Liu Lang took out two copper coins, then took out a talisman, folded the talisman, sandwiched it between the copper coins, and then strung it with a red rope and handed it to Ding Fan.

"Brother Ding, you give this thing to your friend and put it on, I promise he is fine."

Ding Fan was overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly took it with both hands, and said respectfully: "Thank you, thank you." ”

Liu Lang smiled and waved his hand, inexplicably feeling comfortable.

"Brother Ding, look at your politeness."

Then, Liu Lang turned around and wanted to see the funeral procession, but this look suddenly startled Liu Lang.

On that dirt road, there was no funeral procession, it was empty, and there was nothing.

Liu Lang couldn't help but gasp, "This, what's going on?" ”

Ding Fan and his wife thanked Liu Lang for their kindness, and also followed Liu Lang's gaze towards the other end of the dirt road, and were immediately frightened.

"Huh? What about those people? ”

Liu Lang faintly felt that something was not right, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Ding, do you know where to go along this road?" ”

Ding Fan frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Brother, we are not far from here, and we used to come here to play in the past, but the car can't move forward on this road, so we can only walk." There are a few villages over there, but none of them are huge. ”

"Oh? Do you know what village it is? Liu Lang hurriedly asked.

Ding Fan thought about it and said uncertainly: "I, I don't know very well, but it seems that there is a village called Tashan Village?" ”

"Tower Hill Village?"

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "Isn't that the village where the glasses and their family live?" ”

Twenty or thirty people suddenly disappeared, which made everyone tremble when they saw it. Liu Lang glanced at the child again, and felt more and more that what he saw just now might not be a person at all.

Looking at the sky, the sun has already set, and it may be dark in a minute or two.

Liu Lang: The dirt road where they are now. With a steep cliff on the left and a terraced field on the right, the whole road is not wide, it can only be regarded as a country road.

Liu Lang looked at it for a while, and had a faint bad feeling in his heart, and picked up his phone again. A call was made to the ribs.

The phone still prompts to turn off.

"Strange? Is there really something that can't be done? ”

Liu Lang thought like this, but he didn't dare to be careless, and turned to Ding Fan and said, "Brother Ding, the road ahead is too difficult to walk, you see that the sky is getting dark, you better go back early, don't go forward." ”

Ding Fan listened. Hesitant: "Brother, don't you need us to send it anymore?" ”

"No, no, no, you have children, in case ......"

Liu Lang can't.

Ding Fan and his wife also felt abnormal from Liu Lang's expression and tone, and couldn't help but look nervous.

"Brother. I know I shouldn't be too talkative. But...... Why don't you go back with us? ”

Ding Fan and his wife didn't believe in ghosts and gods very much before, but they didn't cry anymore when they saw their children in front of Liu Lang, and. The funeral procession of twenty or thirty people just now disappeared, and I couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Ding Fan also seemed to feel that something was wrong. I want to persuade Liu Lang to go back with me.

But Liu Lang was worried about the glasses and ribs, where would he listen, and hurriedly said: "No, no, Brother Ding." I went to my friend's house. Go back quickly, it's too late for a while, it's not safe on the road. ”

Liu Lang was telling the truth, he faintly felt that the ghost old man who suddenly appeared just now and the funeral procession that disappeared inexplicably were not normal.

Ding Fan and his wife persuaded two more words, and when they saw Liu Lang insisting, they had to sigh, instruct twice, get into the car, and turn back.

As soon as Ding Fan and his wife left, Liu Lang was the only one left on the already empty dirt road.

The sky had begun to darken, and the air was filled with a cold smell, and the temperature was dropping.

For some reason, Liu Lang's heart also rose, and he was inexplicably nervous.

As we walked more than half the way down the dirt road, the dirt road became narrower and narrower, and the cliffs on the left side gradually became lower, and two woods appeared on either side of the road ahead.

What made Liu Lang strange was that it was already autumn, and it was evening, but the two woods were shrouded in mist.

This mist is a white vapor that envelops the woods in it, giving one a strange feeling that you can't get out.

The woods are not big, Liu Lang walked along the road, and after a while, he walked out of the woods and came to a river.

The river is not big, only four or five meters wide, and there is a bridge over it.

The bridge looks old, made of stone, with two stone pillars on either side.

Liu Lang didn't pay attention at first, but when he approached the bridge, he found that a man wearing a hat and a cloak was sitting on the bridge, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing.

Liu Lang looked at Xinqi, it was getting dark soon, why were there still people fishing?

After taking two steps forward, Liu Lang came to the man's side and asked respectfully, "Uncle, how do you get to Tashan Village?" ”

The man didn't say a word, his body didn't move, and he sat on the bridge like a statue.

Liu Lang couldn't help but be more curious, raised his voice a little, and asked, "Uncle, how do you get to Tashan Village?" ”

The man still didn't move.

"Is it deaf?"

Liu Lang suddenly remembered the old man in Yinfu Village, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, stretched out his hand and patted the man's shoulder gently.

Stiff.

As soon as Liu Lang's hand touched the man's shoulder, he immediately felt the abnormality of this fisherman.

Liu Lang chuckled in his heart, immediately retracted his hand, tilted his head forward, and looked around the man's hat and looked at the man's face.

Seeing this, Liu Lang suddenly hit a spirit, and he was so frightened that he almost slipped off the bridge.

Damn, how are you a skeleton.

Who's under the hat, it's a skeleton that's been dead for a long time.

The skeleton bared Sensen's white teeth, and maggots were crawling in and out of the eye circles.

With the dimmer light, Liu Lang looked at the skeleton's hand, only to find that the skeleton's hand was also full of bones, and there was not even a piece of flesh at all, but what was strange was that the fishing rod had not yet rotted.

What's going on?

Liu Lang finally calmed down and looked at the skeleton carefully.

The skeleton looked very strange, sitting cross-legged on the bridge deck, with one hand on the stone pillar on the side of the bridge, just in time for the fishing rod.

Since the skeleton has decayed to such an extent, how can it be that no one cares about it all the time?

Liu Lang shook his head suspiciously, bowed twice to the skeleton, and muttered: "This big brother, I'm just passing by, if there is anything to disturb, I hope to forgive me." ”

On the side, Liu Lang bypassed the skeleton and just walked off the stone bridge when there was a sudden click behind him.

Liu Lang looked back and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. (To be continued~^~)