Ziwu Village are so dark, so it feels dark all of a sudden.

The three of Yu Fan took some things from the car and walked towards the house.Chen Xiangyang was strong, carrying the most luggage and walking in the middle, Guo Na was looking for a way in front of him, and Yu Fan was behind.

The three of them passed by the temple that the village chief said, when a gust of cold wind hit, Yu Fan stopped in his tracks, looked back, and as soon as he looked, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his face, Yu Fan always felt that someone was there looking at them.

"Brother Yu, hurry up, it's getting dark." Guo Na shouted.

Yu Fan turned around and continued to follow them.

Where the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, a wicked smile appeared.

　What is gone is the scenery, what is left behind is life——Caine

　　
　
(End of this chapter)