Chapter 102 Abandoned Ding Village

"Woof woof..."

A dog's bark interrupted Shen Qingzhou's chaotic thoughts.

"Little Black".

Xiao Qiu rushed over and grabbed Wu Ying's dog head.

"Woof woof~"

Unable to break free, Xiao Hei could only look at Shen Qingzhou.

Shen Qingzhou stepped forward and gently placed his hand on Wu Ying's head.

In an instant, the scenes from last night flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

In the video, Pei Yousheng, who was fast asleep, suddenly convulsed and twisted violently, as if something was tearing him apart inside his body.

The shadowy creature instantly bristled, arched its back, growled, and then pounced onto the bed, barking incessantly at the air.

Pei Yousheng's hair suddenly grew wildly, each strand standing on end, coiling around his neck like a venomous snake, tightening its grip.

Upon seeing this, Wu Ying immediately swung its claws and slapped the strange strands of hair, trying to tear them off.

Instead of dispersing, the hair frantically wrapped around its claws, tightly binding its legs.

Undeterred, Wu Ying pulled him back with all his might and bit down hard.

Then several runes appeared on its dog's head.

These runes are slightly different from those on Shen Qingzhou's body, resembling bird-script characters.

Then they really did come to life like birds, flying directly into the air, like swallows returning to their nests, landing on the hair, and quickly swimming upwards, as if trying to find the culprit by following the hair.

The strands of hair seemed to be startled, suddenly recoiled, and then scattered instantly.

Pei Yousheng relaxed completely, lay back on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep once again.

"So it was lurking inside Pei Yousheng's body?" Shen Qingzhou patted the dog's head, pondering for a moment.

"Are they already downstairs?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

"Woof woof~"

Wu Ying called out twice to Shen Qingzhou.

"Then let them stay downstairs. I haven't had lunch yet." Shen Qingzhou decided to leave them alone for now.

Of all things, eating is the most important thing; after all, I won't die anytime soon.

After having lunch prepared by Jiang Xinyue, Shen Qingzhou leisurely went out.

When they arrived downstairs, they indeed saw the father and son waiting anxiously.

Despite the incident last night, Pei Yousheng is in much better spirits today, and he seems completely unaware of what happened last night.

"But why are you getting involved?"

Shen Qingzhou looked at the people next to the two.

Chen Ping'an was standing there grinning, showing off his big yellow teeth.

"I want to go and see for myself," said Old Man Chen.

"Aren't you afraid of death? What will you do if that ghost haunts you?" Shen Qingzhou said speechlessly.

"Isn't it because you're here?" Old Chen said.

"You trust me that much?" Shen Qingzhou asked, somewhat surprised.

Most people would stay as far away as possible from such a situation; why would they actively seek it out?

But Old Man Chen did the opposite; either he was genuinely bursting with curiosity, or he had other motives.

Shen Qingzhou felt the latter possibility was more likely, because he also worked in the funeral industry and should be very clear about some taboos. Being overly curious is the most dangerous thing.

"Whatever you want, but if you get haunted by a ghost, I'll charge you a higher price," Shen Qingzhou said.

"How many?"

One million.

"Get lost... Why are you charging such a high price? I always give you a discount every time you come to pick up goods." Old Chen glared at him, clearly annoyed.

"What nonsense are you spouting in broad daylight? Every time you've ripped me off, you've made me pay a fortune!"

Old Chen was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and then said some ridiculous things like business is business and personal feelings are personal feelings.

Shen Qingzhou ignored him and asked Pei Changming and his son, "Did you drive here? Where's the car parked?"

"I parked it at the entrance of the community; it's just outside the door," Pei Changming hurriedly said.

"Let's go then. Is our destination far? How long will it take to drive?"

Shen Qingzhou looked around but didn't see Lin Yunong. He didn't know where she had gone, so he didn't care anymore and walked straight towards the gate of the community.

Pei Changming quickly followed and took out a cigarette, offering one to Shen Qingzhou. Shen Qingzhou accepted it without hesitation.

"It's in Xiaowangzhuang, called Dingjia Village. There are many abandoned villages there. We often go there to search for houses, and we've never encountered any problems before..."

Pei Yousheng took the initiative to introduce himself, explaining that although he had rested for one night, it was impossible for him to fully recover so quickly.

Therefore, when he speaks, his voice sounds weak and unsteady.

Shen Qingzhou glanced at him, a subtle glint in her eyes, then looked away, put the cigarette in her mouth and was about to light it when a lighter was offered to her from the side.

Old Chen wore a fawning smile.

"Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of treachery or theft."

Shen Qingzhou said this, but she did not refuse his kindness. She just glanced at the leather bag he was carrying under his arm.

Pei Changming drives a Lavida, and it's a model from a few years ago, but it's well-maintained.

Shen Qingzhou didn't stand on ceremony and sat directly in the passenger seat.

Pei Changming and his son sat in the back, while Old Chen drove.

This was also his own request, mainly because he wanted Pei Changming to accompany his son, and he also wanted to talk to Shen Qingzhou.

We're all just dabbling in this kind of world, we all play the game, but you're the only one playing for real. Isn't that cheating?

From initial indignation to gradual acceptance, and finally to growing curiosity.

Of course, his coming along today wasn't just out of simple curiosity.

But to everyone's surprise, as soon as Shen Qingzhou got into the car, she said directly, "I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get there."

As he spoke, he flicked the cigarette butt out the window, then lowered the chair, closed his eyes, and lay down.

Old Chen: ...

"That good-for-nothing..." he muttered under his breath.

Shen Qingzhou didn't care what he thought. He had been given a meal by someone last night, and all he wanted to do now was catch up on sleep.

As the car slowly drove out, the midday heat of southern Anhui in July seeped in through the half-closed windows.

But as the car started moving, the wind blew in from the window, carrying the unique scent of summer.

As the car slowly drove away from the city, what came into view first were rows of vegetable greenhouses, followed by farmhouses scattered along the field ridges. The local dogs at the door lay panting in the shade of the trees, too weak even to bark.

The further into the mountains you go, the narrower the road becomes, and the smooth asphalt road gradually turns into a bumpy cement country road, and the scenery on both sides also changes.

The paddy fields stretch across the hills, the rice seedlings reflecting the sunlight, the water surface shimmering with heat from the sun, and a breeze carries the sweet and pungent smell of mud and rice into the car.

With such a view, Shen Qingzhou lost all sleepiness. She opened the window completely, leaned back in her chair, and looked out the window.

As the vehicle moved forward, rows of bamboo appeared on both sides of the road. The bamboo poles, as thick as bowls, crowded together to form a deep green sea. The bamboo leaves rustled in the wind, completely blocking out the scorching sun and bringing a touch of coolness. The chirping of cicadas all over the mountains made the whole world even quieter.

Later on, even large tracts of paddy fields were abandoned, overgrown with barnyard grass and wild wormwood that were half a person tall.

Occasionally, a few abandoned Hui-style old houses flash by, their white walls washed gray by the rain, their roofs half-collapsed, revealing dark beams, and the wild grass on the walls growing taller than a person. The dark window openings are like dead eyes, staring intently at passing vehicles.

The vehicle continued forward, and an abandoned village came into view. There was no sound of insects chirping, and the originally hot afternoon was somewhat cool.

PS: There's more~