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"Let's go."

I smiled and the cameraman nodded at me. The words I said just now made me feel that the relationship between them had become much closer, especially when he said that he had accepted the Feng Men Village shoot plan for his wife's medical expenses.

Walking along the narrow streets of Feng Men Village, we saw many moss growing on the sides of the dilapidated walls. Huala.

"What is it?!"

We subconsciously retreated. At this moment, the fear was entirely because of the legends of the Feng Men Village. If this was a beautiful scenery, then this scene wouldn't even happen in front of us.

I took a step back and felt something fall from above. It was so sudden that I didn't see what it was. Very quickly, I was attracted by that thing. It turned out to be a jar.

It wouldn't be strange if it was just an ordinary jar. What fell from it was actually a painted jar.

Actually, it was just a colored painting on top of the jar. When I looked closer, I saw that the design was that of a young lady wearing colorful clothes.

This girl should only be around 15 to 16 years old. Looking up along the jar, my sight moved away. Even though it was just a painting, there was still a hint of strangeness to it. The painting of that young lady actually didn't have eyes.

That's right, the position of my eyes is completely empty. It feels like my eyes didn't even appear, my heart thumped, because there are two words written beside the girl's picture, Little Mei.

Little Mei!

I frowned. There must be a lot of girls called Little Mei in this world because my parents both wished for my daughter to be beautiful. It should just be a coincidence.

For some reason, at this moment, I suddenly thought of the girl who added my QQ in the car and left me a message. Her name was also Little Mei.

"Let's go."

"You gave me a fright." The big brother who was carrying the camera smiled. He should have noticed that their reaction was a bit exaggerated.

"You've been here before?"

"No, I heard that this place is haunted, and it seems rather sinister. Now that business is not easy, if it was before, I definitely wouldn't come to this kind of place."

"It should be fine."

We continued along the run-down path, walking very slowly, and the strangeness was not something that could be described with words. For example, a rock was actually just an ordinary rock, if you were to see such a rock in other places, you wouldn't even notice it.

There's a difference here. There's a care in the world for Feng Men Village things, for every single one of them. I don't know why I would tie a stone with a rope and hang it on a branch in front of the house.

If you looked more closely, those mottled shadows fell down and formed another pattern. Those patterns were very terrifying, like a human face. If you looked closely, you would be able to see another appearance.

The cameraman was slowly taking pictures at the back. This was their job, after finishing the recording of the Feng Men Village, they should be able to get tens of thousands of dollars or even more, because almost no one was willing to come here.

I held Mike as I walked in front. There were some special things like a shabby table, a wooden board with words written on it would stop and then casually say a few words. Finally, we arrived in front of the house facing the south.

This was a house made of piles of stones. Due to it being dilapidated, there was no door, and a lot of soil fell between the cracks of the rocks.

If my memory is correct, this is the only house in Feng Men Village that sits facing south, and inside of this house is a grandmaster chair.

At that time when he was researching, he had almost mentioned this chair, Feng Men Village number one evil being, sitting on a ghost not sitting on a person!

Of course, these were only rumors. After all, no one had personally seen them before.

I coughed once and then took Mike and walked forward. The person carrying the camera hurriedly followed, and I saw that he was constantly adjusting his camera. The light here was a little dim.

"It's just as the rumors say, this place is the legendary Grand Master chair of Feng Men Village. It's said that anyone who sits on it would bring disaster." I motioned for the photographer to bring the camera closer, trying to get the chairs down as best they could.

When I peeked inside, it was actually just a rather dilapidated chair. When I first saw the armchair, I wondered why there was such a strange chair in this run-down village. After all, it was something that only large families would have, until I saw it with my own eyes.

It was just like this. One had to know that they were specialized in equipment, a single lens cost thousands of dollars, and the quality must be good. Even if the temperature was -10 degrees Celsius, there shouldn't be any problem.

"This place is pretty much done. Why don't we go back first and continue shooting after we change our footage?"

"Alright."

I couldn't wait to go. The man put away the machine, and I went down, crunching and crunching on the stone, and suddenly the photographer next to me fell to the ground. I could see him clearly from behind.

The place was covered in leaves, so no one knew that there was actually a pit there. Furthermore, the size was not small either. "Are you alright?" I hurried over and took the man by the arm.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's really fine."

One of his feet fell into the pit, and I saw him pull out slowly. The next moment, I saw a human skeleton being pulled out along with that foot.

"Ah!"

The man backed away in fright, and his face changed.

Actually, it's just the corpse of a dead person, it's not that scary at all. I have previously understood that the people here all have the practice of being buried in heaven, and normally, the old people would prepare a coffin for themselves. Those with poor conditions didn't even have coffins, many of them just got wrapped up in corpse cloths and buried in holes.

Therefore, before Feng Men Village became a deserted village, if a coffin was placed at the front door of a household, then it meant that someone from that family was going to die.

The corpse is stuck on the leg of the person's pants, so when the leg was brought out, there was nothing scary about it. After experiencing so much, I actually felt that the living were more terrifying than the dead.

"Why did you come down?" fat director was sitting and talking to Sun Xiaoke, and he saw us standing up from the top.

"There's a problem with the camera. We'll go up after a rest."

"It's been hard on you. Drink some water first, and show me what you just did." Fatty and Sun Xiaoke went over to watch our video. I took out a bottle of mineral water and drank it there, but strangely, I did not see Xu Bing.

"Ah, what is that!"

I heard the fatty's shout and Sun Xiaoke's ear-piercing scream. I stood up and walked over, but Sun Xiaoke was still in the fat director's embrace.

"What's wrong?"

"Something's wrong."

The camera's image was still, and the scene in front of my eyes was a little familiar. I saw a chair on the broken stone wall, and that's right.

"Change the angle."

As the light changed, I could clearly see a person standing behind the chair. The person's clothes looked like they belonged in the Qing dynasty, and his hands were placed behind the chair. Since the light was shining from outside, it didn't reach the old man's face.

In fact, I've heard people say before that a camera can capture light outside of a person's eyes, which means that what appears in the camera is probably what appears in front of you, but what you can't see with your eyes.