Chapter 88

"Moreover, this place is picturesque and peaceful, it would really be a nice spot if developed into a resort."

Sipping coffee and enjoying the mountain breeze, Su Xiaofan felt very comfortable. Staying in such a place, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, made his heart feel very calm.

Moreover, it was very cool here. Although it was the hottest time of the year in June and July, the sunlight, after passing through the mist and the dense shade of the trees, had little heat left by the time it reached the ground, instead giving a drowsy and comfortable feeling.

"I can tell, you really are bold."

Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Jing Shizhen felt somewhat amused and exasperated.

What kind of place was Fengmen Village? It was the most famous ghost village in China, with bizarre incidents happening frequently. The number of people who had died here probably exceeded the number of fingers on both hands.

Not to mention Tong Dongjie, who was always on edge, even the brave Jing Shizhen felt a bit uneasy in such an environment.

And in such a sinister place, Su Xiaofan actually described it as picturesque and peaceful. Jing Shizhen and Tong Dongjie couldn't see any peace at all.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Su Xiaofan, being young, couldn't sit still after drinking some tea. They were supposed to come to solve a problem, after all.

"Wait, wait until night."

Jing Shizhen wasn't in a hurry, and neither was Tong Dongjie. They had already spent five or six years on this, so a little more time didn't matter.

"Alright, I'll go for a walk."

In terms of patience, Su Xiaofan couldn't match these two. After sitting with them for a while, he started wandering around Fengmen Village.

"These people, what a bunch of scoundrels."

After walking around the village, Su Xiaofan didn't see any ghosts, but he did see several man-made "ghosts."

In one courtyard, a large tree had a figure in white hanging from it.

Su Xiaofan thought a ghost had appeared and ran over excitedly, only to find it was a teddy bear dressed in a white outfit and hung up.

Another house had an old black-and-white photo on the wall, with the background being the outside of the house.

The photo showed a group of seven or eight people, but upon closer inspection, a figure in white was hanging in the house behind them.

The Photoshop work was so poor that Su Xiaofan couldn't bear to look at it.

In another house, the door was intact. When Su Xiaofan pushed it open, a figure lunged at him.

He reached out and caught the figure, which turned out to be a mannequin with a ghost face painted on it.

After walking around the entire village, Su Xiaofan was certain that the ghost village was a complete fabrication. He hadn't seen a single ghost.

As for the village's anomalies, they might be related to the spatial rift.

The sky gradually darkened, and by seven or eight o'clock, it was completely dark.

With someone like Tong Dongjie, life was worry-free. The alcohol stove could boil water and cook hotpot, and in the large backpack, there was even an insulated box containing seven or eight pounds of beef and mutton.

The entire village was shrouded in darkness, except for the light in front of this house.

Tong Dongjie brought several bottles of high-proof liquor, and the three of them enjoyed a hotpot for several hours.

Given their physical condition, they wouldn't get drunk. Around eleven o'clock, Jing Shizhen stood up and opened the case he had brought.

Inside were a Bagua mirror, a money sword, a compass, a white jade gourd, and a talisman seal of unknown material.

There were five magical artifacts in total, three of which were low-grade and damaged, one was a complete mid-grade artifact, and the last one was a high-grade and damaged talisman seal.

It was clear that Jing Shizhen took this transaction very seriously, bringing almost all of his collection.

The compass was the first time Su Xiaofan had seen it; he hadn't seen it in Uncle Jing's storage before.

"This place is a bit off." Looking at the constantly flickering needle on the compass, Jing Shizhen frowned.

"Uncle Jing, what's wrong?" Tong Dongjie asked, as no one was more concerned about this place than he was.

"It seems there's a supernatural being." Jing Shizhen said with a serious expression.

"Master, what's a supernatural being?"

This time, it was Su Xiaofan's turn to ask. A being was just a being; what did "supernatural" mean in front of it?

"It's an evolved being!"

Jing Shizhen glanced at Su Xiaofan and said, "The world has spirits, and humans can evolve. Naturally, other beings can evolve too. We usually call such beings supernatural beings."

"Do you mean animals turning into demons?"

Su Xiaofan's eyes lit up. This trip hadn't seen any ghosts, but seeing a demon wouldn't be a waste. He listed both in his mind as rare beings.

"Cough, I didn't say that. Don't you know that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals aren't allowed to become spirits?" Jing Shizhen waved his hands, as feudal superstitions were not to be encouraged.

