第七章 隐藏的线索

王猛 tutoring punctually got pissed off. "Are you slow? Let's go!" The two of them were in the middle of a desolate village, the kind that would appear in every ghost story. After getting lost for almost two hours, they finally found a path leading to the edge of the village. The path was overgrown with weeds and broken trees, making it hard to see where to step. The other side of the path was a row of dilapidated houses, all with broken roofs and walls. Some of the windows had been boarded up, while others were broken, revealing empty interiors. They felt like the mummies of a village that had long since been abandoned. "See, I told you we shouldn't have come here," said Ji Zhengang, his voice tinged with a hint of fear. "This place gives me the creeps." Wang Meng ignored him and continued to stride down the path. He had been to many places, but this village was different. There was an air of desolation that seemed to cling to the air, making it hard to breathe.