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"Mouse, this bird doesn't lay eggs. It's not even a ghost. Are you sure there is an ancient tomb? "
At five o'clock in the afternoon, two seemingly backpackers came to Fengmen Village. It seems that they have experienced some ups and downs, because the dam of Xiaoyao River has been built and the road has been blocked. Death Valley makes Fengmen Village even weirder.
"Look at the roof, mouse!" Two people walked into the village, and the fat man poked around and looked at the environment. This village has been deserted for more than ten years, and the roads are covered with weeds. The fat man found a strange thing.
"What do ghosts call ghosts?" Qin Hao scold a way. But this kind of death still gives people a kind of congenital psychological pressure. As soon as he entered the village, he was somewhat sure of the geomantic omen here.
This is the famous Fengmen Village in China, also known as the stunning Kimura. No one has lived here for more than ten years.
Qin Hao looked at the place where the fat man pointed and understood: "There is grass on the tile, so it is no wonder that it is called a village without households. It seems that my judgment is correct. "
"No family!" The fat man said.
"It doesn't matter if grass grows on tiles, but grass grows on every tile in this house. My judgment seems to be correct. It used to be a land of feng shui, but now it has become a Jedi. Feng shui is called a lonely place, and it is also a lonely place. " Qin Hao showed hesitation, as if considering whether to go in. ...
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