"Brother Dong, have you seen such a thing?"

Su Xiaofan looked at Tong Dongjie, who didn't seem surprised by Uncle Jing's words.

"Yes, in the mountains of Dafu Province."

Tong Dongjie nodded and said, "It was a wild boar. I don't know if it had taken hormones or what, but it grew to over eight meters long and weighed more than four tons."

"Wow, is it the Marshal of the Heavenly Armies?" Su Xiaofan was stunned and quickly asked, "How did you deal with it?"

"It was killed by missiles. They used two anti-tank missiles and one rocket."

Thinking of the boar's size, Tong Dongjie's face showed a hint of fear.

"That boar was so huge, with skin as hard as stone. Ordinary bullets couldn't penetrate it. If the military hadn't come, it might have escaped the mountains."

The Tong family practiced ancient martial arts and needed precious herbs as aids, so they had a high demand for valuable Chinese herbs.

Tong Dongjie's trip to Dafu Province was to negotiate a cooperation with a local pharmaceutical company and to inspect their planting base.

It was during this trip that he saw the boar.

When the boar, which was about seven to eight meters long and three meters tall, burst out of the forest, everyone present was stunned. It wasn't a boar; it was a prehistoric beast.

Fortunately, the boar wasn't after humans but had ravaged the planting base and then fled into the mountains.

The people present quickly called the police.

What they didn't expect was that the local police were accompanied by a modernized military force, including two helicopters.

Tong Dongjie later heard about what happened in the mountains.

At first, they tried to capture the boar alive, but the tranquilizer guns couldn't penetrate its skin.

Seeing the boar about to harm people, the on-site commander ordered it to be killed.

Ordinary firearms were useless, and the boar's charge couldn't be slowed. Trees as thick as a person's waist were snapped in half.

The team closest to the boar, which had tried to tranquilize it, was completely wiped out. The armed helicopters fired two anti-tank missiles and one rocket.

Even then, the boar's body wasn't torn apart. When they transported the boar out of the mountains, Tong Dongjie only saw the holes made by the missiles.

The relevant departments cleaned the scene thoroughly, leaving no trace of the boar, not even a piece of flesh or blood-soaked soil.

Tong Dongjie had seen the aftermath; the forest was in ruins, with centuries-old trees lying everywhere.

He returned to his family and researched similar events in ancient times. In those days, people were more ignorant and called such beings demons. Such species had appeared in almost every dynasty.

"Uncle Jing, should we retreat first?"

Hearing about the supernatural being, Tong Dongjie's face showed fear. Only those who had seen such a massive creature knew how terrifying it was.

Resolving the spatial rift was important, but preserving their lives was even more important. Tong Dongjie chose the latter.

"No need to rush, we can observe first." Jing Shizhen waved his hand and stared at the well in the yard, following the direction of the compass needle.

"Master, is there something in the well?"

Su Xiaofan had checked the well during the day. The water was deep, about seven or eight meters from the well mouth, which was about one meter wide, a common well in rural areas.

"There's something in the forest too."

Jing Shizhen's face became very serious. "We can't retreat now. If we try to leave, we will be attacked."

"Uncle Jing, what is it?"

Tong Dongjie drew a sharp breath. They had come to resolve the spatial rift and hadn't brought any weapons.

"Light a fire. Dongjie, throw all the fuel you brought into Xiaofan's tent."

Jing Shizhen said, "These beings don't come out during the day, so they might be afraid of light or heat. Let's start a fire and see."

"Okay!" Tong Dongjie quickly found several solid fuel blocks and threw them into Su Xiaofan's tent.

They didn't care about the expensive tent. After lighting the fire, the three of them retreated to the house, leaning against the wall to avoid being attacked from behind.

With the solid fuel, the fire in the tent quickly grew. Su Xiaofan ran into the house, carried out the grandmaster chair, and threw it into the fire.

Strangely, although the fire was large, the light didn't spread far in the mist.

Normally, such a large fire would light up the sky for over ten meters, but the light was suppressed at about five or six meters, illuminating only the area around the well.

"Uncle Jing, something is coming out of the well." Suddenly, Tong Dongjie's trembling voice rang out.

Without him saying, Jing Shizhen and Su Xiaofan also saw it.

A head, completely black and covered in fine scales, emerged from the well.