Could This Place Be Haunted?

Wearing the scarf knitted by Gu Sinian, Zhou Wanwan had just returned to her room when she heard Old Scholar Tree at the door say, "Wanwan, all the people from Zhou Family Village have broken into the restricted area. What do we do now?"

Zhou Wanwan looked at it and said, "What? How did they manage to trespass into the restricted area?"

The Old Scholar Tree chuckled and said, "How would I know? But this evening is going to be fun."

Zhou Wanwan rubbed her hands together and said:

"Now that they're inside, we should definitely treat them well, shouldn't we?"

"Let's go, call my brothers, and also Gu Sinian, let's go take a look over there."

This so-called restricted area is actually a place for counterfeiters to test their courage.

This place is full of old graves, many of which have collapsed. Rotten coffins and human bones are scattered everywhere, and weeds grow rampant. It looks dilapidated and frightening.

The young people in the village were timid, and they were all terrified when they heard that they were coming here.

Zhou Wanwan didn't tolerate them and brought people over every day.

Walking back and forth in the cemetery, facing those mounds of withered bones, with enough practice, even the most timid person will gradually dare to stay there alone.

As the people of Zhou Family Village slowly entered the area, a strange howl, a mournful wailing, came from the woods outside the village, sending chills down their spines.

Everyone tensed up instantly, their faces changing drastically.

Zhou Fu'an swallowed hard and whispered, "Maybe... we should go back! This place is so eerie, it's terrifying."

Zhou Fuyu glared at him and said:

"You're a grown man, what are you afraid of! There are so many of us here! What's there to panic about?"

"This is just a piece of land in the mountain stronghold, what kind of demons or monsters could possibly be there?"

The Old Scholar Tree stood not far away and chuckled, "You can play and joke around all you want, but don't kill anyone."

The saplings quickly nodded obediently.

The Old Scholar Tree had barely left when the saplings next to it started making a huge fuss.

A skeletal skeleton, strung together, slowly floated out of the grass, its white bones swaying back and forth, looking particularly eerie.

The people of Zhou Family Village stood frozen in place, completely dumbfounded, and even forgot to shout.

Old Madam Zhou was so frightened that her legs went weak, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Ah! Those are human bones! How can bones float!"

The crowd erupted in chaos, their faces turning pale as they quickly retreated.

Just as everyone was in a panic, the ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked and fissures appeared.

Some people couldn't dodge in time and were instantly swallowed by the crevice, with dust and gravel flying everywhere and screams echoing throughout.

The remaining people were terrified and frantically tried to dodge to the side.

But the cracks in the ground kept multiplying, leaving them nowhere to escape. One after another, they were swept into the cracks and buried little by little by the mud and gravel.

Zhang Guilan cried her heart out, "Where the hell am I? I want to go home... Waaah..."

The girls were sobbing uncontrollably. Zhou Mei, holding Qian Huihui's hand, said, "Mom, I'm so scared! Let's go back! This place is no place for a human being."

Covered in dirt, Qian Huihui gritted her teeth and said, "This Black Wind Stronghold is definitely unusual. We need to investigate further. We've come all this way; I won't be satisfied until we find out the truth."

Zhou Fuyu's legs were weak, and he stammered, "This place can't be haunted, can it?"

Qian Huihui snorted coldly:

"I think someone here is playing tricks, probably laughing at us behind our backs!"

Don't be afraid, let's climb up first.

With great difficulty, a few people managed to climb out by clinging to the edge of the crack in the ground.

Before they could even catch their breath, they were horrified to discover that on the collapsed mound in front of them were mangled, bloody human heads staring straight at them.

"Ah..." Zhou Fu'an was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud.

Everyone was so frightened that they retreated one after another. Old Man Zhou wiped the sweat from his brow and said:

"Should we just forget about it? I have a really creepy feeling about this place."

"Could all of these people have been killed by these bandits?"

Zhou Fukang's face turned deathly pale. "These bandits really do kill people. If they find out we've secretly entered the mountain stronghold, will they kill us all?"

Old Madam Zhou shouted, "He wouldn't dare! Zhou Fusheng doesn't have that kind of guts. If he dares to kill someone, I dare to kill him!"

Old Man Zhou sighed and said, "I think the fourth son has really changed. He used to be such an obedient child, how did he become like this?"

Qian Huihui said, "I think the problem lies with Zhou Wanwan from the fourth brother's family. Everything changed after she was able to speak."

Old Madam Zhou nodded and said:

"You bet she is! That girl is a prodigy. Everything has changed since she came into our lives."

Liu Su'e used to be very obedient, but now she has become sharp-tongued and mean-spirited.

The fourth child has changed even more; he used to be so filial!

And those three, they used to do whatever we asked them to do, but now they don't listen to us at all.

Everything of this is just too wrong.

Qian Huihui looked at Old Madam Zhou and said:

"Mother, didn't you say that this little girl was killed by several men in her past life?"

It even brought bad luck to everyone in my family.

How could this life be so different?

Old Madam Zhou replied:

"It seems she was also reborn; in any case, her past life was completely different from this one."

At this time in my past life, our family only had a few bags of grain left, which were all hidden in the cellar.

You'll see next summer; the sun there is incredibly strong, it can melt you.

The crops in the fields simply wouldn't grow, and that's when everyone panicked.

In my past life, I baked a lot of pancakes, which we carried with us on the road; otherwise, we might have starved to death.

In this life, we'll never have to go hungry again, and we'll have water. You have no idea how hard it is to get a sip of water.

Qian Huihui frowned and said:

"In other words, Zhou Wanwan also knew about these things, and she must have made thorough preparations."

Black Wind Stronghold should have grain; we must find out where she put it this time.

We might need to use the grain here in the future.

Black Wind Stronghold has a really good environment; it's easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Father, Mother, if we can live in Black Wind Stronghold, we won't be afraid if we encounter a famine later."

Old Madam Zhou looked at her and said:

"That's right! If we can stay in the mountain village, those disaster victims won't be able to come up, and we'll be safe!"

Third son's wife, you are truly the smartest person in our family.

The surrounding trees snorted coldly, "These people are really wicked, actually thinking they can live in the mountain stronghold? Dream on."

"I don't want them living in the mountain stronghold. It seems they haven't learned their lesson at all. They need to be taught a lesson."

Suddenly, the trees began to move, hanging them all upside down, like cicada pupae.

The people of Zhou Family Village screamed in terror, "What on earth is going on? This is very strange! I don't want to stay on the mountain anymore, I want to go back!"

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost on this mountain!"

They had barely finished speaking when they heard the coffin lid bang, bang, bang...