A-level spirit master

Baiyun Muhai, Qingshan Dawn.When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, the haunted house shook and roared, and retreated inch by inch into the ground.Gu Yan and Shen Cun carried the drawing boards that had just been made on their backs, and in their pockets they hurriedly brought rice paper and brushes from the ghost house. They pretended to be two students who went to the mountains to sketch, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The sun slowly rose to the sky, and the black locusts at the entrance of the village exuded a faint fragrance of jasmine. On the newly built basketball court, there were more than a dozen tables of villagers drinking tea and playing cards, and the sounds of laughter were endless.

"Master, is this Jiujie Qinglong Village?" Gu Yan possessed himself, and asked an old man who was panning walnuts with a smile on his face.This guy is fair and handsome, and has a pair of clear and charged water almond eyes. When he puts away his flirtatious look, it is easy to please the elders.

"Yes. Are you from other places? What are you here for?"

"We are students of University A. We have long heard that Guicun has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the scenery is picturesque. These days, we come to sketch with our seniors." Gu Yan flattered his conscience.

"Huh? What is sketching?"

"It's just drawing." Gu Yan tapped the drawing board behind him.

"Oh." The old man turned his head and shouted, "The village chief, there are two college students who want to come to our village to paint."

A few tables away, a man in his 50s turned his head, looked the two up and down, and walked over cheerfully.

As soon as the village chief stood up, Gu Yan and Shen Cun felt that the other party was either a rich man or a cook... In short, he had a big head and a thick neck.

"Both of you are college students, that's amazing." The village chief grinned, "Oh, our village hasn't had a single college student yet."

Gu Yan is possessed by a playful spirit, so there is no need for Shen Cun's help or pick up.He scratched his head embarrassingly: "Good luck... Village Chief, our teacher has assigned a task to come to your village to collect pictures and draw pictures. I'm afraid it will be a while."

"You must complete the homework prescribed by the teacher." The village chief paused, and then continued, "However, every family in our village is small and small, and I'm afraid there is no extra room for you to live in."

Gu Yan waved his hand: "It's okay, we all brought tents, just find a spacious place at night. We also brought dry food."

"Hey, that works!" the village head yelled, "Er Xiangzi, come here, you are responsible for showing the two college students around and introducing them."

A young man in his 20s came jolting over, patted his chest and said, "Village Chief, leave it to me, no problem."

Gu Yan thanked Shen Cun and followed Er Xiangzi into the village.

Er Xiangzi took out the cigarette case and shook out a few cigarettes: "Come on, brother."

Gu Yan doesn't smoke, this coquette is afraid that smoking will turn his white teeth yellow.Right now, in order to get close to Er Xiangzi, he had no choice but to accept one with a smile.So did Shen Cun.

Er Xiangzi took out the lighter, Shen Cun lowered his head slightly, and the bright sparks lit up as soon as they ignited.He smiled and said lazily and leisurely: "Thank you."

"Hey, you are polite." Er Xiangzi saw that he had an extraordinary temperament and was outstanding, but he was still polite to him, so he couldn't help feeling a little good in his heart.

Er Xiangzi smiled triumphantly: "This cigarette is not bad, it's from China."

Gu Yan stretched out his thumb pretentiously, and added, "No wonder it's unusual."

Er Xiangzi said: "You come to paint in our sleazy village? What do you think, there is nothing in the city."

Gu Yan incarnated as the chief executive next to the emperor, and came quickly with his mouth open, and said with a half-smile: "The city is not as beautiful as our Qinglong Village, simple and natural."

Er Xiangzi "cut": "I don't understand what you college students are thinking. If I can pass the exam, I will never go back to this poor, poor village for the rest of my life."

Gu Yan smiled: "Each has its pros and cons. Big cities are crowded and life is stressful. When my brother and I came to our village today, we immediately felt the air was fresh, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and our spirits were much more relaxed."

Er Xiangzi raised the corner of his mouth: "It makes sense, the village is also pretty good."

There are newly built houses scattered in the village, most of which are small two-story villas. The walls are still not fully dried blue cement, and the tiles have not been pasted.

