Although this matter cannot be so coincidental, there are too many things that can be written by chance. It is so coincidental that we always encounter ghosts and are always destroyed by us in the end. What reason do we have to not believe in coincidences?

Shen Bing and I had the same thoughts. We shook our heads forward at the same time and followed quickly. The woman's heel was too high, at least 12 centimeters. The sound was quite fast, but it was not fast. Her steps were too small and she would sprain her ankle when she was big. So we didn't have much effort to chase after her. At this moment, they stopped talking and just ran forward.

At first I thought their house was nearby, but I didn't expect that they ran to the bus stop sign to the railway station. Shen Bing and I followed him and arrived at the railway station before getting off the bus. I secretly listened to their discussions and wanted to take a ride to Ningcheng and then go to Beimiao Township. Damn, it is the junction of Liaoning and Inner Mongolia, which is more than 600 to 700 kilometers. If we get on the bus now, we may not be able to come back for two days, so what should we do if our luggage is in the hotel?

Fortunately, the ticket they bought was still more than an hour before driving. I asked Shen Bing to stare here. I quickly ran out of the train station, took a taxi back to the hotel, and rushed back with my luggage. Shen Bing also bought the ticket, and the train was about to drive in more than ten minutes.

We were lucky. The tickets we bought were in the same carriage as them, with several rows of seats separated by them. After sitting down, we could see them as long as we stretched our necks forward. Now the woman is wearing a piece of clothing, which is not as exposed as during the show, otherwise she would definitely spray a large amount of nosebleed!

This train was not a high-speed train, and it took more than seven hours to arrive. It was already past six o'clock in the afternoon when they got off the train, and then they took the bus to enter the mountain. When we entered the mountain, we were stunned. The dry climate here was much more powerful than ours. As the wheels rotated, the loess dust and sand raised could not be said to cover the sky and the sun, and there was always dust and smoke. The vegetation on the mountain was lush, but it was covered with a layer of loess. It always looked like something was choked in my throat.

An old man who likes to talk in the car said that this is the junction of Liaoning and Inner Mongolia. After this mountain, after passing through an old river ditch, it is the Inner Mongolia grassland. Since it is a 3-no matter area and the transportation is very inconvenient, the nearby mountainous areas are relatively poor. This dirt road has been made for many years and is rugged and difficult to walk. You can only walk to Heixuegou, and there is no road ahead. Some of the mountain villages in the Heixuegou area have more than 70 miles of mountain roads, which have to be walked.

And here is only more than 30 kilometers away from Heishugou, which takes two hours to walk, which shows that the mountain road is difficult to walk. At the train station, we heard the man and woman mention that their house seemed to be called Nanwupo, so we asked the old man in a low voice that is not far from Heishugou.

The old man opened his turbid eyes widened as soon as he heard this and said to us: "Young man, Nanwupo is the village farthest from Heixuegou, which is more than 70 miles away. You shouldn't enter the mountain today and stay in the city for one night. Take a bus tomorrow morning, and walk from Heixuegou to Nanwupo, it will take at least seven or eight hours to walk."

We couldn't help but lift our braids and I'll go there. It turned out that they were in a hurry to go home and travel overnight, and they had a pit. It was almost nine o'clock when we arrived at Heishu Grotto, and then walked for another seven or eight hours before dawn.

The old man spoke a little louder. The actress and the man heard it and sat diagonally across from us, looking at us strangely. In this car, except for the fashionable clothes she and us, most of them were rich in the style of the mountain people, and they were not locals at first glance.

Shen Bing and I were a little guilty when they saw it, so we hurriedly turned our heads and looked out the window. This was the woman and the man whispering: "Duck, why do I think they look so familiar?" Although her voice was very low, we were too close after all, so we could guess what it was from the sound.

The man named duck said, "It seems that he has seen it at the train station. Maybe he has a relative with Nanwupo." He spoke very loudly, not afraid that we would hear it, and then asked us loudly: "Brother, are you also going to Nanwupo?"

I turned around and looked at him, and smiled and said, "Yes, you go to Nanwupo, too?" I pretended not to know them.

"Yes, our house is from Nanwupo. If you go to Nanwupo, you should..."

I glanced at the curious actress and smiled and said, "I have a brother who sent me a message a few days ago, saying that he went to Nanwupo. Because he had no money, he couldn't come back, so we came to pick him up."

After I said this, the duck asked interested: "No outsiders came to Nanwupo a few days ago. Did your brother lie to you?"

Shen Bing and I looked at each other and thought to myself, did we hear it wrong? The shemale man named Wang they said was not on Nanwupo? If this is true, we would be in great danger. For a word, we would run to the mountains of Northeast China. Wouldn't that be full and be full and suffer?

"My brother, Wang Zijun, is a kind person. He can't lie to me. Brother, have you not passed by this person?" I asked at the duck.

The duck and the woman's face suddenly changed color. I looked at it very clearly. Its face was indeed very different from what I had just seen. After the duck turned his head and looked at each other with the woman, he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before. There is a North Sanpo opposite to Nanwu Slope. Have you heard it wrong?"

Judging from his meaning, he didn't want us to go to Nanwupo. Judging from their expressions, the shemale was probably Wang Zijun. Otherwise, they wouldn't have heard the name change color on their faces. But they didn't seem to be bad people, because they took in this shemale and a sudden disaster came. I always felt in my heart that the disaster in this woman's family was related to cults like the little fairy.

I smiled slightly and said, "The difference between the south and the north, the fifth and the third is so big, how could I hear it wrong? Anyway, I'm here, so go and check it out. If he is not here, we'll go back."

The duck and the woman looked at each other again, and then stopped talking.

The old man was quite talkative and talked to us all the way, and he was not lonely on the bumpy road. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, the dust and sand rising outside turned black, like the ghostly aura in the sky, it looked a little scary. The old man told us that most of the people on this train were three or five miles away from Heishugou, and usually after nine o'clock, he would not walk in the mountains at night. He saw that we were from other places, so he reminded us that there were monsters in the mountains.

Shen Bing asked intrigued that there were any monsters. We have seen ghost foxes and killed wolf demons. What monsters can there be more powerful than wolf demons?

The old man said that in the mountains of Northeast China, the most famous monster is yellow-skinned, but in fact it is weasel. Because he absorbed spiritual energy in the depths of the mountains, he became spirits over time and specifically harmed people. Many children were stolen in the middle of the night, and the next morning he would find that the child was only left with a pile of bones.
Chapter completed!