New White Snake Asking Immortals

In the hot summer, the leaves are shrugging and listless.

Houses in a barren village are scattered all over the hillside. Stone houses, stone walls, stone paths, and stone wells. In the village where stone is the culture, the vegetation is like autumn. The grass is low and seems to be undernourished. It grows slowly, and the big trees are withered. Occasionally, rotten branches will crash and fall. , There are only a few bushes with a few green leaves on top.

There is no water in the stone well, and the streams and springs have dried up, and the water veins have died.

Green still exists tenaciously, just like the declaration of the world, the environment is difficult to grow.

Wherever there is a little more green, the village is full of vitality. The sky is endless, and everything has a glimmer of vitality. There are always some places in the village where the mountains and rivers are full of yang, or the nodes of the earth, and even in a certain place. The node saw a wild mountain flower in full bloom.

In the village, there is a three-meter-high tree covered with green leaves, and in front of the tree is a mountain temple.

The stone path beside the stone wall twists and turns, and the gray mist is filled with eerie horror. There are no birds or insects, let alone animals looking for food.

Suddenly, a small figure jumped into the village on the stone road...

Bai Yujun jumped up and down with her little hands behind her back, and every time she jumped up and down, the thick long hair on the top of her head would tremble wildly, turning left and right like zombies in some old crude horror movies.

"I don't like flagstones, really."

A certain white is slender and petite, and to put it bluntly, he is short.

Many paved stone roads are very unfriendly to short people, no matter one step or two steps, it feels awkward, and many people who walk on this kind of stone road will have obsessive-compulsive disorder, such as not stepping on mud, and instinctively choose stone slabs to step on.

Jump into the village.

For the sake of fun, I deliberately activated the hidden talent to hide the power of my own dragon breath, looking for something new.

Passing by a relatively large stone courtyard.

"The architectural style is very distinctive. Wait for Ben Jiao to take a selfie."

I took out my phone to find a good angle, and compared my heart, I saw a small stone-style courtyard behind the pointed ears of the phone screen. The strange thing is that the courtyard is full of decayed coffins, as if there was no time for the funeral...

"Three~two~one~"

Swish, the flash flashes.

Looking from a distance, I saw a sudden light in the gray mist, and there was no one who went to the ghost village to take pictures and turned on the flash, and there was no awareness at all.

"Uh, I forgot to turn off the flash, Akira's eyes are really dazzled."

Carrying a backpack, wearing a baseball cap, fitting white sneakers, and a light casual sportswear, dressed like a tired urbanite, went to the countryside to find poetry and distant places, or to feel the nature and listen to the sounds of nature.

Walk into a stone courtyard and stand at the door to look around in the dark room. If you look out from the room, you will see a head with dragon horns, pointed ears and a hat suddenly appearing at the door, looking around curiously.

Decayed, dilapidated, and collapsed kangs with long grass lay remains.

Continue on to the threshing floor where the village meets.

After many years, Bai Yujun can still see the rotten wreckage of agricultural equipment beside the threshing floor, the decay and collapse of the wood, and the rust of the iron is severely corroded and slag.

There is a stage in the corner of the threshing floor, which is very tall and large.

"Not even a wind~"

It was so quiet, there was no wind and no sound, not even the legendary crow's cry.

When the silence reaches a certain point, there will be an instinctive unease, as if there is something oppressing and watching around...

duh...

There are voices outside the village, knocking on the stone path one after another.

The sound was getting closer and closer, Bai Yujun climbed up the stone millstone and looked into the distance, and saw a white-haired old woman on the path beside the stone wall covered with weeds, carrying a bundle of dry firewood and limping into the village with a wooden stick as a walking stick.

The old woman was wearing a pair of old clothes that were often seen a long time ago. She was pale from washing, with gray and white dry hair, old and loose skin, and her hands were covered with calluses.

Bai Yujun frowned with her head tilted, her eyes turned back to vertical pupils and back again in an instant.

When the old woman got closer, she coughed to indicate that there was an outsider.

"Hmm~"

The dying old woman paused, raised her head and looked at the millstone with white and cloudy eyes. When she saw an outsider, she was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and continued to walk back with difficulty.

"Girl, you shouldn't have come..."

Hearing this, Bai Yujun shrugged and said that everyone is here.

Looking at the old lady's expression, she was obviously not surprised by the outsider, which is a bit interesting.

The old lady walked to a dilapidated courtyard door and raised her hand to push the door. The wooden door creaked, groaned, and slowly pushed open to both sides, breaking the tranquility of the village. There are stone lions on both sides of the gate, and now the damaged heads of the two stone lions are gone, only half of their bodies are left...

A certain Bai carelessly followed the old lady into the courtyard.

It looks like a dilapidated house, the doors and windows of the house are incomplete, the walls in the house are blackened by smoke, the bed is made of straw, the iron pan may be rusted because it has not been cooked with oil and water for a long time, and the badly worn gourd ladle is placed next to the pot, the whole house is almost in its original state .

Cha~cha~

The old woman struck a fire with two stones, and it turned out that it was the long-lost flint that ignited the fire.

The sparks ignited the fine dry grass, and the smoke rose. The small flame grew bigger and ignited the dry branches, and the room was soon filled with thick smoke.

Bai Yujun frowned and stood outside the door, disliking the smell of cigarettes.

In the past, many people went to the mountains to cut firewood and liked to smoke dry tobacco. The smell was strong and smoky.

The most important function besides relieving fatigue is that the smell of dry smoke can drive away snakes and insects.

Snakes in particular don't like pungent smells the most. Standing near a smoker makes him feel uncomfortable. He instinctively wants to stay away from the pungent smell.

"Girl, it's cool in the mountains, come in and warm yourself by the fire~"

The voice of the old woman sounded like dry rubbing coarse cloth. Sitting in front of the fire, she held up her withered palms to warm them. Although it was summer, it was like winter, and her withered palms gradually became flexible...

Bai Yujun stood in front of Shijing in the courtyard and looked into the well.

"No, I'm afraid you will break your teeth. You know, the dental clinics outside are very expensive, and my skin is so hard that you can't bite it."

The dry water well is full of various sundries, cross-country backpacks, water bottles, tents, hiking shoes and trekking poles and other outdoor sports items, as if they were bitten by some wild beast and thrown into the well.

The old lady grinned, revealing brown, black, tartar-covered, stinky fangs...

Bai Yujun turned around in panic, hugged her chest with her arms wide open and tried to tremble, imitating the expression and movements of the ghost in the movie, pitiful and helpless.

The heat brought by the fire made the old woman's body flexible and no longer stiff. In fact, its characteristics had already been seen through by a certain bored dragon.

The old and withered body regained its vitality and became less human.

The skinny monster crawled out of the house leisurely with hands like eagle claws on the ground, and looked at Bai Yujun with very satisfied eyes, as if he was very satisfied with the food.

"You're so young, you can't escape, and no one can get out of this village, jie jie jie~"

It means that it cannot get out by itself.

The old woman crawled like a spider and pounced on Bai Yujun, aiming at the exposed delicate forearm and biting down hard, her fangs and mouth smelled foul, her face was hideous and terrifying...

Hit it.

With a few crunching sounds, the mouthful of fangs shattered and shattered...

"I said that you can't bite, and besides, I'm very interested in the cause of your formation."

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