"Hey." Gu Yan looked around Siyu and said with a light smile, "The conditions in our village are good, and the per capita living area is larger than that in the city."

Er Xiangzi laughed and said, "Isn't this the government appropriation last year? Otherwise, every family would live in a small earthen nest."

While speaking, there seemed to be the sound of gurgling streams, and the ding-dong was pleasant.

Shen Cun's hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people. He listened attentively and turned his eyes slightly: "Is there a stream passing by in the village?"

Er Xiangzi said: "Yes. It is for everyone to wash and bathe. The drought has caused the water level to become shallow in the past few years. Otherwise, I can take you to catch fish and snails."

Gu Yan and Shen Cun exchanged glances.The two of them thought of that strange well at the same time. The water inside the well was bottomless, and it seemed that it was not affected by the drought at all.

Er Xiangzi led Gu Yan and Shen Cun to walk slowly from east to west, from south to north: "The whole village is similar, there is nothing unusual, what scenery are you looking for?"

Gu Yan made it up on the spot: "That's right, the special one, the kind that looks very emotional."

Er Xiangzi was full of doubts: "...go to the fields to see?"

Gu Yan said: "It's all fine."

Er Xiangzi chatted with them all the way, but he kept looking around, and took a close look at their clothes.Gu Yan was dressed like an ordinary student, but his hairstyle was a bit cool, and his clothes were clean and tidy, and he couldn't recognize any brand.Shen Cun's attire was nothing special, but he wore a row of tiny black earrings on his right ear, which made him envious: "You." Er Xiangzi pointed to Shen Cun's earrings: "What are you made of?"

"... obsidian." Shen Cun was talking nonsense.

"Oh." Er Xiangzi had never heard of it before, "Is it expensive?"

Shen Cun smiled lightly and said, "It's a little thing, it's worthless."

Er Xiangzi pulled out a necklace from his neck: "Mine is platinum."

Gu Yan turned his eyes, and almost sprayed out.The chain was shiny silver, almost as thick as a pinky finger.

Seeing Gu Yan and Shen Cunjie's shocked faces, Er Xiangzi smiled with satisfaction: "Gold is long out of date, and platinum is more elegant."

Really particular about people... Gu Yan held back his snort, tried to adjust his expression, and said seriously: "Brother Xiangzi looks good wearing this, domineering."

Er Xiangzi felt relieved, and said quietly: "You will become painters in the future, and you can earn a lot of money, right?"

Gu Yan smiled and said, "If it's not our turn, I'll probably be a teacher after graduation."

Er Xiangzi curled his lips: "The teacher's salary will be less."

Shen Cundao: "Teaching and educating people should not be judged by income."

Er Xiangzi smiled, showing contempt.

Er Xiangzi took them to the field on the north side of the village.

On the side of the road was a middle-aged woman in a blue undershirt, her braids were messy, her eyes were loose, and she was walking along the side of the road muttering.Gu Yan glanced at it subconsciously, and was immediately caught by her nervously.The woman suddenly jumped over, grabbed Gu Yan's sleeve, twitched the corner of her mouth, and said furtively, "I saw our Xiaojiao! I saw our Xiaojiao!"

Er Xiangzi grabbed her back: "The crazy woman is crazy about her daughter! Where is Lao Song's family?!"

The nearby villagers were attracted by the voice: "Hey, Mrs. Song has gone crazy again?"

Er Xiangzi said: "No. Take her back to Lao Song's house quickly, so as not to scare the foreign guests."

The villagers enthusiastically said, "Cheng Le."

The woman struggled vigorously, but she was no match for the strength of a strong man, so she was sent away with her arms twisted.

Er Xiangzi said: "I'm sorry, both of you, a few days ago a big girl in our village got lost, and her mother's brain went wrong after being stimulated."

Shen Cun glanced at him and said, "Oh? Did you call the police?"

Er Xiangzi said: "It's not an ordinary disappearance. It's useless if the police come. Well, accept your fate."

Gu Yan raised the corners of her lips, showing some interest: "Isn't it just a normal disappearance?"

