Deserted Village Apartments

Chapter 7 The Fourth Day

As soon as I opened my email that day, I started looking for the email of "Nie Xiaoqian".However, I didn't find any reply from her (him), forget it, maybe the other party was just joking with me.

I said that I am writing a new novel, and every time I write a novel, I have to check a lot of information, so that I gain a lot of knowledge every time I write a novel.Fortunately, I am good at using GOOGLE, so most of the information can be found online.This night, when I was searching wildly on GOOGLE, someone suddenly called my QQ number. This is a completely unfamiliar QQ number, and the nickname even surprised me: "Nie Xiaoqian".

Could it be that the hell happened again?I saw "Nie Xiaoqian" say to me on the other end of the network: I know you are here, hurry up and show yourself.

I shook my head, and could only "show up" obediently: You ran out of Lanruo Temple?
Nie Xiaoqian: Don’t mention Lanruo Temple to me, let’s talk about the deserted village now.

Me: How did you find my QQ?I rarely chat online.

Nie Xiaoqian: You have nothing to do with it.

Me: why are you always staring at me?
Nie Xiaoqian: Because you wrote "Desolate Village", you have to tie the bell to untie it.

Me: What does this sentence mean?
Nie Xiaoqian: You will understand.

Me: Have you received the EMAIL I sent you?

Nie Xiaoqian: Received.You will see who is the cat and who is the mouse.Also, I didn't make up stories, let alone write novels. If anyone is "pretending to be a ghost", then this person is you.

Me: Since you want me to believe you, please tell me, who are you?

Nie Xiaoqian: Why do you ask knowingly?Didn't I already tell you?

Me: You mean "Nie Xiaoqian"?Forget it, what does Nie Xiaoqian have to do with the deserted village?

Nie Xiaoqian: I also want to know this.

Me: I can't stand you anymore, I think you're playing a prank on me.

Nie Xiaoqian: No, I promise you will believe me soon.

Me: Stop it, I don't want to see "Nie Xiaoqian" again.Sorry, I'm offline.

Nie Xiaoqian: You can't escape.

I logged out as if escaping, and then turned off the computer altogether.

I really didn't expect this "Nie Xiaoqian" to chase me to QQ.Regardless of whether the other party is a prank or not, just thinking about chatting with "Nie Xiaoqian" is enough to remind me of "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio".It seems that even the Internet is not safe anymore, this matter is really tricky, at this time I thought of Ye Xiao - no, it's not the time to bother him yet.

I closed my eyes and lay there for a while, when my heart beat suddenly and inexplicably quickened—my cell phone rang.

The ringtone at midnight always makes people restless. I slowly picked up the phone and saw an unfamiliar phone number.Could it be that the supernatural "Nie Xiaoqian" even knows my mobile phone number?
I hesitated for a while, and the bell of "The Phantom of the Opera House" kept ringing, as if desperately urging something.Finally, I couldn't help talking. There was a strange sound from the phone, which was slightly harsh, and then calmed down again, as if it was some kind of strange breathing.

"Hey! Talk!"

I called the phone a few times, but there was always that strange voice on the other end. Just as I was about to end the call, a loud voice came to my ears: "Hi, hello. I'm Huo Qiang .”

The signal of the mobile phone is very bad, and there are many noises that I have never heard before - "hissing" entangled in it.

"Huo Qiang?" The name seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's the college student who came to see you a few days ago. A total of four of us came to visit you."

"Yes, I remembered. It's midnight now, what can I do for you?"

"We want to tell you that we are here now."

I didn't realize it for a while: "Are you there? Where are you?"

"Desolate village—" His voice on the phone was extremely excited, "We have already arrived at the deserted village."

I heard this sentence clearly.My mobile phone almost fell from my hand, and my mind was a little confused for a moment. I didn't know what to say. I asked incoherently, "It's here? Did you arrive when you were dreaming?"

"No, we are really here!" This time the speaker was replaced by a girl's voice, "I am Han Xiaofeng, we have indeed arrived at the deserted village, we just arrived a few minutes ago, and now we are under the stone archway at the entrance of the village. We used a flashlight to illuminate the words on the archway, which are the same as those written in your novel: Zhenlie Yinyang, right?"

The sound of the sea breeze seems to be mixed with the phone. Is it high tide or low tide?I could only answer mechanically: "Yes, how did you find the deserted village?"

"Don't worry, we found it ourselves. Well, now we are going to enter the deserted village."

"Don't be so anxious, you can wait."

"Wait? It's midnight now, do you want us to sleep on the mountain overnight?"

"This--"

I wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by her: "Okay, we will still contact you, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late. Goodbye."

The other party's phone was hung up.

I was stunned for a long time with my mobile phone, and the terrible wind of the deserted village seemed to be still echoing in my ears.My breathing became more and more short, so I simply walked to the window to get some air, hoping to dilute the depression caused by the call just now.

Did they really arrive at the deserted village?

No, the nightmare has begun.

(End of this chapter)