Am I human? [Live]

Chapter 243 is a man or a ghost

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no movement.

The village seems to have been deserted for a long time, and even the poultry and animals have not made a sound.

The driver became more and more panicked. He thought that when he returned to the village, there would be more people, and he would be able to say goodbye to the monsters and ghosts he met today, sleep well, and wake up tomorrow as if he had a strange dream. Unusual, half of the figure is not visible.

"what to do……"

He looked helplessly at Yun Chuan and Mr. Mu.

"Let me do it." Yun Chuan smiled gently, and stepped forward to knock on the door.

The driver was about to say that it was useless to take photos for so long just now, when Yun Chuan knocked on the door and yelled, "Open the door! I know someone is home, if you don't open it, I will smash the door!"

After speaking, he paused for a while and listened carefully.

Yun Chuan, who has excellent earphones, really heard the faint voices in the room, and continued to shout.

"I'll count down to three, if I don't open the door, I'll be screwed."

"three."

I vaguely heard someone in the room asking "what to do".

"two."

There was a little dispute among the people inside. Some wanted to open the door, but others stopped it.

"one."

Yun Chuan smashed it as soon as he said it, raised his leg and kicked towards the door, and the door panel was directly slapped on the ground, like a fake door.However, this is an iron gate outside the courtyard wall, the kind that is solid and not rusted.

Old Master Mu opened his mouth, looked at Yun Chuan's pale and sickly face, and his seemingly slender figure, and finally chose to remain silent.

The driver only thought that Mr. Mu and Yun Chuan were some kind of experts, but he thought it was reasonable and accepted it well.

After the door was kicked open, the room fell silent and the whispering stopped.

"The people inside really don't plan to open the door and come out? If I can remove one door, I can remove the second one. Do you want your house?"

Yun Chuan was like a bully who forcibly broke into a house, and he spoke with confidence, making no one doubt that he could do such a thing.

[Red Box]: ... Cough, pay attention to your image, Lao Mu is looking at you

【Eat baked gluten tonight】: Exposed, exposed

[Strawberry is sugared]: Why does my eldest grandson look like a dude?

[No. [-] Handsome Man in the Universe]: It's more than just like, it's just like that.

[Crispy biscuit]: You talk nonsense, Chuanchuan is obviously handsome and easy to cut, full of masculinity!

[Stir-fried bitter gourd]: What a masculine man.

……

The people in the room finally couldn't sit still anymore, the door was opened a crack, and someone looked out through the crack of the door.

"Don't, don't smash the door! My darling, how can we live if you smash the door, don't smash it again." It was a male villager in his 50s and [-]s, with a black face and a pale face.

The driver saw that there were people in the house, but kept pretending that no one would open the door, and suddenly got a little angry, and asked, "Why didn't you open the door, what happened to the students who lived in your house?"

At the same time, I was a little worried about the safety of the archaeological team.

He was not stupid when he met so many baby spirits in the valley before, and he couldn't all die naturally. Naturally, he had some guesses about the villages at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't think they were simple mountain people.

"Here they are, they are all inside the house." The villagers looked back, and just a few students in the house couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly asked, "Is that Master Zhang outside?"

"It should be, and I brought two people with me, this..." The villagers knew the driver clearly, but they didn't know what they were hesitating at this meeting.

"Let's go in first. It's so windy outside that I'm freezing to death." The driver felt relieved when he saw that the students were safe.Rubbing his arms, he walked into the yard.

"Wait! Stop!" The villagers reacted greatly, and even quickly took out the hoe hidden behind their backs.

"Don't come here! Zhang Pingsheng, don't pester us!"

Zhang Pingsheng is the driver's name.

He was stunned, with question marks all over his face.

"You just knocked on the door half an hour ago. No one opened the door for you at that time, so you just left. Why are you still here? Just tell me what you need, and we will definitely burn it to you. Everyone in the village is not related to you. , There is no hatred or resentment, you have no reason to take anyone away, right..."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Pingsheng couldn't help interrupting the villagers. "I've been walking the mountain road with my master and my little master for half an hour. Why burn it to me, don't talk nonsense, bah! Unlucky! Labor and capital are good for a living person."

"Go away quickly! Go elsewhere." The villagers didn't listen to what he said at all, they just wanted to drive them away, but they didn't dare to come out.

"It's so windy at night, where do you want me to go?" Zhang Pingsheng sniffled, feeling that he had already caught a cold.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

Yun Chuan patted Zhang Pingsheng on the shoulder, and said calmly, "It's cold outside, go in first."

The wind is too strong, Mr. Mu can't blow it outside for too long, his body can't bear it.

The three of them couldn't help but approach the villagers directly.

"You, don't come here!"

"There is an injustice and a debtor. I don't know any of you, so don't come looking for me!"

"Help, help! Ahhh!"

He closed his eyes forcefully, screamed loudly, and waved his hoe at the three of them indiscriminately.

It was obvious that he was terrified.

The few students hiding in the room also grabbed their weapons, planning to rush out if something really happened.

Yun Chuan took a few steps forward, supported the villager's hoe with one hand, grabbed the opponent's elbow with the other hand, and stuffed that arm into the villager's screaming mouth.

The villagers were gagged with their own arms, unable to utter a sound.

Yun Chuan pushed the villagers into the house and walked into the house.

"Ahhh!"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw three young men rushing towards him holding kitchen knives, axes and fire tongs.

Yun Chuan kicked the weapons in their hands, and the three lost their momentum instantly.

"Calm down, we are human." He comforted at the right time, threw aside the hoe in the villager's hand, and pulled the light switch by the wall.

The whole room brightened instantly, dispelling the fear.

Dazed by the sudden bright light, the three young men and villagers stood there with their eyes squinted.

"It's settled, let's go first." Yun Chuan then let Mr. Mu and Zhang Pingsheng enter the room.

Seeing that the three young men and the villagers were still full of vigilance, they took out the work badge that Mr. Mu had given him.

"Didn't you hire a consultant in your team? I am an assistant consultant, and this is my job card."

The young man with yellowish hair at the tip took the job card suspiciously, and looked at Yun Chuan carefully: "You guys really..."

"If we weren't human, would we still be standing here talking to you?" Yun Chuan asked him back.

It made sense, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just asked for help today. I said that someone would come. We didn't expect you to come so soon. In addition, something happened before. We thought... sorry."

The three young men were a little bit in shock, and only explained a few words indiscriminately.

"Xiao Zhang." The villager stood behind the young man with yellowed hair, and asked in a low voice, "Are they all right? Be careful..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You can't tell if it's a human or a ghost...Ah!" Zhang Pingsheng walked in and gave him a glance, sneezing as he walked.

"Have you ever seen a ghost sneeze? A sneeze!"

"Is there any hot water? If I blow it outside for half a night, maybe I didn't die in the hands of those things. I froze to death first, ah-choo—"