Er Xiangzi didn't want to talk too much, and said, "The village is not peaceful recently, it's better for you to know less about it."

Gu Yan's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he said worriedly: "Brother Xiangzi, we are new here, and we will leave after a few days of painting. If there is anything we need to pay attention to, you can tell us."

Er Xiangzi patted Gu Yan's shoulder and raised his chin: "Don't worry. If you call me brother, I will definitely cover you."

Gu Yan stretched his eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

Er Xiangzi scratched his back: "Speaking of this point of attention, there is really the same thing, you two come with me."

Er Xiangzi led the two of them through left and right, and came to the door of a well-off family.Seventy-seven and forty-nine golden round nails are nailed on the vermilion door. A mighty and domineering stone lion stands on the left and right sides of the door. The nine steps in front of the door support the whole courtyard.

On the high-hanging door plaque are three powerful characters: Fanjiazhai.

Just seeing the appearance of the door, one can think that no matter where Fan's house is, it is a luxury house.It is really inconsistent with the environment of Qinglong Village in Jiujie.

Er Xiangzi lit another cigarette, and looked at the two of them dimly in the white smoke: "You must not enter this house."

Gu Yan didn't know why, and looked at the house curiously: "This house is so magnificent. Can we ask the owner's permission before going to visit?"

"Master?" Er Xiangzi exhaled two streams of smoke from his nostrils, "He's dead already."

"Brother." Gu Yan even omitted the word "Xiangzi", and took a step closer. The two brothers seemed to put their arms around his shoulders, and said with a smile, "What's going on? Tell us, so that we don't become ignorant , committed a taboo."

Shen Cun watched Gu Yan who was being obedient, his face remained motionless, and several flowers burst into laughter in his heart.

Er Xiangzi shook his head and sighed: "It's a long story, it's a long story..."

The oldest person in the village can't tell the history of the Fan's house. He only knows that the house existed when Qinglong Village existed in Jiujie.According to the word of mouth of the villagers, a certain ancestor of the Fan family made a fortune and accumulated wealth that the younger generations could not enjoy, so everyone has never seen the Fan family go out to work.Regardless of famine or abundance, the Fan family will always be well-fed and well-fed.The most peculiar thing is that for a hundred years, the Fan family seems to have followed a tradition: cut off contact with the villagers.Under the construction of several generations, the walls of the house have been built higher and higher, and curious people can't find a chance to explore from outside the walls.This mysterious and wealthy family lived an isolated life in the village.Weddings and funerals will not contact the surrounding villagers.

Gu Yan was carrying the drawing board on his back all the time, a little tired, and put it on the ground: "Have they lived in the village all the time? Since they have countless money in their hands, why don't they move to a more convenient and prosperous city?"

"That's right, we can't figure it out either." Er Xiangzi casually said, with a cigarette butt in his mouth, "Probably because the environment in Tucun is good."

Shen Cun was noncommittal, and smiled slightly: "Go on."

In this generation of the Fan family, there is only one old man in his 50s, named Fan Yunsheng.Fan Yunsheng's wife and son died unexpectedly three years ago.Since then, Fan Yunsheng has been hit hard, and his longing has become sick, and he is in a daze all day long, without thinking about food and drink.When the villagers passed by, they often heard Fan Yunsheng crying and howling at home.Finally, on a certain night half a year ago, he hanged himself in front of the majestic gate of Fan's house.From time to time thereafter, there were inexplicable cries from Fan's house.

Gu Yan blinked, and pointed to the door that was close at hand: "Here...here?"

Er Xiangzi nodded, stretched out his hand and gestured: "Two eyes turned white, tongue stuck out so long!"

"I'm timid, I can't listen to this." Gu Yan said.

Er Xiangzi smiled: "Don't be afraid, it's just haunted. As long as you don't go in, it's not a big problem."

Gu Yante nodded seriously and said hello.

Er Xiangzi laughed loudly: "Let's go, let's continue shopping, and we will have lunch at my brother's house!" After saying that, he turned around and led the way first.

Gu Yan and Shen Cun exchanged glances, followed behind silently.